Feast of Flowers: 12. Peacock
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The alley with green tiles and the moss-covered bluestone road after the rain should have been full of artistic conception, but because the road was slippery and difficult to walk on, the artistic conception was completely destroyed by the brocade flowers.
Pei Yan really doesn't understand that a woman like Hua Jin travels so far just to buy an umbrella and take pictures. Seeing Hua Jin lift her skirt and move forward one step at a time, he stretched out his arm in front of her and said, "I'll lend you my wrist, don't touch my hand."
"What will happen if you touch your hand?" Hua Jin put her hand on Pei Yan's arm and looked at him with a smile.
Pei Yan looked away: "Men and women are not intimate, I can't let you take advantage of it in vain."
Hearing this explanation, Hua Jin couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'm not a lustful woman."
Pei Yan glanced at her sideways and said in a strange tone: "Have you ever seen a pig climb a tree?"
"No."
"Do you think what you said is credible?"
Hua Jin's eyes widened: "If a man is reliable, a pig can climb a tree. This sentence is used to describe your men. What does it have to do with me?"
"Miss, this is the 21st century." Pei Yan said lazily, "Men and women are equal." Seeing that Hua Jin was about to refute, he added, "If you say another word, I will take my hand back. ”
Hua Jin shut her mouth immediately.
After walking down the long steps, Hua Jin put down Pei Yan's arm and hummed: "You said my hand took advantage of you, but I also think your arm took advantage of me."
At this age, Pei Yan saw for the first time that someone could cross the river and demolish the bridge so quickly. He turned to look at the steps behind him and crossed his arms over his chest: "It seems you don't need my help later."
"Mr. Pei, you misunderstood what I meant." Hua Jin smiled brightly at him, "I mean, if this matter were brought up to other men, they would definitely take advantage. But you are different. You look good. You are not only good-looking but also of high moral character. I must have taken advantage of you."
"You shouldn't be a Shu embroidery master, you should learn Shu opera." Pei Yan turned around and walked forward slowly, "You are so talented in face-changing, it would be a waste if you don't engage in this profession."
Hua Jin: "..."
Because it was not a holiday and it was raining, there were not many pedestrians on the road. This street still retains the architectural style of wooden buildings from the last century, and even the shops have the antique feel of the last century. Many shops hang some of the inferior handicrafts that can be seen in other scenic spots. After walking more than half of the street, I couldn't find any oil-paper umbrellas.
With no choice but to buy two bottles of water in a small store, she took the opportunity to ask the boss about the whereabouts of the oil-paper umbrella.
"Oil-paper umbrellas?" The shop owner glanced at Hua Jin in surprise, "Go straight ahead, and there is a small shop on the right that sells oil-paper umbrellas." Nowadays, online shopping is so convenient, and you can buy any beautiful umbrella from all over the world. Well, it’s really rare for young people to come to a small place like theirs to buy oil-paper umbrellas.
"Thank you." Hua Jin handed another bottle of water to Pei Yan, who took it and said, "Let's go and look for it in front."
The two walked forward for a while, and finally found the shop selling oil-paper umbrellas. An old man in a navy blue Chinese tunic suit sat behind the door with his head buried in the ribs of an umbrella. A young man and woman behind him were cleaning up the somewhat messy shop. They were still complaining about the rain and could not take out the newly made umbrellas. Go to dry.
The old man's hand was very rough, and there were still white scars on the back of his hand. When he saw Hua Jin and Pei Yan coming over, he put down the umbrella bone and knife in his hand, and patted the bamboo strips on his body clean: "You two are Do you want to buy an umbrella? Please come in and take a look."
This store is not big and the lighting is not very good. Many umbrellas can only be put away and placed. After Hua Jin stepped into the store, she smelled a very dull smell of tung oil.
The man and woman who were packing their umbrellas saw Hua Jin and Pei Yan coming in. They were a little careless at first, but after seeing their appearance and clothes clearly, they couldn't help but take the initiative to say hello.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, this couple is simply a good-looking match.
"Our shop is an authentic traditional handmade oil-paper umbrella shop. It has been passed down from our ancestors for nearly two hundred years." The old man's face was full of grooves, but his words were full of energy. He bent down and picked a red one from the shelf. Two blue umbrellas: "The big red umbrella is the most famous among our oil-paper umbrellas, but this gentleman may be more suitable for blue. If you like it, you can choose slowly."
"Thank you." Hua Jin opened a red oil-paper umbrella. White plum blossoms were painted on the umbrella. The white plum blossoms bloomed on the red umbrella, which was gorgeous and elegant. Moreover, the ribs of the umbrella are as smooth as silk, and there is no smell of oil at all. The workmanship is very exquisite. "It's so beautiful. Have you been doing this craft for many years?"
“I’ve been doing this for many years.” The old man stroked the umbrella on the shelf, as gently as if he were treating his own child. “When I was very young, almost the whole street was selling oil-paper umbrellas. When people come here, they have to buy an umbrella and go back, so that they have really visited our Jiangjiu Market." When he mentioned the past, his tone was filled with emotion or regret.
