"Haha, Mr. Xu, you guessed half of it. This is a bamboo. I want to ask you to find someone to make a musical instrument." Zhou Yu smiled and took out the Cuiyin bamboo from Brie.

When Xu Minghua heard Zhou Yu's words, he did not look down on him at all. He was a little indifferent to the last time that Haoran's righteous calligraphy, but later, he was deeply shocked.

With this young man's personality, if it is not a particularly important thing, he will never use it to help him.

At this time, he was full of curiosity. What kind of bamboo was Zhou Yu holding, and he had to come here specifically to help him find someone to make musical instruments.

When Zhou Yu took the cloth and exposed the bamboo inside, Xu Minghua's eyes were completely attracted by the emerald green bamboo. The color was very beautiful, and it was even more emerald green than some other bamboos.

At this moment, he couldn't help but wave to Zhou Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, please take it and let me see this bamboo."

Seeing Xu Minghua's expression, Zhou Yu immediately smiled and handed the green bamboo to his hand.

He took the bamboo carefully and Xu Minghua watched it carefully. The bamboo was full of green color, which was a kind of vibrant green that was incomparable to the bamboo he had seen.

Not only that, it feels very comfortable to touch. Under the sun, it looks streaming and beautiful. The emerald green color on it makes people feel very comfortable to look at, as if after walking into a green bamboo forest, enjoying the freshness.

Touching the bamboo in his hand, he gently flicked it with his fingers and suddenly heard a crisp sound, which made him look surprised. Then he bounced it several times in a row, and the sound made was still crisp.

Although he is not a master of musical instruments, he has also studied ancient musical instruments and has a great understanding of the three famous Chinese musical instruments: qin, flute and flute. Not only that, he can also play some ancient Chinese musical instruments such as guqin.

It was precisely because of his understanding of these instruments that he was full of surprise, because judging from the sound of the bamboo, it was absolutely appropriate to make the instrument.

Especially the emerald green color, coupled with this sound, the instruments made are really perfect and are definitely better than some of the current instruments.

"Xiao Yu, where did you get this bamboo?" At this time, Xu Minghua couldn't help asking. This bamboo, from color to sound, and bamboo quality, was better than ordinary bamboo.

Zhou Yu smiled. He took out the Cuiyin bamboo and naturally expected Xu Minghua to ask, "Old Xu, this bamboo is what I got from others. I need to keep it confidential."

Xu Minghua nodded slightly. There was already a guess in his mind. Spirit bee honey and this bamboo all show Zhou Yu's extraordinaryness, and also shows that this young man has many mystery.

It seems that there is another mysterious person behind him, but since Zhou Yu needs to keep it a secret, he did not ask about the strange people in this world, there are too many strange things happening.

"Then what musical instrument do you want to make this bamboo into? Flute or flute." Xu Minghua looked at the bamboo in his hand, then asked Zhou Yu with a smile.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but smile, "Old Xu, I have no special requests. It depends on the person who makes the instruments and what they think is suitable for."

"Haha, you can see through your skills according to your aptitude. Since that's the case, I'll call first to ask if the person is in Jingcheng, and then we'll go find him to make it now. I can't wait to hear the sound played by the bamboo after it is made into a musical instrument."

Hearing Zhou Yu's words, Xu Minghua laughed, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Old Nie, are you in Jingcheng now?"

"Haha, Lao Xu, what's the matter with me? Do you want to play chess again? I'm not as idle as you?" An old man's voice came from the phone.

"Oh, let's forget it if you say that. I originally had a good bamboo here, which is better than the bamboo I've ever seen. I'm going to find you. Now I'll keep it for fun." Hearing this, Xu Minghua couldn't help but smile, and then said unhappy.

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became a little anxious, "What, it's better than the bamboo you've seen. Old Xu, Old Xu, isn't it okay if I said the wrong thing just now? Come here quickly, I'm in the store."

"Haha, let you talk nonsense in the future, wait in the store first, we will arrive later." Xu Minghua laughed and hung up the phone.

Then, he raised his head and said to Zhou Yu: "Xiaoyu, my friend specializes in ancient musical instruments, especially in flutes and flutes, which are unique. Now some famous flute makers and flute makers are his disciples. This bamboo is handed over to him to make, and it will never be buried."

