As night fell, Tang Feng returned to the community where Lin Muyu lived with a bouquet of flowers. He called Lin Muyu in the elevator.

Lin Muyu answered the phone and said, "Tang Feng, when will you come back? I'll pick you up at the airport."

"Well, there are a few days left." Tang Feng didn't tell her the specific schedule for returning to Beijing. He held back his smile and said, "Mu Yu, I ordered a bouquet of flowers in Fuzhou. Their branch in Beijing will be delivered to their home. Have you received it?"

Lin Muyu said, "No, oh, wait a moment, someone knocked on the door."

At this time, Tang Feng had already ringed the doorbell of Lin Muyu's house. Lin Muyu looked out through the cat's eyes. There was a large bouquet of flowers outside the door. She didn't think much, and immediately opened the door. The flowers suddenly moved away, revealing Tang Feng's face. He hugged Lin Muyu and said, "Miss Lin, I'll give it to you."

Lin Muyu raised her head from Tang Feng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Haha, when did you learn to do this?"

Tang Feng smiled and said, "Since you have come to Beijing, you must learn to keep pace with the times."

Lin Muyu looked at both ends of the stairs and said, "Okay, let go, it's so bad that it's seen by the neighbors."

Tang Feng let go of Lin Muyu, who pulled him into the room and closed the door. Tang Feng put his backpack on Lin Muyu's desk and said, "I have a gift for you."

"What's the matter?" Lin Muyu sat happily next to Tang Feng. Tang Feng took out the set of golden nanmu purple-haired brushes from his backpack, Gongmo from Huizhou, Anhui, and Daqian Paper, and said: "Three treasures in the study, I will go to the antique market these days. If I can still find a good inkstone, the four treasures will be gathered."

Lin Muyu picked up Gongmo and Daqian paper and looked at it again and again, saying, "Did you find these in the south?"

Tang Feng nodded and said, "Well, it's considered a bargain."

"Although I can't see the truth or falsehood, I believe your vision will definitely not be wrong." Lin Muyu said: "According to the market conditions, my god is worth hundreds of thousands."

Tang Feng smiled and said, "Nothing is important, just like Mu Yu."

Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "I don't want it."

"Why?" Tang Feng asked.

Lin Muyu got up and held Tang Feng's face, kissed him, and said, "Silly, your career is just starting out now, don't spend too much on this."

Tang Feng said: "This is not a career, I bought it for you."

"You really treat me as a calligrapher." Lin Muyu said with a smile: "Just like my three-legged cat skills, it is really a waste to use them. You should put them away, and they may be of great use in the future."

"Hey." Tang Feng said: "This is the first time I've given you a gift, you're so disrespectful."

"It's not that I don't give you face." Lin Muyu said softly in Tang Feng's ear: "Have you forgotten? You gave me a big gift before."

Tang Feng said inexplicably: "I haven't given you anything, right?"

Lin Muyu sat on Tang Feng's thigh and asked in a very gentle voice: "Didn't you give me your first time?"

"Aren't you?" Men are the opposite of women. Even men will not admit that they are over twenty years old or virgins even if they are beaten to death, Tang Feng whispered: "Men's first time is different from women's first time. Besides, that is not my first time."

Lin Muyu pulled Tang Feng's palms and looked again and again. Tang Feng asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

"It depends on which hand you use." Lin Muyu smiled and buried her face in Tang Feng's chest. The gift that Tang Feng wanted to give her was turned off easily by her understatement.

The next day, Tang Feng came to the Chen family with the Tianhuang raw stone. The Chang fossil weighing more than half a ton was placed in the Chen Yan family's yard. Chen Yan was accompanying Liu Shunan and an old man to check the raw stone that Tang Feng thought was full of chicken blood. Seeing Tang Feng come in, Chen Yan asked his wife to make tea while introducing him. The old man was Chen Yan's uncle, named Fan Chengru, one of the only remaining masters in the carving world. He is nearly 70 years old, thin, with a slightly hunched back and looks very short. He has many age spots on his wrinkled face, and he is wearing a pair of reading glasses with high degrees. He looks in a bad state.

Tang Feng bowed slightly before stretching out his hand to Fan Chengru, and he said, "Hello, Mr. Fan."

Fan Chengru shook hands with him politely and said with a smile: "Haha, Tang Feng, I heard from the second son about you, the young man is very promising."

Tang Feng was quickly polite, Fan Chengru waved his hand and said, "It's all my own people, so there's no need to be polite. Let's get to the point."

Chen Yan here has prepared the accessories for the cutting machine. Fan Chengru circled the raw bloodstone and pointed to the middle section and said, "Seven-point natural, three-point manual, cut across from the middle, do not destroy the natural surface."

Liu Shunan supported Fan Chengru and said, "Uncle Master, you should sit for a while first. You will have to wait for a while."

After asking the old man to open, Chen Yan and Liu Shunan began to assemble the cutting machine. This is a small multi-purpose gantry cutting machine. It takes an hour to assemble and debug. Tang Feng, who is completely amateur, can only sit in the living room and chat with the old man.

Because Chen Yan's studio was too small, all the tools and stones were placed in the living room. After greetings, Fan Chengru said to Tang Feng: "When people are old and cannot concentrate for a long time, I will not beat around the bush. Take out your yellow stone and take out your yellow stone to see."

Tang Feng took out the black yellow raw stone in an oval trapezoid from his backpack and handed it to the old man. The old man took out a magnifying glass and looked carefully, then knocked it again, frowned and said, "The layer of stone skin on the outside is very thick. If it is really a crow skin, the inside is the old Tianhuang. Now he can only cut a hole from the side to see. If it turns out to be golden, it will be worth more than three million."

Tang Feng knew that the old man was speaking implicitly. On the other hand, if it weren't for Tian Huang, it would be the end of 300 yuan. Tang Feng said: "Or what if we can cut it open now?"

"Okay." Fan Chengru was about to get up after he finished speaking. Seeing that he was having difficulty moving, Tang Feng hurried over to support him. The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, my body is good. Go and bring me the set of carved knives in the tool box."

When Tang Feng took the whole set of carving knives, Fan Chengru was already sitting by the workbench. Although the old man looked not very energetic, his hand holding the stone was very stable. He fixed the stone firmly on the special vise.

The whole set of carving knives was placed in a wrapped leather bag. Tang Feng spread out the leather bag, and dozens of carving knives were placed in the interlayer of the leather bag. The old man took a long carving knives and stabbed them into the black stone skin steadily and vigorously. Tang Feng said, "Old Fan, I'd better do it."

"Haha." Fan Chengru said with a smile: "This is not a job of hard work. There is a lot of knowledge inside. If you put in an extra inch, you will lose tens of thousands."

The carving knife was very sharp, and the stone made a sound of tearing the rags under the cutting edge of the knife. The old man cut the stone into pieces, and a crack was cut into pieces. Tang Feng looked at the crack of the stone, and a faint yellow color appeared inside.
Chapter completed!