"Grandpa, how long ago was that?" the boy who bent down to sweep the floor said helplessly, "There are so many beautiful folding umbrellas on the market now, who would take an oil-paper umbrella that takes up space every day?"
Hearing what his grandson said, the old man was not angry. Instead, he smiled happily and said: "It is definitely inconvenient to take it out every day, but it is also very beautiful for young girls and boys to take pictures with umbrellas."
Hua Jin smiled and nodded in response: "You are right."
"Technology is advancing, people's living standards are improving, and the gradual decline of traditional industries like ours is inevitable." The old man said, "This is actually a good thing, and it means that everyone's life is better."
"Despite this, this traditional craftsmanship will still be passed down." Hua Jin folded his umbrella and said to the old man, "As you said, they may withdraw from the necessities of life, but they can enter Among handicraft appreciation items. As long as someone still likes them, they will not disappear."
Hearing Hua Jin's words, the old man smiled even more happily, turned around and took out a box from the house: "Take a look, do you like these two umbrellas?"
If the umbrella you just saw can be called a fine product, then the two umbrellas in the box can be called top-notch works of art. These are two red umbrellas, with dragons and phoenixes painted on the umbrellas, which are so lifelike that I almost lose my mind when looking at the flower brocade.
She immediately paid for it without hesitation. She also bought a few handfuls and asked the store to send them to several of her friends by express delivery.
Making a qualified oil-paper umbrella requires more than 90 processes, and it takes half a month to a month to fully form an umbrella, so the price is not cheap. The two young men and women in the store were very happy to see Hua Jin buying so many umbrellas in one go.
After the two left, the boy sighed: "What a pity."
"What's a pity?" The girl looked at her in confusion.
"The man just now was very good-looking, but when he paid, he pretended not to see it, and just waited for his girlfriend to pay the bill." The boy shook his head, "If I had such a beautiful girlfriend, I would definitely be reluctant to let her spend money. ”
"Think too much, you will never get such a beautiful girlfriend in your life." The girl lazily wiped the dust on the furniture, "What's more, that man is so good-looking, maybe he was raised by that beautiful woman. Here’s the pretty boy.”
Boy: "..."
"Mr. Pei, can I ask you a question." Hua Jin looked at the photos Pei Yan took of her on her phone, the disgust in her eyes could hardly be concealed, "Have you...never had many girls?" Friends?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Pei Yan's face didn't look good.
"Because men who have had girlfriends will not look so ugly when taking pictures." Hua Jin whispered, "I am 1.68 meters tall, but you can take photos of 1.45 meters tall. You are worthy of yourself." Do you have this expensive mobile phone in your hand?"
"I'm sorry." Pei Yan said expressionlessly, "If you don't want to take the photo, go back to the hotel."
"Here, let me take two pictures for you, so you can see what real photography is." Hua Jin took out her mobile phone and said, "Open the umbrella."
"Wait a minute." Pei Yan accidentally glanced at Hua Jin's mobile phone screen, his expression became serious, "Are you sharing your location with others?"
"Ahem." Hua Jin was a little embarrassed and exited the location sharing, "It was delayed, it was delayed."
Pei Yan continued to look at her expressionlessly.
Being stared at by such a pair of beautiful eyes, Hua Jin turned her head away without any position: "Well... it would be safer for a girl to go out alone and occasionally share her location with friends."
Pei Yan was silent for a moment and said impatiently: "Hurry up."
"What?"
"Take pictures."
The young man wearing a white shirt and a bright red umbrella in the quiet rainy alley is as beautiful as a painting.
Hua Jin raised her phone and pressed the shutter.
She put down her phone and looked at Pei Yan with a smile, her eyes twinkling: "Thank you."
Pei Yan stared into her eyes for a moment and put away the umbrella: "Can we go back to the hotel now?"
Hua Jin smiled and nodded.
When he went up the steps, Pei Yan turned his head and looked at the woman holding his arm through her sleeves: "Is business in your traditional craft industry so bad?"
"We are okay, because Shu embroidery can be integrated into all aspects of life, including clothes, shoes, socks, bags and even jewelry." Hua Jin said, "It's just that there are fewer and fewer truly top embroidery masters who are willing to study this art with their heart. It is even more difficult to find young people with good craftsmanship. If traditional craftsmanship is to be passed on and carried forward, there is no shortage of successors."
"Wouldn't it be boring to sit there and embroider things every day?"
"How is that possible?" Hua Jin's smile became gentle, "It is a very fulfilling thing to turn gorgeous silk threads into beautiful patterns."
"Shu embroidery is for me..." She lowered her eyelids to hide all her emotions, "It is a very important salvation."
"Do you want to boast that you are the heir who can carry forward traditional craftsmanship?" Pei Yan asked.
"Oh." Hua Jin raised his head, his eyes full of smiles, "Did you hear it?"
Pei Yan sneered and turned his head. He was really a peacock who only liked to brag.