I am eighteen, I am the living ancestor, the whole village comes to bow down to me

The more you look at the ginseng, the better.

Seeing this scene.

Everyone took a deep breath.

The impact it brought to them was really too great.

[There must be dozens of these, right? ]

[Good fellow, who said that Grandma Cuihua had very few left? Look at this, is it called very few left? ]

[Oh my god, this place is too awesome, there are so many ginsengs, and the quality is so good. ]

[It's Taoyuan Village! ]

[I say it again, Taoyuan Village is awesome! ]

"Oh, girl, hurry up and hold it for me, I can't hold it steady, it's too heavy." Grandma Cuihua muttered.

As soon as these words came out.

Xiao Xueqing reacted immediately.

Several people came up to help.

They hurriedly put the ginseng into the bucket.

And Grandma Cuihua turned around.

Xiao Xueqing was immediately confused.

"More, more?"

"Yes." Grandma Cuihua said speechlessly, "Didn't I say that you can eat as much as you want?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Xiao Xueqing, "..."

Everyone, "..."

The viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't sit still.

[No, how come your ginseng is like a white radish, all over the street? ]

[Good guy, I said good guy. ]

[You said you wanted to eat it with rice, I thought you were joking, but you were serious? ]

[Oh my god, what kind of fairy place is Taoyuan Village. ]

[No wonder people here are so long-lived, they drink hot spring water and eat precious medicinal herbs. If I go there, I can also be a long-lived old man. 】

【Ten thousand people signed in blood, Taoyuan Village opens to cultural tourism! 】

The barrage was so exciting.

After all, the impact this brought to everyone was really too great.

At this time.

Qin Feng was busy with another thing.

Speaking of it.

The medicinal materials in this village.

It was also ten years ago that he asked the villagers to open up.

Qin Feng did this because he accidentally got the spiritual spring water.

This spiritual spring water can not only nourish the human body.

At the same time, the effect on crops is greatly improved.

Therefore, there are so many high-quality ginseng in Taoyuan Village.

In fact, strictly speaking.

Many ginsengs are not a hundred years old, but were planted a few years ago.

But under the effect of the spiritual spring.

These ginsengs have received more than a hundred times the nutrition.

Therefore, this kind of hundred-year-old wild ginseng will appear.

At this moment.

Xiao Xueqing and others have also returned.

Xiao Hei is holding a full bucket of ginseng in his hand.

The smile on her face couldn't be stopped.

A group of people were all beaming with joy.

"Go wash the ginseng." Grandma Cuihua said.

Lei An and a few others went to work.

At this time.

Xiao Xueqing noticed.

The aunts were no longer making snacks.

Instead, they were holding a roll of red paper and a pair of scissors.

Xiao Xueqing saw it at a glance.

"Aunts, are you making window paper-cuts?" Xiao Xueqing's eyes lit up.

While she was talking.

Aunt Zhang cut out a window paper-cut with the word "Fu".

She was very clever.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." Xiao Xueqing exclaimed, and couldn't help but come forward to observe.

This folk handicraft is indeed extraordinary.

Nowadays, people's New Year's atmosphere has gradually become less, and there is a reason for it.

In the past, window paper-cuts were cut by hand.

Now, everyone is afraid of trouble and buys plastic products directly.

But in this way, the unique charm of window paper-cuts is also lost.

Looking at the lifelike artwork in front of him, Xiao Xueqing couldn't help but exclaimed again.

"I love it so much, Aunt Zhang, your hands are really so skillful! I wish I had such skillful hands as yours."

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang looked embarrassed.

"Where? My craftsmanship is not worth mentioning compared to the old grandfather."

"If you want to say that the craftsmanship is good, you have to look at the old grandfather." Aunt Zhang smiled.

As soon as this was said.

Xiao Xueqing was slightly surprised.

"The old grandfather can also make window paper-cuts?"

"Not only can he cut window paper-cuts, the old grandfather can also make woodblock New Year pictures, he knows a lot!" Aunt Zhang's face was full of pride when she mentioned the old grandfather.

Hearing this, Xiao Xueqing was shocked.

Woodblock New Year pictures.

This thing may be unfamiliar to most people.

Because this is a folk art that is almost lost.

Xiao Xueqing also learned about it by chance.

And the old ancestor actually knows this thing?

Thinking of this, Xiao Xueqing immediately became excited.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang

"My son, please tell me such an important thing. I'll go find the old ancestor first." After saying that, Xiao Xueqing immediately looked at the camera. "Friends, I have a hunch that another folk skill that is about to be lost will emerge in Taoyuan Village!" A few minutes later. Xiao Xueqing ran to the cabin. From a distance, Qin Feng was seen grinding three kinds of stones and making them into color powder. They are lapis lazuli, cinnabar, and orpiment. He kept grinding the dye, then took out a magnet to absorb the excess impurities. The old ancestor was serious and silent in every step. Sure enough, it was true. A serious man is the most handsome. At this moment, Xiao Xueqing and Xiao Hei were quiet. Both of them were afraid of making a little noise and disturbing the old ancestor. Only The camera is recording the scene in front of it.

The comments in the live broadcast room are rising rapidly.

[Wow, how come the old ancestor is grinding stones to make pigments? ]

[Yes, this pigment is sold in large quantities for takeout, and it is not expensive. ]

[You are an outsider when you say this. I know a little bit about this kind of woodblock New Year paintings. This kind of thing needs the color ground from stones to be colored. The kind of pigment you are talking about can only be used to paint on paper at most, but it cannot be used to color on wood boards. ]

As soon as this explanation came out, everyone suddenly realized it.

Sure enough, there is a reason behind every strict requirement.

[But to be honest, people like the old ancestor are too rare. He is so rich, but he actually makes Every New Year picture has to be made by hand. 】

【The old ancestor must not lack that little money, it's the so-called craftsman spirit. 】

【Yes, didn't you hear what the goddess Xueqing said? This is also a folk art that was almost lost. 】

【Wow, this old ancestor has mastered another thing that is about to be lost. Last time it was Chinese medicine, this time it is woodcut New Year pictures. 】

【Are you sure the old ancestor is not doing wholesale of lost intangible cultural heritage? ! 】

【The person above, you are probably going to laugh me to death. 】

【Everyone, stop talking, look at what the old ancestor is doing now! 】

At this time, a barrage attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked.

Only then did they realize.

The old ancestor had already finished making and filtering the pigments.

Next, he took out a piece of rice paper.

Then, he took out a brush and dipped it in ink.

[What's the big deal? It's just a painting, isn't it? ]

[Yeah, I thought it was something extraordinary. ]

However, as soon as these words came out.

The two fans were quickly slapped in the face.

I saw that this brush, in the hands of the ancestor.

It seemed to be endowed with magic.

The lines drawn seemed to have vitality.

A perfect fine brush painting, without any redundancy, fine and perfect, very standard...

He wrote as if he had a god, and in less than a minute, he completed a standard door god New Year painting.

Seeing this scene.

Everyone was stunned...