According to the setting of the movie Master, although Master has become a doctor, his life is not very rich.
The family didn’t have many valuable possessions, and they had to support a group of disciples.
Life is hard and there is no need for good furniture.
"I can also do this craft."
"I'll do it with you."
No one welcomed him, so Wu Di sat cross-legged and started polishing the furniture.
However, he did not use sand and gravel to polish it, as that would be too slow.
Wu Di picked up a small file and started to make scratches on the furniture.
"What are you doing?"
Jingjing's eyes were very sharp, and she immediately saw that Wu Di's craftsmanship was completely different from Master Cui's.
Is this also a way of looking old?
"This is a file mark." Wu Di said briefly.
At this time, Master Cui finally freed himself from his errands. When he saw Wu Di busy, he immediately expressed his opinions.
"What are you doing with this thing?"
"Waste of effort!"
File marks are also a type of distressing process.
Some furniture is old and has been used for a long time, and various flaws will appear.
There are traces of being hit by heavy objects, scars caused by hot objects, wormholes, and cracks.
File marks are a kind of trace that is easy to appear on old furniture that is easily ignored by people.
"This is a file mark."
"I know."
"Do you still need to say it?"
Who are you looking down on?
I am a professional.
Master Cui showed a look of disdain, but Wu Di didn't care.
If you ruin someone’s job, you should look at your face.
"Since Master Cui is an expert, he should naturally know that in the era when Master Cui lived, people used bamboo slips to write."
Isn’t this nonsense?
Not to mention Master Cui, even Jingjing knows about it.
Jingjing pushed him and urged: "Just tell him quickly!"
"Stop being so pretentious!"
"At that time, there was neither eraser nor correction fluid, so what should I do if I made a typo?"
Yes, what should I do?
Wu Di looked at several masters, everyone was confused.
"Who knows!" Master Cui complained.
If you don’t know, just don’t know.
Still so fierce.
Terrible.
"If you make a mistake, use a small file to scrape off the typo on the bamboo slip and write it again."
"So, the small file was a commonly used stationery at that time."
This is what happened.
Perhaps many people have not noticed this.
Paper is one of the four great inventions. It was only invented during the Eastern Han Dynasty. Before the Eastern Han Dynasty, and even in the entire Han Dynasty when there was very little paper, bamboo slips were the only writing carrier.
Different from paper, bamboo slips are a writing carrier that can be recycled.
Ancient people were very economical. When they made a typo, they would use a small file to scrape off the wrong handwriting and cover it with new handwriting.
In addition, some bamboo slips that have not been used for a long time are often taken out and reused.
The method is also very simple.
Just use a small file to scrape off the writing on the bamboo slips that are not commonly used, and then rewrite the writing to cover it.
This is the environmental awareness of the ancients.
After recounting these ancient knowledge, Wu Di came back to his senses and discovered that Jingjing's eyes were filled with admiration when she looked at him.
Even the aggrieved Master Cui became much calmer.
"You kid can do it!"
"You even know this!"
"Uncle Jianbing is indeed right, you are really a literary and art master!"
Someone: This is just some ancient common sense, what does it have to do with cultural relics?
However, he did not defend himself.
To get along in society, you still have to be somewhat self-conscious about bragging.
If you don’t package yourself in a powerful and powerful way, those villains will step on your head.
I'll bully you in turn!
It’s so abominable!
He cleared his throat and said to Xiao Cui: "Master is a literary master, and bamboo slips are necessary for daily life. Likewise, a small file must be a necessary stationery."
"When deleting bamboo slips, it is very common for the small file to hit the table."
"That's why I made file marks on the prop table."
"You really know everything!"
Isn’t that on the other side of the ocean?
While the props team was confronting each other, Wu Di's cell phone rang again.
This time, it was director Zhang Feng who called in person.
"Director Zhang, what's going on?"
Zhang Feng’s phone call seems to be a big deal.
Wu Di's attitude is very cautious.
"Come here quickly!"
"Someone wants to see you!"
"See me?"
"Who?"
A head full of question marks.
"Mom of the funder."
Ranmasanti?!
This woman is really free!
You always make excuses to see him. Could it be that you have some thoughts about him?
Brother’s innocence...
I still have to leave it for bed scenes!
Ranmasanti is here!
Ranmasanti is really here!
As the number one financial backer of skin-changing movies, Ms. Lan doesn’t give people the impression of being very serious.
She was happy and generous with her money, always had a smile on her face, and promised that the crew would respond to their requests.
Such generous people are rare in this era.
She is simply a modern coal boss lady!
Although she had already told her to come to the set from time to time when we last met, at that time, no one, including Zhang Feng, took Ms. Lan's statement seriously.
It’s not that they are not serious.
It’s really not allowed.
Ms. Lan is so busy!
The big boss of a multinational company has to deal with everything all day long, and his feet never touch the ground.
Where do you have time to go to the set every day?
It’s just an urging.
Remind the crew not to slack off and just film well.
Who would have known that Ms. Ramashanti not only came, but also came so quickly.
We obviously met just once last week and the business was settled.
I didn't expect that she would still be able to find time this week.
Seeing the beautiful and elegant Ms. Lan, Zhang Feng was completely embarrassed.
Today's original plot arrangement did not include Wu Di's role.
However, at the critical moment, Zhang Feng immediately thought of Wu Di.
I told you already.
We have to shoulder the difficulties together.
I have to get through even on my knees!
If he doesn’t come at this time, when will he come?
Fishing chairs, small tea, and tissues to wipe sweat are all ready.
Ms. Lan is very cheerful and has no trouble at all.
I came to the studio in an ordinary business car. When I arrived at the studio, I didn’t stage anything. I just sat on the outside of the studio and watched the filming.
If it weren't for Ms. Lan's high-end clothing and exquisite makeup, from a distance, she would look just like an extra.
Little Wu Di, who didn't know the truth, thought that Ms. Lanmasanti was here to investigate.
Along the way, I just urged Han Jingjing to hurry up.
Hurry up.
Jingjing, who was almost harmed, was given a note.
When I arrived at the set, I realized that Zhang Feng's expression was particularly solemn.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Director Zhang, what happened?"
"Ms. Lan, do you have any objections?"
Apart from this, he couldn't think of anything else that could make Zhang Feng put on such a bitter face.
"Who said Ms. Lan had any objections?"
"Did you receive any news?"
Why did she have the nerve to ask him back?
Wasn't she the one who called him here?
"How do I know?"
"Director Zhang called me over in a hurry. I thought something had happened."
"I think Director Zhang's face doesn't look good." Wu Di paused and thought he should add the reason.
"Is there any trouble?"
"Oh, you said this!"
"It's not because of Ms. Lan, it's something else."