"It's actually lucky to be a craft, have you ever heard of Parker fountain pens?" asked Wang Zhengjun.

"Yes, I've heard of it, I've used it, that thing is expensive, my pen was picked up on the road, and I don't know which rich man dropped it. But at that time, I didn't study well, I didn't turn it in, but I used it myself, anyway, I don't know who to hand it over, many students in my class picked up things and handed them to the teacher, and the teacher took them and used them himself. Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile, it seems that the fact that picking up gold is not reflected in Zhang Tianyuan when he was a child, but he really didn't know who to hand it over to at that time, he was in the countryside, and he hadn't seen what the police uncle looked like when he was in junior high school, and when he got to high school, there were often fights in the school, and at that time he often saw the police uncle, but he was very fierce.

"Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, most of the fountain pens used were foreign, and most of them were Parker gold pens, and officials were proud to have a Parker gold pen. The Parker gold pen of that era felt very weighty, with a little gold at the top of the nib, and the handwriting was round, and the writing was extremely smooth. But after using it for a long time, the wear is great, so you have to find a master who repairs the pen to inlay gold. ”

"Nowadays, with the scarcity of these gold pens, to the point of extinction, repairing fountain pens has become a simple job to replace accessories. The profit of repairing fountain pens has been very low, firstly, the price of fountain pens is cheap, and secondly, most of the users are students, so repairing fountain pens has always been a relatively poor profession. As a result, we can only see the pen-fixers around the school and in the townships...... And now, the fountain pen is basically extinct in the hands of the students, the master of the pen repair. It is also equivalent to losing your job, and another profession is gradually disappearing quietly. ”

"I'm not very familiar with this. Because I lost my pen and I don't know where it went. But I remember two professions very clearly, one of them is the popcorn master, the kind of machine that looks like a cannon, and often walks the streets. 'Flash, bang, ring!' used to attract a group of curious children to look around, and it would also arouse the vigilance of pedestrians on the opposite side of the road. This voice is penetrating and reverberates infinitely in the hearts of the Chinese. ”

"And then there's the tinkerer. At that time, there were tinkerers in the countryside, and many people would take their own pots out to repair, and we children would also go out to see the excitement. ”

Mending pots, which used to be a profession in street handicraft workshops, is of a collective nature, with a three-year apprenticeship and a meager salary. After leaving the school, the situation improved slightly. According to the variety of pots to determine the difference of the project. For example, there are special iron pots, enamel utensils, and aluminum pots and kettles. The technology and heat are different. Of course, the master can "eat it all" and can afford everything. I can put it down.

Some tinkerers walked the streets from house to house, and the loud voices of "mending - pot - poo - " were endless. provoked a group of mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law to be busy finding broken pots and bowls and walking in the alley. There was a chaotic sound of pots and pans, and it was very lively. Interestingly, the bottom of the aluminum pot was replaced, and the tinkerer did not let the guests take it away, and filled a pot of water to see if it leaked.

The tinker is full of confidence: If it leaks, I won't charge a penny!

"I'm familiar with both of these things, but there's one you've never heard of. When Wang Zhengjun said this, he suddenly laughed evilly.

"You're not talking about dung diggers, are you?" Zhang Tianyuan frowned.

"You've heard of it?"

"How could I not have heard of it, the books say all day long that the dung diggers are the most glorious or something. ”

"Yes, the public toilet, which simply solves people's 'convenience', has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few decades: from the earliest tent thatched pit to an earthen dry toilet, then to a brick-concrete structure water flush toilet, to the current landscape building, and the interior has also changed from a simple place to a place full of human care: coat hooks, dressers, and special ...... for the disabled."

This place that was not elegant in the past has truly recorded the progress of the times and has become a symbol of urban civilization, and the profession of dung digger has gradually been fixed in people's memory and disappeared from the eyes of society with the changes of public toilets in the tide of the times. In fact, the manure digger is really a very honorable profession. ”

"Don't be glorious, I've already called the master, his home is in the imperial capital, not far from here, Xiao Zhang, you drive a car, let's go, let's go meet this master, he said that he has a lot of protective gear in his hands, if you like it, you can buy it directly, if you don't like it, he can help you do it." "I was chatting happily with Wang Zhengjun, and Gu Fangzhou came over here, and said while pulling Zhang Tianyuan's arm.

