Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 6 Brother Su, Don't Counseling

Su Cheng controlled the drone and walked down the bluestone steps, but the sharp-eyed audience would not let him go.

"Brother Su, what's next to the painting room? Let's take a look."

"Fuck, you put it this way, Brother Su's Taoist temple is really big. I just took a look at it. In addition to the Sanqing Hall, there are four rooms on the left and right, plus the backyard. Be good, no wonder Brother Su sent it out. Half a million without blinking an eye."

"It's a real hammer, the anchor local tyrant!"

"Little brother, open those houses and let us have a look."

There are more and more viewers in the live broadcast room, and some people's curiosity has been aroused, guessing in their hearts what secrets are hidden in the closed house.

An embroidery room is filled with gorgeous clothes embroidered in various styles, and a painting room is filled with ink paintings.

If you say there is nothing in other houses, you won't believe it even to death.

Su Cheng smiled helplessly, "Everyone, I'm not the protagonist today, don't put the cart before the horse."

It is impossible to open the room.

The reason why the painting room is opened is because the rice paper cannot get wet and needs to be opened for ventilation, but there is no need to open the other rooms. If some small animals run in and cause damage, he will cry.

Not listening to the criticism from netizens, Su Cheng took the audience on a tour of Qingfeng Temple.

After the end, the audience's curiosity became even stronger.

No way, they knew that there must be good things in those houses, but they couldn't see them, and it was unbearable.

"Brother Su is so bad, it's appetizing."

"I guess there must be a house full of calligraphy. Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have not been separated into different families. Since there is a painting room, there must be a study room."

"It's possible that what Brother Su is promoting is traditional culture. I guess those houses are also full of traditional skills?"

"Besides embroidery, painting, calligraphy, what other traditional skills are there?"

"Chinese medicine?"

"You are crazy, Brother Su is so young, Chinese medicine depends on age."

"I guess carpentry."

"I lost it, it makes sense, mortise and tenon, isn't tenon and tenon a traditional skill!"

Su Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.

This group of netizens actually guessed it by themselves, but should I say it or not, the netizens mentioned are indeed traditional skills.

It's just that whether in the previous world or in this world, it has declined somewhat.

For example, Chinese medicine, the medical skill that allowed the Chinese nation to defeat diseases time and time again, has almost disappeared in modern times.

We have produced medical sages, medicine sages, and genius doctors, but the essence left by the predecessors has been belittled as worthless by some people with ulterior motives.

It is true that there are people in the team who seek fame and fame, but Chinese medicine is by no means dross.

Another example is mortise and tenon. Su Cheng is angry at the mention of mortise and tenon. In the last world, the small country that had been promising for thousands of years turned upside down. It applied for the inheritance of tenon and tenon. Although it changed its name, Su Cheng still felt disgusted.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng suddenly felt that he had a long way to go.

Never repeat the mistakes of the last world in this life.

The audience in the live broadcast room was still discussing in full swing, surrounding the few houses of the Taoist temple.

Su Cheng shook her head and laughed, interrupting the netizens' speculation.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go out to pick up the rich woman."

Hua Xuewei is on a plane and should be arriving soon.

Su Cheng closed the door of the painting room, locked the Taoist temple, and took the drone down the mountain.

As he walked, he chatted with the audience, "In fact, the development of Wudang Mountain to this day can be considered a part of our traditional culture."

"Some viewers can't tell the difference between Taoism and Taoism. In fact, there is an essential difference between the two."

"Taoism is older than Taoism."

"Taoism pays more attention to thought, while Taoism is our native religion."

The netizens in the live broadcast room suddenly realized.

"So that's the case. I always thought that Taoism was Taoism. I didn't expect the two to be different."

"Hey, our traditional culture is too rich, I feel a little ignorant."

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage, and was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly.

With a twitch in his heart, he guessed that it was Hua Xuewei who had arrived.

Yesterday they exchanged mobile phone numbers via private messages.

The phone is connected.

Hua Xuewei's sweet voice came from the other side: "Brother Su Cheng, I'm here. At the foot of Wudang Mountain, come and pick me up."

Su Cheng was a little dazed, she didn't expect Hua Xuewei's voice to be so nice.

Isn't she a cute girl?
The audience also guessed it and sent comments one after another.

"Is it the rich lady? It must be! I'm sorry, you guys are stunned when you look at Brother Su."

"Scumbag! Brother Su, does the rich lady have a nice voice?"

