Elsewhere

After leaving the room and going downstairs, it was time for lunch.

Seeing Ji Sheng come out, the two girls asked him eagerly.

"Should I have lunch in the store or outside?"

"I'll go out by myself, I don't need to bother you." Seeing that the other party cared about him, Ji Sheng couldn't help keeping a cold face, so he smiled and declined before going out.

Unexpectedly, the two girls were stunned on the spot when they saw the spring-like smile, and they stood there dumbfounded for an unknown amount of time.

This is the real Zhong Lingyuxiu person, compared with him, most people will become the mud under their feet.

When Ji Sheng left the door, he still felt that the nightmare just now seemed to be still in front of him.Even though he knew that Ji Gen, whose head was burnt to ashes, would never reappear, his heart was still very heavy, as if it was an ominous omen.

He couldn't think about it anymore, instead of just walking around on the street, he might as well go and see the several musical instrument factories in this village and see how their craftsmanship is.

In this way, Ji Sheng drove the wheelchair all the way down the street, scanning both sides, and found that eight out of ten people had musical instruments in the yard, but whenever he wanted to go in, he was stopped by someone.Even if he just said that he wanted to visit, the other party told him that each family has its own unique craftsmanship, and it will never be disclosed.

Ji Sheng had no choice but to leave, and found an open-air wonton stand to rest and have lunch by the way.

The wonton stall where Ji Sheng was sitting was placed in a small square in the center of the village. Besides this shop, there was also a very old camphor tree, which was as thick as four people hugging each other. Sit and chat with the elderly.

The most special one was an old man surrounded by a group of people. He had kind eyebrows, neatly cut hair, and was wearing an old-fashioned big padded jacket.Holding a sanxian is different.

Ji Sheng was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was particularly obvious in the crowd, the old man under the tree.Noticing that Ji Sheng was staring at him, he grinned, stretched out his hand to pluck the sanxian in his arms, and sang a Pingtan full of spirit.

"Okay!" Several old people sitting on the side clapped their hands.

Ji Sheng also nodded in agreement.This old man is so old, but his hands are still very flexible in playing the piano, and his words are also very flavorful.It is the unique Jiangnan minor tune near Suzhou, Wu Nong's soft tone, which is different from other places.

After eating soon, Ji Sheng had nothing else to do, so he simply drove the wheelchair and went to the tree where the crowd gathered to watch the old man sing Pingtan.

Unexpectedly, when Ji Sheng came over, the old man stopped suddenly.

The crowd was strange, and they all looked behind them, and found a person they had never seen before.

"Ah, where did this young man come from? He looks really good..."

Ji Sheng heard the whispering on the side, and thought that he had interrupted the other party's performance, so he turned around and left in embarrassment.

"Young man, come over and have a chat?" the old man asked to stay.

Ji Sheng hesitated for a while, then turned around and drove into the crowd.

"Old man, what do you need from me?"

"You can just call me Uncle Dong." After finishing speaking, he put Sanxian aside and said to the crowd again. "Let's leave today, I have something to do with this little comrade."

The others listened, made a few jokes, and then dispersed.

This time, he lost a lot of attention, and Ji Sheng felt better, and slowly drove to the concrete pier where Uncle Dong was sitting.

Seeing him approaching, Uncle Dong laughed first.

"You may not know that when you went all the way to the factory to ask others if they could let you visit, I saw you all the way behind you."

"I made you laugh." Ji Sheng said embarrassedly.

No wonder the old man kept looking at him.I guess he thinks it's a ridiculously stupid thing for him to wander around the village like this and hope that others will teach him housekeeping skills.

Uncle Dong shook his head.

"You can tell at a glance that you are not sent by some company outside to steal something, but you like it?"

Ji Sheng nodded.

Uncle Dong hummed and continued. "There are very few young people who have hobbies like yours. Seeing that they can't make money and have no future, they all leave. The old guys in the village are doing those crafts."

When Ji Sheng heard this, he was very surprised.

"How could it be? I saw it at the entrance of the village, saying that the musical instruments made in this village are already well-known at home and abroad, so how could they have no future?"

"Hey, the world is not peaceful these days. How can ordinary people have the heart to buy these recreational things. In the past few years, the export of the village has become less and less. The domestic situation is not good either." Uncle Dong said with emotion.

That's right, before he concentrated on cultivating immortals, he seldom considered worldly affairs.At this time, Uncle Dong mentioned it, and he realized that the world is not peaceful.

If the state of such a useless person like him can't get better, I'm afraid that even if he has this money in the future, he will not escape bad luck.

