I was just wondering, who is Ah Zhong.
At this time, a voice came from the opposite room, "Wife, wife, where are you?"
The woman frowned and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, my husband is here today.
Let's make an appointment next time.
See you there."
With that said, the woman hurriedly left, leaving me confused.
After staying in India for a week, Xue Cilan said that there was a town nearby that was famous for its snacks, so the three of us arrived in this quaint town with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
"This town is so beautiful."
Xue Ying admired the scenery along the way.
Xue Cilan said proudly: "Of course, this town is called Guanjing Town, and it is most famous for its landscape and snacks."
"The name Guanjing Town is so familiar, I think I've heard of it before."
Xue Cilan gave me a look of disdain: "Don't pretend you don't understand.
You, Cui Xiaoman, have never heard of you."
A good man doesn't fight with a woman, so I don't bother to argue with her.
But think about it, how could I have heard of place names in India?
There is a food city in the town, with four streets arranged in the shape of a "well", all filled with various snacks.
After eating at three restaurants, Xue Ying and Xue Cilan could only watch me eat.
"Cui Xiaoman, how can you eat so well?
You look like a starving ghost."
This Xue Cilan said bad things about me again.
See how I can retaliate against you.
"Yingzi, come and try some.
This tofu is good."
"Well, it's really tender."
"Here, let me get you some more."
"No, I can't eat anymore."
"It's okay, just eat less."
"Well, thank you, Brother Manzi."
Xue Cilan on the side stared, it's useless to stare, I just won't greet you, I'll make you mad.
After eating and drinking, of course I had to stop by to visit the scenic spots here, but I heard the sound of "ding-dong-dang-dang" forging in the distance.
We saw too many scenic spots, but were attracted by the ancient sound of iron forging.
So we walked along the blue and white stone road following the sound.
But there was a large iron workshop here, with hundreds of people forging iron around blazing fire and hot molten iron.
I didn’t expect that in this day and age, there are still people using traditional methods to make ironware.
The hammer hit the red-hot steel, splashing out hot sparks, and the firelight highlighted the strong bronze muscles of the blacksmiths, giving it a feeling of age.
I stared at this spectacular scene and blurted out: "Guanjing Town Heritage Iron Workshop"
Xue Cilan curled her lips and ran to the main entrance to look at the sign in disbelief.
I was stunned for a moment.
The full name of this ironware workshop is really "Guanjing Town Heritage Ironware Workshop" "Cui Xiaoman.
How do you know this place?"
Xue Cilan wondered.
I stared sadly at the beating flame, thinking that for so many days, I thought everything was over, but who knew fate would bring me here again.
I clearly remember that in Xihu Temple, a series of addresses were engraved on the copper pillars with the Baixian flower printed on them, which was the "Guanjing Town Heritage Iron Workshop".
This ironware workshop is very large, producing everything from iron gates and copper tripods to small iron cuffs and iron locks.
The variety is very complete.
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The production team leader told us that this ironworks workshop has a history of several thousand years.
It has been around since the Iron Age BC.
When it comes to blacksmithing technology, this ironworks workshop ranks first in the entire India.
It is said that the sword used by the Queen of India to fight against colonial invaders was made in this ironworks workshop.
"Brother, can I swing two hammers?"
"Of course.
But you have to be careful, it won't be pleasant if the molten metal splashes on you."
The captain said with a smile.
"It's okay."
I took the hammer and followed the example of other blacksmiths, tapping the red-hot heavy iron one by one.
The scalding hot wind blew my face red, the jumping fire made my pupils tighten unconsciously, and the billowing smoke rose from the flaming red steel immersed in the water.
The heavy knocks seemed to be knocking at people's soul deep inside.
"Young man, you did a good job."
The captain obviously didn't expect that a tourist like me who came to Guanjing Town for sightseeing could do such a job.
While banging the steel, I talked to the captain: "Brother, can I ask you something?
When I visited the West Lake Temple, I saw some copper pillars with the name of your inherited iron workshop engraved on them.
Those copper pillars were also made by you. "?"
"What does the copper pillar look like?"
"8 meters high, about 1 meter in diameter, octagonal, with a model of stars holding the moon at the top, and white carvings on eight sides."
"I can't remember clearly."
The captain said, "But the iron and bronze wares we have produced have templates and base maps saved.
If you are interested, I can take you to see them."
"Then I'll bother you, brother."
Xue Ying and Xue Cilan were not interested in blacksmithing, so they waited for me outside.
The captain and I walked through the corridor and walked into a large warehouse.
There are various kinds of ironware inside, some exquisite, some grand, and with different shapes.
It’s really amazing to think that so many strange things can be produced from hard iron.
We entered a dark room at the end.
The captain took down a large pile of base map copies from the shelf and said with a smile: "If you can't find it, there are more, but I guess you will have to look through it for a day or two."
I handed him a cigarette and said, "Come on, smoke our Chinese Furong King."
The captain took the cigarette and lit it, blowing out thick smoke and said: "It's very good.
I heard that your Chinese Moutai is very famous.
Brother, can you bring me some?"
"I can help you ask about this."
I called Teacher Cang while flipping through the notebook.
Teacher Cang said that the Murong family does have a wine shop in India that sells Chinese Moutai.
He asked me to write him the address and it would be delivered in two days.
The captain smiled brightly and thanked him profusely.
"This is it."
I turned to the bottom picture of the copper pillar from the bottom of the notebook.
It seemed that the copper pillar was indeed produced here: "Do you know who designed this pattern?"
"There is a signature here.
These copper pillars were designed by my master.
I remember that my master was already very ill at that time.
He was very happy when he designed the pattern of this white flower.
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He said that if destiny is endless, the person he is thinking about must be You will see this pattern.”
At this point, the captain looked at me in surprise: "Brother, you are so eager to find the designer of this picture.
Are you the person that the master is thinking about?"
It seems that I am being remembered again.
"I don't know either.
To be honest, this pattern is indeed very important to me."
"It's a pity that my master passed away four years ago.
When he died, he didn't give us any explanation.
He only said that if anyone comes to ask about this flower, he will set off a sounding arrow in the iron workshop."
The captain looked inquiringly.
He said to me: "Do you need me to shoot a ringing arrow?"
"Sorry to trouble you."
I thought that this sounding arrow must represent a special meaning.
I am a little worried and a little hopeful about what it will lead to. aa2705221: