"If you'd like to learn calligraphy, you can learn from me."
Liu Yihang already had calligraphy experience with Chen Yiping, so in a sense he was Chen's student, but he just didn't know it.
Moreover, he didn't have the money, time, or energy to learn these things in his previous life, so he's very willing to learn from a master now that he has the opportunity, since he has a lot of free time in college.
Yunyin naturally had no objections; she was naturally calm and loved calligraphy.
The two immediately said, "I do."
"I want to learn."
Chen Yiping happily patted himself down; he hadn't brought much with him today.
He could only awkwardly say, "I was in a hurry to leave today and didn't bring anything. I'll make up for the gifts next time."
"You're too kind, madam. It should be the two of them who should give you the apprenticeship ceremony. Do you think we need to prepare sacrificial offerings and hold a ceremony or something?"
Lin Guihua remembers that in the past, when craftsmen in the village took on apprentices, they would have a formal apprenticeship ceremony, which required preparing three kinds of sacrificial animals and nine kinds of gifts.
Chen Yiping didn't care about such things. With his status, he no longer valued material possessions. He had more wealth than he could spend in several lifetimes.
“These are all old customs, they’re not fashionable now, so we don’t need to stick to these old traditions. I’ll accept these three calligraphy pieces from you two as a gift for your apprenticeship.”
Lin Guihua was a little embarrassed, wondering what was so good about her two children's handwriting.
So she brought over two cups of tea and handed them to Liu Yihang and Yunyin, indicating that they should offer the tea to their master.
The two men were about to kneel down to offer tea when Chen Yiping stopped them.
“The old ways are no longer in vogue. Offering tea is enough. We are nominally master and disciple, but we are just walking together on the road of life for a while. You are still yourselves.”
At this moment, Liu Yihang was quite impressed with this energetic old man. With such an attitude towards life, it was no wonder that he was a master.
After the two exchanged tea tastings, Chen Yiping took a sip, thus confirming their master-disciple relationship.
Before leaving, Chen Yiping took away the three calligraphy works written by Liu Yihang and Yunyin, looking like he had found a treasure, and carefully put them away.
Everyone was somewhat disillusioned; was this old man really a master?
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