Five minutes later, he put away his notebook.
"Final task, don't stick to copying, write"Tao Te Ching - Chapter One"according to your own volition."
Li Shi tidied up the copywriting that had already dried, laid out another fresh piece of rice paper, and without any preparation, dipped his brush in the ink. Just then, the ringtone of the cell phone lingered in the air.
He put down the brush and picked up the phone. It was Wang Jian Mu, whom he had recently met in Beijing, calling.
"Brother, are you busy? That replica of the Yue King Gou Jian Sword you mentioned last time, I have asked the Sword Casting Workshop's master about it. He said it's not a problem, especially since what you want is a brand-new Yue King Gou Jian Sword, there's no need to simulate antiquity and age it, so the difficulty is not great, it just needs a bit of time."
