C1 I Mainly Want to Promote Traditional Culture

The red sun is slightly exposed, a thousand miles of golden light.

Black Dragon River, Fuyuan.

Since ancient times, this place had been called the "East Pole of China. " It was the earliest place in China to welcome the sun.

When the morning sunlight shone on Little River Village, smoke began to rise from the chimney of every household. On the surface of the distant Wusuli River, the surging ice columns reflected the golden light.

It was the beginning of spring, and flowers had already bloomed everywhere in Jiangnan. But in the north of the country, Wusuli River had just opened up a river. Not long after, ice rows were still running on the surface of the river. The diligent Hezhe people had already set up fishing nets and started a year of hard work.

In a farm yard in Little River Village in the cool spring wind, the Hezhe girl, Fu Xiaoqing, was busy removing the fish skin that had been peeled off. Then, she hung a row of fish and dried them in the sun.

The Hezhe Clan had more than 2000 years of experience in making fish skin. They could make different clothes according to the characteristics of the fish skin and the different types of fish.

At this moment, Fu Xiaoqing was processing Zorro fish skin, which was a good material for making fish skin. Before putting it on, it was soaked in water. It was soft and durable, strong and warm, waterproof and waterproof. It was most suitable for fishing on ice.

In the past, using fish skin to make all kinds of clothes was the Huzhe clan's specialty. A finished fish skin clothing needed to be manually made through more than ten procedures, such as dried Yin, removing scales, sewing and sewing.

However, with the development of the era, the technique of making fish skin clothing was gradually being lost.

Now in Little River Village, the only person who knew this technique was Fu Xiaoqing.

Fu Xiaoqing was currently busy with work, but she was worried about something in her heart.

A few days ago, the county sent news that the provincial capital Harbin was holding a cultural exhibition of He Zhe Fish Skin in the fall of this year. At that time, they would select the best of the best works from the various regions.

The county attached great importance to this cultural exhibition. It was said that there would be many international and foreign exhibitors. If they were lucky, they might even reach an important collaborative project.

At that time, the Huzhe Clan's fish skin products would very likely be sold overseas.

Fu Xiaoqing very much hoped that her works would also have a chance to participate in the cultural exhibition. She felt that this was a very rare opportunity.

Because of this, she had been carefully preparing recently. She had also made a few fish skin clothing and a few fish skin paintings. However, after weighing them several times, she was still not satisfied. She felt that the standard of the exhibition was still a little lacking.

Just as Fu Xiaoqing was distracted, a cell phone quietly reached out from outside her courtyard's fence and aimed at Fu Xiaoqing.

In the shadow of the fence, a person was hiding in a corner, looking around with his cell phone.

Fu Xiaoqing was thinking about something, but she knew nothing about it.

Suddenly, a tanned man rushed out of the house, holding a shovel in his hand, and ran straight to the fence.

"Little bastard, you dare to secretly take pictures of my daughter again. I'll slap you to death!"

Fu Xiaoqing snapped back to her senses and turned her head to look. She saw a figure jump out of the fence. He first made a face at her, smiled, and then ran away.

It was this guy again.

She frowned slightly and her face sank.

The person who had escaped just now was the famous Mr. Liuzi of the village, Tie simple-minded, and his name was Liu Sanshun.

Because he was a bit stubborn, liked to be muddle-headed, liked to fantasize, and often caused trouble, everyone in the village called him "Liu Sanlang. "

Everyone's evaluation of him could be summarized in one sentence: No matter what he did, he would always be the first to eat.

Especially Fu Xiaoqing's father, Fu Yonggui, who hated him even more. Seeing him was like seeing a star of disaster.

"If you dare to come again next time, I'll break your legs!"

Fu Yonggui threw the shovel far away as if it was a long spear. Liu Sanshun, who was still unable to move his legs, was so angry that he stomped his feet and cursed.

This little bastard had been thinking about his daughter since he was thirteen years old. However, Fu Yonggui had never shown him any respect. He even publicly announced that even if he chopped his daughter into pieces and fed her to the ducks, he would not marry her!

"Dad, don't be angry. He won't be able to film anything, so it's not worth getting angry with this kind of person. " Fu Xiaoqing was a sensible girl, so she went forward to persuade him.

"Don't speak up for him. If he dares to secretly take pictures today, he'll do something else tomorrow. I'm telling you, you have to be careful when you go out in the future. If you see him again, walk around him!"

Fu Yonggui said angrily, but in reality, he had no way to deal with Liu Sanshun, who was neither soft nor hard.

Last month, Liu Sanshun's uncle hired someone to find him a job, but he only worked for a few days before he ran back. He took pictures with his phone all day long, and no one knew what he was doing.

In the past few days, he had been eyeing Fu Xiaoqing even more. He knew that Fu Yonggui's shovel was merciless, so he often hid outside and secretly took pictures. Because of this, Fu Yonggui had already surpassed him several times.

