"The temperature is fifteen, the humidity is eighty. ”

Before polishing.

Qin Huai did not go straight to the subject, but sent the semi-finished lacquerware products into a closed and dry space for storage.

Rise.

Adjust the temperature and humidity in the room in front of the machine, while narrating methodically and calmly in a gentle tone:

"Lacquerware manufacturing is very demanding on the environment, and sometimes even a small convection of air can affect the quality of lacquerware. ”

Of course, this point is not Qin Huai's trickery.

It is to avoid the fine floating dust in the air to pollute the lacquerware, which is exquisite, calculating, and improving.

Shang Ya bowed his head, relieved.

The devil is in the details.

As Qin Huai's little brother once said: Everything that you never get tired of watching for a long time is because you are careful enough.

'Qin Hezhou-style works' can become synonymous with the best artworks because of the painstaking attention to every detail, the weather, the environment, the mood, and even the humidity and temperature......

These are all things that Qin Huai's little brother will notice.

……

I waited for more than 10 minutes until the humidity and temperature reached a certain value.

Qin Huai took out the lacquerware wine glass.

Start polishing!

Polishing is the finale of lacquer art.

That is, through the friction of the skin of the palm, the molecules on the surface of the lacquerware, at a specific temperature, are rearranged to form a crystal clear translucent film similar to the pulp.

This process is not uncommon in life!

For example, a wooden chair at home, after ten years of caressing, a translucent covering film will appear on the armrest, which is polishing, but we prefer to call it 'pulping'.

Kneading walnuts and playing with strings of beads are all polished.

Qin Huai gathered his spirit.

Gently rub the palm pattern with the lacquer, and the fine palm pattern, with the temperature and humidity of the palm, leaves a slight trace on the lacquer.

Like flowing water washing jade, the surface of the lacquerware gradually smooths like a mirror in the licking again and again.

Lacquer art is a quiet art.

It is also a water grinding kung fu.

One more point is too much, one point less is missing.

If you don't grind twice, you are worried that you won't be able to present the most beautiful texture of lacquerware.

If you grind it twice, you are afraid that the more you grind, the worse it gets, and a piece of lacquerware becomes a waste product.

Every time the palm and the lacquer are rubbed, it is just right.

Shang Ya held his chin and watched quietly.

She was a little jealous, Qin Huai's little brother's eyes were too focused when he was creating, so focused that she mistakenly thought that it was Qin Huai's little brother's wife, holding it in her hand.

"Alas...... I would have eaten this vinegar. ”

Shang Ya rubbed her cheeks with delicate facial features, although she had also been looked at like this by Qin Huai's little brother, she was always ...... It's like there's an extra junior.

Wrong.

It's a group of juniors!

And a little lover!

"How do I feel some trace amounts of acetic acid volatilized in the air?"

Qin Huai paused, raised his head, and looked at Shang Ya.

"Hmph. ”

Shang Ya snorted softly.

With affectionate eyes, he signaled Qin Huai to leave her alone and continue to create.

Qin Huai's jaw was bowed.

Repeat the same action over and over again.

His palms seem to be the most abundant places in the world, harmonizing the creation of yin and yang, the sun and the moon, and mountains and rivers.

Meantime.

The cherishing of lacquer is given to lacquerware through the grinding of the palm of the hand.

This is the process of a lacquer artist communicating with lacquer and the soul of the object.

Until...... Man and lacquer heaven and man are one, and an unexpected artistic conception comes unexpectedly.

"Alright. ”

Qin Huai put the finished lacquerware on the tool table and rotated it gently.

Lacquerware is warm, delicate, subtle, deep, bright and inclusive......

Beneath the glamour, there is a kind of devotion that makes people sigh.

"Beautiful!"

Shang Ya was moved, but she still couldn't help but wonder: "What is the mystery of the full moon in the middle?"

