Picking up people

Author: Erzi Congzhou

Picking up people

When she came upstairs, Jiang Shuyi breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "It almost scared me to death a few times just now!"

Zhou Zhi smiled. The first time probably started when Principal Zhao said, "Everyone gets half of the military medals." The second time was when Jiang's mother said, "You two should be good together." The third time was when my mother was concerned about Yan Xiao and He.

A poetic love affair.

Pretending to be relaxed, he said: "Looking at the attitudes of Principal Zhao and Mom, they are actually very tolerant. They banned it before, mainly because they were afraid that we would affect learning."

"Look at the way my mother gossiped about Salt Rat and Shiqing's situation. Isn't this an unacceptable attitude?!"

"There are also the square and our former dormitory at the agricultural machinery factory, so scary!" Jiang Shu felt a chill on the back of his neck just thinking about it: "Every night after self-study, we were crossing the cemetery."

"You are scaring yourself." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "The cemeteries are gone long ago, and I discovered a problem by reading ancient people's notes, that is, even if there are ghosts, they will not exist in the world for long."

"Yeah?"

"Look, there are many records of Fuqi in ancient people's notes. The stories talk about the ghosts they invited, and they often recited poems and composed poems."

"In the stories of the Republic of China, the level of ghost's classical writing is far behind."

"When they were in the first year of high school, they liked to play pen fairy, so they would simply answer yes or no."

"So from this point of view, ghosts, like people, also undergo metabolism. It is the younger generations of the Yangtze River that urge the older ones, and a new generation of ghosts replaces the old ghosts."

Jiang Shuyi snorted and finally laughed out loud: "I feel like you're talking nonsense."

"You have also read "Notes of Yuewei Thatched Cottage", haven't you?" Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Almost forty years have passed since the square was built. There have been two more generations of people in the world, and it is time for the ghosts to change.

Two crops.”

"So even if some of the old cemetery remains, it was gone twenty years ago."

There are also two tables at Zhou Zhi's house, but they are upstairs. Lao Yang and his apprentices are eating after finishing the banquet.

This is also the way to reserve seats in rural areas now. The cooking team also has a table, but they do not eat with the guests of the host family.

"Is the boss satisfied this time?" Lao Yang put down his glass and asked when he saw Zhou Zhi coming.

"The owner of this meal is Shu Yi, and I am the mediator. Let her know if she is satisfied or not." Zhou Zhi and Lao Yang were very familiar with each other, and they were always laughing and joking when they met.

Jiang Shuyi gently pinched Zhou Zhi. She did not dare to talk to Lao Yang using her identity as a master.

"This meal is very comfortable." Zhou Zhi had no choice but to take over the conversation: "The authentic Jiudou Bowl is a bit hard to find in the city these days."

"The main thing is that the soup is a little troublesome. Once the soup is ready, everything else is easy. It's just a matter of steaming it over a high fire." Lao Yang said: "Sit down and eat some together again?"

"No, no, let's come up first to say thank you for your hard work."

"The big pot of chicken soup has been prepared for Lao Xu, and the chicken offal has been taken care of, but the knife has not been changed. Lao Xu is picky and deserves to be exhausted to death!" Speaking of this, Lao Yang was still teasing Lao Xu.

Pretentious.

"Old Xu has something to pursue." Zhou Zhi also smiled: "You dare to argue with a man who is both hot and crisp and can perform five kinds of knife skills?"

For the popular double-crisp dish, Lao Xu has to cut five types of flower knives. Among the five commonly used knives, he can choose any two according to his mood. Generally, he can cut chrysanthemums and phoenix tails. Three kinds of flowers should be used to cut the belly.

The magnolia flower knife composed of knives represents the core, petals and receptacle of magnolia respectively.

Speaking of which, Lao Xu was also brought into the ditch by Zhou Zhi and his godfather. He went further and further in the word "exquisite" of private dishes. He and Lao Yang specialize in farm dishes, which are heavy on aroma and taste but light on color. They are no longer the same.

.

Although the two of them competed with each other verbally, they actually admired each other in their hearts. Lao Yang couldn't help but get dizzy when he saw Lao Xu's dozens of knife skills, while Lao Xu asked himself whether he was better at the most profound skill in Sichuan cuisine - soup soup.

Not as good as Lao Yang.

After the two of them greeted Lao Yang, they went downstairs to arrange the fruit plate and pastry plate, and then went out to pick up their fourth cousin and aunt.

The wheelchair made by An Ran's cousin has been upgraded. There is a battery and motor installed under the wheelchair. There is a control panel on the right armrest. It is actually a slow crawler car. In addition to the previous stair climbing function, it also has better endurance.

, you can drive it to go shopping.

The only disadvantage is that the speed is very slow, which is about the same as a person walking slowly. With the current battery capacity, it cannot go very far. It can walk back and forth from Zaoling Bridge to Hongshui River Bridge in Jiachuan County.

The weather was a bit hot, so when I came to the small courtyard, I saw my fourth cousin preparing for my fourth aunt to go out.

A cool board was set up on the wheelchair, which was made of bamboo slices. What's amazing is that there is a painting on it, which is three-quarters of the way into the bamboo.

This bamboo mat has been used until it is as oily as amber, making the orchid stone pattern on it even more vivid and sophisticated.

"This is not the skill of an ordinary craftsman." Zhou Zhi could tell at a glance that this painting was not done by the old craftsman who made bamboo chairs at the north entrance.

"Painting bamboo mats is actually similar to painting traditional Chinese paintings," said the fourth cousin, "but instead of using ink, we use hydrochloric acid."

"Hydrochloric acid can be divided into shades and shades. You have to paint quickly, relying entirely on the wet traces of acid to arrange the painting according to the light."

"After the painting is done, the first strokes have dried. You need to spray it with water again to keep it moist. Then spray it with a flamethrower. The acid traces will turn black and carbonize. You can also adjust the intensity of the brush and ink by using the fire for a long time.

control to achieve more complex painting effects.”

"After all the strokes are sprayed, a lasting picture will be imprinted on the mat."

"Your fourth uncle made this by himself decades ago." Fourth aunt smiled and said, "I couldn't bear to throw it away. I have changed the rope ten times."

"But you can't throw it away. If you really want to throw it away, let me know and I'll help." Zhou Zhi smiled and helped his fourth cousin to stick the bamboo mat on the wheelchair and fold the extra part back: "The Hsinchu chair can hold meat, so you have to use it.

It took decades to become smooth and comfortable.”

"Hello fourth cousin, hello fourth aunt." Only then did Jiang Shuyi have time to say hello to the two old people.

"Shu Yi has gained a little weight and looks better." Jiang Shuyi's quiet personality suits her fourth aunt's taste, and she often visits with Zhou Zhi. When Zhou Zhi restored ancient paintings with her fourth uncle, her fourth aunt taught Jiang Shuyi how to seal.

Seal incense and tea, now Jiang Shuyi has received the true message.

After all, Zhou Zhi's character is still a bit out of touch. In terms of his meticulous skills, he can still be calm and composed in calligraphy and painting, but he becomes a little impatient when switching to other categories.

My fourth cousin often asked Zhou Zhilin to practice writing in small regular script with a thousand characters as an exercise of "self-denial", which meant that you would start to get impatient while writing, and then use your will to overcome this impatience, and gradually turn it into concentration.

With this skill, talents can further develop their "state of mind", be able to control and adjust their own negative emotions, and finally achieve the cultivation of "introversion and implication".

But it's not in nature to do this. Li Jiang Shuyi's naturally calm and steady temperament was one step behind.
Chapter completed!