Section 372 I suddenly remembered that I still owed 100 million dollars. [3,000 words]
Each piece of wood is polished as smooth as a mirror, as if it has been pulped.
The wood surface is smooth as a mirror, and the sharp points are sharpened into arcs, which is extremely comfortable to the touch and will not hurt the little doll's fragile fingers.
This is the humanistic sentiment inherited by the ancient carpenters.
If you take a closer look at ancient style furniture, you will find that the interior of ancient furniture, even if it is not visible a few times in a lifetime, has been carefully polished.
The carpenter's standard is such that no matter how much the user reaches out, even if it hits the inside, it will not be injured.
Qin Huai naturally wouldn't be careless.
After all, it is a child's toy, and it should be more careful.
'Rustle'
When the relatively simple twelve Luban locks were made, Qin Huai began to paint each wooden strip of the Luban lock.
In the rubbing of the palm, the ordinary mahogany is dyed with a layer of delicate color and begins to be reborn.
In fact, lacquer art is, to a large extent, a kind of rebirth.
In other words, the essence of lacquer art is to be reborn.
Originally an ordinary appliance embryo, after layers of scraping, mounting, and shaping, the ordinary embryo has been transformed into a smooth and delicate beautiful artwork like a mirror in Pinghu.
You can even add a delicate painting to lacquerware to add to its style.
"It's done. ”
Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief and carefully placed the twelve wooden strips in the shade.
I originally wanted to make ninety-nine, but the workload was too high, and ninety-nine roots, it is estimated that the two cute babies will cry angrily.
Therefore, Qin Huai did not do more.
I just made another one of the same paragraphs.
It can allow Xiaoya and Xiaoru to assemble and play at the same time.
Of course.
The numbers of the two sets of Luban locks are not the same.
lest there be confusion.
After you are done.
Qin Huai quietly looked at the small lacquerware in a daze, falling into deep thought.
In the history of flower growers, lacquerware played an important role in the beginning.
Emperor Shun once wanted to use lacquerware to make bowls, but was stopped by Nengchen.
It is said that once Emperor Shun uses the lacquer bowl, ordinary chopsticks will not be worthy of the lacquer bowl, and he will want gold chopsticks, and replace them with gold chopsticks, and the house must be luxurious and luxurious to be worthy, so step by step, he will become a king who only cares about enjoyment and luxury.
When Emperor Shun heard this, he immediately dispelled the idea of using a lacquer bowl and obediently used an ordinary wooden bowl to eat.
From this story, it is known that 5,000 years ago, lacquerware was a symbol of luxury.
But after the advent of porcelain, lacquerware became a beauty that fell out of favor......
From now on.
Porcelain is unique to the favor of the flower-growing family, and lacquerware can only be stained once in the rain and dew once in a while, and even used as an embellishment in the corner.
Even more exaggerated......
Lacquerware accompanied the flower growers from 7,000 to 2,000 years ago, but there is only one book describing lacquerware, "Lacquer Record", and there are countless books describing porcelain, and the treatment can be described as one heaven and one underground.
I have to say that there is a little bit of misery.
Qin Huai smiled slightly.
Although it is miserable, after all, the flower growers still remember the thousands of years they have been amazing.
In order to repay their ancestors who have amazed China for thousands of years.
Qin Huai felt that he should concentrate on creating a grandmaster-level lacquer art work.
While thinking.
Shang Ya carefully pushed open the door, followed by two cute babies: "Mr. Qin, it's time to eat." ”
Xiaoru didn't speak.
Xiaoya also learned the same, with a milky voice: "Mr. Qin, it's time to eat." ”
Qin Huai smiled slightly, squatted down, and pinched Xiaoya's somewhat baby fat face.
"Hmmm......"
Shang Shangya's eyes fell on the parts of the Luban lock, and she couldn't help but be stunned: "Mr. Qin, are you sure about these, can you use them as toys for children?" ”
Shang Ya thought that Qin Huai's little brother should be able to make the simplest six-way Luban lock.
Outcome......
