In fact, applying for World Heritage is a very normal thing.

Nowadays, many traditional Chinese skills are gradually becoming less powerful. If you want to find the cork painting on Lu Zi'an's head, you have successfully applied for World Heritage.

In addition, many veteran craftsmen are also working hard to apply for World Heritage. Even if they can no longer be passed on, at least they can retain these skills in other ways.

However, the procedures for applying for World Heritage are extremely difficult to follow, and the conditions are harsh and the most important thing is strict review.

There was even a regret that the applicant for World Heritage has passed, but the author of World Heritage has passed away.

Lu Zi'an's successful application for World Heritage has a very strong impact on everyone, but the Bai family is the one who is most affected by it.

The Bai family even welcomed a large group of visitors early in the morning. Bai Zihang smiled and invited them to sit down. His childishness had faded in his every move: "Dear uncles and uncles, please sit down."

Everyone sat down in the lobby, and before the tea came, someone could not wait to say, "Zi Hang, I heard that Master Lu has a good relationship with your grandfather, right? He successfully applied for World Heritage, and it seems that he had added your names?"

"Yes, yes." Another person said anxiously: "This application for World World is not an easy task. Since it has been approved, have you ever thought about how to do it?"

"How to do it?" Bai Zihang smiled warmly, with a calm look on his face: "Let's continue to make wood carvings."

“…”

Bai Zihang made his brain into wood carvings, right?

"Hey, you." Everyone looked at Bai Zihang with a grudge: "How can you continue to make wood carvings? What's the future?"

"Yes, I'll tell you, hurry up and go to the government and ask them to allocate funds to repair your old house, and do some tourism and other things. Oh, you can earn a lot of money every day, which is not as profitable as you do wood carving!"

"That's the reason! Zi Hang, don't learn from your master. His elm-head is not good at it. You are young, you have to learn to seize opportunities, do you know?"

Everyone said something, and I said something, and the lobby suddenly became lively.

The application for World Heritage is an unprecedentedly popularization and popularization activity for cultural relics protection knowledge, and is a vivid patriotic education class.

It is the same in every place. Once a successful application for World Heritage is applied for, the official will strongly support it.

The suggestion they made is really not groundless. If the Bai family agrees, this idea may be implemented.

The premise is that if Bai Zihang agrees.

"Hey, we have said so much, Zihang, you are showing your opinion. What do you think?" The person who spoke was an uncle from Bai Zihang's distant room, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Bai Zihang looked at him slowly and put down his cup: "What can I think? Didn't the old house give it to the old uncle?"

The joy on everyone's faces gradually solidified.

Well……

It's so embarrassing.

When Mr. Bai was still alive, because of those messy things, they felt that Mr. Bai's lineage had lost all the face of the Bai family and made them unable to live in the local area, so they moved them out.

Later, some people in the older generation of the Bai family said that since they didn't live in the old house, they had to give up the house. Mr. Bai was stubborn and couldn't listen to advice. No one could take care of his temper. In anger, he actually gave up the house.

Uncle Bai coughed and said unnaturally: "Hey, that's the matter of the previous generation. What are we going to get involved in? In our hearts, the old house is naturally yours..."

"Take it seriously?" Bai Zihang looked at him with some surprise and joy.

“This is natural!”

"Yes, yes, that's yours."

"It should be, Zi Hang, don't take it to your heart, those things have passed..."

Bai Zihang nodded obediently: "With these words from all uncles, I feel relieved, Shuhang."

Why did you suddenly call Bai Shuhang that worldly devil? What did you call him?

Everyone had a bad premonition in their hearts, and then they saw Bai Shuhang walking in with a small face and holding a stack of paper.

Behind him was a man in a suit, with his eyebrows solemn, and he had a bit of momentum.

"What is this for?" Everyone looked at each other.

Bai Shuhang grinned and grinned: "Thank you for your love, uncles and uncles, and I am willing to return the old house to us, thank you!"

Alas?

Who said he would pay it back?

Why did you have to get the old house back after a few words?

Then what else? Is the house being given up, aren’t they just coming here for nothing?

Uncle Bai looked a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth with a teacup, "It's all a family, it doesn't matter who the house is in, we just need to know it..."

"Yes, Zihang, Uncle Ah, now you have to talk about you. What are you doing? Forcing your uncle? How can you, a child, do you?"

"That's right, this is not something your uncle can do. Wow, you, alas! What's the use of forcing him?" He patted his thighs, looking extremely disappointed.

Uncle Bai also looked like he was having troubles and said, "I actually want to do it very much, but this is not something I can do after all..."

Bai Zihang was a little hesitant, what they said made sense...

"Uncle, don't worry." Bai Shuhang smiled and handed over the first document: "I've found out everything. The old house has been transferred to your name long ago. You can make the decision!"

"...Ah." Uncle Bai glanced at the file name stiffly, and his eyes turned a little dark. How did he know...

Bai Shuhang looked at him innocently, tilted his head and smiled innocently: "Uncle, you are so nice to us. When I visit the tomb in Qingming Festival, I will definitely talk to my grandfather about this matter!"

