Chapter 820: The Joy of Xuanfan, the Pipe of Zhaohua
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Hou Lao is complaining, but to others, this is clearly showing off.
I don't know how many people are willing to do this, accumulate the things they want to be busy and decide together, then the rest of the time is very relaxed. Therefore, for Hou Lao's cheap and obedient behavior, everyone is very envious, jealous and hateful.
At this time, the water is boiling, and things like making tea are not fully automatic.
Of course, for some people, making tea is also a rare enjoyment, and if it is fully automatic, it is not beautiful. After all, when making tea, brew new and tender tea leaves with boiling water, and watch the tea leaves churn in the pot, exuding bursts of fragrant aroma, blowing on the face, refreshing people's hearts, and naturally having a sense of pleasure from the heart.
At least Hou Lao thinks so, when he makes tea and tastes it, it is his leisure time to change his brainwashing and brainwashing, and he has always done it himself, without pretending to be the hands of others.
Now it is no exception, after Hou Lao made tea, he poured another cup for everyone, and then said with a smile: "You taste it, this is the local mountain tea in Hanzhong, although it is not famous, but it also has a different taste." ”
Wang Guan and the others nodded slightly, and raised their glasses one after another. At the entrance of the tea soup, everyone couldn't help frowning, but they felt a bitter taste coming, which made everyone uncomfortable. But no one spit it out, but swallowed it. But after a while, the remnants of the tea soup suddenly turned into a thick sweetness in their taste buds, making them unconsciously stretch their frowns.
At the right time, Hou Lao chuckled and said, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, the taste of this tea is bitter first and then sweet." Very good. ”
"It's a good ......"
Everyone reminisced and admitted that Hou Lao was right. But easily, no one dared to taste the second bite, mainly because the bitter taste was so strong that it almost made the tongue numb. Even if there was a sweet taste later, it couldn't hide the bitter taste. The matter of "asking for hardship", no matter who it is, has a bit of a psychological disorder.
Yu Feibai is like this, after smacking his tongue, he decided to slow down first, and carefully put the cup on the tray held by the lady next to him. I thought it was very interesting, so I naturally laughed: "Old Hou, I remember that there seems to be such a paragraph in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, when Zhuge Liang invited Lu Su to a banquet, there was a wooden man who came out to toast with a cup, right?" ”
"Is there one?" Hou Lao thought about it. Frank smiled: "I forgot, there must be a precedent anyway." I've seen something like this. Then it is made according to the gourd painting scoop. ”
"Can you make one for me?" Yu Feibai asked expectantly, not knowing politeness at all.
"Yes."
Hou Lao also nodded happily, and then said with a smile: "You don't need to do anything else, I have a surplus at home, if you like it, just take it with you when you go back." ”
"Ahh Thank you, Mr. Hou. Yu Feibai had a bit of a surprise, which also made Wang Guan and Fang Mingsheng very envious, they had such thoughts, but they were embarrassed to ask for it. So this society. It is still the cheeky people who take advantage of it.
In a comfortable mood, Yu Feibai was not afraid of the bitter taste, raised his glass to Hou Lao and gestured slightly, and then frowned and drank all the cup of tea. Seeing him sticking out his tongue regardless of his image, Wang Guan and Fang Mingsheng suddenly felt a lot more balanced.
At this moment, a young man knocked on the door outside and called softly: "Old Hou." ”
"Xiao Qin, what's the matter?" Hou Lao looked up and immediately beckoned: "When you're done, come in and have a cup of tea, and by the way, I'll introduce you to a few people." ”
“…… Good. Xiao Qin hesitated slightly, then walked in with a smile on his face.
After some introductions, we exchanged names, and we knew each other. At least Wang Guan and the others knew Xiao Qin's identity, that was one of Hou Lao's apprentices, an associate researcher in the research institute, and was expected to become a formal researcher in the near future.
Of course, this does not mean that the associate researcher is a temporary worker, on the contrary, in the research institute, the associate researcher is the backbone.
After all, a formal researcher like Hou Lao will generally only do it at critical times, and just talk about it at other times. It's not that they're lazy, it's mainly that everyone comes over like this, if it's all them, then young people won't have the opportunity to exercise, so how can they accumulate enough experience?
I don't want to do things, but I want to have a lot of experience, there is no such good thing in the world.
After greetings, Hou Lao's eyes were vicious, and he also saw that Xiao Qin should have something to look for him, so he asked directly: "Aren't you studying the management of Zhaohua, how is the situation now?" ”
"It's been fixed, but I've had a bit of a problem." Xiao Qin said softly, a little hesitant.
"What's the problem?" Hou Lao asked casually.
"It's ......"
Xiao Qin scratched his head in distress, not knowing how to explain. When he was wording, Yu Feibai was very curious, and naturally sounded: "Old Hou, what is the management of Zhaohua?" ”
"It's hard to say, because the thing hasn't been named yet." Hou Lao thought for a while, and suddenly smiled: "I'll take you over to take a look, and you'll know what it is after you see it." ”
"It's a good idea."
