The excitement of the last night is not over, and today I have to calm down and learn bamboo weaving.

Xi'an's bamboo weaving is famous in the country, and the teacher selected by the program team for them is full of bamboo products, in addition to bamboo baskets and dustpans, there are many small animals made of bamboo, such as rabbits and cats, but the most surprising thing for Meng Wan is that there is also a set of tea sets made of fine bamboo silk on the case.

In the midst of everyone's admiration, the teacher came out.

What people didn't expect was that the teacher looked like he was in his thirties, and he was still very young.

The teacher's surname is Xu, he said: "Now there are fewer and fewer inheritors of many folk arts, and many young people are reluctant to try bamboo weaving again, so if it goes on, soon, no one will know that our country has such excellent technology, so I also want to use your program to promote the charm of bamboo weaving, I hope that more and more people like bamboo weaving, and more and more people can understand our country's intangible cultural heritage." ”

The guests applauded, Meng Wan thought of the last shadow puppet show, if it weren't for this experience, she might never pick up shadow puppets in her life, let alone perform a shadow puppet show.

The barrage also expressed his agreement [There is one thing to say, bamboo weaving is really good, my family still uses bamboo weaving products, the quality is also very good, very durable. 】

[Don't you think it's a great sense of accomplishment to turn thin bamboo silk into cute or practical things? 】

[The things that the teacher made up are so cute, but unfortunately I haven't seen them sold in the city.] 】

[This is indeed a very good experience, next time I will take my baby to experience intangible cultural heritage.] 】

……

While speaking, the guests have already gotten started.

Afraid that they would be stabbed by bamboo, the teacher also prepared gloves for everyone very intimately.

The basic process of bamboo weaving is to cross the bamboo wires to make the bamboo fixed, which is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say.

Meng Wan obviously followed the teacher's steps every step of the way, but why was the small basket she worked so hard to make crooked, and there was no beauty at all.

Bo Xingxing is also doing it, he is making a small ball, the ball is very round, whether to say it or not, it looks much better than Meng Wan.

Bo Xingxing comforted that she was abstract art.

Meng Wan learned from the pain and tried again.

Or is it really a qualitative change after a quantitative change, after Meng Wan sat on two bamboo baskets, the third one finally began to take shape with a mellow prototype, of course, in this process, Bo Xingxing made two balls.

The barrage is also laughing [I finally know what Meng Wan's weakness is, my hands are really stupid. 】

[It's not counting, bamboo weaving is not a simple thing, not to mention that Meng Wan is also the first time to do this, and it is fast to get started, of course, it is the thin star next to her who is too clever and talented. 】

[My dad is a bamboo weaver, he watched the live broadcast, and said that Bo Xingxing is a good seedling who learns bamboo weaving, I don't know if Bo Xingxing is willing to give up hundreds of millions of family properties and do bamboo weaving haha. 】

[Hahaha, the one upstairs, don't be too funny. 】

In addition to Meng Wan's group, the rest of the guests also made their own bamboo weaving, and a few people took a look together, and Meng Wan found that it was actually the best ball made of thin stars, with a mellow appearance, and a bell was placed in it, which was shaken and rang.

Meng Wan couldn't help but exclaim: "Xingxing, you have this talent, look at how beautiful you are." ”

Bo Xingxing pursed his lips slightly, handed the small ball with the bell to Meng Wan, and said coolly: "Give it to you." ”

"Wow," Meng Wan took the ball and shook it, the sound of the bell was very crisp: "Thank you Xingxing, I like it very much." ”

Meng Wan looked at her basket again: "Although it's not very good-looking, do you want it?" ”

Bo Xingxing pretended not to care, and coolly put the rest of the ball in the basket, replacing words with actions.

Meng Wan touched the top of Bo Xingxing's hair, and by the way, pulled Bo Xingxing's arm and let him hold the basket.

Yesterday's program team was merciful, tonight the mothers still have to cook by themselves, and decide what to do by drawing lots, compared to Shan Yun's soup dumplings and Lu Nong's cold skin, Meng Wan's dumplings are simple.

Meng Wan has never made dumplings but probably knows what the process is, first adjust the filling, she makes bamboo shoot filling, with lean dried tofu and shrimp skin in it, Meng Wan estimated that she has done a good job here, maybe it's time to be ashamed.

Meng Wan was full of confidence, until-face-to-face.

She uses glutinous rice flour, plus rice flour and flour.

There was no electronic scale, so Meng Wan poured powder and water according to her feelings.

When adding water, she is careful not to add too much until the dough is a little dry and not formed.

She swore that the second time she added water, she only added a little bit of water......

Meng Wan looked at the hands full of dough and wanted to cry without tears, obviously she was already so cautious, why would she be like this.

The neighbor aunt who was watching the excitement couldn't stand it anymore and reminded: "You add more glutinous rice noodles." ”

Meng Wan immediately took this as a guideline, and poured glutinous rice noodles into the basin for another night.

It's really in response to the old saying, add more water to powder, add more water to powder, and water and gouache are endless.