Chapter 162: The Chinese Carpenter's Skills Have Been Inherited
In the live broadcast room, a netizen named Wang Gongzi was willing to pay 200,000 yuan to buy a wooden sculpture, which directly shocked the fans.

"Oh my god, is the boss so rich?"

"Who dares to call me Prince Wang if he doesn't have money?"

"Boss, is your family in the real estate business? Are you in need of a thigh pendant?"

Prince Wang's comments floated out again: "Host, didn't you say before that the remaining wood could be used to carve two more wood sculptures? You won't refuse, right?"

Of course Su Ran had no reason to refuse, so he agreed after thinking about it.

The prince also sent a photo of his mother to Su Ran's private message.

"Anchor, this is my mother."

Looking at the photo in the private message backstage, there is a graceful and elegant woman in it. Although there are some wrinkles on her face, you can still tell that she was a great beauty when she was young.

After showing the audience the original picture, they all exclaimed.

"Oh my god, this is simply a top-notch young woman."

"She's so beautiful. Could you give me her WeChat ID?"

Prince Wang: "Fuck, this is my mother, who dares to say that?"

The live broadcast room was in a mess. Su Ran took the job and began to carve with full concentration.

As my technique became more and more sophisticated, I spent very little time carving wood carvings.

After only forty minutes, the wood sculpture in his hand had taken shape.

This time the wood carving was equally lifelike, and Su Ran even deliberately carved the woman to look younger and more beautiful.

After showing the work to the prince, Su Ran asked, "How is it, Prince? Are you satisfied?"

Seeing the wood carving of his mother's face so vivid, and even seeing his mother when she was young, Prince Wang admired Su Ran's superb skills and was pleasantly surprised: "It's so similar, and so beautiful. Host, you are really talented, I am very satisfied with this work!"

Young Master Wang readily transferred two hundred thousand yuan to Su Ran's bank account.

Su Ran also sent out the wood carvings in the afternoon.

At this time, Cai Kunming, the master carpenter who was watching Su Ran's live broadcast, felt that his soul was sublimated after watching Su Ran's two wood carvings.

"It's really amazing. This anchor is so much younger than me. I didn't expect his wood carving skills are so good. Is he cheating?"

While Cai Kunming was excited, he was also carefully studying the live broadcast replay he had just recorded.

I want to learn Su Ran's skills bit by bit. If he can really master the basics, I feel that my attainments in this area will be much higher.

But at this moment, he was suddenly hit on the back of the head.

It goes without saying that it is his grandfather.

"Grandpa, could you please not hit me from behind like this every time? It hurts." Cai Kunming held his head and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Cai Qingguo cursed: "If you don't play with your phone secretly while working, do you think I can beat you?"

"Do you know that our family is carrying on the tradition of carpentry skills? If you don't study hard now, how much skills can you pass on to your son in the future? If this continues from generation to generation, in the end, he will know nothing!"

Cai Kunming pouted and pointed at the phone screen stubbornly, "But Grandpa, you wronged me. I'm just learning carpentry now!"

"And I really think that you always say that our Cai family is responsible for the inheritance of Chinese carpentry skills, but I think there are always people better than you, and it will never be our Cai family's turn no matter what."

"If you don't believe me, Grandpa, look."

Cai Kunming handed over the phone, and the old man recognized the lightning-struck wood on the screen at a glance.

"How extravagant, using wood struck by lightning as lumber." Cai Qingguo had thought about doing this, but the problem was that he didn't have the conditions to do so.

So at this moment his eyes were filled with envy, and he had not yet noticed Su Ran's wood carvings.

It was not until Cai Kunming took out his cell phone and sent a message asking to see the wood carving again, and when Su Ran showed the wood carving in front of the camera again, that Cai Qingguo was stunned.

"This... this wood carving must have been carved by a machine. Lightning-struck wood is very hard, so it is very difficult to carve on it. It is not easy to carve it so lifelike."

Then Cai Kunming was very proud, as if he had carved it himself: "Grandpa, I'm not kidding you. You may not believe it, but this wood carving was really carved by this young anchor. I even recorded a video of it."

Dragging the progress bar of the saved video, Cai Kunming quickly showed his grandfather the previous carving process of Su Ran.

The old man was shocked at first, then his brows slowly relaxed, and then a very relieved smile appeared on his face.

"This kid is talented. His skills are so good that even I am ashamed of myself."

"Haha, the Chinese carpentry skills finally have a successor," the old man glared at his grandson, "You can do whatever you want in the future. I don't expect you to inherit it."

Cai Kunming smiled awkwardly. He also knew that his grandfather was just saying that out of anger: "Okay, Grandpa, I will definitely study hard and delve into carpentry in the future."

Su Ran's live broadcast of carving has attracted a lot of attention on the Internet, and many wood carving masters hope to accept him as their disciple.

But Su Ran was not interested.

Some of the more outrageous master chefs, who are already fifty years old, actually hope that Su Ran can accept them as apprentices.

Su Ran was even more determined to refuse.

"I don't want to have a bunch of old disciples when I'm still young."

Chen Sisi really wanted the wood carving that Su Ran gave her, so much so that after returning home, she placed it on her bedside table with great care.

My mother was also very surprised that Su Ran's cooking skills were so good. She sat by the bed and watched for a long time. It was not until Chen Sisi said she was going to sleep that she walked to the door reluctantly.

"Sisi, this wood carving should be valuable. It's better than most masters' works."

"Mom, what are you thinking? This was given to me by Su Ran. I won't sell it."

Aunt Wang smiled and waved her hands to indicate that she didn't mean that: "You definitely can't sell the things Xiaoran gave you. Mom is praising him."

Chen Sisi nodded obediently: "Oh, so that's how it is."

The next day the sun rose in the east.

After Su Ran finished washing up, she started to make milk powder for Mantou.

"Your sister Sisi has her period today, so she will be here later."

The prepared milk powder was passed to Mantou's mouth. Smelling Xiangxiang's milk, the little tiger hugged the bottle and started drinking it in big gulps.

He then hurriedly prepared food for the other little ones.

Su Ran found a gap and took a rest.

In the yard, Su Ran took a deep breath of today's fresh air and felt refreshed.

Su Ran was very excited and started practicing Tai Chi on the spot.

Su Ran practiced the 24-style Tai Chi that he learned in college.

Basically, you just need to follow the standards of radio gymnastics and do the movements correctly. There is no question of whether it is systematic or not. As long as you imitate the movements and do them more often, you will become proficient in it.

Even if you practice with the uncles and aunts who do morning exercises on campus or in a nearby park, you will become much more proficient and the difference won’t be too dramatic.

(End of this chapter)