"That Elder Wang, I went with Gu Lao to meet this dung digger, oops, it's wrong, it's the master who gradually makes eagle boiling tools. You can go back to the museum first, and leave the rest of the stuff here, and I'll take it home sometime, so you don't have to worry about it. Zhang Tianyuan actually didn't have much interest in this old man before, but after chatting with Wang Zhengjun about so many topics just now, he suddenly became interested.

In fact, cottonmakers, shavers, blacksmiths, coal carriers...... These industries that people were once familiar with, with the progress of the times, are gradually being replaced by emerging industries, and many old crafts engraved with the marks of the times have gradually faded out of people's sight and become "industries that are about to disappear".

When he was in the car, Zhang Tianyuan asked Gu Fangzhou about this old craftsman.

Gu Fangzhou told Zhang Tianyuan that there are actually a lot of tools needed to make the protective gear for boiling eagles, but they are all ordinary hand tools, none of which are electric, and the old craftsman still keeps a whole set of such tools.

Of course, that's all the treasures of the old craftsman, and for him, maybe it's not just a job, but a part of the soul.

With the progress of society, the city is developing, the work of boiling eagle protective gear making is becoming more and more difficult to do, there are still some people who can secretly raise eagles, and also need this kind of protective gear, so they can still do it, but now it is difficult to do, unless it is a foreigner, or some people on the grassland, where the national law is relatively loose, they are still boiling eagles and raising eagles, and they also need this protective gear, so this service is actually there for the time being.

"I'm afraid you don't know, some of those protective gear are very expensive, if you have to make a new one because of a little bit of damage, it is really not cost-effective, so although this master said that there is no new protective gear now, but he still often repairs the protective gear for some people, he is good, and the repair is like a new one, which is really quite good. Gu Fangzhou estimated that he had a good relationship with this old man, and it could be heard from his appreciative tone that his evaluation of this old man was very high.

The car drove into a relatively old community in the imperial capital, and it felt like this community had a history of more than ten years.

Such communities are relatively pitiful, they have no historical value of courtyard houses, no economic value of new high-rise buildings, so they can only be demolished.

There is a small shop that sells hardware products, it is said to be a small shop, because it is really small, it is estimated that there are about five or six bungalows at most, and all kinds of hardware products are densely placed in the store.

It's not uncommon to see small shops like this, and many cities have them, but there are some special things in this store that you can't see anywhere else, and that is the protective gear - the protective gear used to boil eagles.

Although Zhang Tianyuan didn't boil the eagle, he still wanted to protect himself, and when he saw this time, his whole eyes lit up.

"Old man, how's the business?" Gu Fangzhou walked into the store and asked a thin old man.

This old man is really thin, he feels that a gust of wind can blow him away, Zhang Tianyuan thinks that this old man is at least seventy or eighty years old, he is so old, why is he still opening a store here, isn't the family worried?

"It's okay, it's okay. Hey, it turned out to be Teacher Gu, hurry up and sit inside, you see I'm messy here, and there is no spacious place, I'll pour you a cup of tea?" The old man's smile was very contagious, at least after Zhang Tianyuan saw it, he always felt very comfortable.

"Old man, don't be busy, we don't drink tea. I want to buy a set of protective gear for boiling eagles, and when I see you here, I hang it in the store, are these all sold?" Zhang Tianyuan couldn't bear to let the old man go to work, so he quickly stopped and said.

"Hahaha, the young man is good, Teacher Gu's friend just knows how to be polite and knows how to feel sorry for people. But a cup of tea is still needed, you take a closer look first, and I'll pour you tea. ”

couldn't resist the old man's stubbornness, Zhang Tianyuan gave up and asked him to make tea, while he watched it in the store.

The old man sighed while making tea and said, "This little gentleman, it's been two or three years, and you're the first one to come to my store to ask about the eagle protector." This industry is really not good. These things are placed here, and my grandson has long wanted to throw them away, saying that no one wants them, and they are also taking up space there. I didn't let him throw it away, so he kept it, but I also expected to sell it, although these are very satisfactory items that I made with my own hands, but now in this society, there is no need for it. ”

"Old man, you don't understand, with the development of society, there are always some new things to enter our lives, and there are always some old things to come to an end. As he was talking, a young man, probably no more than thirty years old, was slightly fat, holding a meat bun in his hand, and one in a plastic bag. (To be continued......)