"There is still this operation? Let's take a look." Zou Kai leaned over curiously and looked inside from the hole.

Sure enough, although the hole is not big, if it is closer, you can just see the bird hanging from the eaves of the bed.

Zou Kai thought about it, it turns out that there is such a way...

When he turned around and saw Fang Yi lowering his head slightly, he looked embarrassed to see him. He was so mean and looked curious about the baby: "Then what can this swing mean?"

Don’t know this? Fang Yi looked up and looked at him.

For some reason, Zou Kai seemed to see the meaning of contempt, pity, compassion in his eyes.

Anyway, when it came to this point, Fang Yi also threw his jar: "If the swing is large, it means that their family is about to hold a grandson. In addition, in ancient times, there were usually slaves in the family. If they broke in rashly, they would definitely be punished. They could also observe from this hole. If they saw the bird swaying, they could not enter the room to serve them."

There was a lot of joy in the live broadcast room, and there were even shouting that Zou Kai would point the camera at Fang Yi's ear.

Zou Kai looked at him and was very happy, but he also knew how to stop when he saw it, but he didn't deliberately make trouble again.

"Okay, okay, everyone keep it a little." Zou Kai coughed pretentiously and gave the ground to Fang Yi.

The two-layer flower cover and three-layer fenceboard are all covered with exquisite patterns and patterns carved with various crafts such as relief, carving, and openwork.

Fang Yi saw Lu Zian coming from the corner of his eyes, calmed down, cleared his throat and explained: "There are also some specialties about this pattern, such as this bed surrounded by flowers, and there are 44 chaucus embossed on it."

【44? This number is unlucky…】

【Yes, such a expensive bed, is this number reliable?】

After hearing Zou Kai's relay, Fang Yi smiled: "The ancients thought that the number 44 symbolized generations, and the Buddha and blessings of the Buddha are homophonic, while the forty-four Buddhas have the meaning of happiness from generation to generation."

While speaking, he continued to assemble other bed boards.

How many in and out, layer by layer.

Even Fang Yi, who had figured out all the contents of the wooden board and the mortise and tenon structure, had been installed for more than half a day with the help of his brothers and sisters.

After carefully checking every corner and confirming that each pillar was ready, Fang Yi let out a gentle sigh: "It's done."

Zou Kai touched the bed post and sighed quite a bit: "There is a golden light on it..."

He smacked his tongue: "I said, is it real gold or plated?"

"Real gold." Fang Yi stretched out his hand and gently patted the eaves of the bed: "The gold used in this bed is more than 100 grams. Although it is not as good as [the world's number one bed], it is indeed very good."

Zou Kai was very interested and raised his eyebrows and said, "The best bed in the world?"

Fang Yi nodded and said with a smile: "The full name is the nanmu stepping bed carved with golden paint and flowers and bird patterns. It is currently in the Bayu Ancient Bed Museum in Yubei District, Chongqing. It is their treasure of the town. The bed used more than 200 grams of gold."

At that time, it was already very luxurious.

"I have never seen the world's number one bed, but I think this one is pretty good." Zou Kai looked over and praised: "This really feels like "Moon Soul". It can be said to be a small house."

This is indeed a bit similar.

Fang Yi nodded thoughtfully and began to think in his mind, did the inspiration for Master's "Moon Po" also come from the step-bending bed?

Room in the room, cover in the middle...

It is extremely safe and the last protection in an earthquake.

Perhaps, he can also study whether he can use this as the basis and then conceive a new work...

Just when Fang Yi was thinking, Zou Kai sounded and broadcast a new barrage: "Xiao Yiyi, how many floors does this bed have in total? We can't see it."

After all, the bed is so big and so deep inside, and even standing in front of the bed, I feel that there are some places inside that cannot be seen, let alone the camera that is fixed.

Fang Yi came back to his senses and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I went to think about things just now. This stepping bed has five floors..."

He stood in the bed and walked slowly towards the camera.

