One hundred thousand yuan is indeed a bit high for a little-known craftsman like Lu Zian. The works of several famous masters in Changyan City are only 70,000 to 80,000, but his skills are indeed good, especially his swordsmanship. For his own purposes, he doesn't care about the hundreds of thousands.

His grandfather is just like these little things. Last year, his cousin took the lead. This year...

With Lu Zi'an's help, they all have to stand aside for him!

I just don’t know why Lu Zian condescends to create in any live broadcast room. With his skills, it is reasonable to be able to walk sideways in Changyan City.

But this will make it easier for him.

After sending the wood, Zhuo Peng wanted to leave Lu Zi'an's bank card number and transferred it to 100,000 yuan.

It's really rich.

Chen Mange next to him suddenly said, "You are very generous too. The wallet I gave me is full of money."

You're not afraid that she has no money to use it! Lu Zian raised his eyebrows: "What a joke? I don't put money in my wallet. What's the difference between this and having no wife in my wife's cake!"

"..." What he said made sense, but she was speechless.

Holding the red sandalwood, Lu Zian smiled and said, "Okay, you can play by yourself, I'll go in and study it."

Chen Mange nodded obediently, and after washing the dishes, he directly searched for the most popular games.

Eat chicken? What is this...

After playing for a few games, she won everything except for her first game that she was killed without being familiar with it.

She probably had some clarity in her heart, and she also logged into Lu Zi'an's live broadcast platform, and filled in Lu Zi'an's ID card and bank card.

Her camera was only aimed at her hands, and she didn't promote anything, so she went to the battlefield directly.

Her live broadcast room name is: [Everyone who can move will die]

The effect of this extremely arrogant name is that many people decided to come in and make a wave of ridicule and attack this poor little newbie by the way.

But as soon as I came in, I was shocked by her sharp operation and then I couldn't get out...

When Lu Zian returned to the room, he played with the red sandalwood for a while, put it aside, and started making a phone call.

The reason why I accepted Zhuo Peng's invitation was naturally not just for the 100,000 yuan. Although Zhuo Peng didn't know him, he knew Zhuo Peng...

"Hello?"

"Dad, Zhuo Peng is here in Changyan." Lu Zi'an's eyes swept across the red sandalwood: "He said his grandfather's birthday, and asked me to carve a birthday gift."

Lu Jianwei was watching TV, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but sit up straight: "You mean... Zhuopeng? Zhuo family in Donglin City?"

"Yes." Lu Zian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "He should also be here to attend the Xing family's apprenticeship ceremony. Since he has come, Lu Jianfeng should also go."

"What Lu Jianfeng, that's your uncle." Although he was also dissatisfied with this younger brother, Lu Jianwei did not want Lu Zi'an to have any problems with his etiquette.

Lu Zian nodded and changed the subject: "So don't worry, this time, the Zhuo family may not be on Uncle Feng's side."

If this is true, it is naturally the best, but isn’t this Xing Guosheng’s apprenticeship ceremony? Why did the Zhuo family also come to participate in it...

Lu Jianwei hung up the phone, worried, for some reason, he always felt like a storm was about to come and wind filled the building.

Before going to bed, Lu Zian checked his current data.

Points 106, merit value 4668.

The screen has four pages, and the points have also doubled. Now the gap between points and merit value is a bit big.

After practicing this screen today, he has a full understanding of his current state.

His wood carving skills can indeed be considered intermediate, especially when micro carving is primary, the peak he can achieve at present is probably similar to the winning streak of Xing Guosheng.

Zhuo Peng gave such a high price, but it was just because he could help him with a birthday gift.

It seems that you still have to practice diligently. The system is a gift from God, but it can only be an auxiliary. You still have to rely on yourself for proficiency in your skills.

The next day when they returned to their hometown in Ningxia County, he also brought the horse and the piece of red sandalwood.

Lu’s father and mother were naturally very happy and busy.

