Fast time travel: Catch a eunuch, the author makes up the plot

Chapter 147 Uncle Fireworks
"That's right." Fu Wanwan nodded beside her, "We don't want you to come here casually."

"The same goes for you." The man who looked like Xiong Er said immediately.

"Excuse me," Asibal asked timidly, "Who are you? Sister Wanwan's father?"

Hearing his words, Liu Qing subconsciously stood up straight, straightened the collar of her shirt, twisted the tie, and adjusted it to a suitable angle.

"I'm not." The man seemed a little helpless, curled his lips, "I just run this factory."

"This is Uncle Fireworks from W City. You don't know about Nianhua brand fireworks? Neither of you know?" Fu Wanwan said in surprise.

"You just found out, right?" Asibah said.

"Nianhua Fireworks?" Liu Qing repeated the name she had heard, but had no clue.

"Nianhua fireworks, fireworks." Fu Wanwan's eyes flashed, and she reminded eagerly, "Don't you have to put that kind of big guy jumping into the sky at the fireworks festival in W City? This is the pyrotechnic factory that makes those things. It's this uncle's place."

City W holds the Lantern Festival every year as usual on the day of the Lantern Festival at the end of the year.

Every time there is a festival, it always attracts a large number of tourists to watch.

The night before the festival begins, a fireworks display will be held on the bank of the river beach.

The conference lasted for nearly two hours, and the fireworks flew into the sky with loud noises and scattered into various gorgeous patterns. The scene was very spectacular.

In the past two years, Liu Qing has been watching from the roof of the school dormitory with Lin Sen and his classmates.

"Those fireworks," Liu Qing muttered, glancing at the houses on the left and right, "were they made in such a remote place?"

"Because I need to use gunpowder, and it's not peaceful recently, I found this remote place, or at the end of the road. If there are any unknown vehicles coming up, we will be on alert immediately." The uncle frowned and grabbed Grabbing the strands of hair under your forehead.

"So, trespassing on private territory like Liu Qing and you will cause a lot of trouble for others. You must have lost your way, right?" Fu Wanwan pointed at the two of them.

"Isn't it the same for you?" The uncle said with a straight face.

"Fireworks are also called fireworks, so do you know what the gunpowder filled in fireworks is called?"

"You must be learning and selling what you just heard from uncle again?"

"He called it Mars! How nice it sounds, put Mars in it and put it in the sky. Interesting."

"Have fireworks been around a long time ago?" Liu Qing asked the uncle. "My impression seems to be that ancient alchemists invented gunpowder when refining alchemy. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, people used gunpowder to make fireworks."

"Fireworks are made using gunpowder as the main raw material. After being ignited, they burn or explode to produce effects such as light, sound, color, shape, and smoke. They can be used for entertainment and viewing, and they are also flammable and explosive dangerous goods."

"During the Song Dynasty, the production of fireworks was very mature. During the Lantern Festival, some giant merchants would buy a large number of fireworks and start setting them off at night, one after another until late at night. Xin Qiji, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said: I once wrote the phrase "the east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and the stars blow down like rain" to describe the scene of people celebrating the Lantern Festival at that time. "

"Fireworks and firecrackers represent joy in traditional culture. People are accustomed to using fireworks to celebrate festivals, store openings, promotions, and other happy events."

"Hey, uncle, shall we help you make fireworks?" Fu Wanwan said after listening for a while, "Take it as a part-time job."

(End of this chapter)