Of course, Wang Guan and the others would not refuse, and immediately walked out with Hou Lao and came to another room.
There were also a few people in the room, and when they saw Hou Lao coming in, they also greeted each other. Hou Lao waved his hand, looked down at the things placed on the ground, and asked at the same time, "Is there any problem?" ”
When Hou Lao asked the reason, Wang Guan and the others also looked carefully, and saw twelve metal figures on the ground, each holding something similar to a musical instrument in their hands, which looked like a band.
These twelve metal figures are placed in a staggered manner in a copper platform. In addition, under the copper platform, there are also two nozzles extending out, one of which is empty, and the other pipe is equipped with a rope, and I don't know what the specific function is.
At first glance, the surface of this thing is mottled, and at a glance, you can see that it has gone through a long period of baptism, and it has not been decayed and decayed after all the vicissitudes of life, which shows that luck is also good.
Wang Guan took a closer look, and also noticed that on the two nozzles, words were faintly inscribed. Although the text is a little blurry, and it is not clear from a distance, it is expected that one tube should be engraved with the four characters of Yufan's music, and the other tube is naturally Zhaohua's tube.
"Old Hou, the thing has been repaired, but it can't make a sound."
At this time, Xiao Qin frowned and said, "We have checked it carefully, and we don't know what went wrong." ”
"Really?"
Old Hou nodded and gestured, "Take it apart and take a look." ”
When Xiao Qin and the others heard this, they hurriedly started together, and dismantled the copper table with ease, only to see that there were silk strings inside, as well as many small bells, and rows of neat and orderly metal plates.
At this time, Hou Lao squatted down, stirred a silk string with his hand, and a pleasant sound immediately came out.
"What do you think it is?"
Next to him, Yu Feibai touched Wang Guan and asked softly, "It feels like some kind of musical instrument." ”
"Well, it's quite possible."
Wang nodded and said, "And it's something that can be played automatically, similar to a modern music box." ”
"It's not that advanced, but it's not much off."
Hearing this, Xiao Qin explained beside him: "See the two pipes, if the thing is normal, as long as you blow the empty pipe and pull the rope, then the thing will be like the piano and the sheng sheng playing in unison, no different from the music played by real people." ”
"Have you tried?" Yu Feibai said curiously.
"I tried, but I don't know what went wrong, it just doesn't ring." Xiao Qin was a little frustrated, after all, they were responsible for repairing things, and they were repairing them independently. I originally wanted to show it, but I didn't think that in the end, I still asked for Old Man Hou, which was also a failure.
At this time, Hou Lao checked a little, and then signaled: "The strings are too tight, the so-called too much, too tight and easy to pull the mechanism, but it's not a good thing, you can loosen it a little and try again." ”
When Xiao Qin heard this, he hurriedly took out his tools and modified them according to Hou Lao's intentions. The movements were very sharp, and it was completed in a few minutes. Then cover the parts, and without Hou Lao's instructions, just pull the rope while gently blowing the empty pipe.
In an instant, a pleasant sound immediately emanated, and the sound actually originated from the twelve metal villains on the copper platform. According to Hou Lao's explanation, there are some subtle holes hidden in these metal villains, which can not only make sound, but also because the metal is hollow and has the effect of amplification, the sound is naturally exceptionally crisp and loud.
"But it's a pity."
At this time, Hou Lao shook his head lightly and said, "How to blow this thing, how to pull the rope, there must be a certain regularity." If you master these rules, you will definitely be able to play a piece of music. ”
"When the thing was unearthed, it was already covered with severe rust, and after some cleaning, it was considered to be restored to its general appearance. Xiao Qin and they are good, after studying for a few months, they finally returned to their original state, but it is a pity that the method of playing has been lost, and they can no longer let everyone appreciate the prosperous Tang Dynasty of the year. ”
"Sheng Tang?"
Others can not care about Hou Lao's sighs, but they can't ignore this keyword.
"That's right, Sheng Tang."
Hou Lao explained: "This is a cultural relic unearthed in a Tang tomb, so it can naturally be concluded that it is something from the Tang Dynasty. ”
"It's actually from the Tang Dynasty, I thought it was the same as the antique clock, it was something from the Ming Dynasty."
Yu Feibai's eyes were full of surprise, and he naturally felt a little regretful. After all, as Hou Lao said, there is something in the void, but there is no way to play, which is undoubtedly a kind of incompleteness.
Even if you can find a music master to study, you may be able to find some rules to play modern vocal songs. The question is, who can guarantee that the method of re-searching is correct? Even if the method is correct, it must be much less charming than the magnificent ancient music of the Tang Dynasty.
"Things from the Ming Dynasty also have ......"
At the same time, Hou Lao looked back and pointed with his hand: "Nuo, that Panlong lantern is from the Ming Dynasty." (To be continued......)