Day by day in the infinite game

The players here are discussing how to perform a simple but formal apprenticeship ceremony for the old master.

The master is probably not a person who likes fun, and he is devoted to his work. Other tedious etiquette can be omitted, but tea, apprenticeship notes and apprenticeship ceremonies are still required.

After roughly having an idea, everyone went their separate ways in small groups and hurriedly prepared the items they would use for their apprenticeship tomorrow.

After all, Tang Qinqin was also a person who had been apprenticed to a master. She was familiar with her once and twice, but this time on the apprenticeship post, her handwriting was much more beautiful and elegant.

As for the apprenticeship ceremony, Tang Qinqin plans to give her old master some mild Chinese medicinal materials that she has concocted and add them to daily soups and stews to nourish the body.

There are also some seasonal fruits from the mountains behind.

When chatting with Tang's mother on the phone in the evening, Tang Qinqin told them that he wanted to become a disciple again.

"..." The couple on the other end of the phone were so frightened by their daughter's big fight that they could hardly turn their heads.

"Qinqin, becoming a disciple is not a child's play. After all, people's energy is limited. It is not easy to focus on one job and do it well. Some people work hard for their whole life. You want to learn so much, can you handle it?" Tang

Mom is a little worried.

"Mom knows that you have some extraordinary talents now. You love learning and constantly enrich yourself. It is indeed something worthy of support and encouragement. But you must be practical in doing things. When you grow up, you must persist in the path you choose."

Tang Qinqin knew that what Tang Ma was worried about was that she was afraid that if she fell in love with everyone she met, she would learn nothing in the end.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, I won't let you down." Tang Qinqin said. She couldn't say more, so she should use time and facts to reassure them.

Early the next morning, the players arrived at the studio door early.

At this time, the door had just opened, and their newly appointed master was getting off the old black 28 bars. He turned around and saw them standing neatly.

The old master couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said cheerfully as he parked the car: "We're all here. Okay, we're on the right track. Let's go in with me."

Tang Qinqin couldn't help but take another look at the second master's car.

The bicycles with a crossbeam in the middle that were popular in the 1980s were inconvenient to get on and off, but they basically had their shining points: the overall structure was very stable and strong, the load and speed were good, and they were very durable. They are now rare.

Tang Qinqin thought that if he had time, he could "refurbish" the car for his master and repair the old paint and rusty areas so that it could extend its service life and make his travels more convenient and safer.

After entering the studio, the master put down the aluminum lunch box and thermos cup he was holding, and turned around to prepare everyone's learning tasks for the day.

Turn around, oh, what a guy!

Song Yuanze brought a chair and put it behind the old master and asked him to sit down.

The old master sat down in confusion, not understanding what medicine these young people were selling in their gourds.

"Master, please accept my disciple's bow!" A uniform voice came, like a stone that suddenly hit the old master's heart.

He sat upright in surprise, put his hands on his knees and exerted slight pressure.

"Meet the master, I am Dong Mingzhe! I will learn from you about the protection of ancient books and I will not let you down!"

Dong Mingzhe stood up first, bowed respectfully and handed the apprenticeship sticker to his master.

When he saw him taking it with trembling hands, he handed over the "Xiuxiu gift" he had prepared.

The players met the master one after another.

The last step is to serve tea, which the players brewed this morning and put in their backpacks for later use, only to be taken out when they become apprentices. The aroma of tea filled the huge room for a while.

The old master took it with a complicated expression and took a sip.

The temperature was just right, the fragrance was sweet, like orchid on the tongue, and the aftertaste was long. After drinking tea for most of his life, he felt that this was the most delicious tea he drank at this moment.

Although the players have tried their best to use smaller teacups, the twenty or so master chefs are afraid that they will fill their stomachs if they take turns drinking.

Since the tea leaves selected by each player are also different, it makes the master feel like he is in a tea tasting party, tasting all kinds of flavors.

Looking at the thick stack of apprenticeship stickers in his hand, the pile of "Xiuxiu gifts" placed beside him, and the circle of teacups filled with various tea soups placed on the table, the master's eyes were blank, as if he was remembering through the items in front of him. past.

He was indeed nostalgic for the past, when he first met his master and studied under him, and his lost youth.

"Everyone, get up." He calmed down and looked at the disciples in front of him.

They are a group of thoughtful children.

The other three old apprentices pushed the door open and came in at this moment, almost dazzled by the situation in the room.

Especially when they saw the meaningful look cast by their master, the three of them were a little embarrassed.

Sometimes you have to throw away things when comparing things. Comparing people with others is very annoying.

They never dreamed that one day they would be rolled up to the ceiling by the new "junior brothers and sisters".

I remember that when the three of them became apprentices, they simply changed their words and nothing else.

Although I have the same respect for my master, at this moment I feel inexplicably inferior to these junior brothers and sisters.

However, their embarrassment did not last long. The master made the best use of his resources and allocated manpower to them. He divided the players into three groups, and the three of them were responsible for leading the learning and getting started.

The focus of learning is focused on hands-on practice, with theoretical knowledge interspersed.

Tang Qinqin is learning ancient book restoration methods from her senior brother, which is also one of the things she is most interested in.

There are many schools of restoration of ancient books. The ones that have survived through the years in the long history are: Shanghai School, Beijing School, Yang School, Su School, Shu School, Lu School, Hui School, Jin School and Lingnan School.

However, the ancient book restoration artists of these schools also gradually disappeared as they grew older, had no successors, or the inheritors found another way out, and there are very few left today.

Some universities also have specialized ancient book restoration majors to cultivate targeted technical talents for the country. However, due to the high professional ability requirements and the need for a bachelor's degree or above, this major is far inferior to other majors in terms of popularity and enrollment. .

Generally, the restoration of ancient books starts with removing the pages, marking the pages, and removing contamination.

The task that Tang Qinqin and others are currently working on is "demolition" in capital letters.

After the senior brother gave a demonstration, everyone carefully began to disassemble and assemble the ancient books in their hands.

Of course, the "ancient books" they have in their hands at this time are modern books that have been processed in old ways and have various problems. They are piles of modern books wholesaled from small stalls.

After all, ancient books are rare and extremely precious. A little carelessness may cause irreparable regrets. If these books are used to "train" for novices, at least no one will feel bad.

Just like when Tang Qinqin practiced acupuncture, he first used small copper figures on acupuncture points. Later, he practiced on himself. Only when his ability was recognized by the industry, he was allowed to give acupuncture to others.

When I saw my senior brother operating it, I thought it was easy. Once I got started, I knew what my eyes could do but my brain couldn't.

Fortunately, as someone who has been through this, my senior understands their predicament very well and comes over from time to time to check on their problems and give them corrections.