There were only Xiaomei and me on the second underground floor of the Blue Sky Hotel, and the surrounding area seemed a bit empty.
Looking at the clock No. 7 placed on the wooden stand, Xiaomei said with an ugly face: "Just do what I said just now, the godfather will leave in a few days, we can hide it if we can, and don't let him know.
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I originally wanted to help, but I didn't expect to get into trouble. I asked Xiaomei if she could hide.
What would be the consequences if the godfather found out?
"as a result of?"
Xiaomei took a deep breath and said: "You have only known the godfather for a few days. You don't know what it looks like when he gets angry. Once he gets angry, no one dares to go up and persuade him. It may be because of his boxing practice. A doctor recommended him to learn boxing before.
Try to adjust your mood and listen to some classical music appropriately."
When I went back at night, thinking about Xiaomei's words, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. It was almost dawn, and I was still wandering around the room wearing slippers.
I shudder at the thought of some terrible consequences.
"Xiaomi, where are you?" I couldn't help it, so I called Xiaomi.
"Brother Feng, we have returned to Yulin. We are here at Baotou. Baotou asked you just now."
I didn’t mention last night’s text message because it wouldn’t help, so I might as well not say it. Remember the address m.
"Can you come to Handan and try to help repair a bronze chime?"
"Go to Handan to repair chimes?"
On the phone, Xiaomi's voice sounded unexpected.
I said yes, and then I told Xiaomi about the difficulties I encountered, wondering if she could do anything about it.
There is a basis for why I invited Xiaomi.
Do you still remember the Ashoka Tower with holes drilled in the bottom?
That tower was repaired by Uncle Liao, and most people would never be able to tell it after it was repaired.
Repairing cultural relics and imitating cultural relics are both crafts, and each family's craftsmanship is a secret that is not spread to others.
A few years ago, the documentary about me repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City became popular, which made many young laymen understand this profession. However, they did not know that it was just the tip of the iceberg. In addition to the Forbidden City, there are many masters hidden among the people.
Xiaomi listened to my story and said hesitantly on the phone: "Brother Feng, I understand what you mean. It's hard to say without seeing the real thing. You have to see it with your own eyes. I have nothing to do here. I will set off at noon and leave in the evening."
I can get to you."
I said yes, come here and pay attention to safety on the road.
At around 10 o'clock that night, Xiaomi told me that she had arrived at Handan Railway Station. There was no direct bus No. 808 at that time, so I took a taxi directly from Wu'an to Handan, which took more than an hour.
When I arrived at West Railway Station, I saw Xiaomi standing in front of the West Railway Station Supermarket.
She was carrying a black backpack, had a flat haircut, a peaked cap, jeans and a black cotton-padded jacket. She had her hands in her pockets and was stamping her feet in the cold.
There is one thing I didn't expect. Xiaomi didn't tell me on the phone this morning.
Uncle Liao actually came, and at that time, Uncle Liao was standing behind Xiaomi.
I quickly walked over and called them.
"Uncle Liao, haven't you been recovering from your injuries? Why did you come here in person?"
Xiaomi ran over and hugged my arm and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I asked the master to come here. My skills are still weak, but it will be different when the master comes. It will definitely be fine, Brother Feng."
Uncle Liao smiled and nodded at me: "We are old, and it takes a few months to recover from some injuries. Let's go. Without further ado, let's go see things first."
I took a taxi and rushed back to Lantian. Xiaomei was already waiting in the basement.
"Have you gone to bed yet?" I asked in a low voice.
Xiaomei said that the godfather came to see the chime once during the day, but he did not find anything wrong with the No. 7 chime.
"That's lucky." I breathed a sigh of relief.
After trying the chime tone with a small mallet, Uncle Liao frowned: "How could it be like this? The sound is too unpleasant."
"Can it be repaired?" I asked Uncle Liao.
After careful inspection, Uncle Liao pointed to the sound eyebrow area on the inside of the chime bell and said: "It's not easy to solve. I have repaired similar bells before, but they were holes. This bell has been polished too much on the inside. At present, there is only one solution.
, that is, first thicken it to exceed the original thickness, and then continue polishing until the original sound is restored."
I couldn't help but nod my head and said this is a good idea, let's get started.
At this time, Xiaomi looked at me and shook his head and said: "Brother Feng, there is always a saying in our industry that the original must be replaced by the original. We currently do not have such originals on hand."
"Xiaomi, do you mean you want chime ingredients?"
Xiaomi looked at me and nodded.
This set of Zeng Hou Yi's chimes is originally a replica, not the original version. Where can I find the exact same raw materials?
Suddenly I thought of someone.
"Hey, Xiaomei, that Master Xiang Guangxiang from Hubei you mentioned before, where is he now?"
Xiaomei said: "Master Xiang was hospitalized last year for a major operation. This year he has not taken any outside work and has been recovering from his injuries. He now lives on the Second Street of Cishan Town, Wu'an. I don't know the specific house number."
I thought to myself: "I have no other choice but to try my luck with Master Xiang. If Uncle Liao comes and he can't fix the chime, I have already begun to think about where to buy the train ticket. If I offend the Changchun Association, I will try my luck."
Character, I plan to live in the mountains for the first half of my life,
"Even if you are a savage, it will be fine. When the godfather dies, I will come out."
It was getting late, so I arranged for Xiaomi and Master Liao to go back with me. I had told the beggar Master Liu about this before, and he scolded me.
"Master Liu, this is Uncle Liao, and this is Uncle Liao's apprentice Xiaomi."
Mr. Liu nodded and said, "The house is big. I have something to do and I won't be staying here tonight. You can find a room to live in."
The two parties said hello and were acquainted.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, for a few moments, I saw Mr. Liu frowning slightly as he looked at Uncle Liao, and then he returned to normal. I don’t know what he was thinking.
After Mr. Liu left, I boiled water and sat on the sofa to soak my feet and watch TV. The show on TV was CCTV's Entering Science. I soaked my feet and watched it intently.
What was said on TV was that a man picked up a large piece of jelly-like substance. The old man in the village said that it was Rou Tai Sui. Drinking the water soaked in this Rou Tai Sui can prolong your life.
Someone offered 500,000 yuan to buy it. The man who picked up Tai Sui meat wanted to sell it but was greedy. He was afraid of losing money after selling it, so he went to the program team and asked for an appraisal. The result was that it was a human body silicone mannequin. When the lighter was burned, black smoke was emitted.
500,000 became worthless.
I sat on the sofa watching it and laughed. This person is so stupid. He wanted me to sell it long ago.
I haven't had dinner yet, and when I heard me laughing in the living room, Xiaomi came out wearing an apron and carrying a basin of dumplings.
Just like the last time I had it, the dumplings were still very big and filled with chives.
"How are you, Brother Feng? I saw there were leeks and eggs in the freezer, so I made dumplings. Does it taste good?"
"Okay, it tastes good."
There were three in a pot, and I was very full after eating two.
"Eat, Brother Feng, why don't you eat?"
I lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, patted my belly and said with a smile, "I'm really full. I'll eat tomorrow morning."
It was rare for Xiaomi to say in a coquettish tone: "Oh! There's one more. Brother Feng, can you finish it? Otherwise, I'll get angry."
I didn't want to move. I begged for mercy and said that I really couldn't eat it and was so exhausted.
"Then I'll feed you."
Xiaomi smiled and smoked out the cigarette in my mouth. She picked up the big dumpling, held it in her hand and handed it to my mouth.
"Ah, open your mouth."
I opened my mouth and took a bite.
After taking a few bites, Xiaomi took another cigarette and asked me to take a puff.
I leaned on the sofa and didn't even have to move.
