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Hou always complained, but to others, it was clearly showing off.

I don’t know how many people are willing to do this and accumulate the things that are busy together to make decisions together, so the rest of the time will be very relaxed and comfortable. Therefore, everyone is very envious and jealous of Mr. Hou’s behavior of getting a cheap and acting like a person.

At this time, the water boils, and things like making tea cannot be fully automatic.

Of course, for some people, making tea is also a rare enjoyment, and if it is fully automatic, it will not be beautiful. After all, when making tea, brew fresh and tender tea leaves with boiling water and watch the tea leaves in the pot.

It churns, exudes a burst of misty fragrance, which blows on your face, refreshing your heart, and naturally gives you a sense of pleasure from the heart.

At least Hou always thinks this way. When making tea and tasting, it is the leisure time for him to change his brain and wash his brain. He always does it himself, without the hands of others.

Now is no exception. After Mr. Hou made the tea, he poured a cup for each person, and then smiled and said, "You can taste it. This is the local mountain tea in Hanzhong. Although it is not famous, it has a unique taste."

Wang Guan and others nodded slightly, raised their glasses and sipped them lightly. When the tea soup was in their mouths, everyone couldn't help frowning, but they felt a bitter smell coming, making everyone not very adaptable. However, no one vomited it out, but instead swallowed it.

But after a while, the remaining tea soup suddenly turned into a strong sweet taste in the taste buds, making them unconsciously stretch their frowning brows.

At the right time, Mr. Hou chuckled and said, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, the taste of this tea is bitter first and then sweet. It's very good."

“It’s very good…”

Everyone savored it and admitted that Mr. Hou was right. But no one dared to taste the second bite easily. The main reason was that the bitter taste was too strong, which almost made the tongue numb. Even if the sweet taste appeared later

, but it can't hide the bitter taste. Everyone has some psychological disorders in the matter of "seeking hardships for oneself".

Yu Feibai was like this. After smacking his tongue, he decided to slow down first, so he carefully placed the cup on the pedal held by the lady's slender hands next to him. He felt it was very interesting, so he naturally laughed: "Old Hou, I remember the Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

It seems that there is such a time when Zhuge Liang invited Lu Su to a banquet, a wooden man asked a glass to toast, right?"

"Is there any?" Mr. Hou thought for a while and smiled frankly: "I forgot, there must be precedents anyway. I have seen something like this. I've made it up by copying it."

"Can you help me make one?" Yu Feibai asked expectantly, not knowing to be polite at all.

"Can."

Mr. Hou also nodded happily, and then smiled and said, "No need to do it else. I have an extra one at home. If you like it, just take it away when you go back."

"Ah. Thank you Mr. Hou." Yu Feibai had some surprises, which made Wang Guan and Fang Mingsheng very envious. They had such a thought, but were embarrassed to ask for it. So this society is more shameless than people with shamelessness.

Take advantage.

When he was feeling relaxed, Yu Feibai was no longer afraid of the bitter taste. He raised his glass to Mr. Hou and drank all the cup of tea with his brows. Seeing him sticking out his tongue regardless of his image, Wang Guan and Fang Mingsheng immediately felt

Much balanced.

At this moment, a young man knocked on the door outside and shouted softly: "Old Hou."

"Xiao Qin, is there anything wrong?" Old Hou looked up and waved immediately, "You're done, come in and have a cup of tea, and I'll introduce you to a few people."

"...Okay." Xiao Qin hesitated for a moment, then walked in with a smile.

After an introduction, we can get to know each other by sharing our names. At least Wang Guan and others know Xiao Qin's identity, who is one of Mr. Hou's apprentices, an associate researcher in the research institute, and are expected to become a formal researcher in the near future.

Of course, it is not to say that the associate researcher is a temporary worker. On the contrary, in the institute, the associate researcher is the backbone.

After all, formal researchers like Mr. Hou usually only act at critical moments, and speak at other times. They are not lazy. The main reason is that everyone comes here like this. If they are all doing it, then there will be no young people.

If you have an opportunity to exercise, how can you accumulate enough jingyàn?

I don’t want to do things and want to have rich things. There is no such good thing in the world.

After the greetings, Old Hou's eyes were vicious, and he also saw that Xiao Qin should have something to look for him. He asked directly: "Aren't you studying the Le Zhaohua's management of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred

"It has been repaired, but I have encountered some problems." Xiao Qin said softly, a little hesitant.

"What's the problem?" Mr. Hou asked casually.

"that is……"

Xiao Qin scratched his head in distress, not knowing how to explain it. When he was talking, Yu Feibai was very curious and naturally asked: "Old Hou, what is the Le Zhaohua tube of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred

"It's really hard to say, because the thing has not been named yet." Mr. Hou thought for a while and suddenly laughed: "I'll take you over and take a look. After seeing it, you will know what it is."

