The two of us walked to the stall selling folding fans, there were all kinds of folding fans on the ground, most of the fans were made of paper, and there were ink paintings, poems, and songs, which were full of ancient style.

The folding fan is an elegant thing that has been handed down in China to this day, and it brings together traditional crafts such as carving, calligraphy and painting, and embroidery.

One opening and one closing, all-encompassing, Chinese culture reflects it.

I like folding fans very much, but this thing is now being fried by the cultural toy market, and the price difference is too big for different products.

"Boss, the fan is good, how can you sell it here? There are a lot of people in the city. "I carefully looked at the appearance of the folding fan, the fan bones are flat, the head and tail are very delicate, the polishing is very smooth, and it is not like a newly made fan, some years old.

This fan is good-made, it obviously feels like it is made by traditional hand, how to run here to sell, and it is also a good price to go to the cultural market.

"Young man has a good eye, I sell wherever I go, what kind of do I like, ink painting or poetry, bamboo fan bone or wood fan bone?" The fan seller was a middle-aged man, smiling gently, his face covered with the vicissitudes of life like a storm, and he also wore a big old-fashioned sunhat, which had a bit of a peasant atmosphere.

Really a ronin? Is this kind of craftsmanship the ancestral craftsman who made fans? I see that he picks up the fan carefully, he cherishes the fan very much, it can't be that the craft can't be sold, and he is poor and wandering around, right?

Traditional handicrafts in China have always been on the verge of endangerment, and many handicrafts have been eliminated by machines.

I took a few fans and looked at them with Diane, and although she didn't understand them, she was still amazed by the beauty of the calligraphy and paintings on the fans.

"Rogue, buy this, you must like landscape paintings, this wooden is also beautiful!" She looked left and right curiously, holding the wooden folding fan and waving it a few times, and I was shocked to see it.

Damn, goddess, what do you mean by waving a fan? See if it's going to be good?

"Well, let's buy a wooden one, the wood is strong." She nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, the motive is not pure!

What is wooden sturdy? If you don't appreciate buying a fan, you actually consider whether it is strong or not!

Woman, please let go!

"Boss, don't you like this calligraphy and painting is printed, you painted it yourself?" I carefully observed the fan, and admired it in my heart, such a pure and primitive handmade is so rare, I can't say it if I don't buy one, and I may not have the opportunity to meet it next time.

"Good eyesight, it's all written on my strokes, young man, you seem to know how to fold a fan." The middle-aged man was surprised, it was rare to meet someone who knew how to use a fan, and there was a little smile in his eyes, which was a cherished and satisfied smile.

Weekdays are all spectators, I understand that so much is a real recognition of his value, of course his mood is different. I'm even happier, it's a good opportunity to bargain.

"I look at the fan and it's quite rustic, it's been a few years."

"Yes, I made this many years ago, I'm ashamed, the business is not good, I haven't sold it, I've left it until now, which one do you like, it's rare to understand so much, I'll give you a cheaper." He smiled softly, bitterly.

It seems that he really sells wherever he goes, and the craftsmanship of making fans must come from the south, where there are suitable bamboo and wood materials.

"Rascal, just buy this." Dianne was holding a wooden fan painted in ink and was ready to pay for it, and the fan was indeed beautiful, but.

"Boss, do you have a white paper fan here?" I reached out and stopped Diane.

He was immediately surprised: "Oh? Are you going to write it yourself? ”

Sure enough, I understood it very well, and I smiled: "Since you are all painting and calligraphy by yourself, you must have all the pen and ink, I will write now." ”

"Write it yourself? Rascal, you can also calligraphy? Hum! Diane snorted coldly, dissatisfied with me, because I didn't tell her about it, she said coldly: "Go home in the evening and talk to me well!" ”

Hehe, I feel that if I don't give a good account, it will be another baguette.

"I have a few unfinished white paper fans in my hand, and you just have time to write now." The middle-aged man was clearly interested in my move.

As a scholar, since folding a fan is a preference, the fan surface must of course be more in line with your own ideas.

"It's a good thing for young people to know calligraphy, and I think it's very suitable for what they want to write." Enthusiastic proposal from a middle-aged man.