Qin Huai's little brother just wants to make things difficult for his own son and daughter, right?
Hear the words.
Qin Huai was a little weak-hearted and tried to fool him with a bright smile, but he was stared at by Shang Ya all the time, and he still showed his trap.
"It should ...... It doesn't matter, Xiaoru Xiaoya is so smart, she will play for ten days and half a month. ”
Let's talk about it.
Qin Huai took the lead and prepared to go out to eat.
After all, when I coaxed the little padded jacket just now, I promised the little padded jacket to go out to eat and play.
As a great father, Qin Huai couldn't break his word.
Therefore, tonight, he decided to go out to eat, and by the way, he took Xiaoya to visit the night market and go to the Qinhuai River to see the lanterns.
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On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the cool breeze is blowing.
Qin Huai's family of four sat in the private room by the window on the third floor, waiting for the delicious xiaolongbao.
The sky is already dark, the lights are everywhere, and in the Qinhuai River, the painted boats are separated from the ripples, and the rippling soft waves are quiet and euphemistic.
Zhu Ziqing once said: The water in the Qinhuai River is blue and cloudy, it looks thick but not greasy, maybe it is condensed by the gold powder of the Six Dynasties?
Qin Huai's gaze retracted from the gentle and hazy and dream-like Qinhuai River, and glanced at Shang Ya.
Both smiled.
"Eat slowly, don't drip sugar on your skirt. ”
Xiao Ya snorted twice in her nose, there was no time to answer, her chubby little hand clenched a good-looking sugar painting, and licked it with satisfaction, this is the sugar painting stall set up by the old man Qin Huai once knew, and now the old man is still alive, still selling sugar paintings under the soaphorn tree, and the sugar painting in Xiao Ya's hand was painted by Qin Huai himself - after all, this way can he paint half of the smaller one, so that Xiao Ya can eat a little less sugar.
Well......
Qin Huai is so scheming.
As for Qin Jiuru, he dislikes his sister as always.
It didn't take long for a while.
Steaming xiao long bao is served.
Xiaoya's sugar painting was placed in the cup, staring at Xiaolongbao with blank eyes.
I saw that the outer layer of xiao long bao was thinner than rice paper, and when it was clamped, it fell into a drop shape, and the filling inside was a skin jelly made of broth, which melted into a delicious soup after steaming.
At this time.
The delicious soup rolls inside the thin skin and seems to crack, but this is just the appearance, and in fact, the skin thinner than rice paper is very tough.
Qin Huai picked up the chopsticks and first pinched a xiaolongbao for Shang Ya.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Ya suddenly looked aggrieved, as if she was jealous.
"Mom is so old, why do you want dad to clip it? Dad should give me a clip when I'm a child first. ”
Qin Huai smiled slightly: "Because Dad loves Mom the most, as for you, well-love by the way." ”
Qin Huai didn't say anything more, but just gave Xiao Ya a xiaolongbao.
Xiao Ya, who was sprinkled with dog food, blinked, looked at Qin Huai with a tiger head, and then looked at Shang Ya.
I wanted to be jealous, but I didn't know what to say.
I can only keep silent and wait to eat xiaolongbao.
"Wait a minute, I'm eating xiaolongbao, and watch my mother show you, this is very hot, first bite a small bite, blow it, and then suck it gently......"
Shang Ya picked up the xiaolongbao, the xiaolongbao trembled, the skin was not broken, the filling was transparent but not transparent, and under the bright light, it exuded an attractive luster.
It's appetizing.
Shang Ya sucked it lightly, and the tender soup rolled on her tongue, stimulating every taste bud.
When only half of the soup is left, dip it in a little more ingredient and put it in your mouth, which is really the best taste in the world.
"Ah...... Enjoy. ”
Shang Ya's expression was satisfied.
Xiaoya learned and happily picked up the chopsticks.
"Hmm......"
Suddenly, Xiao Ya frowned, reached out to cover her mouth, and spit out a small baby tooth.
After a few seconds of silence......
