Just the thought of it was stunningly cool.
Thinking this way,
Chen Yun took out a bunch of tools he brought back from Shucheng, as well as some woodworking tools that the boss of Xianghe Real Estate Jiangnan Branch had sent over last night.
The first rays of the morning sun penetrated the thin mist and gently spilled into Chen Yun's vibrant courtyard.
The little dog Bai Jin excitedly ran around him, sometimes curiously sniffing the wood, and sometimes joyfully chasing his own tail, adding a lively atmosphere to this serene setting.
As the carving knife rose and fell, tiny wood shavings gently floated to the ground, intertwining with the dew on the ground, making the scene particularly lively and interesting.
The giant bone snake fish seemed to be drawn to this concentration too, occasionally approaching the shore as if it too were admiring this silent art creation.