"It's good."

Of course, Wang Guan and others would not refuse, and immediately followed Mr. Hou and came to another room.

There were also a few people in the room. When Mr. Hou came in, he also greeted him. Mr. Hou waved his hand, looked down at the things placed on the ground, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

When Mr. Hou asked about the reason, Wang Guan and others also looked at it carefully and saw twelve metal villains placed on the ground. Each of them held something like a musical instrument in their hands, which looked like a band.

.

These twelve metal villains were placed in an orderly manner in a copper platform. In addition, under the copper platform, two pipe openings extended out, one of which was empty, and the other contained a

I don't know what the specific function is.

At first glance, the surface of this thing is mottled. At first glance, you can tell that after a long period of baptism, it has gone through vicissitudes but has not been decayed. It can be seen that it has good luck.

After a closer look, Wang Guan also noticed that the words were vaguely engraved on the mouths of the two tubes. Although the words were a little blurry and they could not be seen even if they were far apart, I thought that one tube should have been engraved with a pot.

The four words "Le" and the other tube are naturally Zhaohua's tube.

"Old Hou, the thing has been repaired, but it can't make any noise."

At this time, Xiao Qin frowned and said, "We have checked it carefully, and we don't know what went wrong."

"Yeah?"

Old Hou nodded and signaled: "Display it apart."

When Xiao Qin and his friends heard this, they quickly started to work together and quickly disassembled the copper table. There were silk strings inside, as well as many small bells, and rows of neatly ordered metal plates.

At this time, Mr. Hou squatted down and pulled a silk string casually. A pleasant sound immediately came out.

"What do you think this is?"

Next to him, Yu Feibai touched Wang Guan and asked softly: "It feels like it is some kind of musical instrument."

"Well, very likely."

Wang Guan nodded and said, "And it is something that can be played automatically, almost like a modern music box."

"Not that advanced, but not much."

Hearing this, Xiao Qin explained from the side: "You see two tubes. If the thing is normal, just blow the air tube and pull the rope, then the thing will be like a piano, Sheng and Yu.

, no different from the music played by a real person.”

"Have you tried it?" Yu Feibai said curiously.

"I tried it, but I don't know where there is a problem, it just doesn't sound." Xiao Qin was a little frustrated. After all, they were responsible for repairing the things, and they were repaired independently. I wanted to show it, but I didn't expect that I would ask for it in the end.

On Old Man Hou, this is also a failure.

At this time, Mr. Hou checked a little and signaled: "The string thread collapsed too tightly. It is said that too much is too short. If it is too tight, it is easy to pull the mechanism. It is not a good thing. You can relax a little and try it."

When Xiao Qin heard this, he quickly took out the tools and modified them according to Mr. Hou's wishes. The movement was very quick and it was completed in a few minutes. Then he covered the parts, and without Hou's instructions, he pulled the rope and blew the air tube lightly.

.

In an instant, a pleasant sound immediately emanated, and the sound actually originated from the twelve metal villains on the copper platform. According to Mr. Hou, there were some subtle small holes hidden in these metal villains, which not only could

Sounding, and since the metal is hollow and has amplified sound, the sound naturally looks particularly crisp and loud.

"But it's a pity."

At this time, Old Hou shook his head gently and said, "How to blow this thing and pull the rope, there must be a certain regularity. If you master these rules, you will definitely be able to play a piece of music."

"When the things were unearthed, they were covered with severe soil rust. After some cleaning, they were restored to their general appearance. Xiao Qin and the others were good. After studying for several months, they finally returned to their original state. It's a pity that they played the music.

The method has been lost and we can no longer appreciate the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

"The prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

Others may not care about Mr. Hou’s sigh, but they cannot ignore this keyword.

"That's right, the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Mr. Hou explained: "This is a cultural relic unearthed in the Tang tomb, so it can naturally be concluded that it was something from the Tang Dynasty."

"It was actually from the Tang Dynasty. I thought it was from the Ming Dynasty, just like the antique bell."

Yu Feibai's eyes were full of surprise, and naturally there was a bit of regret. After all, just as Mr. Hou said, having something but not having a way to play is undoubtedly a kind of incompleteness.

Even if you can find a music master to study it, you may be able to explore some rules and play modern vocal songs. The question is, who can guarantee that the method you re-explored is correct? Even if the method is correct, it is as powerful as the Tang Dynasty

Compared with ancient music, there must be less charm.

"There are things from the Ming Dynasty..."
Chapter completed!