Sitting in the carriage, Han Nuo held the green bamboo tightly with his left hand, caressed the bamboo body with his right hand, stretched his head out of the carriage, looked at Han Tiezhu and said: "Dad, where is the old craftsman who makes the dong flute, I want to learn to play the flute!"

"Well, if you want to make a hole flute, there are really no good craftsmen around here, I heard that the old Wang Tou of Wangjia Village will make a hole flute, but the technology is difficult to say, as for learning to play the hole flute, this is even more difficult, most of the artists in the vicinity are playing the piano, waving the pipa, pulling the erhu, playing the flute or something, if you want to learn to play the dong flute, there is really no good place, and you don't have time to learn these things!"

"Oh!" replied with some disappointment, and Han Nuo asked again: "Dad, how should the bamboo be stored!"

"Bamboo, it's okay to dry it in the shade!" Han Tiezhu said without thinking about it, "We have a bamboo scabbard in Sword Forge Castle, so there is also a warehouse dedicated to bamboo chips!"

"That's it, that's easy!" Han Nuo said reassuringly after listening to Han Tiezhu's words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"But to get a good bamboo, you have to store it for at least three and five years, if your bamboo is fresh bamboo, then it will be a little troublesome!"

"Ah, that's it, Daddy, see if this is fresh bamboo!" When Han Nuo heard this, he hurriedly took out the verdant bamboo.

Han Tiezhu took the bamboo in Han Nuo's hand while driving the carriage, and said suspiciously: "Tiedan, why don't I remember that you still took the bamboo to the carriage, why don't I have a little impression of such a long bamboo?"

"Dad, I asked the teacher for this, and the teacher put it directly into our carriage!" Han Nuo hurriedly asked Han Tiezhu after explaining, "Dad, can you take a look at this bamboo first!"

"Oh!" Han Tiezhu heard that it was Teacher Han Nuo's doing, so he didn't ask anything more, but carefully knocked on the green and faint bamboo body, carefully listened to the 'jingle bell' sound that seemed to hit the jade, and then touched the broken part of the bamboo, stroked it gently, and took advantage of the light of the setting sun, looked at the green bamboo that seemed to be shrouded in a layer of purple light, and sighed and said, "This is the purple green jade bamboo in the backyard of the private school!"

"Purple green jade bamboo, one festival a year, your piece of bamboo, is a whole ten years of cold and summer, the wrist thickness you see in the small courtyard is at least a hundred years of jade bamboo, I heard that there are thousands of years of jade bamboo ......!" In the end, Han Tiezhu shook his head, hugged the somewhat unrealistic idea, and continued: "Although your jade bamboo looks verdant, as if it has just been taken off from above, it is actually a bamboo that has been dried and processed!" Once the purple jade bamboo is processed, it will completely turn into a jade-like material, and it will completely turn into cyan, with a layer of purple jade light in the sun, I heard that the cyan jade bamboo is completely exposed when the yin is dry, and the purple jade light is the condensation of yang energy in the bamboo. ”

"I heard that the thousand-year-old purple green jade bamboo has to be dried by the sun and turned into a purple bamboo pole, with a layer of cyan jade light!" Han Tiezhu finally said again, handing the bamboo back to Han Nuo, "You are really a good material for making a hole flute and flute, but there is a lack of masters in making musical instruments nearby, so let ordinary people cut it, then it is really a waste of blindness! Son, you put this bamboo first, and if I find a good master of making dong flutes in the future, I will find him to make dong flutes when the time comes!"

"Well, I know Dad!" Han Nuo could only put down the bamboo, gently put it beside him, and then sat down silently, in the sound of the carriage turning over the gravel, Han Nuo silently began to recite the "Huang Ting Sutra", this is Han Nuo's habit in the past year, as long as there is a free time, practice meditation, silently recite the "Huang Ting Sutra" and start meditation, a little bit to grind away the distracting thoughts in his heart, a little bit to wash his mind.

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Suddenly, Han Nuo felt that the carriage stopped, Han Nuo slowly opened his eyes, and then tightly grasped the jade bamboo.

"Son, it's time to forge a sword, come down!" Outside the carriage, Han Tiezhu looked at the silent carriage, knocked on the door of the carriage, and said.

"Hey!" sighed slightly, grabbed the bamboo in his hand, but sighed to himself in his heart: Teacher Wang Shi, you are leaving, and it will cause me countless trouble......s! Han Nuo felt that he really couldn't calm down.

Whew――

Stepping out of the carriage, Han Nuo exhaled softly, as if he was about to vomit out all the depression in his heart, thinking that he was about to see his mother and his younger brother Han Li, Han Nuo's mood suddenly improved again.

"Tiedan, you go back to the small courtyard first, I'm going to put the carriage!" Han Tiezhu said, and pulled the carriage to the other side. Han Nuo, on the other hand, followed the familiar road, walking in one direction step by step, walking and walking, Han Nuo's footsteps unconsciously accelerated, as if the wind was blowing under his feet and ran towards a small courtyard.

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Standing in front of a small courtyard, Han Nuo gasped slightly, then carefully tidied up his clothes, and walked into the small courtyard step by step.

In the small courtyard, Liu Hui was doing housework, cleaning the house where Han Nuo was and drying Han Nuo's quilt.

Looking at Liu Hui, who was seriously drying the quilt, Han Nuo suddenly felt that he was completely relaxed, and all the complicated thoughts suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only the faint warmth in his heart, warming his whole heart.

