Perspective-Golden Pupils

Chapter 42: : Old Xue became his teacher.

Chapter 42 : Old Xue became his teacher.

The cloud patterns on this piece of yellow jade were light and floating. Without exceptional eyesight and detail, he could only see about six of them. Even he had to use a magnifying glass to carefully look at them for more than 15 minutes before he could identify the number of cloud patterns. He did not expect Xu Qing to spend less than five minutes accurately identifying the number of cloud patterns. This was simply a god-given disciple, a genius at jade carving!

How could Old Xue not be happy to receive such a genius who had inherited his skills for a lifetime? How can I not cry?

"Qingzi, hurry up and acknowledge me as your disciple!" Tang Guobin's brain was the fastest. He quickly punched Xu Qing on the shoulder.

Xu Qing was a little embarrassed. What era was this? Did he have to kneel down and kowtow?

Elder Xue seemed to have seen through Xu Qing's doubts. He wiped his tears and smiled." Good disciple, don't kneel and kowtow. Quick, bring a cup of tea for Master to drink."

"Oh!" she said. Xu Qing scanned his surroundings. He couldn't even find a drop of water, let alone tea...

At this time, a middle-aged woman brought a plate of drinks. Xu Qing picked up a bottle of green tea and unscrewed the cap. He handed it to Old Xue and shouted," Master, you might as well take this and make do with it."

"Ha ha ha! Alright, I, Xue Hongyun, will use this to make do with today. It can also be considered as the first to drink drinks and accept disciples." Old Xue was in a good mood. He took the green tea and drank a few mouthfuls. The Jade Condor Master accepted his last disciple just like that.

Xu Qing winked at Meng Shicheng, who quickly took out the check and placed it on the sofa. Since Elder Xue had a rule, all the objects carved from chicken oil and yellow materials would be inherited by his last disciple. No matter what, he could not accept this money.

Xu Qing picked up the check and stuffed it into Old Xue's hand. He whispered," Master, you should take back this money."

Old Xue glared at him and said," Keep what I gave you. I don't want anyone to poke my spine and say that I took advantage of my disciple."

Xu Qing could only put away the check. He thought to himself, This old man is really stubborn. At most, he will give him a top-grade jade in the future and give it to him properly!

Looking at the old man and young man blowing their beards, Xue Guoqiang smiled and said," You think there's too much money? Why don't you donate it to the Hope Project? I'll definitely support this when we get to Jiang City."

" Donate nothing. Donations these days are made from different sources. If you donate one million yuan, you might end up with one hundred yuan." Xu Qing was full of resentment towards donations. He remembered that he had donated money to the disaster area once in junior high school. He even donated the only twenty yuan he had. It was said that each class donated thousands of yuan at that time.

A school donated tens of thousands of yuan, but Xu Qing accidentally found a thank-you letter in his school office after the incident. It said thank you for the donation of 500 yuan from a certain school. The address of the donation was the disaster area where the donation was made. Even the dates were less than ten days apart.

Xue Guoqiang frowned." There are two sides to everything. Misappropriating donations is an exception."

Elder Xue glared and said," The problem is that too many cases become common problems. Many people treat charity money as a nest of incense for nothing. There's not much money left if it really falls into the hands of those who need it."

Old Xue had encountered this kind of thing twice before. He was passionate about charity in the past, so he lost interest in donating money.

Xue Guoqiang saw that the resentment between the master and disciple was quite heavy, so he only smiled bitterly and said nothing.

"Good disciple, take off the pendant on your neck for me to see?" Old Xue was thinking about Zi Gangyu on his disciple's neck again. This time Xu Qing obediently took it off and placed it in his hand.

Old Xue could tell at a glance that this pendant was written by Lu Zigang. There was a sympathetic charm between the eyebrows of Jade Guanyin. The most amazing thing was that the leaves inserted in the net bottle were either curled or stretched. The width of each angle was different. The technique and thought used by a small Guanyin pendant were not inferior to any masterpiece handed down by Zigang Jade.

Just this strict attitude alone was enough to make Lu Zigang live up to the name of Jade God. Elder Xue also found some inspiration from this Guanyin statue. That piece of chicken oil yellow material was best carved into a golden Buddha stepping on clouds. The peaceful and compassionate meaning displayed on this Jade Guanyin's face made him seem to have realized something, and he unconsciously became crazy.

The food was ready. Two middle-aged women came in to inform everyone to sit down. However, Old Xue was immersed in the appreciation of the statue of Guanyin. Xu Qing's belly was already stuck to his spine. He went forward and suddenly took away the jade Guanyin.

Master, it's time to eat."

This shout indeed brought Old Xue's spirit back. He flashed Xu Qing a glance and scolded," You little brat, my ears are going deaf from your explosion!"

Everyone laughed. His good disciple had turned into a brat again in the blink of an eye. Wasn't this change coming too quickly?

With Elder Xue's prior instructions, the dinner was quite rich. The dishes were placed on the table, and Xu Qing almost swallowed his tongue.

As long as a person was hungry, even the most ordinary food would be exceptionally delicious. Moreover, the dishes on this table tasted quite good. Now, they could only be described as delicious.

Old Xue specially opened a bottle of 60-year-old Maotai original juice. This wine was not cheap. It had a sticky feeling different from ordinary Maotai in the mouth. It was fragrant and had a long aftertaste. It was indeed the best wine. Xu Qing alone drank more than half of the bottle. Even Xue Guoqiang, who boasted that he had an excellent alcohol tolerance, could only sigh.

During the banquet, Meng Shicheng talked about Xu Qing's brilliant achievements in gambling four times in a day, which made the Xue father and son sigh endlessly. He earned 450 million yuan in a day. Even the richest man in the world would sigh at his crazy gold absorption speed. Of course, in the end, everyone attributed it to his heaven-defying luck.

Elder Xue took a sip of his wine and a worried look appeared on his face. He said seriously," Qing Zi, although the foresight of stone gambling is far less important than luck, the risks involved are extremely high. Many people become addicted to it because of a single increase in gambling, and eventually end up bankrupt. As the saying goes, small gambling is good for the mood. You are still young, so you must not be too addicted."

Xu Qing's heart warmed up. A hint of emotion appeared in his eyes. He nodded and said," I'll remember. Thank you, Master."

Elder Xue smiled gratefully." Sometimes luck is also a talent. Also, don't call me Master in the future. Just call me Teacher."

" Okay, I can call you teacher, but I live in Jiang City..." Xu Qing hesitated, her eyes showing hesitation.

"No time, right?" Elder Xue said calmly," I'll go to Jiang City to buy a house in half a month at the latest. At that time, you should spare at least two hours a day to learn carving objects. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I can definitely do it." Xu Qing was overjoyed. He patted his chest and promised. Finally, he raised his glass and said," Teacher, let me propose a toast to you!"

"Ha ha! Okay, let's go together..."

After dinner, Xu Qing declined Old Xue's invitation to leave, leaving behind his contact information and the ice violet. They agreed to meet again on the last day of the trade fair.

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