When he put on a high hat, Uncle Bai's face turned blue.

Seeing that he couldn't get out of Taiwan, the distant uncle in front of him hurriedly extended a helping hand: "Well, Xiao Shuhang has grown up, come, let uncle see, oh, it's really good, if your master is still there..."

As he said that, he wiped his tears.

Bai Shuhang's eyes turned red, and he cried as soon as he said, "Wuwuwu, before my grandfather died, the saddest thing was that he didn't return to the old house. He said he wanted to go back. Thank you uncle, uncle, for coming this time, grandpa finally got what he wanted, thank you!"

"Don't cry, I'm here." Bai Zihang stood up and hugged him. Bai Shuhang rushed into his arms, and his back trembled.

Uncle Bai's hand stretched out was awkwardly and stayed in the air. He slapped for a while before he said, "This is not in a hurry, so I'd better go back and ask the elders. Besides, the procedures and other things take time..."

Let's drag it out first, and then think about it. I blame the second brother for not saying clearly before, which made the two boys misunderstand it.

"Don't bother everyone to go there again." The young man who followed Bai Shuhang in and said politely: "I'll introduce myself. My surname is Ji, and I'm a lawyer. This is my business card..."

Everyone took the business card with a look of disdain, and in a trance, they felt something was wrong.

Uncle Bai's face was even more pale and wanted to refuse, but Uncle Bai's grandfather in the inner room came out and said, "I signed it."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone shut their mouths.

The clan elder has passed away, and Mr. Bai is no longer there. The Bai family is now the oldest, Uncle Bai.

Even if Uncle Bai’s father comes here now, it won’t be in trouble.

What's more, they took this matter first and didn't care wherever they said it.

I was so dizzy that I was urged to finish the matter, everyone gritted their teeth and looked at Bai Zihang.

Bai Zihang was honest and said obediently without waiting for them to ask: "Don't worry, uncles and uncles, I will definitely apply as soon as possible."

The others' expressions were all relaxed and they left happily.

Only Uncle Bai and his two brothers looked as dark as the bottom of the pot, but they couldn't say anything, so they could only leave with anger.

What is this?

Slap a date?

"Okay, they're leaving." Bai Zi's aerial shot of Bai Shuhang: "Stop crying."

Bai Shuhang, who had been shaking on the table, raised his head, was almost dead, and was sure that there was no one else, laughing: "I didn't expect this trick to be really useful! It's not in vain that I'm studying it every day!"

Research?

Uncle Bai and Bai Zihang looked at each other and inexplicably: "What have you studied?"

"Study how Master Lu cheated people." Bai Shuhang was proud and extremely proud: "Hehe, although I only touched a side at the moment, I think my direction is still correct!"

It's Master Lu again.

Bai Zihang thought about it carefully and nodded in agreement: "It is indeed a bit similar to Master Lu's style of doing things, which is good."

"That's it! I said, brother, we don't need to think too much. Master Lu has already walked the road, so we can just learn it!" Bai Shuhang looked like a machine gun.

Bai Zihang followed him out and nodded: "Master Lu has helped us so much. We have to thank Master Lu. Uncle Lu will definitely hold a wedding banquet. Don't play these days, pick gifts, don't be reluctant to spend money..."

The two of them were talking about leaving, but Uncle Bai did not turn around at all.

Alas? Didn’t the clan members return the house? Why did they go to thank Master Lu?

Fortunately, they all left and to hear their conversation, they will definitely be blocked from an angry myocardial infarction.

When he received the call from Bai Shuhang, Lu Zian was making a jade zheng.

In fact, the person in charge of the vocal group originally wanted to recommend himself, but because there were too many things at the summit, he couldn't find time at all, so he could only wait for the next batch with regret.

The one who won this honor was Mr. Qiu, the master of Guzheng.

Mr. Qiu sat at the table with tea. It seemed as if the wind was light and cloudy, but in fact his eyes were correct.

Seeing the pieces of jade being carved by Lu Zi'an and then carefully carved and polished, he felt his heartstrings tense.

Every time a knife was dropped and every bit of jade chips fell, Mr. Qiu felt it was a great torment.

I'm so worried that this jade will crack!

When creating a rough blank, Lu Zian was extremely relaxed and asked by the way: "What strings Mr. Qiu likes? How many strings do he like?"

Mr. Qiu was stunned and hesitated and said, "Everything is OK."

After all, it is too difficult to make a jade qin, and it is provided by Lu Zi'an for free. If you make too many requests, you will feel a little bit more aggressive.

Besides, he has confidence in his skills. As long as Lu Zi'an can make the jade zither, he will definitely be able to adapt.

"Mr. Qiu may have misunderstood." Lu Zi'an's knife did not stop, his head was not raised, his voice was still calm and composed, but his words were loud and clear: "The so-called customization is a unique zither tailor-made for you. It will be branded with your unique personal characteristics. There is no force, it is OK, only certain and certain."
Chapter completed!