After saying goodbye to Mo Yijiu, Zeng Jinjin went to find Lan Caihe according to the area shown on the map. When he met Tang Yuan on the way, poor little Tang Yuan ran with sweat on his face, and gave him a pack of tissues, he wiped his sweat and thanked him repeatedly, saying that Lan Caihe was on the south side of the bamboo forest maze.

After walking briskly for more than 20 minutes, I saw that the bamboo forest maze was 100 meters away. In the distance, I saw an ancient man in blue sitting cross-legged on the ground, still playing a board and singing: "Singing Lan Caihe, the world can be geometric." The red face of the three spring trees, the passing years are a shuttle. The ancients went and never returned, but today people are coming more. Riding Luan Feng to Biluo, I saw Sangtian Sheng Baibo at dusk. The long view is bright in the sky, and the gold and silver palace is high. After the song was over, Zeng Jinjin had already arrived closer, so he stood up again and sang: "Little friend, you and I seem to have an old age, can you do me a favor?"

Zeng Jinjin's eyebrows jumped, looking at Lan Caihe, who was dressed in rags and wearing a boot and a bare foot in front of him, thinking to himself how could he still sing and assign tasks, if Mo Yijiu met such a fairy, he would not understand what he said.

"I've helped you, will you go with me to the bamboo forest to meet the Antarctic immortals?" she asked.

"Girl, it's a deal. Lan Caihe laughed, pointed to the bamboo forest maze behind him with an allegro finger, and continued to sing: "I just met a person in the forest, and that person had a big belly sore, which is really terrifying. I saw that he was pitiful, he used to squeeze pus and take drugs, and put a plaster to calm the sores, who knew that the dirty blood flowed from the stomach, oops, it was really urgent. The man screamed, asked me to draw water from the bamboo basket to flush the sores, the girl was kind-hearted, and she must find the craftsman in the museum to teach her skills, and weave it into a bamboo basket to save my life. ”

Zeng Jinjin was stunned for a moment when she heard it, and barely understood the meaning, so she was asked to go to the museum to find a master to weave a bamboo basket, so she agreed. According to the map and then to the museum, she remembered that Mo Yijiu also went to the museum, looking for a weapon master to make a bamboo sword. While walking, he didn't forget to send WeChat: "Sister Yi, I'm also coming to the museum." ”

Ding Zhengyang: "Tut-tut, why do you only report to Sister Yi?"

Shen Kexin: "I'm also talking about ...... in the museum"

Xin Haoge: "Haha! I'm also in the museum, Mr. Zeng." ”

Mo Yijiu: "What are you doing?" ”

Ding Zhengyang: "Oh, yo yo Sister Yi is scared to death, be careful that your liver is fluttering." ”

Zeng Jin turned off his phone speechlessly and continued to walk. After walking for about ten minutes, I finally arrived at the museum. There was no one at the entrance of the museum, and she couldn't ask anyone, looking at the schematic plan, divided into one hall and seven exhibition halls, she entered the hall, left and right, and picked a direction at random. Bamboo walkways, bamboo decorations, strange exhibits and advanced imaging technology, classical atmosphere and modern art collide and merge here, which is eye-opening. It was also a coincidence that I walked to the second exhibition hall in the east and saw Xin Haoge. He was sitting on a small bamboo chair with a low table in front of him, and he was lying on the table with his head bowed to weave bamboo strips, and when he saw her coming, he greeted her. At his feet were full of long bamboo poles, and an old man in ancient costume was squatting on the edge of the bamboo poles and cutting bamboo strips with a scorn knife, his movements were very neat.

"That...... Master, ask me, are you a carpenter?"

The old man raised his head and replied with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, the girl is looking for me?"

Finally found it. Zeng Jinjin breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Master, can you teach me to weave a bamboo basket?"

The old man sighed apologetically: "Oh girl, I already have an apprentice here, why don't you look in and ask the other craftsmen if they are free to teach you." ”

It turned out that there was more than one carpenter, and I continued to walk forward, and in the third exhibition hall, I saw a peasant woman in ancient costume in her forties, next to which there were shaved bamboo strips. The peasant woman sat on a chair and was weaving a basket of flowers on her knees. Zeng Jinjin thought that this was definitely arranged for her, and hurriedly went over to express her intention to learn to weave flower baskets.

The craftswoman agreed, dragged a chair to the side, and said to teach her step by step.

Zeng Jinjin remembered what Lan Caihe said just now, and he also wanted a bamboo basket to fetch water, so he asked: "Master, is there a kind of bamboo basket that will not leak?" ”

The craftswoman thought for a moment and said, "How is it possible to have a bamboo basket that does not leak water? I can only teach you to weave as carefully as possible, so that you can hold more water for a while." But you also need to learn quickly and learn well, and if you don't tie it tightly, you still can't. ”

The female craftsman really taught step by step, and now she just needs to follow her movements and draw a scoop on the gourd. But she is also really clumsy, it is very easy to watch the female carpenter make up, and it is very difficult to come by herself, half an hour has passed, and she has not even made up a bottom. Zeng Jin is desperate for herself, and the female carpenter is also anxious, nagging while teaching......

