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Chapter 142

Lu Zi'an fixed all the wood blocks, and then carefully combed the surface of the wood with the tip of the knife to cover it up, because the wood blocks were very small and after adjustment, they could not be seen at all.

When he put down the carving knife, a sound of exhaling sounded in the room.

He raised his head in confusion, a little funny: "This is a very simple mortise and tenon, not complicated, no need to worry."

"Oh, you said that, but it's so delicate that you can't be nervous if you make dozens of them at once." Qu Duoduo curled his lips.

[Mumo+1, I was drinking milk tea just now, but it was cold when the master finished it.]

【I am eating Dandan noodles.】

[I'm eating cold skin, hehe, and stinky tofu!]

[I'm...Damn it, there's no need to eat labor and capital, your souls are indifferent!]

【…】

Successfully brought the rhythm, and the screen was full of food, making Qu Duodou hungry.

Lu Zian picked up the skull and tried it on the puppet's head. After roughly estimating the size, he used a knife to take out a small hole behind each ear on both sides of the wood carving.

Correspondingly, two square holes of the same size were also taken out with a carving knife on the wood under the skull, and they were very deep.

With the last knife, two holes were opened.

【I have another very clever idea…】

[Haha, you have ideas at such a young age, don’t talk about it, it’s really embarrassing.]

【That is, you can take off your skirt!】

【It's just taking off the skirt, illiterate.】

[I am an honest person, don't bully me, you are quitting the group, right?]

Lu Zian polished the inside smoothly as usual, cleaned the wood chips, and then covered the skull.

Pick up a piece of relatively long wood, peel out a piece of wood slowly into a square stick facing the size, and then polish it smoothly.

Then put the puppet sideways on the table, insert the square material into the hole that was opened, and after confirming that there is no problem, I picked up the small wooden hammer and knocked it slowly.

"Dang, dang, dang."

[Suddenly I want to sing, when the mountain peaks have no edges, when the river water no longer flows...]

[But don't you feel scary? He just dug two holes, and it was on the two items, which completely matched!]

[Yes, I just wanted to say that what is even more terrifying is that he can cut into it by cutting a wooden strip!]

【Silently I felt a little pain in my head and a chill on my back.】

【No, you misunderstood what I mean, I mean, I have never seen him use a ruler, he has never measured it!】

At this time, everyone really remembered that whether it was making things in the past or making mortise and tenon now, Lu Zian had never used a ruler or an ink bucket, so he never needed to leave an extra layer of what he made to remove the ink marks.

But what is most incredible is that every time he makes, the things he makes are really perfect, with no gaps.

[This...what should I say? God is giving me food?]

Lu Zi'an cut off a small piece of wood that appeared on the last two sides, polished the cross section smoothly and smoothly, then blew off the dregs and reached out to grab the puppet's hair.

"Don't!" This was almost everyone's subconscious voice shouting from their throats, and there were even more ghosts and howls and howls threatening and cursing.

However, even so, it could not stop Lu Zian's rude behavior. He pulled it hard, not only did he pull it, but he also flicked it, as if he was feeling the elasticity of his hair.

"Huh?" Zou Kai glanced suspiciously: "Is it okay?"

Yes, even though Lu Zian pulled it around so roughly, he was both pulling and pulling, and his hair was still streaking.

Lu Zi'an Yun glanced at him lightly: "How could there be something wrong? He has been nailed to death."

He stretched his fingers and stood the puppet on the table to put her hair on it, but probably because he had been holding the knife for a long time, his fingers could not be opened for a moment.

Chen Mange held his hand and slowly kneaded his knuckles. Her hands were cold, her fingertips were soft and the force was just right. Lu Zi'an couldn't help but relax a little, so he did not refuse her service.

Zhang Fengniang couldn't help but say, "Master Lu, why don't we help you tie up the puppet's hair and change the clothes? You see, you have worked so hard."

Well, this is of course the best.

Lu Zian said apologetically: "That's so troublesome to you..."

"Oh, no trouble, no trouble." Zhang Fengniang deserves to be an embroidered hand. That was a coincidence. It was completely different from the loose bun that Lu Zian had previously tied, that such smooth hair seemed to be magic in her hand, and she tied it into a high bun, and then put on a hair skeleton and gauze, which was simply beautiful.

Then they pulled off the puppet's belt, took off their clothes, and replaced them with ancient costumes made of their embroidery pieces one by one.

【Watching them stripping their puppet clothes, I actually…】

【A little hard to show respect.】

[Everyone has evil thoughts about such beautiful puppets. You are simply beasts and fall!]

[We are beasts after all, what about you? Beasts are worse than beasts!]

When all the steps were completed, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

The puppet is wearing a white gauze dress, beautiful and fairy-like. Unlike the charming and charming before, this outfit fully interprets Bai Suzhen's kind-life-like spirit, and the hanging hair accessories are like a fairy descending to the earth.

Even Lu Zian himself has to admit that such a puppet is indeed more in line with the setting of White Snake in "The Legend of White Snake".

"Oh, it's so beautiful!" Zhang Fengniang helped the puppet tidy up her sleeves, nodded with satisfaction, and her loving eyes seemed to look at her daughter.

But it's almost the same.

Seeing that the embroiderers liked them so much that they obviously wanted to take a photo but were embarrassed to mention it, Lu Zian smiled and said, "You can take photos, it doesn't matter."

"Ah, is that OK?"

"Is it really OK? But is this going to be on TV?"

Lu Zian thought these aunts were quite interesting and nodded with a smile: "It's really OK, it's okay."

This is not a competition. Of course, the gimmick is found by the publicity office. Could it be that he still has to cover up the puppet and create a sense of mystery? It can be overwhelmed.

"Master Lu, don't worry, we just look at it secretly and don't post it in the circle of friends!" The embroidered girls liked it very much. They knew that if they missed this time, they would definitely not have the next chance, so they didn't be polite. They took out their mobile phones to take a photo with the puppet.

Lu Zi'an stood up and stretched, gave the place to them, and then greeted the people in the live broadcast room: "Okay, today's live broadcast will end here, see you next time."

Close it cleanly and ignore the barrage sent by someone: [Let the puppet move, move it!]
Chapter completed!
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