"That's right..." Zongji didn't know much about woven wooden arcade bridges.

Simply because Meng Xinzhi paid attention, he followed suit.

"Well, when I return to Changqiao Village this time, I should start taking charge of the reconstruction of Wan'an Bridge."

Nie Guangyi led a group of people towards the flowing water mat and started a rare normal and natural chat mode.

"Main mo? Which mo?" This was the first time Zong Ji heard this statement.

"Melbourne's ink." Nie Guangyi explained.

Zong Ji has always had a thirst for knowledge about new things.

Even if Nie Guangyi was talking about the modern inheritance of an ancient skill, it would not affect Zong Ji's desire at all.

"What does Zhu Mo do?" Zong Ji asked curiously.

"Zhu Mo is the carpenter at the core of the bridge construction. The soul figure responsible for shaping a wooden arcade bridge. For a wooden arcade bridge, is it three sections of seedlings and five sections of seedlings, or is it further added to seven or nine sections...

"

“What are three-section seedlings and five-section seedlings?”

"To put it simply, the three-section seedling means that the entire structure is divided into three sections, connected by two mortise and tenon structures."

"That means the more knots, the more complicated it is, right?"

"Yes."

"Does that also mean that the more knots, the more stable it will be?"

"This is not necessarily the case. It depends on the actual situation, span, and the size and supply of wood. In short, all matters need to be drawn by the chief ink in advance."

Nie Guangyi's words attracted Meng Xinzhi's attention: "Mr. Nie means that there are drawings of covered bridges in southern Zhejiang and northeastern Fujian? Why have I never seen them? If so.

, it should also be a cultural relic.”

"Most of the drawings drawn by the master ink master are quite simple. Some of them are only understandable by me. They are passed down, which is normal. My grandpa has many drawings at home. If you are interested, please wait.

I can take it out and show it to you."

"They were all painted by Grandpa Qiu?" Meng Xinzhi was not the first time she came to Changqiao Village, but it was the first time she heard of such old objects.

"No, it should have been painted by my great-great-grandfather and my grandfather's grandfather. My grandfather actually didn't really start weaving the wooden arcade bridge until he was in his sixties or almost seventy."

"You only started when you were over sixty? How can you suddenly learn an intangible cultural heritage skill when you are over sixty?" Meng Xinzhi found it a bit incredible. She had always thought that the old man had been doing the same thing all his life.

Nie Guangyi turned to look at Meng Xinzhi and responded aloud: "When grandpa was a child, he was surrounded by his great-grandfather and was influenced by it. Coupled with these drawings of his great-grandfather, this ancestral craft was not lost decades later.

.”

"Why is there a gap of several decades?" Zongji raised his doubts at the right time.

Nie Guangyi quickly answered the question from his brother and future father-in-law: "Because I couldn't support the family. It was also because of this that my father was adopted."

Nie Guangyi doesn't mind people knowing that he has two grandfathers.

After all, his surname is Nie, and his five uncles are all surnamed Qiu.

"How can ancient skills not be able to support a family?" Meng Xinzhi asked aloud.

Nie Guangyi said: "For a long time, no one thought about protecting the covered bridge, nor did they think it was a living fossil of an ancient building. They all thought that if it broke down quickly, they could build a reinforced concrete one on it."

Lu Yuxiang's face was full of disbelief: "Why, what? Beautiful!"

Lu Yuxiang's words were concise and did not affect Nie Guangyi's understanding.

"Beautiful is that the bridges you see today are already culturally protected covered bridges. Moving forward, for the sake of economic development, many people will feel that modern bridges that can be opened to traffic are more beautiful than wooden arch bridges that have withstood the baptism of time.

Practical and more meaningful.”

Zong Ji sorted out the causes and consequences of Nie Guangyi’s words: “This is probably the ultimate secret of the protection of intangible cultural heritage.”

"Yes." Nie Guangyi agreed: "This area that was jointly applied for World Heritage originally had many poor areas. Now that the economy has developed greatly, there are no longer problems such as food and clothing. People's spiritual needs have become higher and higher.

.”

"That's the truth!" Zongji couldn't agree more.

The topic has reached this point, and the guests and hosts are enjoying themselves.

As soon as Nie Guangyi was happy, he began to let himself go.

"Human needs are all progressive in this way. Just like me, half a day ago, I thought that as long as I could see Miss Meng again. Now that I have eaten and seen it, no matter what, I will be full, warm and lustful..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Meng Xinzhi didn't know what to say.

Zong Ji and Zong Guang did not want to talk to Nie Guangyi under such circumstances.

Only Lu Yuxiang, who was not very proficient in Chinese, said out of curiosity: "Full? Win?"

Lu Yuxiang pronounces [sexuality] with a back nasal sound.

"Yes, when you are full and warm, you want to win. It means that when a person is full and warm, he starts to want all kinds of wins."

Nie Guangyi's expression is half serious like the majesty of mountains and rivers, half helpless like the vastness of heaven and earth, and the other two half playful is like the movement of a river, crossing the entire earth, making it elusive.

"Yes, it makes sense." Lu Yuxiang was quickly convinced.

When he is hungry, he does not think about how to win the Fields Medal.

Except for situations where you forget to eat and sleep while doing math problems.

Zong Guang didn't want Lu Yuxiang to be taught wrongly, but he didn't know how to correct the current situation.

Zong Ji couldn't tolerate this level of nonsense, so he had to explain loudly when Lu Yuxiang called him "Dad" just now: "When you are full and warm, you think about lust. It means that when a person is full of food and clothing, he will

Lust will arise. The word "lust" here does not refer specifically, but generally refers to greedy and indulgent desires. Simply put, it is something that makes people indulge in indulgence and cannot extricate themselves.

Lu Yuxiang continued to nod in agreement: "Absolutely, I understand."

Too often he feels like he is addicted to mathematics and cannot extricate himself.

Full of warmth, thoughts and desires, Chinese characters are really broad and profound.

Such a complex truth can be expressed clearly in just a few words.

In addition to studying mathematics, I also spent more time learning my brother's mother tongue.
Chapter completed!