It is probably a common problem for people who like calligraphy. They can't walk when they see good calligraphy. They can't help but think about it over and over again, thinking about whether they can write it out.

This word is better because of its momentum, especially the yellowed paper pages have a unique charm, which makes people feel its profound sense of history.

"Mr. Lu also has a study of calligraphy and painting?" But Mr. Zhang returned, holding two cups of tea in his hand: "Sit."

After thanking him, Lu Zian sat down with tea in both hands and smiled and said, "I understand a little bit."

"Are you here to have fun? Or are you passing by?" Mr. Zhang held the tea and looked at them without a trace: "Isn't it a special trip to cycling diabolo?"

Lu Zian took a sip of tea, and the tea was slightly scalded. He just dipped his lips and put down the teacup: "Every one, we are planning to travel around and want to buy some diabolo from the old man."

"Oh, that's it." This statement is not uncommon. He has seen even stranger reasons before, and Mr. Zhang didn't care: "Okay, you can choose it yourself after you finish drinking the tea."

"Okay." Lu Zian smiled slightly: "Actually, I want to ask, I don't know when Mr. Zhang made scatterblast? I'm quite interested in the production process."

Making schema?

Mr. Zhang looked at him in surprise and smiled: "I was doing it just now. I'll say hello first when you come... Do you want to see? Come with me."

He staggered slightly towards the inner room, and Lu Zi'an hurriedly followed.

As I walked in, there were many photos posted on the wall, and various scenes of playing with diabolic scenes came into my eyes, making people dazzled.

"These are all filmed when I performed everywhere a few years ago. Ha, it's still interesting. When the country first started to support folk handicrafts, I took diabolo to the Great Hall of the People to attend the New Year party. The performance was quite successful and I even sold a lot of diabolo." Mr. Zhang showed a look of nostalgia.

"That's quite rare." Lu Zian watched carefully for a moment, nodded, and pointed to the side: "Is this... in Sydney?"

"Yes." Mr. Zhang looked at him in surprise, as if he was confused about how he knew, but he still explained patiently: "This is the year before yesterday, our Beiyi Tourism Bureau organized more than 20 performance groups and 5 handicrafts to Sydney to show the Beiyi style and invited me. This is very different from the last time. I was shaking diabolo at that time, walking from the city hall to Chinatown, and there were crowds of people all the way, and everyone was looking at us. Oh... the national policy is good!"

I really miss that scene now.

"That's why Mr. Zhang is good at making diabolo."

Mr. Zhang looked at him with a smile: "Hey, I just like you, who tells the truth!"

He laughed, touched his beard and nodded: "They like me to throw the diabolo high and catch it. I was stunned. Hey, I sold the old man at that time, and some black people were learning from me!"

Shen Mange was quite surprised: "Did you teach me?"

"Teach." Mr. Zhang continued to walk forward, his voice frankly and chic: "Whoever learns from me, I teaches me, and I have learned craftsmanship from me. I don't say three or four hundred, but there are two or three hundred, but now there are only six."

This ratio is indeed a bit sad.

Lu Zian didn't know what he could say, so he could only remain silent.

However, Mr. Zhang is a wonderful person. He smiled: "I am still very open-minded. This is a good job, it's okay to play with it. I really want to do this job. I'm too tired."

At this time, he had already walked to the workbench, picked up a diabolo and weighed it, and smiled: "Learn one or two tricks, young people, it is quite useful to use it to coax their girlfriends, but it is not enough to do this. It is dirty and tiring, so many people leave after learning for a while."

When he said these words, he still had a smile on his face and was happy. Obviously, he really thought so.

Lu Zian took a deep breath and sighed: "Your mentality is so good."

Not one of the ten apprentices can be left, and this proportion is indeed a bit scary.

If this is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that my mentality will have collapsed long ago.

"It's okay to have a bad mentality. What's the solution? If someone doesn't want to learn it, can I still suppress him?" Mr. Zhang snorted: "I inherited the skills passed down by my father. I can't lose them. When I can't do it anymore, if my disciples run away, I will let my son take over. I told him that this is impossible."

What he can give to his son is to take advantage of his ability to do things now and take good care of his apprenticeship.

If it is so unlucky and all the apprentices run away, then his son will have to learn it even if he doesn't learn it. There is nothing he can do about it.

"That's fate." Mr. Zhang sighed: "There's no way, it's really no way. I'm the only one who's left to make the diabolo in Beiya!"

Lu Zian picked up a small diabolo next to him, played with it gently, and said in surprise: "This diabolo is quite interesting."

"Oh, that one." Mr. Zhang also became interested: "This is more valuable for collection. I have been thinking about how to change diabolo!"

Although he is old, his IQ is still quite online and he never stands still. Even if he is difficult, he will try his best to change and make progress. This is the advantage that Mr. Zhang has always been proud of.

Lu Zi'an observed the diabolo in his hand and gently rubbed his fingertips: "Golden nanmu..."

