Chapter 2 Wannian Red Sandalwood

Qin Feng tried to move the thick plaque, but found that he couldn't move it!

"System, what kind of wood is this? It's so heavy, yet it still has a scent."

"Host, the plaque is made of small-leaf red sandalwood. Red sandalwood grows slowly, with only one round in five years, and it takes more than eight hundred years to form. It is the hardest wood among all woods. It is called the king's wood, which is beyond the reach of ordinary wood species. In contrast, this plaque is made of the best quality red sandalwood, which has a pleasant fragrance, and if you stay in the fragrance of the plaque for a long time, it will make you feel refreshed!"

Qin Feng didn't hear anything else at all, he only heard that this turned out to be a piece of ten thousand year red sandalwood!

There has always been a saying that the thousand-year-old sandalwood is a thousand-year-old treasure, and the ten-thousand-year-old red sandalwood is just like a thousand-year treasure!

This piece is still the best in red sandalwood. The most important thing is that Qin Feng has never heard of such a large piece of ten thousand year red sandalwood!

In his understanding, red sandalwood is those small beads, or at most small decorations, there has never been such a large piece of red sandalwood!

"Remind the host again that the quest items cannot be sold!" The system's voice rang again inappropriately.

"I know, I know, I just feel a little pain in my heart..."

Originally, Qin Feng's plan was to go out and find a master to carve it, but looking at the weight of this huge plaque, it's better to forget it, just call the master to the shop, save the trouble of bringing it back after finishing it.

Taking out the fake mobile phone in his pocket, Qin Feng dialed a number.

"Lingyun..."

"Call me Xue Lingyun! What Lingyun, do I know you very well?"

Listening to the extremely elegant female voice from the mobile phone, Qin Feng once again showed a wry smile on his face.

"Oh, Lingyun, I have something to look for you."

"Hmph, you only come to me when you have something to do, why don't you know to look for me if you have nothing to do? Huh?"

Qin Feng's grumpy face was directly confused by the continuous questioning...

Good situation, good situation, Qin Feng secretly comforted himself, after all, he could already be called Lingyun.

Xu Shi saw that Qin Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, and the female voice came from the phone again: "Hey, tell me, what's the matter?"

"That's what happened. I'm planning to reopen my tavern. I'm planning to get a plaque, so I'm asking if you know any master carving masters, and help introduce one." Qin Feng said shyly here. Said with a straight face.

"Your tavern has been closed for a few years, why do you want to open it again? I happen to have an elder here who is a sculptor, but you have to be careful, this elder has a bad temper." The female voice on the opposite side Sounds hesitant.

"It's okay, I'll trouble you then, Lingyun, hehe."

"Look at your bastard, okay then I'll hang up, we should be able to go there in the afternoon." The girl said coquettishly.

"Well, bye."

Xue Lingyun, Qin Feng's college classmate, looks soft and weak, but is extremely strong inside, and for some reason, she became friends with Qin Feng.

During his four years in college, Qin Feng didn't know what was going on in his good friend's family, but instead, he had his family set up by the other party...

Throwing down the phone, Qin Feng started cleaning. In the past, his parents were there, and they would always clean up the entire tavern. The grain of the wood must be clearly visible on the six solid wood tables. It is said that this It is also a rule handed down from the ancestors.

Qin Feng also planned to do the same. The tavern is about to open, which is equivalent to inheriting the store, so these rules should also be inherited.

According to the previous method of his parents, Qin Feng cleaned the entire tavern meticulously.

A morning passed like this, and Qin Feng bought some food at noon to fill his stomach. This time is not enjoyable, after all, Qin Feng has been unemployed for almost a month, and he won't be able to eat for a long time.

Qin Feng, who returned to the store, fell into a state of nothing to do again.

"System, can you tell me where the wine comes from? After all, I've never made wine before."

The system didn't move at all.

"System, can you tell me what the first wine is?"

The system still didn't move at all.

"System, are you fucking dead!"

This time the system answered: "Host, the system has been bound to the host's soul, and when the system dies, the host will die too."

Qin Feng was so choked that he couldn't speak...

The small tavern suddenly fell into an unspeakable embarrassment.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, and a knock on the door made this embarrassment disappear.

Qin Feng hurriedly got up to open the door, and saw a girl in a white dress all at once.

A small face the size of a palm, exquisite facial features, a height of 1.68 meters but looks soft, the whole person has the agility and delicacy of a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. It is my good friend Xue Lingyun .

Beside the girl Xue Lingyun was a wrinkled old man. Although his hair was all white, his waist was straight.

"Lingyun, you are here." Qin Feng greeted naturally.

As soon as these words came out, the old man looked at Qin Feng strangely, and then at Xue Lingyun.

"Call me Xue Lingyun!" Xue Lingyun blushed slightly, but immediately said with a pair of almond eyes.

"Ah, it's fine." Qin Feng quickly agreed, saying that he gave up when he called before.

"This is my elder, who is also a famous sculptor. Well, you can also call him Uncle Wang."

Qin Feng hurried forward and shouted: "Uncle Wang!"

The old sculptor named Uncle Wang glanced at Qin Feng and said, "I wouldn't have helped you if it wasn't for Lingyun girl's sake. That's enough, what about the materials."

When Xue Lingyun heard this, she quickly glanced at Qin Feng. This guy had a bad temper before, and he would easily explode when encountering such a thing.

"Well, everything is ready, and you are inside, you always come inside with me." Qin Feng said with a smile on his face.

This time it was Xue Lingyun's turn to be weird, but it was best if the two didn't quarrel.

Qin Feng walked ahead and led the two into the tavern. The huge Wannian red sandalwood plaque and the long scroll of Wang Xizhi had already been placed on two tables.

As soon as he entered the tavern, old man Wang's nose twitched, as if he smelled something.

The next second, the gray-haired old man began to sniff the air continuously, muttering in his mouth while smelling: "This smell is so familiar."

Sculptors, especially those who use wood as the main material, usually have an extremely deep understanding of these woods. Old man Wang is one of the best, so he is very familiar with the smell of these special woods.

It's just that I haven't seen Wannian Red Sandalwood for a long time, and this tavern is dilapidated, so the old man Wang didn't think of going to Wannian Red Sandalwood.

Behind them, Qin Feng and Xue Lingyun stared dumbfounded at the white-haired old man, who was already over seventy years old, sniffing his nose and following the smell as he walked towards several tables...

"Lingyun, this elder of yours really has a weird temper."

"Yes, eh, no, his eccentric temper is not this eccentric, eh, I can't tell you!"

It can be called Lingyun again, and Qin Feng is happy in his heart.

But at this moment, the old man Wang on one side suddenly uttered a terribly shrill cry.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, can't it be a fall!"

Qin Feng and Xue Lingyun hurried forward to have a look. After all, this is the elder who came to help, and they dare not let him get hurt.

When I walked to the side, I realized that Old Man Wang was holding that huge piece of red sandalwood as if he was holding his own baby.

"You kid actually have such a big Wannian red sandalwood, and it is the best red sandalwood?"