monster restaurant

It is difficult to paint the skin of a tiger to paint the bones, and it is difficult to paint the heart when painting the picture of a person.

This artistic creation is actually the same.Painting, jade carving, wood carving, bone carving, etc. are all similar. The easiest thing to succeed is the shape, and the least successful thing is to enrich the spirituality of your own artwork.

Generally, painters, jade carvers, wood carvers, etc. who have reached the "teacher" generation are small achievers. These people will be respected by most people, and they can even preach and teach, and become a higher level of existence. .And when they stand at different heights, the treatment they encounter will naturally be different. Most people have to "please" them.

Mr. Apple Tree and Mr. Wu sometimes lived in the mountains with Mr. Wu, and sometimes walked in the world. Naturally, he met all kinds of people. He had some friendship with a woodcarver by chance. He thought that this person had good skills, maybe Can meet the requirements of the boss, so I contacted in private.At that time, the woodcarver said that he had to think about it, and asked for the address of the restaurant, but he came here by himself, which caught everyone by surprise.

The pagoda has been carved, but the identity of the little ant is kept secret, and everyone in the restaurant will not tell it, let alone the customers.

Faced with the questioning of this 40-year-old man with strong hands, fair face and elegant temperament, Mr. Apple Tree had no choice but to push Li Qingming out and hide himself behind.In addition to imitating others, this apple tree himself is very simple, and he is relatively slow in understanding things related to feelings, so he naturally hides behind Li Qingming.

"This is soda." Li Qingming didn't offer tea, he pushed the soda cup forward, and said gently, "You can try it."

Probably Li Qingming's temperament is too mysterious. The woodcarver was extremely disdainful of this kind of soda that costs a few dollars outside. He picked up the cup and took a sip, then showed a strange emotion, and drank it again. One sip, and the next attitude will be much better.

No one had thought of this point. It turns out that soda can not only calm nervous monsters, but also human beings?

"Now I believe that you are not an ordinary person, no wonder I let him be a waiter." The woodcarver said slowly, "My name is Woodcarving, and my surname is Mu. You can call me whatever you want. I want to know which master carved it This pagoda seems to be able to endow the pagoda with the spirit, this is a very tall arm, even now I have no ability to endow the work with the spirit, I just barely touch the threshold."

In fact, even if this is the case, this woodcarver's achievements are also very powerful. You must know that bestowing spirits is easy to say, but it is very difficult to sit up.Once the spirit is successfully endowed, the woodcarver pours his heart and soul into every piece of work. A work with such a trace of spirituality is like a magic weapon, and it is even easier to produce a magic weapon. Such a woodcarver can be called a master and should be a national treasure. Level one exists.

It's just that the author of Li Qingming's pagoda is a little ant, which he absolutely can't say.

"It's inconvenient to tell you." Li Qingming said bluntly, "But you have come to the restaurant from a long distance, but we can't neglect you. The guest room is ready, and you can rest here for a few days." The entire building They are all owned by Li Qingming, and he is not short of money. Of course, how to make them comfortable and how to decorate them. Excluding the rooms where everyone lives in the restaurant, there is still a lot of vacancy, but the place near the top floor must not be used by outsiders, because some people wake up every morning. You have to go to hang clothes poles in a hurry to practice.

The master can always be willful. The woodcarver thought he was worse than the other party, so he didn't ask any questions, and obediently went to the guest room.

After settling down the guests, Li Qingming began to arrange the next thing, "As the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, we will take advantage of the opportunity to organize activities and give customers a discount. Although most customers do not celebrate the festival, we can launch a few that can Mooncakes for snacks. Cantonese-style, Hong Kong-style and other mooncakes are prepared. I have already written the ingredients, and Azhe will be responsible for going out to buy them. The mooncakes are all made by hand. When the time comes, everyone will come and help!"

Cantonese-style mooncakes have complicated ingredients, but making them is not too difficult. Hong Kong-style ice-skin mooncakes are even easier to make. There are also puff pastry cloud-legged mooncakes. This tastes great, but there are many steps involved in making them. For the first time, it needs to be reconciled step by step.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, the gifts that should be given should be prepared in advance. Li Qingming specially thought about the people he knew, and wrote a list, and the restaurant prepared gifts according to this list.When writing the word "Mr. Feng", Li Qingming thought about it and crossed it out with a pen, but Jin Long naturally didn't write it.Looking at the paper world on the counter, Li Qingming pointed a drop of water and threw it in. The world is still incomplete, and he needs to add a little bit from time to time, hoping to have the opportunity to see a complete world in the future.

Holding a round piece of dough in his hand, Zhang Beiji ran over with a smile and said, "I remember we still have a bottle of rose sauce, which must be delicious for filling. Boss, would you like to make mooncakes too? It's very interesting." "Two hundred and five said happily, picked up Li Qingming's water cup and poured a stomach full of soda, then hurriedly took the flower sauce and ran back to the kitchen.

Because the kitchen was too noisy, the Tibetan mastiff that was sleeping in its kennel shook its head and crawled out, and ran briskly to Li Qingming's feet to continue sleeping.But Li Qingming quickly stood up and went to the kitchen to make mooncakes.The Tibetan Mastiff could only hide himself under the counter, pretending that he did not hear the noise.

Ying Long is indeed an expert at making noodles, not only can he know how to make noodles of various colors, but he also makes dough skins of various colors, which are very beautifully placed on the plate.Li Qingming made the simplest snow skin mooncake, put it in the refrigerator and chill it, and it will be ready to eat after a while.

