Li Feng didn't know that there was still a lot of noise outside because of the waterproof fish tank. "Xiao Feng, do it well, it didn't embarrass us in Xiangxi." Zhang Xie looked at Li Feng's more and more liked him. The son-in-law of this disciple was going to make a decision.

Zhang Cheng is so lucky, Zhang Cheng laughed and said, "Good boy, let's go, I'll introduce you to other teachers."

Li Feng nodded, this is a good opportunity to meet the masters of skill from all over the world, and exchange and exchange ideas. "Teacher Hong."

"Xiao Feng, are you going out?"

"Follow the old man."

"Several teachers want to see you." Honglan said with a smile. "These teachers are all provincial and national dough sculpture masters."

"Go, I'll wait for you later." Zhang Xing waved his hand with a smile.

After all, Zhang Xue is the inheritor of the skills of the hanging tower, and most of the people he knows are the inheritors of the skills of the Tujia and Miao people. Compared with the teacher who is good at dough sculpture Li Feng, the master of dough sculpture, Honglan, knows more.

In the dough sculpture world, Honglan's face is better than anyone else. With Honglan's introduction, anyone will give you some face. Besides, where is Li Feng's works? That set of dough sculptures full of charm is definitely not inferior to waterproof fish tanks in terms of artistic quality, and even more than that.

Li Feng followed Honglan and all the way, the teachers were all easy-going. After all, both of Li Feng's works were placed there, especially the waterproof bamboo basin just now, which made the audience even more amazed. "Stay a break and hold a press conference later."

"Director Wang, you are going to participate if you are a little bit of a kiss."

"Ah, thank you Director Wang."

Wang Jianzhong mostly depends on Gao Jiancheng's face, and Li Feng understands. "Jia Jia?"

"Are you still busy?"

"I'm just about to take a break."

"Don't disturb me?"

"Hehe, Jia Jia, don't bother your phone when you come." Li Feng said with a smile. "You have priority."

"Slutty."

"Hey, there's someone next to you."

"It's Minmin and the others, we're eating hot pot."

"Hotpot, it's a pity that I'm not here." Li Feng said with a smile. "I'm going to attend a press conference later. I want to go back after the press conference. I want something, I'll bring you some?"

"No, I don't want anything."

The two chatted for a while, and just hung up the phone, Zhang Xue walked in with an angry look on his face. "This old man."

"What's wrong with Master?" Li Fengshun shouted directly on the pole. Zhang Xue was willing to accept such a promising disciple. "Xiao Feng, that old man Wang Dong is here, don't pay attention to this old man later."

"Wang Dong?"

"This old man has always regarded himself as the first person in bamboo weaving in Hunan Province."

Zhang Cheng said, "What did this old man say just now? Your waterproof fish tank is crude and has no artistic value."

‘Damn, who is this?’ Li Feng looked speechless and was the first person in bamboo weaving in Hunan Province.

"Master, I understand." Li Feng said. "I won't take the initiative to cause trouble, but if someone provokes me, I won't let others bully me."

"Don't worry."

Zhang Xue said, "Your master, I still have some connections, so it's not his turn to bully Wang Dong."

Li Feng was about to say that he was not afraid of being in front of him. At most, he would end up comparing who had better skills in his hands. The phone rang. "Uncle Gao, yes, I'm here."

"Come here later?"

"Okay, I'll go out and pick it up now."

The director of the bamboo utensil branch of the Provincial Capital Museum has arrived, and he intends to make an appointment in advance to collect Li Feng's waterproof fish tank. You should know that although there are many bamboo utensil masters in western Hunan in recent years, there has been no work that has been collected by the Provincial Capital Museum for more than ten years.

Li Feng's piece is a milestone, or a representative of extreme transcendence, waterproof bamboo weaving. "Master, I'll pick me up." As he said that, Li Feng walked out quickly.

"It's you boy, wait."
Chapter completed!