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Chapter 19 Wooden Sign

Ou Ping was wearing it relatively simple when she left home, which was caused by his father's low-key teaching. Ouyang changed into his clothes and tied his hair with a yellow cloth strip as a hat. This left the last question: his face was too white.

But this is not a problem. Just imagine that Taixuzi's face is still red. Ouyang's left hand was the medicine that Xiaoer cooked, pure Chinese medicine, and does not contain any side effects. This formula is also from Taixu brand. If you boil ten bowls of water into one bowl of water, it will be done. Ouyang just couldn't figure out whether the amount was wrong at that time. Now I try it, I admire his memory very much. I dip a clean brush and apply it to my face, including my beard, and a layer of waxy yellow appears. It can not only change the skin, but also make the glue made of donkey-hide gelatin more natural.

It was already five o'clock in the morning when Ouyang didn't rest and went out sneakily. When he arrived at the market, it was dawn and many vegetable farmers had arrived. These vegetables had no stalls, so they just sold them on the spot. Ouyang approached a basket of radishes: "Uncle, how much does it cost to sell radishes with baskets and shoulder poles? You also need a hat."

The uncle was generous and said directly: "Fifty-months, you can take them all."

"Uncle Xie." Ouyang gave the money, tried the weight, then took out half of the radish and put it on the ground and said, "Uncle, these are for you."

"Are you?" the uncle was puzzled.

"Today's wedding banquet is not used so much, and it's tiring to take it. If the boss has money, just treat it as such a carrot." Ouyang said on his shoulders, "Goodbye, uncle."

It was really hard to carry the burden without carrying the burden. Ouyang didn't expect that after walking for a few hundred meters, he wanted to strike on his shoulders. So he held it in his hand as a rod bell for a while, and then changed his shoulders. Then the barbell... it was finally easy to transport a basket of radishes not far from the palace.

"Selling radish, high-quality water radish." More and more people came and went. Ouyang noticed that there were not many ordinary people on this street, all of them were from the palace. There were also people from the water trucks for the mountain springs at the third update. Humph! Extraordinary, people like Ouyang would not understand why the water used in the palace had to go to the mountain springs in the far mountain.

Ouyang Cai shouted for a while, and immediately a guard came over and knocked him out: "Go away, go away."

Damn! Still no brand. Ouyang hurriedly took on the burden, then hugged his feet with a 'Ouch': "Official, my feet are twisted."

"Go away quickly." People don't care whether your feet are twisted or not, you have to crawl away without them.

"What's the matter?" A plainclothes with a gold medal appeared on the side: "The princess is about to go to Qixialing, what's the matter noisy?"

"Commander King Hui, this vegetable seller's foot twisted." The guard replied.

The commander said kindly: "Help him get up and take a look."

"Yes!" The guard helped Ouyang up.

Ouyang's feet kept slamming and then fell to the commander. After this fall, Ouyang quickly pressed the gold medal down, and the lower half of the picture appeared under the belt. Grandma's legs, does Feng have so many tails?

The commander lifted Ouyang with one hand, then held up the gold medal around his waist and said, "Put down the carrot, you take the shoulder pole and leave first."

At this time, another gold medal plainclothes ran over and asked, "The princess asked, what's so noisy."

The commander looked back and saw that the main door had been opened and a large sedan chair was carried out. He hurried to the sedan chair at thirty meters and replied: "Report to the princess, a radish seller's foot was injured, so Bei Zhi asked him to leave immediately."

"Yeah!" A nasal sound was made in the sedan and said, "Go!"

"Get up the sedan chair."

The guard beside Ouyang hurriedly knelt down and told him: "He is facing down, don't really knock him down."

Depressed! Kneeling again, Ouyang was helpless.

"Stop the sedan!" When I arrived in front of Ouyang, a female voice in the sedan suddenly made a sound. The sedan chairwoman stopped, but did not land.

Ouyang was sweating coldly, no, right? No matter how shrewd the ancients were, they could not see through themselves, right? They did not despise the IQ of the ancients, but they were smart in modern times. Could it be that they became fools after returning to ancient times?

"Whether the local government has been notified, it is not allowed to sell things in the street here."

The commander said: "Report to the princess, the vegetable farmer is passing by."

"Oh, since you're passing by, then forget it. Let's go."

"Thank you." Ouyang was sincerely grateful to him for helping him fool the dead woman.

The commander waved his hand: "Go away quickly."

"Yes, yes!" Ouyang fell again with guilt and instinctively grabbed the belt of the commander nearest. Next to Mary, there were leaves under the peony flowers. Damn it.

"Let's go." This shows that not all soldiers or officials are bad people. The commander helped Ouyang and took Ouyang two steps before letting go. He didn't care that Ouyang had just pulled his belt.

...

Ouyang walked a long way and abandoned the carrot. He entered a small lane and looked at no one on the left and right. He took out his brush, took off his homemade pen cover, and filled the blanks on the paper. Although it cannot be said that it is very similar, there are still seven points. Although computer puzzles are popular nowadays, sketching and portraits are still a compulsory course in the police academy.

The next step is to create a gold medal... No, no! Not everyone can do this job, and they will get a gold medal. Anyway, Ouyang can't afford such a huge project, and he doesn't have the time to wait patiently, and he doesn't intend to let the fake cultural relics he created harm his descendants.

...

"Master, such a sized piece of wood is half a nail wide," during the Sui and Tang dynasties, the official folk carving reached its peak. The Song Dynasty made even more progress and perfection. In the Yuan Dynasty, in order to avoid the rebellion of the people, a street was equipped with a kitchen knife, and everyone took turns to use it, so it almost completely declined: "Look at the picture."

"Yeah..." The engraver nodded frequently when looking at the picture: "Your picture is too rough, there are no phoenix feathers, and only one bare."

"The master is really a master." Can you blame yourself? The brush is too thick.

The carving master picked up a piece of wood chips, dipped ink on it and processed it on the pattern given by Ouyang. Not to mention a few strokes, the phoenix seemed to be alive. Ouyang was very happy: "That's it, there are peonies..."

"This guest must have seen someone bringing such accessories to find me." The master suppressed his voice: "Do you know who those who are equipped with this card?"

Ouyang shook his head confused and said, "I don't know, my son said that the brand looks good..."

"Needless to say, I understand. The left and right are made of wooden pieces, and they are hidden at home to play, so it's okay." The carving master said: "A few days ago, a guest came to me. I saw that the brand was exquisitely carved, so I borrowed it to see it. It turned out to be the work of Master Wu in Beijing."

It's so long-lasting! Ouyang asked: "I wonder how many days it takes for the master?"

"Dan?" The carving master smiled and turned around and took it out of the basket and said, "That's all. I saw the fine and beautiful carvings, and I couldn't put it down. I copied and carved that night. Although it was nine points similar, it was still in a way that one point of similarity. It was made by imitating people, and the realm was naturally a little different. I am a carving, and Master Wu was a carving model and a little different. This time..."

"Is five hundred cigarettes enough?" Ouyang asked with a headache.

"Five words are enough." The engraving master is still very modest.
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