"I don't think it's better than this. Recently, the gifts in our restaurant have replaced dim sum with mooncakes. When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, we will sell mooncakes exclusively." Li Qingming took out the frozen snowskin mooncakes, took a bite, and praised, "The taste is really good."

All kinds of mooncakes are quickly baked, placed in safe wooden food boxes, and stacked in the corner, as if forming a mooncake wall.

At dinner in the evening, the little monsters looked at the snacks on the counter very curiously. Li Qingming picked out some particularly small varieties and gave them to fill their stomachs, promising to give them a box when they paid.Xiaopang held the moon cake in his hand, and the little monster puffed out his round bun face, and said happily, "I know, I miss my relatives a lot during the festive season."

The little guy ran back to his father's arms with short legs. The small mooncakes were divided into several portions, and the whole family could have a bite.

Dingling, Dingling, the sound of the wind chime at the door suddenly changed.Li Qingming looked up and saw Riyoushen standing there, raised his hand and hit a wave of spiritual energy, which split into two bundles halfway, one bundle entered Li Qingming's body, and the other bundle entered the stupa. It flickered brightly, then fell silent.Before Li Qingming could speak, Ri Youshen had already left in a flash, followed by a box of mooncakes that disappeared.

This kind of scene is really too weird, the wood carving is just an ordinary person, not suitable to appear in the restaurant lobby, so Mr. Apple Tree is now accompanying him to chat in the room.Wood carving is a person who has dedicated his whole life to the wood carving industry. Even when he is chatting, he will play with a very small wood carving and glance at it from time to time.

"Is this also your work?" Mr. Apple Tree couldn't help asking when he saw that the woodcarving was always looking at the work in his hands intentionally or unintentionally.

After a little hesitation, the woodcarving nodded and said, "This is my best work, but unfortunately it still doesn't work." He spread his palms and showed Mr. Apple Tree the woodcarving in his hand.

This is a villain with the length of a finger. The whole body is pitch black and lifelike. The muscles on his body are well-defined. Mr. Apple Tree blinked. He always felt that there should be bones and internal organs that have been successfully carved under the muscles of this villain. Even down to blood vessels.If it is just to make the work have a spirit, then the degree of effort is really too great, from head to toe, it looks like a real person, maybe giving him a spirit can make him come back to life.

"It's already great." Mr. Apple Tree said sincerely.

Shaking his head slightly, the woodcarving sighed and said: "This is not enough, I just touched the threshold, but I can feel that my method should be wrong, otherwise I should have been able to achieve this level. It's a pity that there are too few contemporary woodcarvers. I have only seen one spiritual woodcarving, which is the pagoda on the counter of your store. I wonder if I can put my woodcarving next to that pagoda... I can wait for your store to close..."

Mr. Apple Tree couldn't decide on this matter, so he secretly contacted Li Qingming, who nodded in agreement.So when all the customers in the restaurant had left, Mr. Apple Tree led the wood carvings to the restaurant lobby, and the latter immediately walked to the side of the pagoda impatiently, and at the same time carefully placed his work beside him, with fanaticism in his eyes Looking at the pagoda bit by bit with a magnifying glass, he studied it carefully.

Holding a large bowl of rice, Zhang Beibei secretly looked over while picking up vegetables for himself, then leaned into Li Qingming's ear and whispered: "Boss, what is he looking at?"

"Look at the spirit." Seeing Erbaiwu's confused expression, Li Qingming explained in a low voice, "Spirit is a kind of thought power belonging to the artist, similar to positive energy, but it is also connected with our aura. Works with spirit are very good Magical artifacts can also protect ordinary people, prevent evil from invading, and so on."

Sitting on a chair beside him, Li Lianyuan explained in a childlike voice: "It's like the difference between a plant in nature and a plant that has enlightened intelligence. It is very unlikely that humans will endow dead things with such abilities, unless it is Super master."

"Oh." Zhang BeiJi felt that he still didn't quite understand, but he was quickly attracted by the food on the table and stopped thinking about that question.

The woodcarving over there could have had dinner with everyone, but he was so busy looking at the stupa and studying his own woodcarving that he didn't even have time to eat.In a trance, he saw a faint fluorescent light from the stupa, enveloping his whole body in it, and the warm power erupted from the relic, which began to cleanse his heart, and slowly dig out the story hidden in the deepest part of his heart Come out and draw the curtain before his eyes.

"Uncle and aunt are very kind to me. Don't worry about learning art. I'll wait for you at home." The gentle man smiled with crooked eyebrows, and there were two very smooth crutches beside him. He said with a smile, " Those are your parents, what else can you worry about, they will take good care of me. The crutch you gave me is very useful...I like it very much."

"Then you must wait for me to come back!" The young boy said stubbornly, "I will definitely become a super woodcarving master, and when the time comes, I will carve out spiritual works for you and nourish your legs... You, you will definitely Stand up and trust me!"

"Okay, I believe you." The man waved at the boy and watched him leave.

The young boy left his hometown full of enthusiasm and went to join the woodcarving master. He was not afraid of hardship or tiredness. He studied woodcarving skills day and night. Others studied for eight hours a day, and he studied for sixteen hours until the master felt that he had nothing to teach him. He came home.

Back then he promised to become a master woodcarver, but he didn't succeed, so he returned home so depressed, and saw the man whose legs were getting thinner and his muscles were withering, he found that he had no reason to be depressed, he had to work harder and continue to work hard, even if it was Already crazy...