"This is the first layer. Look, the relief on the eaves are very exquisite. The reliefs are relatively stable and not easy to be damaged. They are carved with patterns symbolizing the blessings of three lives and auspiciousness..."

With his fingers gently stroked the carving with a sense of year, Fang Yi's eyes were gentle and lingering: "This is the second layer."

The second floor is the signboard of the big bed, which is also the focus of the carving of the big bed.

"This layer is also the focus of my restoration. In terms of craftsmanship, it combines hollowing and relief. Every line, even the hollow corner, can see clear patterns..." Fang Yi became more and more happy and his expression was almost obsessed: "When carving here, the hand must be steady, and every knife must be just right."

Especially when dealing with some extremely subtle lines, you must be very careful.

Repair, not repair.

He needs to fix it as before, rather than just adding it to his own stuff.

Therefore, every time he takes a knife, he needs to carefully consider and think from the perspective of the original work, how to start this knife.

After savoring for a moment, Fang Yi moved another step reluctantly: "This is the third layer. The patterns on both sides of the wooden eaves are actually grapes, but under the leaves of this grape, look!"

Following his fingers, people could clearly see a few lively rats appearing in the lower part beside the wooden eaves, poking their heads out from under the leaves.

[Ah, some mice are carved on the bed. What does this mean? Is it so heavy-tasting?]

[I also feel a little strange, just forget about grapes, why are you carving so many mice...]

"The grapes have many seeds, and mice were generally called rats in ancient times, which were homophonic to "good sons". The meaning of this picture of rat eating grapes is actually to hope that the family will have more children and bring more talents."

It can be said to be a very simple and practical pattern.

"Of course, this pattern is not usually too obvious." Fang Yi smiled and stood up straight and pointed at the middle: "These are the pheasant and flower blossoms, and everyone understands the meaning."

Further out, the patterns are more gorgeous.

"This is the fourth layer. Most of the carved displays of gold, silver and treasures, and the wind blows the tassels, floating freely, and free and free manners are all there." Fang Yi briefly introduced, trying to make his words appear simple and easy to understand.

The folk customs are easy to talk, and he can easily tell some small stories and intersperse them.

The atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant, and more and more people were in the live broadcast room.

Without Lu Zian's live broadcast, it turns out that there are actually quite a lot of people.

The key is the explanation process and the richness of these contents.

Lu Zi'an stood aside and watched quietly, his eyes drooping slightly.

While he was pondering, Fang Yi had already talked about the fifth floor: "There is a pair of red lanterns hanging at both ends, and in the middle is a magpies climbing onto the branches. This magpies are very flexible."

He gently tugged the magpie's eyes: "Its eyeballs can move, and it uses a small mechanism and small skills."

On the left is a lotus swimming fish, on the right is a reed river crab, and on the right is a reed and river crab, he did not elaborate on other patterns.

After Fang Yi finished speaking, he wiped his hands and looked up at Lu Zi'an subconsciously.

[Where are you looking at? Is there any girlfriend visiting the set?]

[Oh, I hate it. I discovered it by you on the first day.]

[Come on the front, this is your face. If you don’t want it, don’t throw it around everywhere.]

【Spicy Chicken!】

They started to make a joke, and Fang Yi quickly came to his senses, had a good conversation with them, and announced that the live broadcast would be successfully concluded.

[What ends? Who promises you to end? If not, we still have to see it!]

After Fang Yi finished speaking, he hurriedly took off his protective suit, trotted a few steps, and caught up with Lu Zi'an.

He was a little embarrassed, but he still called him very happily: "Master!"

Lu Zian was waiting for him, talking to him, and slowly walked to the side.

After leaving the noisy crowd, I arrived in the backyard, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Fang Yi was a little nervous and a little excited, looking at Lu Zian expectantly: "Master, do you think my performance just now... is OK?"

"Well..." Lu Zi'an stood still and frowned slightly: "I haven't watched your live broadcast before, but if you always do this like today, it only means that your live broadcast... is a very failed."
Chapter completed!