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However, Xi Qing's 70,000 yuan didn't think about directly investing in the buy version number.

Since the last time he bought tens of thousands of pieces of sea yellow wood and carved prayer beads, he has always had plans to buy a batch of strange wood for carving, which coincided with the opening of the Xijia carving shop.

Xi Qing didn't tell his father the good news, but also hoped that he could gather a batch of wood before opening, and with raw materials, this carving shop would have a thriving business. The money for the edition number is also a matter of course.

Regarding how to attract customers when the opening opened, Xi Qing had thought about it since the masked singer competition.

Whiteboard mask carving is now very popular on the Internet, and when the time comes, this mask will be the treasure of the carving shop, and those old players in the collection circle will be happy to come to the store to see the mask style.

Then, Xi Qing didn't worry that his and his father's carvings would leave them empty-handed.

Speaking of rare and exotic wood, in China, it is not only the well-known huanghuali, or red sandalwood. In the Sichuan and mountain areas, there are very few mountainous areas where there are still golden silk nanmu.

This kind of golden silk nan wood is extremely precious, it is as color as gold, in the sun, the gold silk emerges, but also with a light and elegant fragrance, the golden silk nan carving that is as bright as a cloud brocade has been used as an ornamental existence, Xi Qing as a sculptor, all look forward to being able to carry out some artistic processing of the golden silk nanmu.

But Xi Qing knows better, because of the preciousness of golden silk nanmu, the ancient royal palaces are cast with golden silk nanmu, and now this kind of wood is very scarce.

From the Yuan Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, the royal family cut down a large number of golden silk nanmu, resulting in many carvers looking for golden silk nanmu in vain.

Xi Qing once heard his father say that the Forbidden City, including many palaces, is carved with golden silk nanmu, and the wooden frame of the Muling Longen Hall and the supporting hall of Emperor Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty are all golden silk nanmu, and those masters have carved out 1318 dragons and dragons of different shapes with exquisite carving skills, which are magnificent.

No matter how much, at least Xi Qing feels that even though it is extremely rare, it still exists, and if this search is fruitless, it is understandable to go outside to increase knowledge.

Planning to go on a long trip, Xi Qing habitually went home, but at home, Xi Qing did not tell his father about Xi's carving shop.

This night, my father Xi Gui was watching CCTV's program in front of the TV, and I wanted to go to the Spring Festival Gala.

This "I want to go to the Spring Festival Gala" is a selection program that leads directly to the Spring Festival Gala, and the closer it is to the Spring Festival, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala is getting stronger and stronger.

Although over the years, the Spring Festival Gala has not been as popular as before, and people have increasingly expressed disappointment with the Spring Festival Gala. But in the end, the Spring Festival Gala is a plot of the common people, a habit, even if they don't like to watch it, every household will still turn on the TV, so that the Spring Festival because of the Spring Festival Gala, there will be that long-lost sense of familiarity and memory.

Xi Gui looked at me and wanted to go to the Spring Festival Gala, and said fiercely: "Son, how good it would be if you could go to the Spring Festival Gala." ”

"Me?" Xi Qing didn't think about it at all, and said, "I can't go up." ”

"Why can't you go up, I think I'm going to go to the Spring Festival Gala, you can sign up by yourself, ordinary people won't be invited by the Spring Festival Gala program group, this I want to go to the Spring Festival Gala is the platform for our civilians to go to the Spring Festival Gala, I see you can."

After saying that, Xi Gui didn't seem to pay much attention, and then went to watch TV again.

He was silent and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala with taste, but Xi Qing's heart couldn't be calm for a second.

In the unchanged music world, Zhou Jielun once relied on a piece of blue and white porcelain to shine on stage at the Spring Festival Gala.

To say, singers who rely on a classic song to appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala also abound.

What my dad said was, why don't you go on this stage?

The album is about to be released, although my song and the masked singer have played for themselves, but time is a killer, if the album doesn't come out so quickly, the popularity of this song can't last so long, and the stage of the Spring Festival Gala is definitely a stage for the development of his own music path.

Xi Qing had a hope in his heart, he took a bench and sat down in front of his father leisurely: "Dad, then you said that I am going to the Spring Festival Gala to participate in this, how about it?" ”

Xi Gui looked at Xi Qing at once, he was really not too serious just now, but it was different at the moment: "Of course, the Spring Festival Gala is a large-scale party that all Chinese sons and daughters watch, if you appear on the Spring Festival Gala, it will definitely have more influence than those entertainment programs." “

Xi Qing smiled slightly: "Well, Dad, how about you help me sign up?" I want to go to Chuanshan for two days in the past two days, and when I come back, I'll go to this I want to go to the Spring Festival Gala, is it okay? ”

Xi Gui was also idle at home, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, I've always wanted to go to the capital to play, so I just took this opportunity to take your mother to play for two days." I'll help you sign up, I guess I heard that it's you, and I'm going to go to the Spring Festival Gala program team and I'm very happy. ”

"Look at what Dad said, I'm a nobody, and people are happy."

"No, you're a rookie in the singing world now. Who doesn't know that you are Xi Qing, Qingbai. Ha ha. "Dad is proud again.

Xi Qing looked at his father, and thought silently in his heart, Dad, you are so happy now, if you know, I will help you buy a carving shop, I don't know how you feel.

got up, Xi Qing said: "It's not early, Dad, I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early." ”

Following.

Xi Qing stepped on the train that traveled far away.

At Chuanshan Station, after Xi Qing got off the train, a cold wind froze his body and shivered.

This is Xi Qing's first visit to Chuanshan.

The urban area of Chuanshan was not Xi Qing's final destination, and after a bus and bumpy for several hours, Xi Qing arrived at a village at the foot of Mount Emei.

This village is called a natural village, which was found by Xi Qing after inquiring a lot of information, and the villagers of this village depend on this mountain for their survival.

And the food, wood, and natural villagers in the mountains have more or less it.

Xi Qing trekked all the way, he was really tired, and when he was resting next to a bamboo forest, he could still hear the cry of wild pheasants in the distance.

After replenishing a little food, Xi Qing held the wood in his hand and set off again.

Although the village is not large, there are not many people to live in, and the few households found in front of him do not have golden silk nanmu, which also makes Xi Qing's energy drop a little, probably because of the sadness after his hope was disappointed.

The night is dark fast, near the night, Xi Qing is sleeping in an old man's house after no results, this old man is an old man who lives alone, his children are in the city, the first two years of his wife is gone, the children said to take him out, but the old man said that he would not say anything.

There is no signal in the mountains, and there is no TV, so the old man is completely unfamiliar with Xi Qing.

got a bite of food for Xi Qing, the latter was a little grateful, life in this mountain was more bitter than Xi Qing's childhood, even if he was not afraid of hardship, he was a little afraid of this kind of life.

"Young man, now that the golden silk on this mountain has been cut down, I am afraid that you will return in vain this time."

Xi Qing had already guessed it, but when the old man said it, he was even more helpless in his heart: "Yes, I originally wanted to try my luck, but it seems that my luck is really bad." ”

"By the way, you came all the way to find Jin Sinan, why?" The old man picked up a cigarette pouch, and Xi Qing said, "I do carving." I thought about finding some golden silk nanmu to make some artwork. ”

Saying that, Xi Qing glanced at the old man, but saw his big pipe, the golden light pulsated, and the golden silk loomed, if I was not mistaken, this was the golden silk nanmu.

For a moment, Xi Qing felt that something was wrong.