The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

He has seen many young people like this. Most of them just enter the store on a whim, take a photo and then leave. He has learned to be smart a long time ago. If he has the time to greet customers, he might as well make up two more handicrafts.

But Ye Qinghuan went straight to the old grandfather in the bamboo pile.

"Grandpa, I'm here to customize bamboo baskets. Could you please film the making of bamboo baskets together and spread the craftsmanship of bamboo baskets so that more people can see our traditional craftsmanship?"

Hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and the hand twisting the bamboo segment in his hand paused. He raised his eyes and scanned the faces of Ye Qinghuan and Su Yunze one by one, then looked at the dark machine on the side and asked,

"With this, can many people see our bamboo weaving craftsmanship?"

The master craftsman who had already expected that bamboo weaving craftsmanship would be discontinued in his generation did not expect that things would take a turn for the worse. One day, a young man would tell him to let more people see our traditional craftsmanship!

He worked hard all his life for this sentence, but his wife ran away and his apprentice also ran away.

Now, he wants to work hard again, at least not to let the bamboo weaving craft stop in his hands.

Ye Qinghuan nodded affirmatively,

"Yes, although I can't guarantee that many people will see it, I promise that I will work hard to let more people see what our ancestors left behind."

At this moment, Ye Qinghuan's answer was so sonorous and powerful that Su Yunze couldn't help but look at him with admiration. He immediately followed up and promised,

"Grandpa, don't worry, we will work hard to spread the beauty of bamboo weaving craftsmanship."

"Okay, okay!!"

The master stood up with a satisfied look on his face. He didn't even care about the half-finished Cuju ball in his hand, and led the two of them into the workshop inside.

Going inside, Ye Qinghuan was so surprised by the things inside that she couldn't take her eyes away. From the small animals, practical baskets, fish tank spoons and other small tools outside, gradually going inside were beautifully made rabbit lanterns and bamboo bells hanging on the shelves. , there is also a large-scale handicraft - a bamboo woven beauty, with her hair in a bun and a cape, holding a lampstand, Ye Qinghuan can't walk at a glance.

The old man seemed to notice this old man and explained with a smile,

"This is the Xishi on the lamp that I created when I was in my thirties. Unfortunately, it has been covered in dust for a long time."

The old man picked up the feather duster and gently dusted off the beauty on the lamp, then showed its whole picture to the camera. Immediately, everyone started to admire it.

[It’s so beautiful, so beautiful that it needs to be sacrificed. Look at the eyes and nose, add some colorful pens to embellish it, and it will look like a real person. ]

[I admire the old gentleman, he must have practiced this skill for half his life. ]

[Based on her skills, I plan to withdraw my troops and stop scolding Sister Ceng for the time being]

[I was so touched when I heard their assurance that they are really working hard to let more people see our handicrafts]

[Woo woo woo, the screenshot has been sent out. Our bamboo weaving craftsmanship cannot be buried, it needs to be seen by more people. ]

[This is what our ancestors left behind. If you look at the things outside now, they like to have the names of Japan and South Korea. I saw a bamboo umbrella when I was shopping a few days ago. I knew it was from our country at a glance. The craftsmanship, the store insists on saying that it is a geisha umbrella unique to Japan, it makes me mad]

[I just need to make those bastards open their eyes and take a look at where this bamboo weaving craft comes from! ! ]

For a while, the hot search topic "Justify the name of bamboo weaving craftsmanship in the Flower Country" suddenly occupied the top spot. Many netizens who were awakened by the crafts to wake up their sleeping souls liked and commented, and posted countless bamboo weaving crafts with pictures below, summoning a large number of people who had been sleeping for a long time. bamboo weaving artist.

At this end, Ye Qinghuan and Su Yunze also took a look at the old master's collection with their cameras, and the old master also finished cleaning a production area and came out, dragging out the bamboos that had been dormant for a long time in his warehouse.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghuan hurriedly poked Su Yunze, prompting him to help quickly. She herself went up quickly with quick eyesight and took over the preparation work from the master's hands.

"Hey, Xiao Nizi has done all the preparations in an orderly manner. Have you learned a little bit from it?"

The old master took out a few bamboo weaving auxiliary tools, looked at Ye Qinghuan's familiar movements and said doubtfully,

The answer to this question is what Su Yunze and other netizens want to ask.

Ye Qinghuan seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I have learned a little. When I was a child, my father was very good. He could always knit a lot of small animals for me with a piece of straw. Gradually, I also learned some straw knitting. I was fascinated by its fun and cuteness. Later, I went to school. When I was a kid, there was a shop selling bamboo weaving in front of the school. I often stayed away from school to watch the master weave baskets. The master was very nice and often taught me a few things. Gradually, I got good at it."

This is half true.

Ye Qinghuan's father did teach her to weave small animals from straw, but that was when the original owner was very young, and her memory has long been blurred. As for the master who sold bamboo weaving, he was the owner of the shop where Ye Qinghuan used to work.

Perhaps out of pity for her, a poor little girl who couldn't have enough to eat, the boss temporarily took her in and gave her a bite to eat even though the business was bleak. Later, he even gave her all his money to teach her bamboo weaving techniques.

Ye Qinghuan thought of that boss, and a warmth instantly rose in his heart.

She smiled, following the master's teachings in her memory, and a small bamboo basket appeared in her palm.

Seeing her show her hands, the master clapped his hands excitedly.

"Not bad, Xiao Nizi has a hidden talent."

"No, no, master, we are going to make fifty exquisite bamboo baskets this time and send them out as gifts. You have to show off your skills to open everyone's eyes."

Hearing that it was going to be a gift, the master's eyes instantly lit up. He nodded repeatedly and pointed at the staff carrying the camera and told him,

"Wait a minute, the kid carrying that thing, yes, that's you. Remember to get closer later so everyone can see it clearly, you know!"

The camera nodded hurriedly, and the old master was satisfied with the bamboo weaving and folded it little by little. At the same time, he explained in detail how to make each step. In a few seconds, a detached rabbit basket with an off-white wide belly and two ears erected on the top of the head was created. Just appear in front of everyone.

Ye Qinghuan pinched the rabbit ears and couldn't put them down. While pressing the wide-belly basket, he asked in surprise,

"Grandpa, you use double-layer braiding, right? It's very precise and completely opaque."

The old master nodded proudly, "I didn't expect you, little girl, to know how to double-knit. This thing is more practical than a basket and can be used as a fish tank. It is more advanced to use this method as a gift."

Su Yunze couldn't believe it when he heard this.

"Also, it can be used as a fish tank? But didn't the ancients say that the bamboo basket is in vain? Can this basket really be used as a fish tank? Then if it is made bigger, can it be used as a bathtub?"

Of course the old master who was questioned refused to do it, and immediately picked up a small gourd of water and poured it into the basket, and a magical scene was born.