Painting On Fishskin/C153 You Want to Learn from Me
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C153 You Want to Learn from Me

"Little Qing, they're just playing around. Don't take it seriously. . . Well, when did you come? Why didn't I notice you. . . "

Fu Little Qing smiled. She stretched out a finger and pressed lightly on Liu Sanshun's phone. Then, she turned off Liu Sanshun's livestream room.

"Sanshun, there's only the two of us now. I want to hear what you're saying from the bottom of your heart. "

"Wh. . . What is the meaning of this. . . " Liu San Shun's heart was pounding. He could not help but step back as if he was ready to escape at any moment.

"You. . . When you looked for me back then, did you really only want to promote traditional culture?"

Looking at Fu Xiaoqing's burning gaze, Liu Sanshun's lips normally ran off. His ears were red and his tongue was tied up.

"I, I, I, I- I-"

Fu Xiaoqing burst into laughter. "I asked you to answer my question, but I didn't ask you to bark like a chicken. "

Liu Sanshun also grinned, but his expression was uglier than crying. He opened his mouth, wanting to deny it, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. He was usually eloquent, but now he didn't even dare to say a single word.

After struggling for a long time, he finally mustered up his courage and wanted to confess. However, Fu Xiaoqing revealed a disappointed expression and spoke first.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then I won't ask. . . Oh right, Didn't you always say that you wanted to learn He Zhe Language from me? I'll teach you a few words now, do you want to learn it?"

" Ah. . . Okay, okay. . . "

Hearing that Fu Xiaoqing took the initiative to change the topic, Liu Sanshun felt relieved.

Liu Sanshun had never confessed to anyone since he was young. Although he had been talking to people in the village in the live broadcast room, when it was time to confess to Fu Xiaoqing, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. His heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Fu Xiaoqing thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I'll teach you a folk song of the Hezhe Tribe, Grafting Magistrate. I've sung you a song called Imakan before. Unlike Imakan, Grafting Magistrate Magistrate is mostly a folk song, and it's more widely spread. Imakan, on the other hand, uses a storytelling method to tell stories. "

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll remember it. You sing it. I'll try my best to remember it. "

Fu Xiaoqing swept up the hair on her temples and smiled at Liu Sanshun before starting to sing in a low voice.

"Alang Henna, Zhui Henna. . . "

Fu Xiaoqing started to sing a cheerful Hezhe tune, but she was using the Hezhe Language. Liu Sanshun could only hear the first two lines that had no actual meaning, but he could not understand the rest.

Fu Xiaoqing sang softly in a trance, and Liu Sanshun was soon entranced. Although he could not understand what Fu Xiaoqing was singing, he was still a Hezhe, so he remembered some of the lyrics.

The tune wasn't long. Soon, the song was finished. Fu Xiaoqing took a deep look at Liu Sanshun and said with a smile, "I've taught you. How much you can learn depends on your ability. "

"Sister Xiaoqing, this is He Zhe Language. I don't understand either. I just heard the beginning of the song, Ah Lang. The second part of what was given to the root. Henna. . . I remember a few words in the middle, But. . . What does this song mean?"

Liu Sanshun asked in confusion, but Fu Xiaoqing deliberately kept him in suspense. She smiled and said," It's not easy for you to remember these lines. As the saying goes, bite more than you can chew. What does this song mean? I won't tell you first. Wait until you memorize those lines before looking for me. "

As she spoke, Fu Xiaoqing actually didn't explain a single lyrics to him before turning around and running out.

However, the moment she turned her head, Liu Sanshun seemed to see that her ears were a little red.

Looking at Fu Xiaoqing's back as she left, Liu Sanshun scratched the back of his head in a daze, wondering what this girl meant. Even if you were to speak a few sentences in English, I can still find someone to translate it. You can speak philosophy. Don't talk about me, even my second uncle doesn't know it!

Liu Sanshun had a stubborn temper. Ever since Fu Xiaoqing left, he had been memorizing the lyrics for the whole day, afraid that he would forget them.

Furthermore, he had a feeling that Fu Xiaoqing probably wanted to use these lyrics, or rather, this song, to hint at him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand it at all!

When it was time for the live broadcast at night, he had even sung it in the live broadcast room. Honestly speaking, his singing was quite pleasant. Although he only remembered a few lines, it also won the warm applause of the netizens.

It was just that Liu Sanshun was distressed. Although there were a lot of netizens in the live broadcast room, none of them could help him solve his problem.

The Hezhe tribe was originally a small tribe, and they did not have their own language. As the times changed, the Hezhe language slowly became useless, and there were even fewer people who could listen and speak.

However, a person's comment caught Liu Sanshun's attention.

That person told Liu Sanshun that if he wanted to know what the song meant, it was actually very simple. When the Hezhe culture developed a few days later, there would be so many experts who researched the culture of the Hezhe tribe there. Could it be that they could not find a person who understood the Hezhe language?

This made Liu Sanshun's eyes light up, so he hurriedly found a piece of paper and used his own memory to record down the lyrics of Fu Xiaoqing.

After recording it, he carefully put the note into his pocket and continued chatting nonsense with the netizens. He also sold fish skin paintings.

In a short two-hour live broadcast, he sold another dozen or so fish skin paintings. There were also a few small accessories, small items like small wallets, as well as some specialty products like caviar.

When the next broadcast was broadcast, he and Hao Dali calculated the total sales of over seven thousand dollars.

This could be considered a relatively stable fixed income recently. Although it was not as popular as it was at the beginning, if the sales could reach 7,000 yuan every day, then the total sales would be 7,000 yuan. There were 200,000 yuan in a month, which was more than 2 million yuan in a year.

For a poor village like the Little River Village, if 2 million yuan was distributed to each family, the annual income of each family would be about tens of thousands. It would definitely reach the standard of poverty relief!

Of course, this was only a theoretical calculation. In fact, there were less than half of the people working in the processing factory in Little River Village. And the two million wouldn't be distributed like this.

But there was at least one benefit to this: It would allow everyone to have a relatively stable income.

Although the small river village was close to the river, the season of fishing was only a few months a year, and in recent years, the fishing in the river had become less and less. As it was close to the Wusuli River, the fish were not very valuable, so the price was also very low.

Although Hao Satellite could get dozens of kilograms of fish every day, it was actually not worth much. Furthermore, Hao Satellite was considered a diligent person in the village. If it was any lazier, it might not even reach half of Hao Satellite, so it would not be able to sell for much money.

After a period of time, when the weather became cold and the river froze, the fishermen would enter a long period of idle time. It was very likely that it would be as long as half a year.

In this half a year, there was basically no income. They could only rely on going out to work to exchange for some money to supplement their household expenses.

Therefore, in these few years, more and more people went out to work. No one was counting on that Toad River at all.

And now, Liu Sanshun's industry chain was becoming more and more perfect, which gave everyone a new hope.

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