Chapter 501: Chapter 501: Among any three people walking, I will find a teacher in one of them
I am young enough!
It is because I am young that I have capital, I can work day and night on this creation, I can rest for a while, or even without resting, I can hurry and carve it out, but you canāt, because you donāt have this capital, so you canāt.
Everyone heard the meaning behind those words and couldnāt help but chuckle.
What an arrogant girl!
Yu Zhenās face turned beet red with irritation.
"How could Craftmaster Yu have such an idea, could it be that your...," Wufu looked at his Guanyin statue and deliberately elongated her speech.
Isnāt it that you judge others by your own standard, wondering if there is dirt on oneself first?
Yu Zhenās eyes flickered for a moment, and he snorted coldly, "I have not yet reached the point where I need help." Having said that, he flung his sleeves and returned to Qu Liuās side.
He realized that he never won a war of words with Wufu, the more he spoke, the more errors heād make, and to avoid accidentally falling into her trap, it was better to speak less.
"Craftmaster Yu is really petty," Wufu purposely muttered, but loud enough for everyone to hear.
Uh...
People didnāt want to criticize Yu Zhen openly, after all, his master was a great craftsman too, and since they had to see each other on a regular basis, they preferred not to offend unnecessarily.
Thus, everyone cleverly began discussing their own works, with some bold enough to ask about the relief technique Wufu used.
Generally speaking, each craftsman has their own personal skills, which are their livelihood, and they seldom share them with others.
But Wufu didnāt think this way, she had nothing to hide; on the contrary, she preferred to teach everything she knew, to let more people learn and pass it down generation after generation.
This wasnāt to say that Wufu was foolishly generous or trying to play the good person, but coming from the future, she naturally knew that the number of craftspeople working in traditional crafts was diminishing, and not all due to the changes of the times, but perhaps also because the crafts had not been passed down.
So, for these peers who asked questions, she spared no detail in her explanations, and when she had questions of her own, she also asked, turning what was supposed to be a moment of appreciating works into a grand exchange of skills.
Some merchants grew restless and came up on stage to examine the works. Those who loved carving or played with it occasionally joined the conversation between the craftsmen upon hearing it.
The entire assembly was buzzing with conversation.
And in the center of the crowd, that young girl, sometimes tilting her head to listen, sometimes laughing out loud, sometimes speaking eloquently, her vibrant and radiant face left a deep impression in many peopleās hearts.
"Looking at her, Little Fox is actually quite pretty," Hoo Die said, holding a bag of candied fruits and looking down.
Su Luo quite agreed, "She has grown up!"
Ah Jiu, however, sipped her tea and contradicted, itās not about growing up; itās her confidence that makes her shine.
"They say that listening to a gentlemanās words is more valuable than reading books for ten years; indeed, one cannot innovate in a craft in isolation, only through interaction with others can one see oneās deficiencies." Jin Yu, deeply grateful, made a formal bow to Wufu, "Miss Wufu, accept my gratitude for your teachings today."
Wufu stepped aside and smiled, "Young Master Yu, you really mustnāt be so formal, we are all learning from each other. You, me, him, as the saying goes, āAmong any three people walking, I will find something to learn for sure.ā By complementing each otherās strengths and pointing out weaknesses, I believe everyoneās craftsmanship will reach new heights."
Everyone nodded in agreement, cheerfully addressing each other as brothers and sisters, the atmosphere congenial and peaceful, as if this wasnāt a competition, and they all seemed to forget that they were rivals here.
But what of it if they are rivals? If a rival teaches me a skill, they become my teacher.