I don’t know what’s going on with Wu An now.
At that time, there was the Universe Hotel not far from Lantian, and there was a big hotel called the White Swan Hotel next to the bus station.
At that time, the White Swan had just been built, and there was a big event, and a song and dance troupe was invited to perform in the evening. Many night owls, men and women, hung around there. Both sides of the bus station and the road were brightly lit, and there were all-night snack stalls.
The distance is only a kilometer or two. When we arrive at the bus station, it is noisy. The song and dance troupe will perform until after 12 o'clock, which is a lively time.
Xiaomei, a familiar person, led me to a roadside stall. This roadside stall had a raincloth tent and many people were sitting inside. There was a large iron pot without a lid, and it was steaming. I saw that something was boiling in the pot.
With some skeletons.
"Hey, the beauty is here again, sit down quickly."
The owner of the food stall was a fat lady wearing an apron. Her apron was covered in grease and she greeted Xiaomei very warmly.
Xiaomei took out a napkin and wiped the small bench, and said with a smile: "Sister, here are two bowls of mutton soup. I want a small bowl, just a normal amount."
"What about you?" Xiaomei asked me.
I walked over and took a look. The soup in the pot was light white and smelled of mutton.
I said bring me a big bowl with meat.
"Okay, go sit down and I'll scoop it up for you right away. How many sesame seed cakes can you two eat?"
Xiaomei said I would just drink some soup, but she didn’t want to eat. She asked me how many I wanted to eat, and I said three.
In just a few minutes, the mutton soup was served on the table. It was steaming hot and smelled fragrant when you took a sip. There were a lot of green onions, blood strips and haggis in the soup.
Xiaomei added a spoonful of chili for herself. The chili is fried in mutton oil and is light yellow and not very spicy. I followed her example and added two spoons.
I took a sip of this late at night in winter and felt very good. My body was no longer cold. Xiaomei said that this was authentic Hecun sheep soup, which is made by boiling sheep bones overnight. After drinking, you can refill the soup endlessly.
Sometimes I still miss that taste, but I can't find that taste now. I heard that soups are now made with seasoning powder.
In the distance, the song and dance troupe was performing a skit. I drank mutton soup and said casually: "Your bell is not the best. I have seen chimes that are more powerful than Zeng Hou Yi's bell, and I have also heard the sound."
"ah?"
Xiaomei wiped her mouth: "No, there is no chime in the world that is more powerful than Zeng Houyi's chime. In the past, foreigners always said that the seven-tone scale in our country came from abroad, but since Zeng Houyi's chime came out,
Those people just shut up."
Xiaomei then said with a proud face: "Our musical instruments from thousands of years ago not only have a seven-note scale, but can also actually play Bian Gong, Bian Hu, and the six yang rhythms and the six yin rhythms among the twelve laws. As long as the user
Once you master it skillfully, you can use a wooden hammer to adjust the twelve-tone rhythm at will."
I kept nodding my head and saying yes.
That
In fact, I couldn't understand a word she said and had no idea what she was talking about.
I put down the spoon and said, "Don't believe it, Zeng Hou Yi's chimes are amazing, but have you ever seen chimes made of meteorite? From the Western Zhou Dynasty."
"What is meteorite?" Xiaomei asked.
"Meteorite, you can understand it as a type of meteorite. Now some people specialize in collecting this kind of thing. In fact, as early as thousands of years ago, the ancients had begun to recognize this kind of thing. Some people used meteorite to make meteorite swords. You
You can go to the museum when you have time."
Xiaomei said suspiciously: "Really? The proportion of bronze alloy is different, which will affect the pitch of the wooden hammer when it is struck. Have you heard of it?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
"You have such a good relationship with Mr. Gan, I won't lie to you," I looked around and whispered, "Do you know about Kehou?"
"What monkey?"
"Hey, it's not a monkey, it's a mustard, a mustard of mustard! A prince of princes!"
"Kaihou belt! Kaihou's meteorite chimes are the most powerful. I have heard the original sound and can't forget it."
As I was talking, I recalled the encounter I had with Sister Hong at the foot of Moth Mountain. As I thought about it, I fell into memories.
"Hello? Hello?"
Xiaomei patted my shoulder.
"what are you thinking?"
"I didn't think anything of it. By the way, the last chime was not perfect. I must be very disappointed."
Xiaomei sighed and said, "Yes, besides boxing, my godfather's only hobby is this set of replica clocks. He said something that he hopes he can bring this set of replica clocks to his coffin after his death. I listened to it very much.
Uncomfortable."
I touched my chin and thought for a while, then whispered: "I feel like I'm just close to the last point. Isn't the key in your bag? How about we go and adjust it?"
My idea is this, this thing is very important to the godfather, and now he has encountered a problem. If I can help him solve this problem, it will undoubtedly fulfill his greatest wish.
This is undoubtedly a good opportunity.
When my godfather is happy, he will definitely protect me.
Who will Wu Le be? Who dares to touch Xiang Yunfeng? I am walking sideways on the road.
