"Wow, how did you drink it, it's bitter and spicy." Taking a sip of the chrysanthemum wine handed over by Midsummer, An Ji frowned and swallowed, "Although this wine has the auspicious meaning of praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, I really can't get used to drinking it." ”

"Huh? No, I shouldn't give you ......" took the cup back in front of his eyes and looked at it, Midsummer was shocked to realize that the osmanthus wine that should have been handed out was still held in his other hand, but he handed out the chrysanthemum wine that he didn't like very much.

Looking at the helplessness on his best friend's face, Midsummer smiled heartlessly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You, you also advise me not to be deceived, I am usually so careless, I really don't know how you manage the shop yourself!" An Ji opened his mouth, and there was a tone of Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu saying, 'You have changed everything in the future', and she was really helpless.

In the middle of summer, sometimes things are inseparable from the frizziness, which is reflected in the school - with fabric without a ruler, with a ruler without pins, with pins without design drafts...... There is only what An Ji can't imagine, and there is nothing that can't fall in midsummer.

"That's different, don't forget my money addict!"

"Don't look at me, I can lose everything, my Hanfu store makes money, and I can calculate the money clearly!" Midsummer is said bluntly and frankly, but it does not make people feel philistine.

Who in the world doesn't love money? Midsummer relies on his own skills to earn money, There is nothing to be ashamed of saying it, and it is also a serious 'gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way'.

"By the way, if you have a chance to cooperate with you just now, don't forget to give me a piece of the pie!"

An Ji nodded, in the face of major events, Midsummer can always be more mature and stable than herself, but it is these bits and pieces of life, the latter is only a lot more childish than herself.

The sky is getting darker, and most of the exhibits on the booth just now are scattered, scattered on the booth, which makes people not look so appetizing.

Occasionally, children pass by, and their eyes become dodgy because of the fragments of pastries - adults teach children not to eat unclean things, but children can't tell what is messy and what is unclean.

"Children, these pieces are good, they haven't been touched, you can take them if you want to eat."

The experienced girl standing behind the display desk cleaned up the scraps and put the whole pastries in order, and with her own diligence, she kept the pastries that were still in demand from being dumped into the trash and went down the road they shouldn't have.

The child thought for a while, his eyes wandered between the parents and the pastry, and finally he did not resist the temptation of the food, said thank you and held the pastry in his hand.

"If I were a kid, I wouldn't be able to tell if it's clean or not." Midsummer smiled in his eyes, and complained about himself very naturally, "And I'm embarrassed to continue to ask for it, so I'll help others clean it up." ”

Here the two girlfriends were chatting about their childhood, and the girls on the other side of the booth also cleaned up the last bit of scraps and brought out the plastic bags in the trash can.

"Well, no, sorry."

"Ah......" the person who came was very regretful, "but it's a pity that you haven't left yet, can you leave a contact information?" ”

In fact, this kind of garden party is also an effective way for the local government to promote products, just like the West Lake Hanfu garden party that was invited to participate in the middle of summer, most of which will bring a lot of income to exhibitors, or good publicity.

Of course, all this still needs to be established under the premise that the quality of the business itself is guaranteed, otherwise it will only become a '315 anti-counterfeiting'.

"Okay, then you can add me on WeChat."

After dealing with the comers, the girl and her companion explained a few words, and walked straight towards An Ji and Midsummer.

"I just saw you calling, so I'm embarrassed to disturb ......" The girl didn't give the two of them time to react, and continued, "You are the Hanfu store and intangible inheritor who does skits, right?" ”

During this period of time, there have been other intangible cultural heritage inheritance units, or related practitioners who have learned this form and started to make short plays, and An Ji and Sheng Xia don't know if the other party is referring to themselves.

Seeing that the two of them didn't have the reaction she imagined, the girl couldn't help but feel a little lost, but she still didn't give up and added: "Is it Hang Luo?" ”

"Well, we're ...... Have you seen it? ”

"Ahhh

"That, there are two periods, girl, who are you?" Midsummer's brain is just open, and it is indeed the taste of the 'shop' in the comment area.