At present, only jellyfish can save him, but he can't figure out how to sneak into Qingqiu Mountain.Fortunately, he still had three months to think about it.

Thinking of this, Ji Sheng also sighed.

Uncle Dong saw that the jade sculpture-like man beside him also frowned, and suddenly felt that he was spoiling the scenery and shouldn't bring up such heavy topics.

"By the way, I think you came here because I want to talk to you about the craft of making musical instruments. This is the real topic!"

Ji Sheng turned his head to look at him, so he listened attentively.

"I was also a craftsman in the early years, but now I'm old and have retired. If you want to learn, I can teach you." Uncle Dong sat down and said to Ji Sheng.

"Are you serious?" Ji Sheng was overjoyed.

It is also because he is now focusing all his energy on music. Even though his heart was full of clouds just now, he immediately forgot all about it when he heard about this good thing.

"Hey, I also have a request." Uncle Dong shook his finger and blinked narrowly. "I like to sing Pingtan the most. Now I have one less partner. Do you have the skills to do it?"

Ji Sheng smiled.

"I don't know how to play the three strings of the pipa, but I have memorized eight or nine points of the tune I saw you playing just now."

"Young man, it's great to boast about Haikou." Uncle Dong stared.

Ji Sheng turned his head to look at Sanxian lying on the cement, lifted it up with great effort, put it on his feet, moved his fingers, and plucked it casually a few times.

Uncle Dong smiled happily.

"If you play like this, no one will listen to me in the future."

Ji Sheng smiled without saying a word, and when he became proficient at the position of the string, he plucked it casually again.

Most of the tones played by the Sanxian are fast and quick. Once a novice is not proficient, it will be a stumbling sound, and they can no longer keep up with the tune, making it difficult for people to mobilize their emotions together.

But this person who claimed to be listening to it for the first time never stopped.

Uncle Dong was still smiling at first, but he stopped laughing after a while.

"You...you..."

With his useless body, the only thing he can control is the strings.Fortunately, his comprehension ability has not diminished in this world.There is also some value in life.

Ji Sheng closed his eyes and sighed, flicked his fingers, played a trick like Uncle Dong just now, and ended the song.

Looking at Uncle Dong at this time, the other party was already speechless and speechless.

"Uncle Dong, are you willing to accept me?"

It was as if a firecracker had been fired under Uncle Dong's ass. He jumped up violently, wanting to pat Ji Sheng on the shoulder, but suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, so he patted his thigh back.

"Ah, ah! . . . good!"

In this way, Ji Sheng decided to follow Uncle Dong to learn how to make musical instruments and sing Pingtan with him.

Although Uncle Dong has retired, there are still two younger brothers working in the family.

When Ji Sheng went to his house, he saw all kinds of musical instruments hanging to dry in the yard. The variety was so dazzling that his neck ached when he looked up.

Uncle Dong now likes this young man more and more, and he doesn't fool him.I have taught it with great sincerity!

"What musical instrument do you want to learn?"

Ji Sheng withdrew his gaze and said with some embarrassment.

"If possible, I would like to learn from it."

Knowing about the musical instruments themselves will allow him to better understand the sound quality of these musical instruments in the future.Although it is a pity that he may not have the chance to go to immortality now, but in the way of heartfelt love and joy, if he can reach a higher level, this life will not be in vain.

Even if he never had the chance to see that immortal in Tianyuan Realm again.I have studied and practiced music theory tirelessly in this secular world, so if there is an afterlife, I will not be ashamed to see him.

Also, although he can no longer make magic weapons, being able to be a skilled craftsman in this secular world is not in vain for the Huatong Sect Master's favor for him back then.

"If others say that, I will definitely drive him out." Hearing what Ji Sheng said, Uncle Dong lowered his head and pondered for a moment. "However, seeing your talent just now, I am also convinced. If you want to learn everything, there is no problem!"

Just when Ji Sheng wanted to thank him, Uncle Dong changed the subject again.

"We old artists originally only taught our skills to our own sons, and didn't even pass it on to our daughters. The old companions in the past may be different now, let alone let their sons inherit the mantle, and they don't even do it themselves. I went out to do other things. I have seen so many and broke countless inheritances. I looked at it and felt a pity..." "Now I have figured it out. As long as this craftsmanship can be passed on, it will be prosperous. I will teach anyone who has the ability! I just saw that you have a superb memory and extraordinary comprehension ability, but it is only above the timbre. Now that you say that you want to learn all the tools of our Xiqiao Village, I will test you again !"