Xiaoya was suddenly frightened, her beautiful little face wrinkled into lotus leaves on a rainy night, and two lines of tears fell: "Woo woo, Mom and Dad, my teeth are out...... Woowoo...... I can't bite the xiaolongbao to provoke ......"
Shang Ya and Qin Huai glanced at each other, and although they were parents, they couldn't hold back their laughter at all.
Only Qin Jiuru's brother burst out and patted his sister's head: "You have changed your teeth, children will change their teeth when they grow up, don't be afraid, they will grow." ”
Hear the words.
Xiaoya stopped crying suddenly.
"I thought I wouldn't be able to eat good food in the future. ”
The little girl burst into tears and laughed.
Shang Ya was amused by the little girl's Sichuan opera face, but she looked at Xiao Ya and asked with some doubts:
"Mr. Qin, I have a question, shouldn't children start changing their teeth at the age of six or seven?"
"There are also people who start changing their teeth at the age of four. ”
Qin Huai wrapped Xiaoya's little baby tooth in paper, and thought with a face: "This baby tooth has no roots, and the falling off surface is cannibalization, not a tooth decay caused by eating too much sugar, but a natural loss." It doesn't matter, poke it with chopsticks first, you can still eat it, but if it doesn't work, it's up to us to eat. ”
This sentence made Qin Jiuya unhappy.
He snorted in his nose and happily sucked on the tender soup.
I have eaten xiao long bao.
Qinhuai's family of four boarded the painting boat and ate grilled fish while watching the scenery of the Qinhuai River.
Come to the Qinhuai River.
The boat must be sitting.
Because the boats in the Qinhuai River are better than the boats in Beijing and the Summer Palace, better than the boats in the West Lake, and better than the boats in the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou.
The boats in these places either feel stupid, or feel simple and cramped.
None of them can arouse the affection of the passengers.
The boats on the Qinhuai River are different.
The boats of the Qinhuai River can be roughly divided into two types: one is a large boat, and the other is a small boat.
The hatch of the large ship is wide and can accommodate twenty or thirty passengers.
Inside, calligraphy and paintings and smooth mahogany furniture are furnished, and the tables are all embedded with cool marble surfaces.
The pane carving is quite fine, which makes people feel soft.
The panes reflect red and blue glass; The glass has a delicate pattern, which is also quite pleasing to the eye.
Although the scale of the small boat is not as large as that of the big ship, the light blue bars and empty cabins are also enough to support human feelings.
And the best part is in front of its cabin.
The front of the cabin was a part of the deck with a curved roof supported on either side by sparse railings. Inside, there are usually two rattan deck chairs.
Lying down, you can talk about the sky, you can look into the distance, and you can look forward to the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait. It's also available on big boats, but it's even clearer on smaller boats.
The boats of the Qinhuai River, whether large or small, are all hung with lanterns under the roof in front of their cabins.
The number of lights, the brightness and darkness, the fineness of the color Su, and the brilliance are different.
This lantern is really the most attractive thing.
As night fell, the boats were lit up with lights. The radiant yellow scattered light reflected from the double glass, and a hazy haze was reflected.
Through this haze, in the gloomy water waves, there are wisps of bright ripples.
In this mist and ripples, listening to the leisurely intermittent sound of oars, who can not be led into its sweet dreams? (Selected from, Zhu Ziqing, Qinhuai River in the Shadow of the Light)
A family of four sat in a small boat and enjoyed themselves.
The aroma of grilled fish is refreshing.
The voice of the little cute baby softened people's hearts.
The view is dreamlike.
It's as if life has come to an end.
Like a year of flowing water, like a beautiful flower......
Qin Huai looked into the distance, and only felt that he wanted to throw two pieces of jade into the Qinhuai River.
At that time, Qin Huai was a beautiful boy in Jiangzuo.
Now......
He didn't dare to throw jade anymore.
Because he suddenly remembered that he still owed 100 million dollars in order to build the Anti-Japanese War Veterans Museum.
Although Zhao Daoyuan didn't urge, he kept owing it, and he couldn't say it......