The words also came out of his mouth, and it was only in midsummer that he realized that his tone was inappropriate, and he coughed lightly twice, wanting to make up for it.

"Ah, you're really a shop!"

"Hmm...... I made it clear this time, you are the store, you are the inheritor! ”

It was only at this time in the middle of summer that I realized that I was too worried. After all, the speeches of the two full stops in the comment area don't seem to be much restrained, and in reality, they naturally have to be out of the box.

"Every time your video either doesn't appear, or you will appear together, even if you start a live broadcast in the store! I can't tell the difference at all! ”

"My girlfriend does come to help me a lot." Even the mouths were spoken in unison. In normal times, An Ji and Sheng Xia don't feel anything, and in front of fans, they can't help but be cramped.

The girl in charge of the booth was still immersed in the joy of 'meeting the blogger of her own fan', and she didn't notice the embarrassment of the two at all: "I will be able to show off in the future, I am not a fake fan!" ”

The color of the chrysanthemums not far away has been dimmed, and the heavens send the stars, and the glow is in the sky, but the flowers are drooping.

The partners who were traveling with the girl were urging, but the girl still chatted with the two girlfriends, and after thinking about it, she blushed and shouted: "Shop, quickly put the clothes on the shelves, the pastries and wine pipes are enough, I will pay, this girl is rich!" ”

Speaking up for her 'love' for Hang Luo and Hanfu, the girl is very brave and doesn't feel dead at all. What's more, there are acquaintances next to him, and this is also said in the hearts of more than one person, where can anyone laugh at this kind of 'love that dares to speak out'?

"Hahaha, it's good to be young, I don't dare now." Midsummer sighed and pretended to beat his waist, "Old man, if we can fight for a few more years, we should be the post-00s in the world!" ”

"I think when I was in college, I dared to think about what to say, I didn't care so much, and now I am still confined by reality after all, and I can't compare to that year."

Ruirui brews at four o'clock, and the golden autumn is fragrant. Lin shrugged, wanting to find sooner or later. The morning sun is heavy again, and the green clouds gather a seat. Wait for three more springs, and the east wind is within reach.

I don't know who wrote such a limerick poem on the message board on the side, and in the end it was all the sighs of midsummer expressed in this autumn chrysanthemum.

"But in fact, we are not old, the uncles and aunts in the factory can take the factory to make so many innovations, and the two of us must be fine." Midsummer's thinking is too jumpy, and I don't know when it will turn into a completely different idea.

If there is a problem, there is no problem, An Ji can't tell, but An Ji knows that the uncles and aunts in the factory have been busy for most of their lives, and their participation with their girlfriends and boyfriends in the past two or three years will eventually pay off.

"Hey, what do we ask for in return for doing this kind of thing?" Facing the interview, Aunt Wang shook her head with a smile, as kind as ever, "If you want to ask for something in return, you ask our Sister Zhang, if it's to make money, isn't it good for us to specialize in silk embroidery?" ”

The silk of Hangzhou is famous all over the world, but how many people's memories are not such as Hangluo, Song Jin, and Silk in such a shuttle?

What is really well-known to the public is those imitation silk prints, embroidered handkerchiefs, and scarves, which attract customers from all over the world with the slogan of "the last seven days, the store will be closed and folded" every day.

"You're right, but what do you children think about this kind of thing?" News stories don't just need to be true, they also need to touch people's hearts.

A good news outlet, a good reporter, will think about real issues, rather than using exaggerated headlines and edited remarks as a flashpoint to attract the audience's attention.

"It's okay if it's not convenient for you to answer." Xu was afraid that Aunt Wang would misunderstand her purpose, so the reporter followed and explained, "We just want to understand the difficulties you have faced and are facing, and to understand the views of young people on these old crafts." ”

An Ji can't represent young people, and people who are full of spurning for these old crafts can't represent young people. This is well known to reporters and everyone present.

It's just that the incomprehension of society is really not as good as the incomprehension of the family in many cases, just like what An Ji faced at the beginning, the reality is not only the general environment, but also a small family, both of which are inseparable from a person's constraints, but they are also somewhere, becoming a person's strongest backing.