This has really put a lot of effort into it.

"Yes... I figured it out. The materials used to be bamboo are not conducive to preservation. If they are broken, they cannot be repaired. So I can only use them to burn the fire. Oh, it's a pity." Mr. Zhang said happily: "I thought about whether I could do something else, and later I tried to make this diabolic chess."

Use high-quality golden nanmu to make exquisite single-wheeled diabazo to replace chess pieces.

Each piece is an exquisite little diabolo, which can be played and shaken as a diabolo.

Mr. Zhang took out a pair of holes and put them on the board filled with diabolic chess pieces: "Look, if you do this, you just insert the diabolic shaft into it. How about it?"

"What a... very good creativity." Lu Zian was quite amazed to pick up a chess piece and carefully looked at it. He found that the chess piece was very well done, and every detail was in place: "Old Zhang, you are probably the first artist in the country to combine diabolic culture with sports..."

This is no longer an ordinary toy, it is already a work of art.

Mr. Zhang felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand: "Hey, what artist is not an artist, I am just playing around with it."

Then he also showed off his other works, especially a pair of retro diabolos, which attracted Lu Zi'an's attention: "This is..."

"Oh, this is the diabola played with when the last emperor Puyi was a child. It is collected in the Palace Museum. I thought of a way to copy it. Look, this is the original photo."

Chen Mange, who was beside him, couldn't help but take a closer look. As far as she knew, diabolo was actually a palace toy at the earliest.

In ancient times, young women playing with diabolo in the palace were regarded as an elegant act.

Among the burial objects of Empress Xiaojing unearthed from Dingling, there is an embroidered cherry garment. This cherry garment has a diabolic picture embroidered on it, which depicts the scene of children in the palace playing with diabolic.

In the Qing Dynasty, the little emperors and descendants of the royal relatives also had the habit of playing with diabolo. It is said that the diabolo for them to use at that time was generally purchased from the market to the palace. So that's what it was...

Comparing the photo with this pair of diabolo, it is really hard to see if you don’t say it’s a imitation.

After careful observation, Lu Zian couldn't help but look down upon Mr. Zhang: "As far as I know, this pair of diabolo has never been exhibited to the outside world..."

However, the imitation products, both in terms of fading and damage, are very similar to the original.

"Yes... I also took a lot of effort to do it."

Mr. Zhang smiled and sat down: "Look at me, I'll finish this diabolo."

"Okay." Lu Zi'an held this diabolic chess and couldn't let it go.

"I feel that this chess is really exquisite." Chen Mange picked up one and looked at it, and gestured roughly: "You see, its materials are quite high-end. If it can be well-packed and put on the market, there will definitely be many people who are willing to buy it and give it to others."

As a high-end gift, diabolic chess is completely qualified.

It can be used for viewing and collection, and there are two completely different ways of playing, which not only exercises thinking ability, but also exercises the body, and it can kill you in one fell swoop.

Lu Zian nodded. After obtaining Mr. Zhang's consent, he took some photos with the camera and took some details at the same time: "I will pass it to Zhuo Peng later, maybe he can help think of a solution."

Although the wine is not afraid of the deep alley, I am also afraid that Mr. Zhang is a kind of calm person who is at ease with the situation and does not advertise at all, and people outside don’t know it!

Mr. Zhang is still doing his own thing, with a serious look on his face.

After he devoted himself to his affairs, he instantly left Lu Zian and the others behind.

"I doubt that we have emptied him outside, and he doesn't know." Chen Mange was so amused and crying: "When you do things seriously, your expressions are just the same."

"There is no boundaries in art, and the essence behind each craft is actually the same." Lu Zian smiled and walked slowly to the table.

At this time, Mr. Zhang was starting to make the inner sticking of diabolo.

The production process of bamboo, wood, diabolo is handmade, and the general process is several steps: cutting the plate, sawing the bamboo tube, sticking the inside, sticking the outside, and then repairing the mouth and upper shaft.

Mr. Zhang pursed his lips tightly, held the knife in his hand, and chopped off one-third of the bamboo tube that had been sawed in advance.

Then, carefully draw the inner sticking line with a compass on the panel prepared in advance.

Stick the bamboo tube in line and cut the bamboo pieces into small pieces just like sawing the bamboo tube.

What's rare is that the saw is very flat, like a knife cutting.

Then draw lines on the semi-finished products, split off the excess parts of the bamboo pieces that have been drawn, and stick the chopped bamboo pieces to the panel and bamboo tube one by one in the order of drawing.

Grinding mouth, buckle cover.

The whole set of movements, like flowing water, was repeated countless times, and was displayed without any stasis under Mr. Zhang.

At this time, Lu Zian finally understood what Mr. Zhang said, "It means someone who learns it and teaches it."

Isn’t this the rules of the Baigongmen? Is there any teaching without distinction? 8)
Chapter completed!