"I can certainly believe the people you always look for, otherwise I wouldn't have come." Zhou Yu smiled. This Cuiyinzhu is the bamboo in the Xianyin Sect in the Xianxia World. Although it is of the lowest level, it is better than many bamboos in the earth's world. The reason why he came to Xu Minghua was to make this Cuiyinzhu treat the best.

However, when he heard the sound on the phone just now, he felt a little bit similar and didn't know where he heard it.

"Okay, let's go now, have some lunch at his place at noon, and give him such a good bamboo, why should we treat us to a meal?" Xu Minghua nodded with a smile, then stood up. When he was about to go out, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"By the way, I'll give you the ink that Old Man Tang brought to you first, so that you won't be able to come back later." He said to Zhou Yu, walked into the house, and took out a box.

Xu Minghua handed the box to Zhou Yu and said, "There are four or two taels of pine smoke and fume ink ingots in each place. Even if you practice every day, it is almost enough. If it is not enough, just call and Old Man Tang will cover all."

"Eight liang, it's enough, Mr. Xu, thank Mr. Tang for me." Zhou Yu smiled and took the box.

Generally speaking, even if you practice calligraphy every day, as long as you don’t often write large characters, each type of ink of eight taels can be said to be more than enough. If you write small regular script every day, you may not be able to use two taels of ink for a year.

"Haha, don't be polite. If you don't have enough, he has made a promise to get you five years of ink." Xu Minghua said indifferently. Old Man Tang's house made ink, but it was just a few ink ingots, which was really not worth mentioning.

Zhou Yu nodded with a smile and put the ink in the trunk. The pine smoke ink was made of pine wood smoke, and it was light black and dull. The written words were solemn, and the ink marks showed a thin velvet texture.

The oil smoke is made of smoke from oil from animals and plants. It is thick black and bright, with a spiritual ink color and rich in thickness.

There have always been many calligraphers who use experience to explain what ink is the best to use. However, some say that using oil smoke to write calligraphy is better, while others say that using pine smoke is better. The specific one depends on the writer's own feelings.

Afterwards, Zhou Yu drove a car and under the guidance of Xu Minghua, he came to a not-so-broad street in Jingcheng Ancient City. Although Jingcheng is a developed coastal area, it retains some ancient buildings in its city, which also attracted some tourists.

So, some shops were opened on this street, and soon he found the Yayun ancient musical instrument store that Xu Minghua mentioned.

Since many shops in the ancient city area have some ancient meanings, but in Zhou Yu's opinion, this Yayun Ancient Music Store brings people an antique flavor. The signs on the door are still the same kind of plaques, and the handwriting on them also look full of charm.

After parking the car in the parking space next to it, Zhou Yu and Xu Minghua walked down, "Don't look at the inconspicuous store and the location is not prosperous, but many ancient musicians often come to this store to buy goods."

Zhou Yu nodded and followed Xu Minghua to the store door. Through the glass window, he saw some musical instruments inside. There were no Western musical instruments such as guitars and pianos. Some of them were ancient Chinese musical instruments, guqins, flutes and flutes, guzhengs, pipas, etc.

"Old Nie, Lao Nie, we are all here. If you don't come out to greet me, your master, please call him out." Xu Minghua walked into the shop and said in an unhappy tone.

"Haha, Lao Xu, you finally came. I have prepared tea and waited for a long time." At this time, an old man in a robe walked out of the shop.

Seeing this old man, Zhou Yu's expression moved slightly. No wonder he felt a little familiar on the phone before. At this moment, watching the old man come over, he coughed and said, "Old Xu, I'll go out to answer the phone."

At this time, the old man also saw Zhou Yu, frowned slightly, thinking about something, and a look of surprise appeared on the end.

Seeing Zhou Yu turning around and leaving, he ran over, grabbed Zhou Yu's clothes tightly, and said with a laugh: "You kid, don't leave, you finally found you."

"Well, old man, why are you grabbing my clothes? I don't know you." Zhou Yu said in a daze.

"Haha, you don't know me, but I know you. I've been looking for you for a month or two, and I'm so anxious." The old man laughed again when he heard Zhou Yu's words, and his whole face was so excited that he laughed like a flower.

At this time, Xu Minghua was confused and said with confusion: "Old Nie, what's going on? Xiaoyu probably doesn't know you."

Judging from the current situation, it is impossible that Zhou Yu has done anything bad, and a person with integrity cannot do anything bad.
Chapter completed!