When Zhou Yu and Xu Minghua came to the store, Old Nie also walked out with a smile on his face, "Haha, after waiting for so long, you finally came, come in with me."

The two followed Mr. Nie into the room inside. Compared to yesterday, there was a guqin on the piano table today.

"Come on, sit down and have a cup of tea first." After entering the room, Old Nie pointed to the chair next to the tea table and said.

Xu Minghua shook his head and sat down, pointed at Old Nie and said, "Old Man Nie, you are obviously more anxious than us, but you insist on drinking tea first."

"Haha, it's because of the urgency that I have to drink a cup of tea to calm down." Old Nie smiled immediately, and then slowly brewed tea.

Zhou Yu also sat down with a smile. Although he was looking forward to listening to the sound of Cuiyin bamboo flute, he was not so anxious.

Just as Xu Minghua said, Mr. Nie was more anxious than the others, and he was anxious to show the sound of the bamboo flute he made.

"I won't drink Tieguanyin today, I'll drink Longjing, West Lake." Mr. Nie smiled and after making tea, he handed the two glasses to Zhou Yu and the others.

Zhou Yu and Xu Minghua also took it carefully, put it on the table first, then signaled each other and started to taste it.

Unlike the semi-fermented tea of ​​Tieguanyin, the green tea of ​​West Lake Longjing is not fermented and retains more natural substances in fresh leaves. The green leaves are clear and clear, and the tea can be seen in the glass cup. This is a major feature of green tea.

Looking at the tea leaves in the tea cup, Zhou Yu tasted them carefully. The tea leaves were tender and moist, with fresh and tender aromas, and a fresh taste. It was much better than the Longjing that his roommate took out when he was in college.

After tasting, Xu Minghua and Zhou Yu put down their teacup and looked at Mr. Nie.

Old Nie smiled and took out an exquisite box from the cabinet next to him. After opening it, he took out the bamboo flute placed inside.

The color of this bamboo flute is still as green as before, a very comfortable and refreshing color.

Seeing this color, Xu Minghua's face showed a strange color and frowned slightly, "Old man Nie, what paint do you apply to the flute you just finished? Is it bad to keep the bamboo color?"

Zhou Yu also showed a hint of surprise on his face. Generally speaking, the bamboos made into flute and flute instruments are made only after the bamboo is dried. The originally green bamboo will disappear after it is dried, and the bamboo will turn brown.

The green flutes and flutes seen in Xianxia TV series are all painted, and he thinks that since Cuiyinzhu is a thing of the Xianxia World Xianxia, ​​it should be a bit unique.

After Cuiyinzhu cut it down before, he got the storage bag and then placed the bamboo in the bag without air drying under the sun.

"Haha, Lao Xu, take a closer look at the flute. Has it been painted? The flute made by Nie Wenshan has never been painted. Even if it is painted, what kind of paint can be so green and vivid?" Mr. Nie laughed, then handed the flute to Xu Minghua, and said in a calm tone...

Xu Minghua took the bamboo flute and looked carefully. A strange color appeared on his face. "This, after the bamboo was dried, it can still maintain its original emerald green color without turning brown. This is simply incredible."

The green of bamboo appears under the action of chlorophyll. After air-drying, the chlorophyll disappears, and the bamboo naturally changes its color. However, now, the bamboo that Zhou Yu took has not changed significantly after air-drying, and it still has a green color.

"I know now. The extraordinaryness of this bamboo is not just the characteristics we have seen before." Nie Wenshan looked at the bamboo flute and smiled. After the bamboo dried, it still maintained its emerald green color, which surprised him very much.

Judging from Zhou Yu's surprised expression, this kid must have no idea what the bamboo looks like after it is dried.

"I didn't expect that there are really bamboos in this world that can keep green after being air-dried. This bamboo was so extraordinary before, from color to quality and sound, it was very different from ordinary bamboos. Now it can maintain its original color, which makes me look forward to the sound of this bamboo even more. Xiaoyu, you can take a look."

Xu Minghua touched the bamboo flute in his hand, and a strong look of anticipation appeared on his face. Then, he handed the bamboo flute to Zhou Yu.

He also saw Zhou Yu's surprised expression just now. It seemed that after Zhou Yu got this bamboo, he took it directly.

Zhou Yu carefully took the bamboo flute and took a closer look. Although it was still green in color, it was still a little worse than when it was grown in the spirit gathering array. After all, it was air-dried.