Qin Huai smiled at the corner of his lips, coughed twice, and moistened his throat: "The answer is very long...... I'm going to spend a lifetime answering, are you going to listen?"

"Nonsense! I was ready to listen to it for the rest of my life a few years ago! I asked about a full moon in a lacquerware wine glass, what is the mystery!"

Shang Ya glanced at Qin Huai, but his footsteps were already floating.

indulged in Qin Huai's sensual love words, and couldn't extricate himself.

"The mystery of this lacquerware will have to be felt slowly over the next few days. ”

Qin Huai is mysterious.

Shang Ya's heart seemed to be gnawed by hundreds of millions of ants, but Qin Huai didn't say anything, Shang Ya was helpless, so she could only wait quietly.

If you are not satisfied, you will beat Qin Huai to death!!

……

The next day.

Shang Ya suffered for a day, but Qin Huai's little brother waited until the night before he unhurriedly took out the lacquer wine glass, washed it, and filled it with a bowl of osmanthus brew from the previous year.

"Take a look in the moonlight and make a note of how you are today. ”

Shang Ya was full of suspicion.

Standing under the moon with a wine glass, I carefully admired it for a long time, the moonlight sprinkled on the rim of the glass, and the sake was fragrant and plump.

"Husband...... Forgive me for being a layman, and I can't see the clue at all. ”

Shang Ya turned her head and complained bitterly, making a pitiful and pitiful expression, hoping that Qin Huai's little brother would spoil her and answer her.

However, Qin Huai smiled and remained silent, keeping his mouth shut, and remaining mysterious again and again.

Shang Ya pursed her lips, cute and unhappy.

Shang Ya, who has always been thoughtful, suddenly brightened her eyes, put the wine glass on the small table, found the camera, and began to take pictures.

"Hmph, I'll write down tonight's picture, and tomorrow night's picture until the day the mystery is revealed, and then compare!"

……

The next night.

The sky is clear.

Cloudless.

The moon is a little fuller.

Shang Ya shot a video again, and she seemed to have found some clues, but no matter what, she couldn't figure it out.

……

The night of the third day.

Shang Ya continued to shoot.

……

Day 4.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moon is full of cool moons!

Shang Ya walked into the moonlight with a bowl of osmanthus brewing.

I found that the wine in the cup has undergone a drastic change!

I saw the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, all of which were projected into the heart of the cup, and the round of silver moon in the heart of the cup overlapped seamlessly.

The brilliance of the full moon and the brilliance of the golden moon are in the middle of the water, giving birth to a peculiar artistic conception of drinking under the moonlight!

Romantic, bold, poetic.

The best thing is the overlap of the cool moon in the sky and the full moon in the cup.

The moonlight in the sky overflowed from the bright moon in the heart of the cup, and it seemed to be the bright moon in the cup, flowing out of the elixir brewed with moonlight.

"Wow...... The torment of these days has not been wasted!!"

Shang Ya's eyes were full of brilliance.

This device should only exist in the sky, how many times is it rare to see it in the world?

This dreamlike wine glass is simply a cup used by the gods to drink!

It seems that after drinking the liquor, there will be no clouds and sunny days, no joys and sorrows, only the white heads who have been separated for a long time!

"Husband, you are such a genius!"

Shang Ya was cautious, full of joy, taking a small sip of the wine in the cup, admiring Qin Huai's whimsy.

Stuffed osmanthus.

Guanghan Palace.

Laurel.

These poetic elements blended together, giving her the feeling that she was not drinking, but drinking two or two moonlights.

She has always liked Zhang Ruoxu's poem: May the moon shine on you.

And Qin Huai's little brother's lacquerware wine glass can be called a gift of wine every month!

Even the artistic conception of drinking a clear spring cannot be compared with the lacquerware wine glass in front of you!

What's more, if you want to feel its artistic conception, you can only feel it on the fifteenth day of each month.

Other words.

In a year, there are only twelve chances to drink these dazzling taels of moonshine.