As soon as she heard that I wanted to adjust the chime, Xiaomei immediately shook her head: "No, it definitely won't work. I don't dare to do it either. If you slide your hand just a little bit, the No. 7 clock will no longer work. Making one is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
It’s very troublesome, and Master Xiang Guang has been in poor health since he was hospitalized last year.”
I said, Xiaomei, you can't think like this. You have to do everything perfectly. What does it mean if you're almost there? I've heard similar sounds with my own ears, and I can help you.
"Besides, are you willing? Also, can't you see the disappointment hidden in my heart?"
"Handsome guy, do you still need to add soup?" At this time, the boss lady shouted to me.
I handed over the bowl and said fill it up.
It was served quickly, and I kept stirring the mutton soup with a spoon. Xiaomei was deep in thought, so I didn't disturb her.
After a few minutes, Xiaomei said, "How about I talk to my godfather again?"
I immediately shook my head: "No, if you tell me, he will definitely not agree. Let's work together to adjust the last bell. He will be happy to know."
Seeing that Xiaomei was interesting, I kept brainwashing her and finally persuaded her.
The song and dance troupe ended at around 12 o'clock, so we hailed a taxi and returned to the Blue Sky Hotel. The security guard at the door knew Xiaomei, and no one looked after us when we went down to the basement.
Xiaomei found the key from her bag and opened the door on the second underground floor.
"Pop." She pressed the switch on the wall.
There was no one in the room, only a row of wooden frames on which three sets of bronze chimes hung motionless.
Standing here again in the dead of night, I had a different feeling again, an indescribable feeling.
I found the clock No. 7, untied the rope, held the clock in both hands and took it off.
Xiaomei dragged over a wooden board. The wooden board was about ten centimeters thick and had two grooves on the left and right sides, which could just hold the chimes without moving. This board is a professional tuning board used for tuning.
Place the clock facing the groove. There is an iron bucket in the corner. There is a power strip and an electric grinding wheel in the bucket.
Xiaomei unplugged the power cord, plugged it in, and tried the electric grinding wheel.
"Buzz." There is power and the grinding wheel is normal.
I said I have a steady hand and I will grind it, please help me and listen.
Xiaomei said it would be better for me to grind it. You have never done it before, so I'm afraid you won't be able to master the strength.
She said: "Have you ever heard of a similar perfect tone? If you say stop, I will stop immediately."
I said okay, let's get started.
There is a place on the inside of the chime bell that is the tuning area. Professionals call this area the eyebrow area. The eyebrow is the eyebrow. After this area is thinned, the front drum sound and side drum sound produced by striking will change.
To be on the safe side, Xiaomei brought a decibel meter. The decibel meter is a white box the size of a palm. To prevent human ears from making mistakes, she put this thing next to the chime to monitor the pitch.
"Start?" Xiaomei took a deep breath and held the grinding wheel firmly in her hand.
I nodded and said let's get started.
She used the grinding wheel to reach the sound area on the inside of the chime, rubbed it up and down, and then took it out very quickly.
I said you've worn it out? This is too fast.
Xiaomei said I rubbed it a little bit, let’s be more cautious, just
so close.
"state."
"state."
Xiaomei used a small wooden hammer to hit the front and sides respectively.
I closed my eyes, moved my ears, and listened carefully.
"There's no change. You must have missed it just now. Come on, try harder. I'll tell you to stop."
Xiaomei turned on the electric grinding wheel and started grinding again.
"Don't stop! Keep grinding!"
"stop!"
I shouted, and she immediately pulled out the grinding wheel. There was sweat on her forehead. She was sweating nervously. Those who didn't know it thought she was dismantling a bomb.
"Try knocking again." I said.
Xiaomei knocked twice more, and after a moment, her face suddenly became overjoyed.
"Side note!"
"It's cumming! It's cumming!"
I chuckled and said, "Yeah, but it's just a little higher. Just follow the same steps again. Next time, it will be the most perfect seventh tone."
Xiaomei said excitedly, let's do it again, and we will definitely succeed this time. If you say stop, I will stop.
The grinding wheel is opened and the chime bell area is polished again.
I was also very nervous and my palms were sweaty.
But in just a few dozen seconds, I felt the critical point, and I was about to yell at her to stop.
At this most critical moment, my cell phone in my trouser pocket suddenly rang! This brief sound distracted me!
"stop!"
"stop!"
I yelled! Xiaomei immediately pulled out the grinding wheel.
She immediately picked up the gavel and started striking the chimes.
"Snapped"
"Snapped."
Xiaomei was stunned and looked like she was about to cry. My expression also changed.
The voice was muffled and there was no echo.
The sound became the same as knocking on the washbasin.
It's over.
Xiaomei knocked twice more, but the sound was still loud, not pleasant at all, very unpleasant.
It seems that the chime that the godfather is going to bring to the coffin is broken?
The wooden hammer in Xiaomei's hand fell to the ground and she stopped talking.
When I reacted, I was furious!
If it hadn't been a few seconds late! I would have shouted stop! I just missed it!
Who the fuck is harassing me at one o'clock in the middle of the night!
I angrily took out my phone and looked at it.
It turned out to be a text message sent to me by Xiaomi. The content was only five words.
"Brother Feng, have you slept?"
This chapter has been completed!