Live broadcast: My courtyard is a treasure chest

Zhang Ruixuan and Ding Xuan walked a hundred meters away when the strange park appeared in front of them.

[Zhang Ruixuan: Otherwise...]

Zhang Ruixuan retreated, but he still remembered that Ding Xuan had just told him not to speak.

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: What’s the matter? Are you giving up before you even go out? 】

Even though Ding Xuan is a girl, she is much more courageous than Zhang Ruixuan, a coward.

【Cowarded. 】

It is definitely impossible for Zhang Ruixuan himself to admit it, but the system will summarize it as always.

In fact, Zhang Ruixuan really wants to go back now and stay in the courtyard. At least there is no danger to his life - except when making the dough, because it is too thin, after pouring the dry flour on top, the kneading...

The half-drawn stove was covered with dry flour, and even the gaps between Zhang Ruixuan's toes were evenly covered with flour. If Zhang's mother hadn't arrived in time, Zhang Ruixuan would have set the whole courtyard on fire at the sight of an open flame!

When you leave the courtyard, there is danger everywhere. When you stay in the courtyard, the danger is Zhang Ruixuan himself.

[Zhang Ruixuan: What I mean is, how about we ask if anyone in the live broadcast room works in the railway department? 】

It was impossible to admit that he was scared, so Zhang Ruixuan had to find an excuse for himself that sounded reasonable.

[Hemerocallis fulva Xinwangyou: [Picture]]

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: I’ve given you the QR code. If you lose it, don’t ask me for it again]

[Hemerocallis fulva Xin Wangyou: By the time you think of this crop, I’m afraid the daylilies will be cold]

[Zhang Ruixuan: No, your system has a daughter? 】

The next day is the official day of the Dragon Boat Festival. Logically speaking, today is already a holiday, and it is indispensable in this park.

It's just that the park is still eerily quiet today, and not even the sound of children playing can be heard.

"Hey, you shouldn't..." As soon as Zhang Ruixuan opened his mouth, Ding Xuan covered his mouth.

Ding Xuan let go of Zhang Ruixuan before he was suffocated to death, leaving the latter with a blank stare.

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Isn’t it thanks to you, Mr. Without Dragon Boat Festival, who do you think will give you a holiday?]

Zhang Ruixuan was choked by what Ding Xuan said, and suddenly thought of his mother at home - if she didn't go to work, would someone come to her door?

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Go your way well and don’t think about anything else. If you get to Yangzhou and restore everyone’s memories, you don’t have to worry about anything else]

Zhang Ruixuan understood that what Ding Xuan said made sense.

Before he came out, Zhang Ruixuan had already received a popular science message from the latter: There are more than a dozen national-level intangible cultural heritages in this museum in Yangzhou, and many of them are extremely resonant.

For example, if you are studying Chinese medicine, guqin, or incense making, for example, if you like to collect some "out-of-print" books, you will have a few engraving books at home that you can't bear to read and can't forget.

Another example is 'paper-cutting'. Not to mention the breadth of this intangible cultural heritage, it exists in BJ, Tianjin, the north, and the south. Even primary school art classes will cover it.

All these things, Zhang Ruixuan no longer has any desire for external things like 'points', and is looking forward to recovering everyone's memories soon, so that he will not be afraid of running out of food and water!

Shutting up is indeed a good idea. At least it did help Zhang Ruixuan and Ding Xuan a lot before they met a large number of people.

[Zhang Ruixuan: How about we try the water route? 】

People who have recovered their memories also cannot understand the language communicated by others. Just like the first time Zhang Ruixuan heard the pronunciation of ancient Chinese from the 'Qin and Han' period in an ancient Chinese class, it was basically impossible to communicate with people who were still stuck in 'hieroglyphics'.

