SFS Chapter 217
Chapter 217
Chapter 183 Keep it as a Souvenir
Fusu observed them carefully and listened to their conversation.
An old man said with emotion: "This year's harvest is not bad, thanks to God's favor."
A woman nearby also echoed: "Yes, we farmers have to rely on the weather for our livelihood."
"But as long as you work hard, you can always get by."
He took a deep breath, savoring the simplicity and sincerity from the people.
After leaving the teahouse, Fusu strolled on the streets of Xianyang, feeling the prosperity and heaviness of this ancient capital.
The sunlight shines on the bluestone slabs, reflecting mottled light and shadows.
The air was filled with the faint aroma of tea and food.
He walked along and soon came to a stall.
I saw an old man carving jade with full concentration.
His eyes were bright and the carving knife in his hand was under his skillful control.
Just like a brilliant brush, it gently strokes across the jade, leaving behind beautiful lines.
Fusu was deeply attracted by the old man's skills. He stopped, walked forward, bowed and asked.
"Old man, your carving skills are truly amazing. I wonder how many years this skill has been passed down?"
The old man raised his head and saw Fusu's approval, a smile appeared on his face.
He put down the carving knife in his hand and answered.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir."
"This jade carving technique has been passed down in our family for hundreds of years."
“Each generation of craftsmen devotes their heart and soul to carry it forward.”
After hearing this, Fusu couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the Qin Dynasty's craftsmen. He continued to ask.
"Old man, each of your jade carvings is so exquisite. I wonder how you did it?"
The old man pointed to the jade works on display at the stall and said proudly.
"These works are all made of jade raw materials carefully selected by our craftsmen."
"After multiple steps such as polishing, cutting, and carving, such a beautiful work can finally be presented."
“Each step requires a lot of effort and energy from the craftsmen.”
After hearing this, Fusu's respect for the old man increased a little more, and he bowed again.
"Old man, your skills are truly admirable."
“I wonder if I could buy one of your works as a souvenir?”
The old man smiled and nodded, picked up an exquisite jade carving from the stall, handed it to Fusu, and said.
"Since you like it, I will give it to you. I hope it will bring you good luck."
Fusu took the jade carving and looked at it carefully.
It has smooth lines and vivid shapes, and is indeed a rare masterpiece.
He was very grateful, but still insisted on leaving some money before leaving.
Then, Fusu came to a bookstore.
The store displays a wide variety of books, ranging from classics, history, and collections to poetry and songs.
Fusu walked into the store and casually flipped through an ancient book.
He immersed himself in the sea of books, feeling the wisdom and talent of the ancients.
He stayed here for a long time, and left reluctantly until it got dark.
As night falls, the lights in Xianyang city come on, and the city is brightly lit.
Fusu strolled alone on the street, his eyes attracted by the night view of the city.
The shops on both sides of the street lit up their lights and colorful lanterns were hung high.
It reflects the busy figures of people, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to Xianyang at night.
Suddenly, the sound of gongs, drums and cheers came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Fusu walked towards the sound curiously.