The goodness is like water from the Taoist Lao Tzu, the realm is too high, and in recent years, calligraphy and painting often use this word to highlight the compulsion.

I didn't expect this fan maker to be quite literate, so I asked, "Boss, do you like this sentence very much?" ”

"Water is good and soft, flowing among all things, but it does not allow all things to conflict and contradiction, and all things do not fight for fame and fortune, and the way of life should be the same." He talked eloquently, and then laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's all from the book, idle two sentences, and laugh." ”

"One person and one fan go to the end of the world, boss, your realm is very high, don't be modest." I complimented.

The fan has the same sound as goodness, and a person and a fan can also become a person and a "good", so the goodness is written on the paper fan, it does have a sense of meaning, it is very suitable, I admire the boss's idea, he obviously likes this sentence very much, so I also imply in my words that he is a person and a "good" to go to the end of the world.

The boss was suddenly stunned and surprised, and then laughed, he understood my words, and said, "Be smart! I've read a lot of books, and I'm curious about what you want to write. ”

I immediately wrote down four big characters with a pen, and the momentum was uninhibited, and I did it in one go.

"Floating like a dream!" The middle-aged man looked at me curiously.

"Goodness is like water, life is like the goodness of water, it is indeed a lofty realm where Taoism has no contention with the world, but it still mentions fame and fortune, although it is said that it is indisputable, it can show that there is still in the heart. Life should be good, in fact, Taoist thought is too extreme, now people's hearts are impetuous, reversing black and white, what is good and evil? Since it is so vague, it is better to live like a dream. ”

A thousand years ago, the poet immortal Li Bai broke the truth of open-minded and free life, which coincided with the Taoist Zhuangsheng Dream Butterfly realm, but it was more active and free.

"Young people are open-minded." The middle-aged man sighed, and then his eyes were deep for a long time, this uncle seems to have a lot of experience in Taoist thought, this person is older, he loves to study Buddhism and Taoism, and he has disturbed too many distracting thoughts all his life, calm down, and his father is now studying what to do every day.

"The calligraphy is not bad, you are not a layman at first glance, you have practiced for a long time." He continued to praise.

Hehe, uncle, can you stop saying no, didn't you notice that the eyes of the beautiful women are breathing fire? How can I explain it in a moment?

"It's just a hobby, boss, we'll go mountaineering in a while, you can make a fan when you go down the mountain, I'll pay the deposit first, and then get it when I come back."

He nodded yes and gave me a fan pendant, and I felt like I was getting taller in an instant.

"Taoism pays attention to conforming to nature and doing nothing, but how thorough the research is, every day to worry about this money, how can you transcend the red dust and conform to nature? As you said, struggling in the red dust is a dream. The middle-aged man smiled kindly.

"I'm talking nonsense, boss, you'd better give me a cheaper."

"Hahaha!"

Walking on the way up the mountain, I admired my wit in my heart, and first made the boss happy, and the sandalwood paper fan gave me a 20% discount.

Along the way, Diane has been walking in front, not saying a word to me, angry with me? I panicked a little.

"Senior sister, you wait for me." I ran over and grabbed her little hand.

As a result, Diane shook me off and walked forward without looking back, this is really angry, just a calligraphy?

"Senior sister, I'll tell you now, don't be angry." I walked up to her quickly and stopped her.

Dianne glared at me angrily, and I didn't dare to speak.

"You mean! How much more do you still have to tell me! She roared angrily, with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

"I learned calligraphy when I was adopted, and I haven't practiced it for a long time, and I don't take it seriously."

As soon as I finished speaking, Diane pushed me hard and asked loudly, "You just said such an academic truth, when I don't understand it!" You told me that you didn't even study in college, that is, high Chinese certificate, how can a person with high Chinese background understand so much! ”

No way... Why is the goddess witty like Conan, I was stunned by her yelling, and I didn't know how to answer.

She pushed me hard again, and continued to say angrily: "I know how to fold a fan, I know calligraphy, I know how to blow a flute, the family who adopted you taught you so much, and he also cured your body, it was like raising you as a biological child, and then let you leave?" Are they idiots? ”

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