The railway worker was able to correctly buy the tickets for the two of them because she was familiar with the 'process' day in and day out. Her muscle memory guided her to complete the step-by-step operation, and she barely managed to do these two things. Zhang should be a ticket to Yangzhou... [Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Are you crossing the river with a reed? 】

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Or do you plan for the two of us to do a cosplay of the Eight Immortals, where we can show off our magical powers? 】

[Zhang Ruixuan: Wait, let me interrupt you. If nothing else, I don’t understand. What is the relationship between intangible cultural heritage and writing? Even if the system tells me that calligraphy is intangible cultural heritage and traditional Chinese characters are considered to some extent, then even if there is no such spreading process...]

[Hemerocallis Xin Wangyou: Have you ever heard of Cangjie’s creation of characters? 】

[Zhang Ruixuan: Have you never heard of this or that Chinese? 】

[Hemerocallis fulva Xin Wangyou: Intangible Cultural Heritage]

Zhang Ruixuan was choked to silence again.

[Zhang Ruixuan: Then can’t we take a boat there? 】

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: That’s right. You heard that the Grand Canal is open to navigation, right? 】

[Zhang Ruixuan: Is this still possible? 】

Ding Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person who had no common sense and rolled her eyes. Worried that others would notice the difference in her typing, Ding Xuan began to take Zhang Ruixuan to find a place with few people.

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Do you know where we are now? 】

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: Are you going to Tongzhou with me now? Don’t you think it’s harder than boarding this train? 】

In the end, Zhang Ruixuan was dragged onto the train by Ding Xuan - at the cost of spending countless points, which were all replaced by a translator in the system.

Cursing the system secretly as being "black-hearted and rotten," Zhang Ruixuan sat down on the hard seat and began to worry about how he would spend the night.

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: It’s good to be alive. Can you please stop being so squeamish? 】

People don't have that young lady's life, they have that young lady's disease. The man in front of me does have that young master's fate, but he is picky at this time, and I don't know who he learned it from.

The night was getting dark, and half of Zhang Ruixuan's arms and legs were numb from sitting there.

Gently pushing Ding Xuan, who was sleeping against him, Zhang Ruixuan did not dare to wake her up. He only looked at the 'weird' scenery outside the window, feeling for the first time what kind of 'suffering' he had brought to this world. .

There is no delicious food, no comfortable clothes, and nothing that is common in daily life and no longer common.

The pancakes and fruits on the breakfast stall are gone, the dumplings and wontons in the canteen... everything is gone.

"Otherwise this intangible cultural heritage will come back." When no one else could hear him, Zhang Ruixuan rarely stopped speaking harshly.

But at this moment, Zhang Ruixuan felt guilt for innocent people and a desire for delicious food, rather than pride accumulated over thousands of years. The system felt like a mirror, so the system didn't say anything. Quan pretended not to hear what Zhang Ruixuan said.

Mixed with complex emotions, Zhang Ruixuan stayed up all night out of vigilance and protection of the girls around him. Until the first touch of gray on the horizon woke up Ding Xuan beside her.

[Hemerocallis Xinwangyou: I'm sorry, I disturbed your rest. You can sleep for a while. When we get to Yangzhou, I'll wake you up]

However, when Ding Xuan saw the sunrise approaching, she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong at the end...

① Block Printing Technology (Yangzhou), (Fujian), (Hangzhou Block Printing Technique), (Tongren Block Printing Technique), Hengshui Fati Block Printing Technique, Dege Sutra Printing Institute Tibetan Block Printing Technique, Tibetan Block Printing Technique (Polo Ancient Ze stereotype making techniques)

② 56 national intangible cultural heritage items including paper-cutting (Yuxian paper-cutting, Yangzhou paper-cutting, Guangdong paper-cutting, Yiwulu Mountain Manchu paper-cutting), etc. In addition, it has also been rated as intangible cultural heritage at the provincial, municipal and autonomous region level in various places. Paper-cutting is often combined with folk tales, auspicious blessings, etc., and is extremely practical.

③The folk tale of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea is a national intangible cultural heritage.

④The folklore story of Cangjie’s creation of characters is a national intangible cultural heritage.