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After the two pandas left, it didn't take long for the rain to pour down.

It was already afternoon, after Ning Fei and Jiang Xue had eaten together, they cleaned up the house.

"I'll go to the pavilion to rest for a while. You're still weak. It's best not to come out. It's easy to catch a cold." Ning Fei said with concern.

"Well, good." Jiang Xue replied softly.

After speaking, Ning Fei left.

The rainy days of the Taoist temple have a different flavor. Looking from the building, the rainwater pours down and flows into a waterline along the gaps between the blue tiles of the Sanqing Temple. There are several shallow puddles below, and rainwater is constantly falling into it, splashing pieces of water.

Jiang Xue looked out the window, only to think that the scenery was particularly attractive.

Listening to the sound of the rain, she was thinking again, what is Ning Fei doing at this time?

She picked up her tablet and turned on the livestream.

In the picture, I saw Ning Fei holding a pile of light brown paper and a pile of bamboo, running from the front yard to the back yard. The rain was heavy, and in just a moment, Ning Fei's head and shoulders were already wet.

When he came to the corridor, Ning Fei patted the rain on his head.

The rain ran down a few strands of hair, making his hair look a little messy, but it added a bit of unbridled charm.

"Ning Guanzhu, what is this for?"

"In such a heavy rain, Ning Guanzhu came out."

"I thought it was discontinued."

"Ning Guan's calculations are accurate. It really rained this afternoon. I admire it."

"When did Ning Guanzhu say nonsense?"

At this time, they saw Ning Fei walk to the pavilion and put down all the things in his hands. Only then did netizens see what Ning Fei was holding.

Some bamboo, a stack of oiled paper, a little tung oil, a small bucket of glue, and tools such as thin wire, scissors, a knife, and a saw.

"These things... Ning Guanzhu doesn't want to be an umbrella!"

"Look at this, it looks like it!"

"Not very similar, sure."

Netizens speculated one after another, and Ning Fei also nodded, confirming the netizens' speculation.

"There may be rain in Qinshan during this time, and there is no umbrella in the Taoist temple, so I plan to make an oil-paper umbrella out."

"When I was young, I learned this craft from my master, who is very good at weaving umbrellas."

"In this era, nylon silk folding umbrellas are popular, traditional oil-paper umbrellas have been retired, and there are fewer and fewer artists who can make handmade umbrellas."

"However, Huaxia still has a lot of great inheritance, such as Luzhou oil-paper umbrellas, which can only be completed after more than 90 processes such as stage care, twisting, netting, paper gluing, tying, oiling, and hoop roasting."

"The umbrella made by soaking it in water for 24 hours will not lose its bones, and it will not deform when it walks in the top five winds. It is very powerful."

"I don't have such a professional production tool, but the umbrella I made is enough to shelter from the rain."

After hearing Ning Fei's words, netizens were once again convinced by Ning Fei's talent.

"If I go, the anchor will still make oil-paper umbrellas?"

"What else can you not?"

"Almighty!"

"Making oil-paper umbrellas sounds very charming."

"To be honest, I haven't seen an oil-paper umbrella until now."

"The times are progressing. Nylon umbrellas are definitely better and more convenient, but oil-paper umbrellas are traditional and cannot be thrown away."

At this time, Ning Fei had already taken out a bamboo bone and was about to start making an umbrella.

"The rib must be made of high-quality bamboo, and then sawn into bamboo tubes of suitable specifications."

"When I was looking for Cuilong Bamboo yesterday, I was also looking for a suitable bamboo tree, and this one is very suitable."

"It's best to choose a bamboo bone for the entire umbrella stand, so that the color, texture, and fit will be perfect."

"The main handle has been selected. The next step is to split the bamboo bones into bamboo strips for support."

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Ning Fei took out tools such as saws and long knives, and with the blessing of the "extreme knife craftsmanship" skill, he continuously decomposed the bamboo and wood, and split it into strips of bamboo.

"It's too good to chop, each bamboo strip looks the same size."

"The obsessive-compulsive disorder means it's a real pleasure to watch the anchor break down the bamboo tube."