A green bamboo has now become a bamboo flute, which gives people a completely different feeling. The bamboo before looked just a bamboo with amazing color, but now it has been made into a bamboo flute, but it seems like a beautiful handicraft.

"I never thought before that the bamboo could maintain such a green color after it was dried. After being made by Mr. Nie, the bamboo turned into a beautiful bamboo flute, like a handicraft. I also wanted to listen to the sound it played."

Zhou Yu looked at the bamboo flute and said with emotion. Then, he handed the bamboo flute towards Nie Wenshan.

"Haha, since you all want to listen, I will play a song for you. No matter how beautiful and exquisite a bamboo flute looks, it will ultimately depend on the tone to judge success or failure. I only made this bamboo flute last night, but it was just a small play. Today, let's take a look at its true tone."

Nie Wenshan took the bamboo flute, stood up slowly, took a few steps back, "Let's play a song about Gusu first." After saying that, he put the bamboo flute at his mouth and began to play it.

At this time, when seeing Nie Wenshan's actions, Zhou Yu and Xu Minghua were both focused and prepared to listen to the music played by the bamboo flute made by Cuiyin Bamboo.

When Zhou Yu decided to make a flute with Cuiyin bamboo, he learned a lot about flutes and learned that this song "Gusu" is one of the top ten flute songs in China. Gusu refers to Suzhou, and the name of the song means visiting Suzhou.

At first it was a tranquil introduction, but in the tranquility there were also melodies and emotional changes. Zhou Yu had heard this flute song online before. In his opinion, the sound that Mr. Nie blows from the Cuiyin bamboo flute is more beautiful and brisk than what he hears.

Zhou Yu only listened to it once or twice online, but Xu Minghua's feeling was even stronger. This Gusu Xing is one of the representative music of the Southern School Flute Music.

He has heard it many times, listened to many people playing it, and of course he also heard Nie Wenshan playing it in front of him. But now, even if he only played a piece of music, he can clearly hear some differences.

Compared with what I played before, the sound is more beautiful and the melody effect is more perfect. As a master of Chinese flute making flutes and flutes, Nie Wenshan himself plays flutes and flutes with very high level. Now the music that is already very high-level, the effect shown by this bamboo flute is stronger.

Travel to Suzhou is a reflection of the beautiful scenery of the ancient city of Suzhou and the joy of people when visiting. The melody of the music is graceful and friendly, and the rhythm is relaxed and bright.

As this song continues to spread, they also seem to see a beautiful scenery in the Jiangnan garden, with pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, water pavilions, lotus ponds, gradually, the rhythm becomes lighter and lighter, as if some children are playing and playing in the garden, and there is a lively scene.

In the last part, the sun sets, and the reluctance when leaving the garden makes people feel endless aftertaste. Gradually, the song becomes weaker and weaker until it disappears, giving people a sense of unfinished feelings.

At this moment, after playing this song, Nie Wenshan continued to immerse himself in the artistic conception created by this song. After he slowly came to his senses, he walked over with a smile and asked, "What do you think of this song?"

Xu Minghua looked at the flute in Nie Wenshan's hand and said with a smile: "This song is very good at Gusu, which is much more beautiful than what you played before. Rather than talking about the song, it is better to talk about the bamboo flute."

"This green bamboo flute is really extraordinary. Its tone is the best flute I have ever seen. The music played is more beautiful and the tune is very perfect. A good horse with a saddle and a good musician with a flute. This can be called a treasure that a flute player can meet."

"I have also heard Gusu music before, but it was just online. The one played by Mr. Nie is much stronger than what I listened to. A good bamboo flute is indispensable, and the same is true for good performers." Zhou Yu said with a smile. This Cuiyin bamboo flute does look good, but if it is placed in the hands of an ordinary person, it may not have much effect.

Just like him, he doesn't know how to play the flute now. I guess he doesn't even know how to play it.

"Old Xu, this bamboo flute has more than the best tone. The feeling and fluency of playing are not comparable to other bamboos. It is simply born to make musical instruments. Xiaoyu, thank you for bringing this bamboo here so that I can be lucky enough to see it and play it."

Looking at the bamboo flute in his hand, Nie Wenshan said with sighs on his face. The listener next to him only heard the music, but he could truly feel the extraordinaryness of the bamboo flute.

"In this way, this kind of green bamboo is really a treasure." Hearing Nie Wenshan's words, Xu Minghua looked at the bamboo flute and showed a strange color on his face.
Chapter completed!