"My child doesn't think it's good or bad, but when he was a child, he felt that it was shameless to say it, and other people's parents were teachers and policemen, and we worked as weavers, as if we were in danger."

"Now it's with me......"

Whether it's Aunt Wang or Uncle Li, in fact, the children in the family have always felt that the profession of weaver is not decent, and they make people laugh when they say it.

"I always said that my family was not short of money, and told me to retire and stop working." Aunt Wang said, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The children have their own careers, they don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they can even support themselves and their wives. But no one can understand their love for Hangluo, and no one is willing to inherit their mantle.

"There are still fewer and fewer people who learn this craft, and even my own children can't bear this hardship, and what child is not raised by their parents?"

Recording Aunt Wang's words one by one, the reporter reported a lot of news, and it was best to see whether a person was revealing his true feelings, and he was unconsciously brought into the sorrow of the former's worries about Hangluo's successors.

Marking this emotionally intense content as the focus, the reporter naturally intends to emphasize it, so as to gain the audience's attention and discussion.

Looking around, coupled with An Ji's WeChat, it means that there is something to communicate in time, and the reporter hurriedly escaped from this emotional field that is not under his control.

Walking straight outside the factory fence, the reporter's footsteps stopped, took out his shorthand book, and crossed out the key points just marked - under the discussion, there will always be people who doubt the emotions and original intentions of these old people, which is chilling.

"Isn't that good? I was very moved, many people of my parents' generation at home have nostalgic feelings for this Hangluo. The cameraman saw that his colleague crossed out the point, was silent for a long time, settled his camera, and still frowned.

"Isn't it just emotion that touches people with these cultures? When talking about history, there will always be people who think that it is all in the past, and it is good to write it in books and have someone to know. ”

"Since it's an exclusive interview, I still want to think about the mood of these old people when they see the comment area." They are all old colleagues who have worked together for many years, and the reporter also knows the character of the cameraman and understands that the latter is also thinking about these people.

"Sometimes it's not to blame people for being too angry now, it's true that some brands always play the emotional card, which makes many people feel cold."

Even though the cameraman understood what his fellow reporter meant, he put all the machines in his hand into the interview car, and returned to the appearance of not saying a word in the factory just now.

"I hope they can make greater achievements in the future, and then no one will think that they are surviving by playing the emotional card." Stepping into the car, the reporter's voice stopped as the door closed.

"Click, bang!"

"Click, click, click!"

The interviewer left, and the factory returned to its usual rhythm, not affected by the former at all.

"Okay, there is progress, or you learn really fast!" Aunt Zhang did not hesitate to praise An Ji's words, looking at the girl in front of her, Aunt Zhang felt down-to-earth in her heart.

With an inheritor like An Ji who is down-to-earth and innovative, I dare not say whether I can help my peers, at least Hangluo will not be broken in the hands of his own generation!

With An Ji, Aunt Zhang is really relieved, she will not be sorry for the craftsmanship passed down by generations in her family, nor will she be sorry for the grandfather who carried forward this craft in Hangzhou thousands of years ago.

"Come, come over and tie two knots, I'll see." Signaling An Ji to put down the work in her hand, Aunt Zhang pulled the person to get up, "This is often used, you still practice less than we did at that time, you have to recover from time to time, otherwise you will be born." ”

Looking at the two hair-like silk threads in front of him, An Ji couldn't help but hold his breath.

Then press the intersection with the big finger of the left hand, make the silk thread on the right hand circle along the big finger, clip it to the previous intersection, and then thread the silk thread of the left hand through the circle of the square...... It's exactly the same process as in that ancient book, and it's exactly the same.

"Your hand is pressed a little looser here, do you see that this knot is tied with me, is it a little bigger?" Aunt Zhang stared at An Ji while staring at it, and she could make a knot in her hand that was a few points smaller than the latter's knot, which was really not something that could be done in a day and a half.

"But it's really good, I didn't have the patience to come back at that time, let alone tie the knot."

As always, encouragement, as always, patience, Aunt Zhang is afraid that she will teach An Ji even a little less, and she is afraid that she will scare away this good seedling......

The phone call always came so inopportunely, An Ji had to stand up rather sorry, take the phone and walk out.

(End of chapter)