"It looks very comfortable."

"As expected of the traditional Chinese craftsmanship, I feel that every movement is full of beauty."

"Ning Guanzhu is a craftsman!"

Ning Fei continued to make an umbrella silently, splitting the bamboo strips was only the first step, and the next step was the real difficulty.

Drilling, assembling, threading, connecting umbrella handles and umbrella heads...

These steps are easy to say, but very troublesome to do, and each step requires patience and care.

Little Fox ran to the pavilion at some point, lying on the bench beside him, and accompanied Ning Fei.

The little falcon rests in his nest.

The puppy was lying at the door of the pet kennel, with its front legs stretched out in front, looking at the splashing rain flowers, looking curious about everything.

By the time Ning Fei had completely dealt with the rib of the oil-paper umbrella, before he knew it, it was past six o'clock in the afternoon.

"Huh, it took four hours to finish the umbrella stand."

Ning Fei looked at the umbrella stand in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

"The next step is to get the decoration on the oil-paper umbrella."

"In ancient times, literati would write poems and paintings before oiling the oil-paper umbrella to express their feelings. The ancient patterns on the umbrella are often the expression of the beauty of the oil-paper umbrella."

"I first put it on the oiled paper to confirm the area that needs to be cut."

Ning Fei got busy again. He drew the oil paper on the umbrella stand a few times, drew the approximate cutting area of ​​the oil paper umbrella, and then carefully cut it out with scissors.

Next, Ning Fei took out the brush and ink and started grinding.

Seeing this scene, netizens felt that Ning Guanzhu was about to "show off his skills" again.

"Ning Guanzhu means that he wants to paint on the oil-paper umbrella?"

"In ancient times, scholars and writers would personally paint on oil-paper umbrellas, which would be more artistic."

"This is the treasure of China."

"I'm curious about what Ning Guan mainly paints?"

"I remember that the panorama of the Taoist temple I painted before was very good."

"Look, he seems to have only prepared black ink. Could it be that he only used one color?"

"Could it be that Ning Guanzhu wants to paint Chinese paintings?"

"Chinese painting is not that simple. Chinese painting focuses on freehand brushwork and has higher requirements for painters."

"Nine-year art students show their faces, Chinese painting is really very difficult, it depends on talent. Some people draw two strokes and the teacher keeps complimenting them, and some people rack their brains to paint works for two days, and the teacher will be devalued by the teacher. ."

At this time, Ning Fei had already started painting.

The edge of the pen is dipped in thick ink, and the pen is down, and the hand is lightly outlined, and the edge of the pen changes from thick to light.

This scene is beautiful.

Xiaohu didn't know why, but he sat up and looked at Ning Fei with all his attention.

"This is... landscape!"

Netizens were shocked.

Because Ning Fei only used a few brushstrokes to draw a majestic landscape.

Then, Ning Fei tapped a few more strokes,

On the river surface, a flat boat appeared again, and on the flat boat, a fisherman could still be seen driving forward with the boat.

There are mountains, water, boats...

Ning Fei's painting is fast, full of unrestrained charm. His pen was getting faster and faster, and he drew a beautiful picture.

In the end, Ning Fei drew two cranes looking at the light boat in the distance at the front of the scroll again. The two cranes did not have their heads painted. Netizens were surprised when they saw Ning Fei take out another plate of ink.

It's red ink.

He took out a new paintbrush, dipped it in red ink, and then tapped on the heads of the two cranes. For a while, the cranes seemed to come alive, which was amazing.

In the black-and-white landscape painting, there are two bright red dots that are eye-catching.

This one is really the finishing touch!

Looking carefully, I found that the close-up painting of this painting is a crane, and the distant view is a landscape canoe.

What a beautiful mood!

Landscape painting is very fast, but it only takes a few minutes.

When netizens saw the pattern on the oil-paper umbrella, they were speechless.

This painting is perfect.

At first glance, everything in the painting seems to be alive.

The two cranes seemed to have life, and the light boat seemed to be drifting slowly.

The little fox was beside him, and inexplicably, he murmured softly.