Trash games kill me [holographic]

An Zhengchu agrees with this: "The difficult thing is starting from elementary school and persisting for many years." He carefully picked up the peony picture that the old lady had just cut, admiring the delicate hollows and lines, with regret in his tone, " Now these traditional skills are rarely learned.”

In his time, paper-cutting was on the decline, and he didn’t need to do more research. In this era when crossing planets is as convenient as crossing cities, even the exterior walls of houses are made of various invisible materials, which look modern and elegant. It has a sense of technology and is very beautiful, but it is definitely not suitable for window and wall decorations.

Anyway, during his brief stay in the city that day, he didn't see anything related to these cultures.

I don't know if it's the same on other planets.According to Qin Han, the current federal government has a vast star field, maybe some planet residents have retained this type of cultural tradition?After all, this "Lost Civilization" feels really good to him.

Everything is unknown.

Hearing his emotion, the old woman paused in her origami movements, looked up at him carefully, then lowered her head and continued to fold: "It is true that no one has learned it. In such a big capital, there are only two or three paper-cutting shops left." Her tone was light, "Let's not talk about others, my shop will soon be closed."

An Zhengchu hastily asked: "How could it be? Your craft is so good..."

The old woman laughed at herself: "I'm old, I can't do it for many years."

An Zhengchu frowned: "Well, may I ask, what about the old man's children?" Normally, there should be descendants who will learn to inherit it?

"He, he also studied in elementary school, and he learned well..." The old woman sighed softly, stopped, and stared blankly at the paper in her hand. Jujube, on other days, I just sit in the shop and swatt flies. It can neither make money to support the family, nor is it a fun job, and no one wants to continue doing it.”

The fat man didn't understand: "Why don't you make money? I think this flower is beautiful." He pointed to the picture of a duck playing lotus on the wall. It should be replaced after a while, and it should sell well, right?"

The old woman gave him a sideways look and said nothing.

An Zhengchu was embarrassed, and hurriedly explained to the fat man: "Brother Fatty, paper-cutting is not considered a daily necessities. Most of the window grilles and wall decorations are replaced only during the New Year's Eve; when there are happy events, they will add or replace them with happy flowers, supplemented by Fireworks and the like, worshiping ancestors and gods will make flowers for offerings and fragrant flowers. Most of the paper-cutting is related to some traditional folk activities, and it is not something you just want to do."

A bunch of this flower and that flower directly knocked the fat man dizzy.He was speechless: "Such a good technology, it feels like a waste to just use it for decoration." He looked at An Zhengchu, "Is there no other use besides these? Don't you also say that it is most of it?"

An Zhengchu blinked and looked at the old woman: "Yes, old man, I remember—"

The old woman waved her hand: "Others, one is embroidery patterns, and the other is printing and dyeing plates. Needless to say, the latter is not an everyday job. As for the former... whoever learns embroidery can't do it with a few hands?" How about drawing tricks? As for coming to this dilapidated shop of mine to find tricks? Wouldn’t that make you laugh your ass off?”

An Zhengchu and Fatty looked at each other in blank dismay, and stopped talking.

The old woman sighed slightly, and continued to cut paper.

An Zhengchu lightly folded the peony picture, put it back on the table, and then sighed.

Qin Han, who had been following behind him, heard it and looked at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

An Zhengchu came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay." He was a little frustrated, "It's just a little sad." He looked at the picture of a duck playing with a lotus on the wall, feeling quite emotional, "In fact, it's not just paper-cutting, there are many, many things, all... "I can't see it anymore.

The next few words were almost in his mouth.

Not only in the game, not only the paper-cutting skills.In this era, all the familiar and unfamiliar things hit him here, and he never saw them again.

Of course, he went out twice in total—well, it can only be counted once, and the second time he stepped back on the road, he retreated.

He didn't know if these skills survived in real life—no, given his current situation and the vast space of the current star field, even if these skills survived, he probably would never have the chance to see them again.

In an unfamiliar environment, there are unknown technologies, different languages, machinery, high technology, and a hopeless cultural barrier.The emptiness of cultural cognition that cannot be satisfied, and the deepest feelings of people who have left their hometowns.

If it weren't for this game with strong Chinese culture, he probably would have...

Although An Zhengchu didn't say the following words aloud, Qin Han could understand the meaning behind them.Seeing his sudden silence, he simply held his hand and said, "Isn't there you?"

"Huh?" An Zhengchu looked up in doubt.

Qin Han reminded him: "If you want to continue and develop something, you might as well be the leader first." He pointed to the old woman who was immersed in paper-cutting, "Paper-cutting skills don't need a high threshold. More people like and learn, you can make a publicity call for everyone to participate.”

"You mean..."

"Did you forget? You have fans now. Your column is called Suyuan." Qin Han motioned to the peony paper-cut on the table, "Paper-cut, can it be considered?"

An Zhengchu's eyes lit up: "Forget it!!" He asked expectantly, "Is it really possible? Then can I take a picture of this old man's paper-cut and put it up? It will be more intuitive!"

Qin Han patted his head: "If you want, of course you can." An An is so active in promoting "Civilization", she will have to ask Bi Wenxing for more rewards later.

An Zhengchu's eyes sparkled: "Then do it this way! Maybe some people will be interested in exploring it!"

They were talking about these issues in the team frequency, and the old woman naturally didn't notice it, and kept cutting the paper with her head down.

Under Qin Han's guidance, An Zhengchu turned on the recording function and focused on the old woman's hands.

Folding, piercing, scissors, engraving, engraving, single-color scissors, color-coded scissors, and even some dyeing scissors...

The three were amazed.

The fat man squatting on the edge of the table saw that his hands were itchy behind him, so he simply took a piece of paper from the old woman, fumbled and began to cut it.

The hustle and bustle in the distance made the alley more peaceful.

I don't know if it's because of the game, or because the paper-cutting speed is so fast. In less than an hour, the old lady finished what An Zhengchu wanted.

Fold everything and put it in a small basket, and the old woman handed it to An Zhengchu.

An Zhengchu took the things, and asked again for confirmation: "Is it really only 620 texts?" The 620 texts are mostly the two pictures of the Eight Immortals Naohai and the Six Kingdoms. Compared with the equipment, this thing is really cheap—— Well, it is a game after all, these things are definitely not as useful as equipment.

The old woman smiled: "Master, you know our business so well, you should make a discount." She glanced at the fat man who came over, thought for a while, pulled the box where she put the paper-cutting tools over, picked up the scissors, Two or three times, the leather covering the bottom of the box was peeled off.

"I know you're here for this piece of leather. Here, take it."

An Zhengchu was pleasantly surprised when he landed, and the fat man jumped three feet high, leaping over him and eagerly taking the leather over.

"Ahhh, the lines and colors are almost the same, yes, it must be the map of Chang'an." Fatty yelled frequently in the team, "Sure enough, it is right to find Ah Jiu, and you don't even need to give money-oh oh ok, It’s just a bit of money for paper-cutting!”

Qin Han was speechless, and reminded: "An'an, the map is not activated, ask her."

An Zhengchu gave him a understanding look, and continued to talk to the old woman: "Old man, can you tell me how this piece of leather came about?"

"I don't know either." The old woman shook her head, "It was brought back by my unfilial son. He used to talk about this piece of leather, but turned his head away but left it alone. I saw that it was of good quality, so I took it Come to the bottom of the bag."

An Zhengchu was sweating: "Then where is your son now? This item is very important to us, we want to ask him about the origin of this item."

The old woman pointed at the entrance of the alley, with a disappointed expression on her face: "He is keeping accounts elsewhere now, if you want to find him, go to Wuji Dim Sum in front and look for him."

An Zhengchu hurriedly thanked him.

The old woman glanced at him, hesitated and said: "Young master knows a lot about paper-cutting, and he is a cultural person, so he must be eloquent..." She gritted her teeth, but she was finally unwilling, "Can you please persuade me, young master? That unfilial son, let him come back?"

At the same time, their team frequency also popped up a mission prompt.

An Zhengchu glanced at Qin Han and nodded: "Don't worry, old man, we will try our best."

[Team Frequency] Ding!Accept the task: Entrusted by the old shopkeeper of the paper-cut shop, find his son and persuade him to inherit the paper-cut family business.

As soon as the task reminder was displayed, a panda's voice came out from the team channel: "Damn it, where are you running, why did you accept a new task?"

When the fat man saw him coming up, he was overjoyed immediately: "It's just right, this is the task of eloquence test, it must be you!!"

Qin Han followed suit: "Alright, then I'll leave this task to you. An'an and I will go offline to get the video."

panda:……

An Zhengchu laughed, looked at Qin Han, and couldn't help booing: "Brother Panda Brother Fatty, I will trouble you with this matter."

Fatty: ...he was just joking...

Qin Han didn't care what they thought, he just went offline and left, An Zhengchu hurriedly followed.

With the help of Qin Han, this video with the theme of "paper-cutting" was quickly posted on Doulang.

In order to let people better understand paper-cutting, he also asked Qin Han to help him record an audio commentary in Chinese—long texts, which are far less vivid than videos with commentary.Anyway, the transliteration tools are very powerful these days, and he can use any language without any problem.

However, in order to express his solemnity, he still wrote a separate long article dedicated to the art of paper-cutting.

While he was slowly pondering the text, Qin Han was constantly replaying the paper-cut video with An Zhengchu's voice—well, his An An's voice is really nice.

By the time everything was settled, nearly two hours had passed.Remembering that there are still many things to do in the game, An Zhengchu hurriedly knocked on Qin Han and invited him to go online together.

Qin Han reluctantly turned off the video, and then boarded the game.

Neither of them noticed that on Doulang, topics about paper-cutting, "Civilization", and @月它暗voice had already hit the hot search list.Especially the last topic directly occupied the No.1 hot search list.

So, unprepared, they were overwhelmed by the crowd as soon as they went online.