After the two pandas left, not long afterwards, the rain poured down as expected.

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

　　 "I will go to the pavilion to rest for a while, your body is still weak now, it is better not to come out, easy to catch cold." Ning Fei said with concern.

　　 "Well, good." Jiang Xue replied softly.

　　 After speaking, Ning Fei left.

　　The Taoist temple has a special flavor on rainy days. Looking from the building, the rain pours down, flowing into the water line along the gap between the blue tiles of Sanqing Hall. There are a few shallow puddles below, and rain is constantly hitting them in, splashing patches of water.

　　 Jiangxue looked out the window, only to find this kind of scenery particularly attractive.

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

　　 She picked up the tablet and opened the live broadcast.

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

　　 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 stray charm.

　　 "Ning Guanzhu, what is this going to do?"

　　 "Such a heavy rain, Ning Guanzhu will come out."

　　 "I thought it would not be broadcast anymore."

　　 "Ning Guan, the subject is accurate, it really rained this afternoon, I admire it."

　　 "When did Ning Guanzhu talk nonsense?"

　　 At this time, I saw Ning Fei walk to the pavilion and put down everything in his hands, and the netizens could see what Ning Fei was holding.

　　 some bamboo, a wad of oiled paper, some tung oil, a small bucket of glue, fine thread, scissors, knives, saws and other tools.

　　 "These things...Ning Guanzhu doesn't want to be an umbrella, right?"

　　 "It looks like this, it looks alike!"

　　 "Not very similar, it must be."

　　 Netizens speculated one after another, Ning Fei also nodded, confirming their guesses.

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

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

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

　　 "However, Huaxia still has many powerful inheritances, such as Luzhou oil-paper umbrellas, which have to go through more than ninety processes such as drama support, twisting, mesh edge, paper pasting, tie work, oiling, hoop roasting and so on."

　　 "The umbrella made out of it will not lose its bones after being soaked in clear water for 24 hours, and it will not deform when walking in the top five winds. It is very powerful."

　　 "I don't have that 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 impressed by Ning Fei's talent.

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

　　 "What else can you not?"

　　 "Almighty!"

　　 "It makes oil paper umbrellas, it sounds very charming."

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

　　 "The times are advancing. 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 umbrellas.

　　 "The umbrella ribs must be made of high-quality bamboo, and then the bamboo material is sawn into bamboo tubes of appropriate specifications."

　　 "When I looked for Cuilong bamboo yesterday, I was also deliberately looking for a suitable bamboo. This one is very suitable."

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

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

　　 As he said, Ning Fei took out tools such as saws and long knives, coupled with the blessing of the "Extreme Knives" skill, and continuously decomposed the bamboo and wood into strips.

　　 "This cut is great too, every bamboo strip looks the same size."

　　 "Obsessive-compulsive disorder means that watching the anchor break down the bamboo tube is really a pleasure."

　　 "It's very comfortable to see."

　　 "It is worthy of Chinese traditional craftsmanship, and I feel that every movement is full of beauty."

　　 "Ning Guanzhu is a craftsman!"

　　 Ning Fei continued to make the umbrella silently, cutting out the bamboo strips was only the first step, and then, the real difficulty came.

　　Drilling, framing, threading, tandem umbrella handle umbrella head...

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

　　 Little Fox didn't know when he ran to the pavilion, lying on the bench beside him, accompanied Ning Fei.

　　 Falcon rests in his nest.

　　 The little dog was lying at the door of the pet nest, with his front legs stretched out in front, looking at the splashing Yuhua, looking curious about everything.

　　 Waiting for Ning Fei to completely dispose of the ribs of the oil-paper umbrella, unknowingly, it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

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

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

　　 "Next, finish the decoration on the oil paper umbrella."

　　 "In ancient times, scholars of literati would write poems and paint 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 oil paper and confirm the area that needs to be cut."

　　 Ning Fei got busy again. He gestured 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 might be going to show off his skills again.

　　 "Ning Guanzhu meant that he wanted to paint on the oil paper umbrella?"

　　 "In ancient times, literati and inkmen would personally paint on oil paper umbrellas, which is more artistic."

　　 "This is the treasure of China."

　　 "I am very curious about what Ningguan mainly paints?"

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

　　 "Look, he seems to only prepare black ink. Is it possible that he only uses one color?"

　　 "Could it be that Ning Guanzhu wanted to paint Chinese painting?"

　　 "Chinese painting is not that simple, right? Chinese painting emphasizes freehand brushwork, and has higher requirements for painters."

"Nine years of art students show a face, Chinese painting is really difficult, depending on talent. Some people paint two strokes and the teacher keeps boasting, and some people rack their brains to paint works for two days and they will be devalued by the teacher. ."

　　 At this time, Ning Fei had already started painting.

　　 The tip of the pen is dipped in thick ink, and the pen is down.

　　 In this scene, the mood is very beautiful.

　　 Little Fox didn’t know why, he sat up and looked at Ning Fei intently~www.ltnovel.com~ This is... landscape! "

　　 Netizens were surprised.

　　Because Ning Fei only used a few strokes, he drew a magnificent landscape map.

　　 Next, Ning Fei tapped a few more lightly.

　　 On the surface of the river, another flat boat appeared. On the flat boat, one could still vaguely see a fisherman holding the boat forward.

　　There are mountains, water, canoe...

　　Ning Fei painted quickly, full of unrestrained charm. His pen is getting faster and faster, and he outlines a beautiful picture.

　　 Finally, at the forefront of the scroll, Ning Fei drew two cranes looking at the light boat in the distance. The two cranes did not have their heads. Netizens were surprised when they saw that Ning Fei took out another plate of ink.

　　 is red ink.

　　 He took out a new paintbrush, dipped it in red ink, and clicked on the heads of the two cranes. For a while, the cranes seemed to be alive and amazing.

　　 In the black-and-white landscape paintings, two points are as bright red as a person's eyeballs.

　　This stroke is really the finishing touch!

　　 I took a closer look and discovered that the close-up view of this painting is a crane, and the distant view is a landscape and a boat. The two complement each other, and the whole picture is completely raised to a higher level!

　　 What a beautiful mood!

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

　　 When the netizens saw the pattern on the oil paper umbrella, they were all startled and speechless.

　　 This painting is absolutely amazing.

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

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

　　 Little Fox was aside, also inexplicably, and groaned softly.