Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Searching for Seed Materials, Master of Miniature Sculpting

The night was dark, but the lights of Xianyunzhai were bright and clear.

Jiang Zhuo took out the Hotan white jade seed material from the safe and carefully placed it on the long table covered with velvet.Lu Jingyang stood aside, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, breathing very softly, for fear of disturbing the jade stone that contained centuries-old secrets.

“Wei Kun said, secretly mark it under Qinban.” Jiang Zhuo’s voice was low, and his fingertips gently brushed the maroon Qin color on the surface of the seed material.The clear color is like a touch of natural rouge, with soft lines blooming under the light. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t find any abnormalities at all.

Lu Jingyang immediately handed over the magnifying glass.Jiang Zhuo took it and adjusted the angle so that the light hit Qinban diagonally.The light penetrated the jade and revealed a tiny, tiny scratch on the edge of the jade.It is the character “Tang”, and the strokes are as thin as hair. It is impossible to detect it without strong light.

“Found it!” Lu Jingyang whispered, his eyes filled with excitement, “It’s the word ‘Tang’!”

Jiang Zhuo’s eyes lit up, and he gently rubbed his fingertips along the carvings.It feels slightly sunken, which is exactly where Wei Kun mentioned the micropores.He tried to probe gently with a silver needle. As soon as the needle tip touched the depression, it was blocked by a force of resistance. The jade stopper indeed fit perfectly.

“No, ordinary tools are useless.” Jiang Zhuo frowned, “Forcibly prying will only destroy the jade plug and micro holes, and the secret edict will be ruined.”

Lu Jingyang also frowned: “What should we do? Wei Kun said he wanted special jade carving tools, but where can we find such things?”

At this moment, Jiang Zhuo’s cell phone rang.It was Lu Chen’s call.

“I have heard about the secret edict.” Lu Chen’s voice came through the receiver, with his usual calmness, “There are not many people who can decipher the craftsmanship of hollow silk-embedded Tibetan slips nowadays, but I do know a master craftsman.”

Jiang Zhuo’s eyes lit up: “Who?”

“My surname is Chen, my name is Chen Mo, and I am known as ‘Ghost Hand Chen’.” Lu Chen said, “I repaired jade in the Forbidden City in my early years. I am very skilled in micro carving and am best at handling the delicate work in jade. However, this old man has a weird temper. He lives in seclusion in an old house on the outskirts of the city all year round and does not like to meet strangers.”

“Address.” Jiang Zhuo said concisely.

Lu Chen reported the address and added: “The old man likes aged Pu’er tea. You can bring some over there, maybe you can please him. In addition, the remnants of the Xuanshi Society are still watching you. I will send a car to take you there. Please pay attention to your safety.”

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang looked at each other and saw hope in each other’s eyes.

The next morning, at dawn, the two of them took the prepared aged Pu’er and got into the car sent by Lu Chen.The road on the outskirts of the city was winding. The car drove all the way to the foot of the mountain and saw an old house with blue bricks and black tiles. There were a few green bamboos planted at the door of the courtyard, which gave it a sense of tranquility.

Knock on the door and go in. There are many half-polished jade articles in the yard. A white-haired old man is sitting in front of the stone table, holding a jade carving knife as thin as a hair in his hand, carving something on a jade pendant intently.

“Hello, Mr. Chen.” Jiang Zhuo stepped forward and handed the Pu’er tea respectfully, “We were introduced by Lu Chen and would like to ask you a favor.”

Chen Mo didn’t even raise his head, he just glanced at the box of Pu’er, then looked at the two of them: “What can I do for you?”

Jiang Zhuo placed the Hotan seeds on the stone table, pointed at the secret mark of the word “Tang” under the Qinban, and briefly explained the cause and effect.

Hearing the words “Hollow Silk Inlaid Tibetan Paper” and “Tang Ying”, Chen Mo’s hands paused and he finally raised his head.His eyes fell on the seed material, and a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

“Tang Ying’s craftsmanship…” Chen Mo murmured to himself, stretched out his hand to pick up the seed material, and looked at the skylight carefully, “It is indeed a lost craft.”

He rubbed the secret mark on the seed material and pondered for a moment before looking at Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang: “This job is difficult. It will take at least three days to take out the secret edict without damaging the quality of the jade. Moreover, I have a condition.”

“Say it,” Jiang Zhuo said.

“After taking out the secret edict, you must tell me the details of this craft, and I will record it and leave it to future generations.” Chen Mo had a trace of persistence in his eyes, “The craftsmanship of our ancestors cannot be cut off like this.”

“No problem.” Jiang Zhuo agreed without hesitation.

Chen Mo nodded, stood up and walked into the back room, quickly taking out a set of tools.The set of tools was extremely small, and the blade was as thin as the tip of a needle, shining coldly in the sun.

“You go back first,” Chen Mo said, “come back and pick it up in three days. During these three days, I will work quietly and not receive anyone.”

Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang looked at each other and nodded.They know that this kind of delicate work should not be disturbed.

When we walked out of the old house, the sun was already filling the mountains and forests.Lu Jingyang breathed a long sigh of relief: “I hope Mr. Chen can succeed.”

Jiang Zhuo looked at the green mountains in the distance, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes: “Yes.”

What they didn’t know was that after they left, a black shadow flashed past on a big tree opposite the old house.

The people from the Xuanshi Society still followed.

A battle over the secret edict is quietly starting.