A Different Husband Every Day

As soon as he entered the door, Li Weiyin saw many exquisite carvings with delicate lines and vivid patterns.

The small building is not very big, the rooms are divided more, almost every room has a sound, which means that there are people working.

"San Ye." A thin old man walked over to say hello.

"Master Du." Lu Dingzhang responded and introduced Li Weiyin sideways, "This is Mrs. Xu and her husband. Mrs. Xu is very interested in your craftsmanship, so I will take them to take a look."

"Mrs. Xu, Mr. Xu, how are you." Master Du wiped his hands on his clothes before reaching out his rough, weather-beaten hand full of cracks.

Li Weiyin smiled and shook hands with him: "Hello."

Then he stared at Vice President Xu faintly. In addition to dressing up, Vice President Xu was quite normal in other aspects, and he shook hands with the other party very cooperatively.

Master Du said: "Which aspect do you want to see? We have a lot here. My four sons, three grandchildren, and one granddaughter can carve something."

Master Du led them inside while shouting in the direction of the kitchen: "Old lady, there are guests, bring some water."

There was a response from the kitchen, and Master Du took them to a room. The first thing Li Weiyin caught his eyes was the stones, not ordinary stones, but some pretty stones, but not jade.

Like a plate, the rounded plate is very poetic and poetic. It looks like a brush-and-ink painting from a distance, but when you take the plate in your hand and stroke the delicate lines on it, you realize that it is actually carved.

It was too detailed, and Li Weiyin felt that even the finest brush could not draw such a fine pattern.

On a stone of less than three square centimeters, there is a picture of mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water, scattered eaves, bluestone floors...

Li Weiyin held it in his hand, and there was a speechless shock: "How do you carve this?"

I can't imagine it at all, not even painting, let alone carving.

"This is a micro-sculpture. In fact, the micro-sculpture is based on feeling. The painting in your mind is carved up with a carving knife." Master Du introduced to Li Weiyin and the others, "The carving is entirely based on feeling."

Because there are some details, even if their engravers don’t use a magnifying glass, they can’t see them. It’s impossible for them to look and engrave. The engraving process is more like a blind engraving. The things in the hands, the marks in the brain, and the mind control hand.

Li Weiyin sounded mysterious and surprised, and suddenly asked, "If I was engraved on it, how big a jade medal would be needed?"

"Look at this." Master Du took out a jade plaque from the box. The jade plaque engraved on it was a 15-year-old cheongsam girl. "This jade plaque is 1.3 cm high, 5.2 cm long, and 3.4 cm wide."

"It's too fine." Li Weiyin couldn't help but admired, carefully holding it in his hand and playing with it.

Li Weiyin also does some carvings. After all, she is a chef. She has taken some food carving courses. She used to be able to carve with tofu, fruits and vegetables. She was very comfortable. After seeing this kind of carving today, Li Weiyin only knew about herself. The level of...

"Can you customize the miniature sculptures?" Vice President Xu asked after looking at it for a while.

"Of course, but we are slow, you may have to wait a long time." Master Du said quickly.

"It doesn't matter, you can wait for three or five years." Time is not a problem.