"Uncle Nie, tell me why, I'll be the referee for you, I promise to be fair and just." Zongyi interjected, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement.

"Okay! I'm relieved to have a referee. Nie Guangyi's right hand was raised halfway, and he rubbed it with his left hand.

In this not cold season, the action of rubbing hands seems a little strange.

It's a bit like wanting to kill Zong Yi, and he forcibly held back at the last second.

Meng Xinzhi propped his chin, tilted his head, and cast his gaze on Nie Guangyi.

This is not the first time she has seen Nie Guangyi, but it is the first time she has been curious about Nie Guangyi.

Nie Guangyi began to explain his reasons in the unabashedly gaze of Dream Xinzhi:

"From a long time ago, there was a saying among the people, "The rich set off fireworks, and the poor hit iron flowers."

"In addition, there is a more well-known saying, [There are three hardships in life, supporting the boat to beat iron and sell tofu]."

"It's too hard to strike iron, and the income is not high."

"Ever since the blacksmiths knew that the iron flower could be used for performance, they began to use it to supplement their families."

"There are all kinds of signs that the people who came out to fight iron flowers at the beginning were poor."

"You can't deny that, can you?"

Nie Guangyi looked back at Meng Xinzhi directly, without any weakness at all.

Weakness of heart is an emotion that can only be achieved by peeping.

At the moment, whoever is weak will lose.

"No denial." Meng Xinzhi felt that Nie Guangyi's expression was a little funny.

It's a bit of a gesture that she went home with a good score and asked her to guess how many points she scored.

Meng Xinzhi looked at Zong Yi, and then turned back to look at Nie Guangyi, with a smile on his face that he couldn't hide.

"Can you stop laughing!"

Nie Guangyi's vicious tone was quite begging for mercy.

"Why?" There is no meaning of convergence at all in the heart of the dream.

The beauty smiled and turned her eyes. Moonflower shy. Hold the golden ou.

Nie Guangyi's whole person was in chaos.

The girl in front of her is simply fouling.

The foul was given to a person who was allergic to the classics, and he directly remembered the words of the Dongpo layman.

Nie Guangyi didn't answer Meng Xinzhi's question, but instead asked Zong Yi: "Does the referee care?" ”

"What's the matter?" The minor referee has not yet figured out the [Law Enforcement Regulations].

"Your sister laughs all the time, laughs all the time, not serious at all. How can I make it clear what is incorrect? ”

Nie Guangyi didn't fight in one place: "When your school teachers are in class, don't they ask to listen carefully?" ”

What a valid reason!

"My sister, you see Teacher Nie is angry!"

"Then my sister is not smiling?" Yumeshin's efforts endured.

"That's not good, my sister looks the best when she laughs."

"Can you laugh or not?" Dream Xinzhi was amused by Zongyi's laughter even more.

Nie Guangyi was speechless, so he had to move his gaze down.

It moved to Yume's waist at once.

The waist is slender. Flowers like cheeks. Eyebrows like leaves. Words are like yellow.

Now it's okay, even the ancient poems of non-noun people have run into his head.

It's too much, this pair of sisters with clever tongues!

You can't beat or scold, and the internationally renowned architect is bored with self-deprecation, so he can only retreat to the second.

Nie Guangyi sighed in resignation and began to arm himself with knowledge:

"If you want to have an anti-scald effect, ordinary clothes will definitely not work."

"It has to be a thick padded jacket, right?"

"In the era of low living standards, blacksmiths may not be able to scrape together the money for a padded jacket for a few years."

"Wearing thick cotton clothes to play iron flowers, the stars of iron flowers are stained on the clothes, and even the patches may not be rich when you turn around."

"Therefore, they would rather be bare and wounded themselves than break their only padded jacket."

"That's the real reason for being bare-chested."

Nie Guangyi rubbed his hands again.

This time, Yume's heart didn't understand what the reason was.

"Mr. Nie, where did you see this reason?"

Yume's memory doesn't have this.

She dreamed of striking iron flowers, and she was just pushing Wang Ximeng to go shopping.

It's one of the many performances I've seen.

It's not based on this skill.

"I don't see it." Nie Guangyi also smiled, and used the curvature of the corners of his mouth that he thought was the best-looking: "I'm just hearsay." ”

"No, Uncle Nie, I'm ready to decide that you have won, how can you come to hearsay?" Zongyi's little referee looked uncertain.

"What's wrong with hearsay?" Nie Guangyi asked Zong Yi: "Don't you think hearsay is more reliable than dreaming?" ”

"Uncle Nie, hearsay is definitely more reliable than my dreams, and it's the same dream, but my sister's is not the same."

"In this way, Zongyi classmate, it is also hearsay, but the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage are different."

"What do you mean, Uncle Nie?"

"That's right, I said this by listening to your father's hometown, Mr. Yang Jianjun, the non-genetic inheritor of the Iron Flower of Queshan."

"Wow! Uncle Nie, have you seen the non-genetic inheritor of the Iron Flower of Queshan? ”

"Is there anything strange about that? My grandfather is also the inheritor of the traditional construction skills of wooden arch bridges! ”

"Oh, yes! Uncle Nie, then I decided that you won this game, you can tell me about the Queshan Iron Flower. ”

"Isn't Queshan your hometown, and you still need me to introduce you?"

"It was my father's grandfather's hometown, and my grandfather's father came to the south."

"That's right. If your sister thinks I've won, I'll tell you about it. ”

Nie Guangyi talked to a little girl about the conditions, and that posture was only twelve years old, and even more than one year old would be even more naïve than Zongyi.

"Sister, sister, sister, make a statement!"

"Sister, sister, you're right!"

The difference between Zongyi and Dream Heart is expressed in classical rap.

Nie is twenty years younger and more satisfied, and he is satisfied with the beginning of popular science and the iron flower:

"To make iron flowers, the first thing is to put the iron in the furnace and burn it into molten iron."

"Then pour 1600-1700 degrees of molten iron into the [flower stick] made of willow wood."

"This temperature is not fixed, there are many influencing factors, and it depends on the weather of the day."

"There is a mantra for playing iron flowers, which is called [playing white but not red, playing fast and not slow]."

"When the molten iron is red, it means that it is still relatively viscous."

"The temperature rises to a certain level, usually close to 1,700 degrees, and the molten iron turns white."

"Only white molten iron can be used to hit iron flowers."

"The artists who are unbridled take turns to hit the [flower sticks] in the middle of the [flower shed] that have been set up in advance."

"Only when the force is strong enough and the striking position is accurate enough can the molten iron completely disperse in the air."

"In the middle of the [flower shed], a long [old pole] will be erected, and hitting the old pole means that everything will go well in the coming year."

In Mr. Yang's words, striking iron flowers is to fight against the scorching danger with flesh and blood, and to lift everyone's hearts with one's own strength. 】”