Su Cheng regained consciousness, dumbfounded by the barrage, these sand sculpture netizens.

"[Huajian Weixue] said she's here, let's go pick her up."

Su Cheng put away her phone and started running.

The road at the foot of Wudang Mountain is well repaired. Because of the village, the road is paved with cement.

Soon, Su Cheng saw a young woman carrying a bag and pulling a suitcase.

It's just that he really didn't dare to match the woman in front of him with the voice on the phone.

The voice on the phone is obviously sweet, and it doesn't match the beauty in black silk in front of me at all.

"Damn it, Brother Su is making a lot of money, and the rich lady is wearing black silk!"

"I'm envious! Play with your legs!"

"Brother Su, come on, don't be cowardly!"

"I didn't expect Miss [Huajian Weixue] to be so beautiful. Brother Su's female fans, do you still have high-quality ones?"

Su Cheng was really numb.

Mainly because he was not sure, so he didn't dare to go up and speak. If it wasn't Hua Xuewei, it would be a mistake.

It's just that he didn't go to find him, but he walked over by himself.

"Brother Su Cheng, why, are you afraid to confirm?"

Hua Xuewei smiled like a flower, and winked playfully.

Ah this...

Is this Yujie or Mengmei?

The live broadcast room was even more noisy.

"Ahhh! I can't do it! I can't do it! Young lady is too reserved!"

"Such good looks, such a figure, envy Su Ge, I am sore."

"The lemon juice is me."

"Anchor, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"Is the guy upstairs serious?"

Su Cheng finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly said hello: "Welcome, welcome, what, it's a bit unexpected, haha, haha..."

awkward.

"Then what, let's go, Fengguanxiapei is ready."

"Come on, let me help you."

Su Cheng grabbed the suitcase directly from Hua Xuewei's hand, and then took the lead, leading the way.

"What the hell? Anchor, you are so cowardly."

"Hey, I'll give you a chance, but you're useless."

"There was a true love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. If you give me another chance, I will definitely not grab the suitcase."

Su Cheng's black face, this group of sand sculpture netizens can't hurt their backs while standing and talking.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman in two lifetimes, so nervousness was inevitable.

Hua Xuewei in the back was taken aback for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled softly.

"Brother Su Cheng, wait for me."

The moment the words fell, she ran after her with long black silk legs.

The two of them, one behind the other, quickly returned to Qingfeng Temple.

Hua Xuewei has already visited the Taoist temple curiously, while Su Cheng is still experiencing complaints from the audience that iron is not steel.

"Alas, young people don't know how good a rich woman is, and mistake a girl for a treasure."

"How old would you say the rich woman is? She doesn't look old?"

"Not big? That's not big? At least D!"

Su Cheng looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, with a black line on his forehead.

Getting ready to speak.

Suddenly, Hua Xuewei exclaimed.

She pushed open the studio, and saw the ink paintings hanging in it.

When visiting the live broadcast room before, she had already boarded the plane and her mobile phone was turned off, so she was immediately shocked when she saw the ink paintings in the room.

"Brother Su Cheng, did you draw these?"

Su Cheng nodded calmly.

Hua Xuewei received an affirmative answer, and her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.

"Little brother, aren't you too good? Not only can you embroider, but also ink painting? What else can you not know?"

At the same time, the audience began to boo again.

"Miss Fu Po, hurry up, force Brother Su to open the door of other rooms, there must be good things in other rooms!"

Good guy, I'm still thinking about Su Cheng's other rooms.

"Yes! I'm almost dying of curiosity, if I can't sleep today, I'm going to blame Brother Su!"

"Brother anchor, please open it."

"Miss, use the whip to whip Brother Su!"

"Uh, don't mess with strange things upstairs."

Su Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She ignored these troll netizens and looked at Hua Xuewei.

"Would you like to look at Fengguan Xiapei now, or try Hanfu?"

When it comes to Hanfu, Hua Xuewei is instantly attracted.

excited.

"I want to try Hanfu!"

"Fengguan Xiapei, don't be in a hurry, I can get back in the afternoon."

Hearing Hua Xuewei said that she wanted to try Hanfu, netizens were finally "corrected" thinking.

A group of lsps started to play, and the barrage refreshed quickly.

"Quick! Quick! I want to see the rich lady wearing Hanfu!"

"Brother Su, do you have a cheongsam? It's a pity not to wear a cheongsam on that leg."

"666..."

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(End of this chapter)