As the host, Chen Feng stood aside and invited everyone in.
But no one dared to move.
Are you touched that I invited you as a guest?
He didn't dare to move, didn't dare to move.
Everyone had heard what Old Guo had said just now. They had heard it clearly.
They were artists, celebrities, and millionaires who could earn tens of millions from a single show.
But they were also afraid, afraid of fishing boats, afraid of dirt.
What he was more afraid of was the official naming.
The direct consequence of the official naming was very likely to be a ban.
If that happened, their careers as artistes would be over.
And now, there was such a big secret hidden in this courtyard. If they rashly entered, they might say something that they shouldn't have said or take photos of.
It was very likely that his life would be over!
Who dared to move?
Even though Old Guo had seen great storms, he took two steps forward and said,"Little brother, may I know your name and how to address you?”
Chen Feng smiled." Ms. Guo, you're too polite. My name is Chen Feng. Please come in."”
"Mr. Chen, is it convenient?" Old Guo thought for a moment.”After saying that, he looked at the cameramen and machines behind him.
" No worries." Chen Feng waved his hand. I've already finished packing, but my courtyard is small and can't accommodate so many people. Follow me.”
"Understood, understood." Old Guo led the guests inside.
Wang Zhenghao finally managed to catch his breath and quickly began to set up."Number three and number two, stay behind and take some pictures of the nearby scenery…Forget it, stop taking pictures.”
He thought about it. Old Guo wasn't here. If he filmed something that he shouldn't have, he might be sent in. It was better not to film.
"No. 1, follow! Everyone, cheer up! Once Ms. Guo made a gesture, she would immediately turn off her phone and enter the commercial!”
"Got it!"
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There were only four stone stools on the stone table in the courtyard. Chen Feng, the host, sat on the recliner. The remaining four stone stools belonged to the four oldest ones-Old Guo, Old Yu, Old Huang, and Old He.
The remaining few juniors, Reba, Peng Peng, Little Sister Zi Feng, and Guo Qilin could only sit in the small folding stool.
Wang Zheng shook his phone and winked at Old Guo.
It meant that Ms. Hunt had to continue with the livestream!
Guo Degang's face turned red. However, he had no choice but to take out his phone and say to Chen Feng,""Mr. Chen, look…"
" Teacher Guo," Chen Feng said with a smile." If you want to make a call, then go ahead."”
"It's not a phone call…It's a live broadcast…Is it convenient for you?" Old Guo shook his head.”
Chen Feng pondered for a moment. There was nothing that he couldn't show others. This entire courtyard was filled with his own works."Ms. Hunt, please help yourself. Also, I'm much younger than you. It's not appropriate for you to call me Mr. Hunt.”
Old Guo was used to running around the world. He waved his hand repeatedly."A master is a teacher, not to mention a master craftsman like Mr. Chen who has mastered high-end craftsmanship. Regardless of age, it's only right to address him as Mr. Chen.”
After receiving Chen Feng's approval, Old Guo passed his phone to his son without batting an eyelid and gave him a meaningful glance.
Guo Qilin quickly turned on his phone.
Light returned to the live broadcast room.
"Eh? Has the rain stopped? Is the sun out?"
"The person above has a strange brain!"
"Is the rain worth advertising? Can you use your brain?"
Guo Qilin waved his hand at the audience." Hello, everyone. There was an accident with our machine just now. Now, we have a new phone. Once the phone is changed, we can't wait to meet everyone."”
The various sceneries in the courtyard appeared in front of the audience. Some sharp-eyed people immediately flooded the screen,
"Hey, are we already in the courtyard? Look, that big copper vat in the middle!"
" And the pomegranate tree?!"
"Aiya, is Little Brother here?"
"I want to see Little Brother!"
"Little brother."
"Little brother!"
"Little brother!"
Guo Qilin awkwardly looked at Reba and the others beside him and could only turn the camera of his phone away.
At this moment, Chen Feng was chatting with Old Guo and the others.
"You've come from afar. Please take a seat. I'll go make some tea…"
"Don't stand on ceremony…We're here to broaden our horizons, so we're inviting you, aren't we?" Old Guo quickly stopped him.”
Chen Feng wasn't stupid. After yesterday's incident, his own matter and the fan's matter had already spread to every corner of the city.
Guo Degang's goal was obvious.
Chen Feng took out the folding fan from his sleeve and handed it to Old Guo.""Sorry to embarrass you. Please take a look."
Old Guo took it in his trembling hand and touched it carefully. It was smooth and smooth without any obstruction.
It was like an old fan that had been played with for more than ten years, or even a hundred years, and it was already as gentle as jade.
However, the color of the bamboo was still very new, which meant that this fan was definitely not more than a year old.
This could only mean that the craftsman who made this fan was extremely skilled.
Yu Qian handed over his fan.
Elder Guo held it in his hand and showed it to Huang Lei and He Jiong.
"Look, Teacher Yu's fan is darker in color, so it's obvious that you've been playing with it for a long time…Senior martial brother, how long has this fan been here?”
Teacher Yu thought for a moment." It's been more than a year since it came to me. There was another master who said that it had been in my hands for six to seven years.”
"Take a look at Mr. Chen's fan. Judging from its quality, it's definitely not more than a year old, but it feels much better than Teacher Yu's!”
Old Guo looked at the fan and then at Chen Feng. He could not help but be convinced."Mr. Chen, it's really a masterpiece!”
Chen Feng smiled." It's just a game. It's not worth showing off."”
Old Guo placed Yu Qian's fan down and slowly opened Chen Feng's fan.
The pure white fan was as bright as snow, emitting a fragrance of plants and herbs.
Old Guo gently twirled the fan with his hand. He felt that the seemingly smooth fan had a very fine grid feeling in his hand, and it was also very elastic and tough.
He couldn't help but sigh,"It's indeed mulberry paper!" But how could such quality mulberry bark paper be so new? Mulberry bark paper of this quality could only be found in the Ming and Qing dynasties!”
Although mulberry bark paper was very tough, after hundreds of years, there would always be some slight changes.
It was paper after all.
Chen Feng smiled." Teacher Guo, you are indeed an expert. You can tell the truth with a single glance." These mulberry bark papers were not from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but from last year's Qingming Festival. This year, it just matured, so I made this fan.”、
When Old Guo heard this, he could not believe his ears."Is this the new paper from last year? How was this possible? I've seen mulberry bark paper before. The mulberry bark paper produced by modern technology is more or less yellowish, and the lines are slightly slanted. Your paper is not only as white as new, but the lines are also extremely clear! How many processes was this mulberry bark paper made from?!”
Chen Feng smiled." Why don't you make a guess?"”
Old Guo caressed the fan." I've seen thirty-three processes before. It's far from this. This paper has at least a dozen more processes. This is forty-five processes?”
Chen Feng shook his head.
"Too much or too little?"
"There are more than forty-five."
Hearing Chen Feng's reply, Old Guo was shocked.
"I can't guess. Please enlighten me.”
This was Old Guo's strength. If he didn't know, then he didn't know. He didn't have to fight head-on. In the end, he would be the one who lost face.
Chen Feng approached Old Guo and said softly,""This is mulberry bark paper with 72 processes.”
Ouch!
Old Guo cried out in surprise and sat on the ground.
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