"Shameless! Bah!"

Fu Yonggui cursed again and secretly sighed.

Speaking of which, Liu Sanshun did not have a father or a mother, so he was quite pitiful. He was not a bad person, but he did not do proper work, which gave the villagers a headache.

At the same time, Liu Sanshun, who had just been chased away by Fu Yonggui, returned home in a flash. He put his phone on the support frame and arranged it properly. Then, he clicked on a live stream software in his phone and entered his live stream room.

"Brothers, cough cough cough. . . It's really embarrassing. I originally wanted to show you how the fish skin jacket was made, but I got Iron Shovel Hero to film it again. . . "

Liu Sanshun explained with a bitter smile, but the comments in the live broadcast room were as heartless as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

[If you can learn how to make fish leather jacket and fish skin paintings, I'll stand upside down and wash my hair. ]

[We agreed to learn from you. Who asked you to secretly film them?]

[I just entered the live broadcast room and I saw a shovel fly over. Luckily, I dodged quickly and almost slapped my face!]

[Shovel Hero V587]

[Who cares about the fish skin? We want to see the girls. ]

[Don't explain. You just want my body!]

Faced with the ridicule of the netizens, Liu Sanshun repeatedly waved his hands to deny it.

"Don't mess around. It's not important whether a girl is a girl or not. I mainly want to promote traditional culture. . . Let me tell you, fish skin is not important to you. It's a treasure to us. I have already thought about it. When I learn how to make fish skin clothes and fish skin paintings, I will randomly give one to everyone every day, okay?"

Liu Sanshun looked serious. He looked at the 30 over fans in his livestream room and his mind was filled with endless longing.

Ever since he entered the city last month, he accidentally saw a few people surrounding a fish-skin painting and praising it. He secretly had an idea.

Fish skin clothes and fish skin paintings were very common in the Huzhe Tribe in the past, but now they had become unique crafts and symbolized the culture of the Huzhe Tribe.

He had been to Fuyuan and Tongjiang during this period of time. These two main settlements of the Huzhe people had also been to a Huzhe people's village. He found that many tourists from other places were interested in fish skin clothes and fish skin paintings. Although some of the products were expensive, he still bought them without hesitation as a souvenir.

However, up until now, fish skin products were only limited to local tourist attractions. Many people had never even heard of such things.

Even among the Hezhe people, there were fewer and fewer people who knew this kind of traditional craftsmanship. It could be said that the current fish skin products were already on the verge of being lost.

Hence, Liu Sanshun suddenly wondered if he could do the fishskin crafts business by livestreaming.

He had always been a man of character who would do whatever he wanted. Thus, he immediately registered his account on the voice transmission and started live streaming. He became a small live streamer with goods.

However, it was easy to think of, but difficult to do.

Liu Sanshun did not have any supply at all. He could only buy a few fish skin paintings in the town at a low price. He wanted to try the water first.

However, a week passed. The number of people who visited his live stream room every day was still a single digit. Occasionally, they could break the threshold of ten people. As for those who were willing to pay for the paintings, they were still willing to pay for it. None of them.

Liu Sanshun fully displayed his whimsical advantage. After summarizing it, he made a decision: It was better to teach fish than to teach them to fish. He might as well learn how to make fish leather clothes and fish skin paintings.

In the words of a senior, this was called creating anticipation!

Thus, he set his eyes on the only person in the village who knew how to make fish skin clothes, Fu Xiaoqing, and changed the title of the live broadcast room to: Learning how to make fish skin paintings in 365 days.

Today was already the eighth day.

Not to mention that he hadn't even touched the shadow of the fish skin painting, his brain had almost let Fu Xiaoqing's father's shovel open a ladle a few times.

Liu Sanshun was born with a stubborn temper, so he wasn't convinced.

It was just that he had an unexpected discovery in the past two days. Ever since he had started to film Fu Xiaoqing making fish skin clothes, the number of people in the live broadcast room had increased by a lot. It directly rose from a single digit to more than 30 people.

However, there were also people who spoke bluntly, indicating that they wanted to see when Liu Sanshun's head would be split open.

After chatting with the netizens for a while, Liu Sanshun exited the live broadcast room and laid on his bed, silently calculating in his heart.

To be honest, it was not a big problem to convince Fu Xiaoqing. As long as he kept pestering her, it would be fine. Besides, he was only taking her as his master, not asking for her to marry him.

But the problem was Fu Yonggui. He had long determined that he had malicious intentions. The next time he saw him looking for Fu Xiaoqing, he would definitely serve her with a shovel again.

He could hide for a day, but he could not hide for more than fifteen days. . .

Liu Sanshun had made a mistake. What could he do to deal with this stubborn old man?