How many people can come to the Lantern Festival? Zhang Hao didn't count in his heart.

But as long as someone comes, they must bring out the best side of Wanling Village.

The most original wedding of ethnic minorities undoubtedly added color to the lantern festival.

At present, the only thing that Wanling Village can show to the world is Yuling Lubao Valley Wine, which is slightly monotonous.

Yang Lao Wu and He Hui's wedding happened to hit the time. Visitors can enjoy food while watching.

Show the hospitality, folk customs and colorful side to tourists and leave a good impression.

Zhang Hao told his thoughts, and some people felt that it was inappropriate, as if it sounded a bit utilitarian.

"This matter is just mentioned in passing, if everyone agrees, we will do it, if you don't agree, don't do it, in short, you can't disturb the mood of the bride and groom!" Zhang Hao said with a smile.

Among them, there are still people who agree, and if you think about it carefully, you can get the blessings of more people.

Everyone hesitated, disagreed, and it was difficult to speak, so they all threw their eyes on Yang Lao Wu.

Listen to what the person has to say.

Yang Lao Wu said with a smile: "I think Director Zhang's proposal is very good, get married, it's so lively, He Hui and I don't have a few relatives, of course I'm happy to get the blessings of more people!"

Then he turned his head and asked He Hui, "What do you think?"

He Hui raised her chin and said softly, "I listen to you." ”

"That's okay, just do what Director Zhang said, but I have a request!" Yang Lao Wu said.

Zhang Hao asked: "Fifth brother, do you ask? You say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely take action!"

Yang Lao Wu said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing, since it's my wedding with He Hui, how can I let the village committee arrange it, wouldn't it be laughing to death if it is passed out?"

Let's do it ourselves, Director Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely come up with the best things to greet tourists, I have money now, hahaha!"

Hahaha~

The villagers followed suit.

Indeed, now Yang Lao Wu has hundreds of thousands of dollars on his card, which is more abundant than the activity funds that the village can take out.

It doesn't cost much to hold a wedding in the village, especially in terms of ingredients, all of which can be taken from the village, and tourists prefer to eat it.

In addition, those who help with chores, not to mention, shout casually, and the neighbors who turn around will be able to arrive at the scene in less than ten minutes.

The main thing about a wedding is that original flavor.

Carrying a large sedan chair, carrying a pig's leg, blowing a suona and walking on the trail to pick up people.

Zhang Hao believes in Yang Lao Wu's personality, and he said that if he can do it well, he will definitely do it with his heart.

"Fifth brother, this time you are a pig's foot, listen to you, I'll give you a hand!" Zhang Hao said.

"Director Zhang, you must come that day, come to be my witness to the marriage of He Hui and He!"

"Come on, come on, of course you have to come, everyone come together!" Zhang Hao said.

"Okay~ all come, all come!" The villagers responded.

……

After going back, Zhang Hao asked Uncle Wang about the paper-cutting work in the village.

Uncle Wang said: "I remember that when Aunt Liu was young, she was a good hand, cutting everything like her, cutting animals like animals, cutting people like people, and teaching a group of land, it seems that they are all in the village, you can ask!"

After getting the clues, Zhang Hao immediately ran to Aunt Liu's house.

Aunt Liu sat at the door washing sweet potatoes and preparing to make sweet potato powder.

When I saw Zhang Hao, I was very enthusiastic.

"Director Zhang, are you here?" said as he entered the house, brought a low stool out, and handed it to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao sat down and asked, "Auntie, do you know how to cut paper?"

"Sa?" Aunt Liu didn't hear clearly.

"Cutout!"

"Paper-cutting? Oh, yes, yes, but I haven't touched scissors for more than ten years, so I don't know if it looks good to cut out?"

Aunt Liu thought for a while, "Director Zhang, you wait!" , turned around and went into the house.

After a while, he came out with a copper box.

The copper box was opened, and there was a pair of large scissors inside, and you could see the age of the scissors at a glance.

None of the current scissors are of this style, but the sharp silhouette has not been erased by time in the slightest.

"Auntie, are you sure that such a big pair of scissors can cut paper?" Zhang Hao couldn't believe it, in his impression, those cut-out paintings were very exquisite, which showed the delicacy of the kung fu in his hands, and this big scissors was a big mouth when he moved slightly, and it was difficult to associate with those paintings.

"Director Zhang, look at it!"

Aunt Liu directly picked up the scissors and cut them along a piece of palm-sized yellow paper.

Zhang Hao stared intently, the scissors in Aunt Liu's hand were like the pen in the hands of calligraphy everyone, flowing smoothly, without jerkiness, until the point was reached, never dragging mud and water.

In just two minutes, Aunt Liu stopped the scissors.

"Okay?" asked Zhang Hao in surprise.

"That's it!" Aunt Liu smiled and unfolded the folded paper.

It's magical.

On the paper, a little piglet with its nostrils on its back is presented, very expressive, lifelike, and seems to be still panting!

"Auntie, it's amazing, you're amazing!" Zhang Hao praised in his hand.

"Hey, no, go back to the last twenty years, auntie is not bragging, the entire southwest area, I am definitely this!" Aunt Liu said with a thumbs up.

"Auntie, I believe you, by the way, I heard Uncle Wang say that you also taught a group of apprentices, are they locals?"

"Not all, some haven't seen it for decades, and now this thing can't make a living, and no one wants to do it!" Aunt Liu sighed and said.

Zhang Hao has a deep understanding that the rich traditional folk art is swallowed up by the three words "begging for life".

"Who said you can't make a living?" Zhang Hao said confidently: "Not only can you make a living, but you can also develop into a stable industry!"

The art of scissors is a non-heritage cultural heritage in China, and in order to make more people come into contact with it, we must first satisfy the bite of food that people eat.

It is not enough to rely on the national government's subsidy, and if you want to carry it forward, you must open up a path that combines innovation and the market.

Let people who really love the art of scissors be appreciated and respected by the audience in the art of paper-cutting.

"Can paper-cutting really find money?" Aunt Liu looked suspicious.

"In the past, it was affected by the limitations of the times, but now it is different, the country attaches great importance to culture, auntie, do you believe me?" Zhang Hao asked sincerely.

Aunt Liu is still a little skeptical, listening to Zhang Hao's tone, not only to make money, but also to make a lot of money.

But she is still willing to believe Zhang Hao, because in her eyes, this young man is like a god-like existence, omnipotent.

She nodded and said, "Director Zhang, I believe in you!"

"Auntie, you will gather all the people in the village who can cut paper today and tomorrow, and come to the village committee tomorrow afternoon, and I will assign you tasks!"

"What if they don't come?"

"You just said that the village committee will pay them salaries!" Zhang Hao said.

Aunt Liu agreed.

The people are settled, and the rest is the lamp.

Lantern Festival, how can there be no lights?