"When I was eight years old, my grandmother taught me how to weave baskets, and it was so easy to learn in one fell swoop. ”

"On our side, every girl in every family can make baskets, and there is no one who can't. ”

"Hey, look at this side is not tightened, the basket will collapse, re-knit. ”

"I'm forty-five years old, and I've never seen a girl with such clumsy hands. ”

"Ouch, I'm so tired, it's so hard to teach you. ”

"You have to be careful! How could this be worn wrong? Up and down, up and down, remember no!"

"Okay, okay, the rest is the same, you can make ten circles according to the gesture just now, and call me until you make it, and I will teach you how to do it next. When your mouth is dry, go drink saliva first. ”

Zeng Jin is about to collapse, at first I thought this aunt looked very patient, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of character, I was almost stunned. Squinted at Mu Mu, who was snickering with the camera on his back, he took a deep breath secretly, and he couldn't control the green tendons in his forehead bulging irritably.

There is news on WeChat again, and I have the strength to listen to it, it is Tang Yuan: "Help, I want to find a carpenter, but what is a craftsman?"

Zeng Jinjin saw that the female carpenter just now went to the workshop to drink water, and boldly replied: "The craftsman is the master of weaving bamboo strips, come to the museum, I am being tortured by the carpenter." ”

Over there, Tang Yuan quickly replied: "Oh, no wonder you asked me to go to a carpenter to make a bamboo gourd, I thought that the carpenter was the material." ”

This one also weaves a gourd, which feels no easier than weaving a flower basket. Zeng Jinjin felt a little comforted in his heart, but he was ashamed to feel that this kind of psychology of being comfortable when he saw others unlucky was too villainous.

After a while, Mo Yijiu also sent a voice, and Zeng Jinjin clicked on it to listen: "Today's baby, why did the craftsman torture you?"

Poof, this baby's title is suitable for such a large public talk about Sister Yi!

"I was almost disgusted and stupid, and she said I was the dumbest girl she'd ever seen. ”

Mo Yijiu didn't mean to comfort people at all: "I'll wait to see how stupid your hands are." ”

"Don't come. ”

"I'm going to come. ”

"You guys are still flirting, I'd rather be said a few words than carry the bamboo! When you are a chai jun, you kid come out to comfort me!

When I heard that Shen Kexin still had to carry a bamboo, I immediately felt that those few disgusting words were nothing at all. In the WeChat group, Chai Junshi hurriedly said that he would come over to help her carry it immediately, and when he thought of the hype relationship between the two of them, he felt that they were all dedicated idol actors, which was amazing.

Give the opportunity of exposure to friends who really have hype needs, and I won't talk to Mo Yijiu anymore, and continue to weave-edit-weave flower baskets. The female craftsman still looks angry, and she doesn't understand why her aunt is so open in front of the camera, it's really terrible.

The flower basket was woven for five hours, and in the middle, I had a simple boxed lunch with Mu Mu, and I also received Mo Yijiu's ill-intentioned visit and condolences. Mo Yijiu looked at the flower basket she weaved, and then looked at the one of the female carpenter, and said, "If you don't look at the master, you still have a good appearance, but I will definitely not buy such a flower basket." ”

“......”

Mo Yijiu's bamboo sword is actually not an easy way to make, the hilt, blade and scabbard are indispensable, and they also have to be plated and lacquered to tie the tassels.

At half past one in the afternoon, Zeng Jinjin made a basket of flowers and went to find Lan Caihe. It's the hottest time of the day, but it's still cool under the shade of bamboo. Carrying the shade back to the south entrance of the bamboo forest labyrinth, Lan Caihe came out of the forest and sang: "Girl, let me wait, quickly follow me to the lake to basket the lake water." ”

Zeng Jinjin followed Lan Caihe to the lake, Lan Caihe flicked his sleeves, carried the bamboo basket and immersed it in the water, and waited for the lake to fill the bamboo basket, and then picked it up.

"Boom, la......" The lake water leaked all at once, and it was very embarrassing to see it.

Lan Caihe shook his head in distress and sang, "How good is this? Zeng Jinjin was just about to say something, but Lan Caihe had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said with a smile: "Ah! There is a way! Girl, you can help me pick some lotus leaves, and I can hold water at the bottom of the basket, isn't it?"

Zeng Jinjin said a good way, but in his heart he wanted to pick a lotus leaf and asked her to do it. Fortunately, she is long, and she stretches out her hand by pulling the railing by the lake, and she can pick up a few lotus leaves. I picked a big one and took it off and handed it to Lan Caihe. Lan Caihe took the lotus leaves and smiled, and put the lotus leaves at the bottom of the basket one by one, and this time, he successfully hit a basket of water. He staggered the basket full of water to Zeng Jinjin, but this time he didn't sing again: "Okay, girl, you help me carry this basket of water to save the man with a belly sore, who is in the middle of the bamboo maze." As for me, first go to the place you said to find the Antarctic immortal, you will come back after you save people, remember to bring a bamboo basket. With that, he swaggered away.

Zeng Jinjin listened to it with a sweat, picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat and said tremblingly: "Damn, I still have to break into the maze here, I'm an idiot in the direction." ”