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Chapter 421: One small step back, one giant leap for civilization
A high temperature of 1,600 degrees.

Let the cold steel change from solid to liquid.

Under the influence of the temperature, the sweat of the shirtless folk artists shimmered under the light of the fire, as if they were coated with a layer of gold.

It's more like wearing a layer of armor.

The older one among them is the intangible inheritor of the blacksmith whom Lin Yi contacted many times and invited from the public.

He is nearly sixty years old this year.

He was also shirtless. Although he was over sixty years old, he was still covered in tendons, and his bronze skin shone in the sun.

There is a big gourd and gourd on the head to protect the hair.

Bai Lu made people look stupid.

No, we really need to forge iron flowers.

I guessed that after the concert, Brother Lin would definitely have to do something, but he didn't expect that after the stage was removed, there would be fireworks.

It’s still this kind of fireworks, a traditional cultural performance that few people know about.

You know, Bai Lu had only seen Iron Flower a few times when she was watching videos. Every time she saw it, she was very shocked.

The most important thing to say is that in the Northeast weather, sprinkle hot water.

Bai Lu tilted her head, stared at Lin Yi and whispered.

"Brother Lin, I really didn't expect you to be able to continue your life, but I'm curious to ask if this concert is really over after this ironwork is over."

As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at the time on his phone.

The venue for the concert is Cultural Tourism City.

It's Lin Yi's. It can be opened at any time, but it's still a long way from the city. It's a cultural and tourism city in the suburbs. The place is big, but the traffic is a bit inconvenient, so it hasn't been started before.

No matter what, the safety of the audience must be ensured.

Moreover, the local department has said before that there must be clear regulations on the closing time to ensure the best viewing experience.

Hearing Bai Lu's words, Lin Yi also knew that Bai Lu wanted the concert to end successfully and did not want any accidents to occur.

Even if there is an accident that may occur, don't do it. ,
Lin Yi reached out and rubbed Bai Lu's head, shaking his head gently.

"Well, it's the last show and the last song, so it's over."

Bai Lu: "φ(゜▽゜*)"

"There's another song? A new song and an old one, Brother Lin. Does it sound good? Why don't you give me some face and sing it for me first? Thank you, Brother Lin."

Lin Yi shrugged and did not answer the question.

Instead, he pursed his lips and pointed to the ironworks that were about to start outside.

Look in the direction.

The old master shouted lowly.

"Turn on the furnace!!!"

He raised his arms and showed off his masculine style.

The audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room were a little dumbfounded when they saw this. Good guys, good guys, what did you shout just now?
"Craniotomy, what craniotomy? Is it possible that Boss Cao is here?"

"Good guy, there are people who have worse understanding than me. This craniotomy is talking about opening the furnace, the furnace of the fire, not the furnace of the head."

"If you don't understand, just ask, what are you planning to do? What do you mean by blacksmithing?"

"The Iron Fireworks are a very ancient and traditional type of fireworks. You can understand it this way. It was also explained on the big screen just now."

"I've seen short videos of people throwing hot water in the Northeast. It's a bit similar to that one. They pour molten iron into a stick and then hit it in the air. Then it will explode in the air and turn into a firework. , and then fell to the ground. "I know, it sounds really dangerous. It's really dangerous to rush up there without any protective gear or anything."

"The melting temperature of molten iron is 1,600 degrees. The ancient performing art of embracing steel with the body really shocked us."

"No, don't explain it in the live broadcast room. What if someone with the stick is there and steals it?"

"The stick has no courage. It's like being castrated. What are you afraid of?"

"I have to say, there is no problem, there really is no problem."

Although the on-site blacksmithing has not started yet.

But the high-temperature molten iron is more than a thousand degrees.

It has made the temperature of the scene rise a lot.

The bare-chested flesh and blood also made the audience's blood boil. It was dangerous and deadly.

Even through the screen, watching the gurgling molten iron, the audience couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate, as if they were at the scene.

"Everyone, relax, stay as far away as possible to ensure your own safety, take one small step back, and one giant step towards civilization."

At this time, the subtitles on the big screen were constantly changing.

Looking at the above paragraph, Bai Lu couldn't help but smile, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned to look at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was lowering his head and typing on the phone with both hands. Obviously, this was written by Lin Yi.

Bai Lu tilted her head and said.

"It's not Brother Lin. I thought it was you who predicted it, but I didn't expect it was you who just replaced him."

Lin Yi shrugged helplessly.

"You have to believe me. I'm really not a Taoist priest. I don't know how to tell fortunes, let alone yin and yang, or predict things. I really don't have any."

Although she said this, Bai Lu's face was full of suspicion, and she obviously didn't believe it. ,
The audience at the scene could also guess that these words must have come from Lin Yi's arms, and no one else could write in this style. ,
But no one could have imagined that Lin Yi played it on the spot, not prepared in advance.

Bai Lu reached out and pinched Lin Yi's face and continued.

"Brother Lin, why don't these masters wear better protective equipment? This is really dangerous."

As he said that, he looked outside with some worry.

Lin Yi did not answer directly, but looked outside and said.

"Well, in the old days, there were a lot of common sayings about making iron flowers. The rich people set off fireworks, and the poor made iron flowers."

Bai Lu nodded in understanding.

He touched his chin and thought seriously.

However, the operation of the CPU is indeed somewhat difficult.

Just before the CPU was about to burn out, Bai Lu thought about what was going on.

Bai Lu raised her face and said.

"In ancient times, there was no entertainment for the poor, and the only way for the poor to watch was to participate. But this is life and cannot be hurt. If it is burned out, you have to go shirtless. In this case, the clothes will be It won’t break.”

"Clothes are still very important to poor people."

Lin Yi nodded.

This was the case a long time ago. If cotton-padded clothes were broken, there would be nowhere to find the cotton. During the holidays, getting new clothes was the happiest thing for adults and children.

In some poorer places, it takes three to five years to afford to change clothes.

(End of this chapter)