Not long after the two pandas left, as expected, heavy rain poured down.

It was already afternoon. After Ning Fei and Jiang Xue had their meal together, they cleaned up the house.

“I’m going to the pavilion to rest for a while. Your body is still weak, so it’s best if you don’t come out. You’ll catch a cold easily,”Ning Fei said with concern.

“Okay,”Jiang Xue replied gently.

After saying that, Ning Fei left.

The Rainy Day in the Taoist temple had a unique flavor. Looking from the building, the rain poured down, flowing through the gaps between the green tiles of the three purities hall. There were a few shallow puddles below, and the rain kept falling in, splashing water everywhere.

Jiang Xue looked out of the window, feeling that the scenery was particularly attractive.

Listening to the sound of the rain, she wondered what Ning Fei was doing at this time?

She picked up her tablet and turned on the live broadcast.

In the picture, she saw Ning Fei carrying a pile of light brown paper and a pile of bamboo, running from the front yard to the backyard. The rain was very heavy. In just a moment, Ning Fei’s head and shoulders were already wet.

When he came to the long corridor, Ning Fei patted the rain on his head.

The rainwater flowed down a few strands of his hair, making his hair look a little messy, but it added a bit of an unrestrained charm.

“Abbey Dean Ning, what are you doing?”

“Abbey Dean Ning still came out in such a heavy rain.”

“I thought the broadcast was over.”

“Abbey Dean Ning’s calculation is really accurate. It really rained this afternoon. I’m impressed.”

“When has Abbey Dean Ning ever talked nonsense?”

At this moment, Ning Fei walked to the pavilion and put down all the things in his hands. Only then did the netizens see what Ning Fei was carrying.

Some bamboo, a stack of oil paper, some tung oil, a small bucket of glue, thin thread, scissors, a knife, a saw, and other tools.

“These things… Don’t Tell Me Abbey Dean Ning wants to make an umbrella!”

“It looks like it!”

“It doesn’t look like it. It must be.”

The netizens speculated one after another. Ning Fei also nodded, confirming the speculation of the netizens.

“It might rain in Mount Qin during this period of time. There are no umbrellas in the Taoist temple, so I plan to make an oil-paper umbrella.”

“When I was young, I learned this craft from my master. My master is very good at making umbrellas.”

“In this era, nylon folding umbrellas are popular. The traditional oil-paper umbrellas have retired, and there are fewer and fewer artisans who know how to make them.”

“However, there are still many powerful inheritances in China. For example, the Luzhou oil-paper umbrellas have to go through more than 90 processes such as the stage holder, the weft, the mesh, the paper paste, the construction, the oil cover, and the hoop roasting.”

“The umbrella that is made is soaked in clear water for 24 hours without leaving its bones. It is at the peak of level five wind walking and does not deform. It is very powerful.”

“I don’t have such a professional tool to make it, but the umbrella that is made is enough to keep out the rain.”

After hearing Ning Fei’s words, the netizens were once again impressed by Ning Fei’s talent.

“Damn, the host even knows how to make oil-paper umbrellas?”

“Is there anything that you don’t Know?”

“It’s all-rounded!”

“Making oil-paper umbrellas sounds very appealing.”

“To be honest, I haven’t seen an oil-paper umbrella until now.”

“Times are changing. The nylon umbrellas are definitely better and more convenient. However, the oil-paper umbrellas are a tradition and can’t be thrown away.”

At this moment, Ning Fei had already taken out a bamboo bone and was ready to make an umbrella.

“The umbrella bone must be made of high-quality bamboo wood and then the bamboo material must be sawed into a suitable bamboo cylinder.”

“When I was looking for the jade dragon bamboo yesterday, I was also looking for a suitable bamboo wood. This one is very suitable.”

“It’s best to choose a bamboo skeleton for the umbrella frame. This way, the color, texture, and compatibility will be perfect.”

“The main grip has been chosen. The next step is to chop the bamboo bones into bamboo strips to support them.”

As he spoke, Ning Fei took out a saw, a long knife, and other tools. With the support of his “Extreme cutting skill”, he continued to split the bamboo into bamboo strips.

“Isn’t this splitting too good? Every bamboo strip looks the same size.”

“Obsessive-compulsive disorder means that watching the streamer break down the bamboo tubes is really enjoyable.”