Liu Hui, who was basking in the quilt, seemed to feel the gaze behind her, and slowly turned around, "Son, you're still here!"

Liu Hui quickly walked in front of Han Nuo, then took the package in Han Nuo's hand, took Han Nuo's hand and walked towards the house, "You're finally back, we'll have lunch in a while, and then you go to see your grandfather and your grandfather in the afternoon......"

Liu Hui chattered while pulling Han Nuo into Han Nuo's room.

Compared with three years ago, the decoration in the house has changed dramatically, there is a big bed, the place where Xiaocui sleeps has been removed, and a bookshelf has been replaced, as well as a desk and a complete study of the four treasures, the bookshelf is full of books, all of which are the books that Han Nuo's father has collected for Han Nuo in the past three years, and there is also a collection of books in Sword Castle, the original Han Nuo is illiterate, and in the past three years, Han Nuo has no time to read in the first two years, and Han Nuo is afraid to read in the last year.

So, the huge shelves are stocked with new books, and I hardly have flipped through them a few times. There are also several big wooden boxes on the bookshelf, one of which is the silver longevity lock that stores Han Nuo, that thing was taken off when Han Nuo started to go to private school when he was five years old, and then it was sealed in the wooden box, and there is a wooden box that Han Nuo has accumulated over the years。

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Speaking of which, there are only two styles of money that Han Nuo has seen, one is an iron coin and a copper coin that represents the round sky, and ten iron coins are equivalent to one copper coin. Iron coins are often referred to as 'Wen', while copper coins are often referred to as 'big coins', and the other style is ingots, which are divided into two types: silver ingots and gold ingots, which are measured by weight.

A hundred large coins are equivalent to one tael of silver, and ten taels of silver are equivalent to one tael of gold.

The purchasing power of a penny is equivalent to one yuan, you can buy two big buns, a low-grade sword casting sword castle earns twenty taels of silver, equivalent to 20,000 yuan, in fact, it is not expensive at all, and the income of forty or fifty thousand taels of silver from sword casting every three years is only equivalent to an income of forty or fifty million yuan every three years, which is really not much for some modern enterprises.

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In addition to these two things, there were several wooden boxes on the shelves, but they were all empty and did not have anything on them.

When Liu Hui took Han Nuo's package and walked to the side of the bed to start tidying up, Han Nuo came to the bookshelf alone, put his schoolbag on the desk, and then took out a few wooden boxes that looked at the bookshelf, took out two of the long wooden boxes, and used the soft silk in the box to gently wrap the bamboo in his hand and the painting equivalent to the graduation photo, and gently placed it at the bottom of the bookshelf.

Then he began to organize his schoolbag and put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones he brought back from the private school on his desk one by one......

After Han Nuo sorted out his schoolbag, Liu Hui also packed up Han Nuo's big package. Outside, Han Tiezhu also walked into the small courtyard with a big food box.

"Okay, son, let's go to dinner!" Liu Hui, who heard the movement, reminded Han Nuo and walked towards the outside of the house.

Han Nuo touched his empty stomach, and walked out of the house with a smile.

"Son, you are really blessed, there are dishes made of fresh fish and live shrimp for lunch today!" Han Tiezhu, who was carrying the food box, said loudly after seeing Han Nuo.

"Oh! there are fish and shrimp!" Hearing Han Tiezhu's words, Han Nuo's voice also had a hint of happiness, only when he came here did he know how precious fresh vegetables are in winter, and how rare fresh fish and shrimp are.

Especially for Han Nuo's Sword Casting Castle, it is even more rare, there are no big rivers near Sword Casting Castle, not even many small streams and rivers, there are really not many fish and shrimp, and no one makes a living by fishing and catching shrimp, so occasionally some people are greedy to go on a trip, maybe they will sell some in Blue Y County if they catch more.

And Sword Forgery will only go to Blue Y County to replenish supplies once in ten days and half a month, and when it comes to selling live fish and shrimp, the probability is really not how to describe it!

Today, there is a meal made of fish and shrimp, which is really a huge temptation for Han Nuo, who doesn't know the taste of meat for another month and a half!

After having a good lunch at noon, in the afternoon, Han Nuo visited his grandfather Han Cang, grandfather Liu Sansheng, second grandfather Han Ye, and the second uncle and two uncles' homes.

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Sitting cross-legged on the bed in his bedroom, smelling the unique smell of the gentle sunlight emitted by the quilt on the bed, Han Nuo slowly closed his eyes, did not recite the "Huang Ting Jing", but naturally calmed down, his breathing gradually became steady and long, and the eyeballs of his eyes began to move unconsciously,

At this moment, Han Nuo felt the power of tranquility, quietly looked at his heart, quietly watched the surging currents of thought surging below him, but it didn't affect him in the slightest, watching the currents of thought gradually converge into the sea, he was like an independent outsider, looking at his various thoughts, the attachment to his family, the gratitude to Teacher Wang Shi as if he saw the old man in the orphanage in his previous life, and the fear of loss......

Pap-papa-pap-pap-

Like bubbles, all the currents of thought began to burst and dissipate little by little, and finally, only the faint light surrounded him...... Colorful points of light gradually filled the heavens and the earth, and Han Nuo could once again feel his body, and the colorful points of light existed in the entire heaven and earth......