Ningxia County was once just an ordinary small county town. Later, after Grandpa Lu Zi'an became famous, his superiors deliberately walked Ningxia County in the ancient and elegant direction. Many houses were built with eaves. When they walked through the path covered with bluestone, they were very elegant.

When Lu Zi'an took Chen Mange to the night market, Chen Mange liked to carry a small lantern through the quiet alleyways.

At that moment, she felt a wonderful feeling that transcends time and space.

On the day of the Zheng Family Apprentice Ceremony, the small Ningxia County Town was very lively.

Red lanterns were hung on both sides of the road, and there was a dedicated person to guide the way each section, and the red carpet spread dozens of meters from the Xing family.

The atmosphere was very warm, and the Xing family had tried their best to do this ceremony.

Lu Zian and Lu Jianwei went together, handing over the invitation, and someone directly led them to the designated location.

The two-meter-wide passage in the middle was specially left for the ceremony of apprenticeship. The seats were placed in the middle. The Xing family did not make any moves in the position. Lu Jianwei sat slightly forward in the first row, and Lu Zi'an was behind him.

Someone next to him was probably curious and asked the people around him in a low voice: "Brother, don't you usually ask the master to learn the artist's house? Why are they the opposite?"

"Don't talk too much." A low male voice scolded softly and explained in a low voice: "That's an ordinary family, this is the Xing family. They accept apprentices every three years, and a total of 32 people are collected, so they naturally worship the master together."

"Thirty-two...Why is this number? Does it have any special meaning?"

Before the man could reply to him, he heard a bell ringing, and he quickly said, "Quiet." Then he stopped talking.

At this time, the hall was full of people invited by the Xing family, and there were people outside, accompanied by the sound of bells and wood fragrance filled the fragrance.

The ceremony officially began.

Feng Rui, the eldest disciple of the Xing family, led the junior brothers in slowly, respectfully invited Master Xing Guosheng to sit down and then invited his master's wife.

Lu Jianwei froze and stared at one of the familiar faces in disbelief.

Lu Zian immediately noticed something was wrong with his father. He looked in the direction and saw Lu Hao, who was dressed in the costume of a disciple of the Xing family, bowing his head and bowing his head.

What a joke! Lu Hao is brainless, is Lu Jianfeng stupid?

No matter how much his Lu family falls, it is not his turn to Xing Guosheng to be the master of the Lu family!

Although he wanted to kick Lu Hao out, he could only press his father's back without any trace and click.

Calm.

Lu Jianwei slowly clenched his fists and tried to relax himself. He stared at Lu Hao angrily, wishing he could burn a hole in his face.

Under the leadership of Xing Guosheng, a group of disciples gave great gifts to the Luban tablet of the industry master Lu Ban.

He became a master again and finally became a master's wife.

After the long praise, Feng Rui led the new disciples to kneel down and worship.

Feng Rui's face was quiet and his voice was low: "A day's teacher."

The disciples knelt respectfully and said in unison: "A day's teacher."

Feng Rui bowed again: "Lifelong Father."

All the disciples bowed to the end and fell to the ground: "Lifelong Father."

Xing Guosheng holds the ruler in his hand and reads the rules. Please make it clear.

Everyone present stood up and the disciples bowed to thank them.

During the whole process, no one was making noise or a strange sound. Every step and detail was filled with a sense of ritual, which was shocking.

Lu Jianwei's expression had returned to calm, as if he could not see Lu Jianfeng, who was two seats away from him, but when he turned his back to Lu Jianfeng, Lu Zian still saw the loss in his eyes.

His grandfather Lu Yunjing has a strange temper and is obsessed with skills all his life. He has never accepted an apprenticeship. The Lu family has never even held a decent apprenticeship ceremony.

This has always been a regret in Lu Jianwei's heart. He thinks that the most rare thing about traditional skills is inheritance, but...

well……
Chapter completed!