“It’s very comfortable to watch.”

“As expected of the traditional Chinese craftsmanship. I feel that every movement is full of beauty.”

“Abbey Dean Ning is a Craftsman!”

Ning Fei silently continued to make umbrellas. Chopping out the bamboo strips was only the first step, but the next step was the real difficulty.

Drilling, putting together a frame, threading, connecting the umbrellas together…

These steps were easy to say, but they were very troublesome to do. Every step required patience and care.

Little Fox had unknowingly run to the gazebo and was lying on a bench at the side, accompanying Ning Fei.

Little Falcon was resting in its own nest.

Little Puppy was lying at the door of the pet nest. Its front legs were stretched out in front of it, looking at the splashing rain with a curious look.

By the time Ning Fei finished dealing with the umbrella bones of the oil paper umbrella, it was already past six in the afternoon.

“Phew, after four hours, the umbrella rack is finally done.”

Ning Fei looked at the umbrella rack in his hand and smiled in satisfaction.

“Next, I’ll finish the decorations on the oil paper umbrella first.”

“In ancient times, literati would write poems and paintings on the oil paper umbrella to express their feelings. The ancient style patterns on the umbrella are often the expression of the beauty of the oil paper umbrella.”

“I will first confirm the areas that need to be cut on the oil-paper umbrella.”

Ning Fei got busy again. He drew the outline of the cutting area of the oil-paper umbrella with the oil-paper umbrella and then carefully cut it out with scissors.

Then, Ning Fei took out a brush and ink and began to grind it.

Seeing this scene, the netizens felt that abbey dean ning was going to “Show off”again.

“Does Abbey Dean Ning mean that he is going to paint on the oil-paper umbrella?”

“In ancient times, literati and ink artists would personally paint on the oil-paper umbrella, which would be more artistic.”

“This is the true treasure of China.”

“I’m very curious about what Abbey Dean Ning is going to paint.”

“I remember that the panoramic view of the Taoist temple that he painted in the past was very good.”

“Look, it seems that he only prepared black ink. Could it be that he only used one color?”

“Could it be that Abbey Dean Ning wants to paint traditional Chinese painting?”

“Traditional Chinese painting is not that simple. Traditional Chinese painting focuses on freehand brushwork. It has a higher requirement for painters.”

“It is really difficult for a nine-year-old artist to show his face in traditional Chinese painting. It depends on his talent. Some people will be praised by their teachers after drawing two strokes. Some people will try their best to draw for two days, but their works will be devalued by their teachers.”

At this time, Ning Fei had already started drawing.

The tip of the brush was dipped in thick ink. As he placed it down, he gently outlined it with his hand. The tip of the brush turned from thick to light.

This scene was very beautiful.

Little Fox did not know why, but she had already sat up and was looking at Ning Fei with full concentration.

“This is… Landscape!”

The netizens were shocked.

Because Ning Fei had only used a few strokes to draw a majestic landscape.

Then, Ning Fei lightly tapped a few strokes,

on the surface of the river, another small boat appeared. On the boat, one could vaguely see a fisherman pushing the boat forward.

There were mountains, water, and a light boat…

Ning Fei drew very quickly, full of unrestrained charm. His brush was faster and faster, drawing a beautiful picture.

Finally, Ning Fei drew two cranes at the front of the picture scroll, looking at the distant boat. These two cranes did not draw their heads. The netizens were shocked when they saw Ning Fei take out another plate of ink.

It was red ink.

He took out a new brush, dipped it in red ink, and then tapped on the heads of the two cranes. For a moment, the cranes seemed to come to life, stunning people.

In the black and white landscape painting, two bright red dots were like the eyes of a human.

This stroke was really the finishing touch!

Looking carefully, he realized that this painting was a close-up picture of a crane, while the distant view was a landscape boat. The two complemented each other and actually raised the entire painting to a whole new level!

What a beautiful artistic conception!

The landscape painting was done very quickly. It only took a few minutes.

When the netizens saw the picture on the oil paper umbrella, they were all stunned speechless.

This painting was amazing.

At first glance, everything in the painting seemed to be alive.

The two cranes seemed to have come to life, and the leaf boat seemed to be drifting slowly.

Little Fox, who was at the side, also inexplicably let out a soft moan.