Chapter 11 Sword Bean Danhuan
"Why are you here?" Fang Qiqi looked at me in amazement.
"You left something in my car." I took out my handkerchief and shook it.
Fang Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and slapped his thigh: "I said that I didn't see this handkerchief when I put things in the morning, it turned out to have fallen on the car!" ”
I smiled and handed him the handkerchief.
I was really shocked when I first saw the red handkerchief in the car, but as soon as I got the handkerchief in my hand, I felt that something was wrong.
The handkerchief that blindfolded me in the minibus was silky, but this handkerchief was coarse cloth, not even pried off, and dirty.
After thinking about it for a while, I thought that this was most likely Fang Qiqi who accidentally brought it out of his bag when he took out the medical records and death certificate last night.
Fang Qiqi is a trickster, this should be his prop.
"Hey! It's just this, why bothered you to send it to me! Fang Qiqi took the handkerchief and said with some embarrassment.
I glanced at the bag in his hand and asked with a smile, "It's early in the morning, are you going out?" ”
"The old lady is gone, I don't have to live. I went to the morning market and could make a few of them. ”
Fang Qi said in amazement, but made a small movement in his hand.
He flipped his hand with the handkerchief down, followed by it again.
I didn't even have time to blink before the handkerchief disappeared from his hand.
"I'll go, master!" Dou Dabao was amazed.
"Brother Fang, can you stop coming out of the stall this morning, I have some questions I want to ask you." I'll get straight to the point.
Fang Qiqi looked at me and hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Go and sit at home." ”
All the way to his house, I found that his house was the most dilapidated in the village.
Fang Qiqi let me and Dou Dabao into the house, took three tea bowls, lifted the thermos on the side, and poured three bowls of water.
Dou Dabao nibbled on five meat buns along the way, and a bag of soy milk was not enough to fill the seams.
The bowl was brought to the front, but his eyes suddenly widened: "When did you put fried wheat in this bowl?" ”
I looked into his bowl and was stunned.
The three bowls were obviously empty, and I watched Fang Qiqi pour boiling water into the bowl with a thermos in one hand, but at this time, there were more than a dozen yellow-orange fried wheat grains in the bowl held by Dou Dabao, which turned into a bowl of fragrant fried wheat tea.
Looking at the other two bowls, there are still two bowls of boiled water.
Looking at the smiling Fang Qiqi, and then looking at his rolled up sleeves, I could only give him a thumbs up.
If you want to say that serious craftsmen may not have high culture, but their brains are by no means elm pimples.
When he put away the handkerchief just now, he showed his hand, and at this time, he performed another scene of white water turning into tea soup, but it was not for show.
That's because he knew my identity as a police officer, and guessed that I wouldn't just come to return his handkerchief, so he told me with practical actions that he was really a trickster.
I glanced at the two bowls of boiled water on the table, stared at Fang Qiqi's two hands, and said with a smile: "I have a heavy mouth, please ask Brother Fang to put more fried wheat." ”
How do you know that Fang Qiqi rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment:
"This ...... I'm not afraid of your jokes, comrade policeman, in order to see an old lady, I haven't been home for a while. I just saw that this comrade had oil flowers hanging on his mouth, and I wanted to relieve his tiredness, and I put all the fried wheat left at home for him. If you don't want to drink plain water, I still have some jasmine here, but the jasmine tea has to be put in the tea leaves first, and the water has to be rebrewed. ”
"Then I'm bothering you." I was still staring at his hands for a moment.
I waited for a while, but I didn't see him make any moves.
Dou Dabao suddenly poked me with his finger: "Eh, don't be stupid, don't you want to drink tea?" The tea is brewed, drink it. ”
I was stunned for a moment, smelled a burst of jasmine at the end of my nose, slowly rolled my eyes to look at the table, and found that the bowl of boiled water that was originally placed in front of me had actually turned into hot tea.
However, I am used to drinking tea, and I can see at a glance that the tea leaves in the bowl are put in later, and some of the tea grains on the surface have not been brewed.
I came back to my senses, followed Fang Qiqi's hand and saw his rolled up cuffs, and smiled, "Brother Fang is really a good craft." ”
Fang Qiqi showed a wry smile, picked up the remaining bowl of boiled water, took a sip, shook his head and said:
"You've seen the trick, so don't hold it."
I wanted to shake my head, but after thinking about it, I rubbed my hands together on my trouser legs, picked up the bowl and blew on it, and took a sip of tea.
Putting down the tea bowl, he glanced at Fang Qi's reddened eyes and slightly trembling hands, sighed secretly, and said sincerely:
"Among the four crafts of sword, bean, pill and ring, 'immortal bean planting' requires the most energy and physical strength. Brother Fang, you should be too tired to serve the old man during this time. ”
Fang Qiqi nodded subconsciously, and suddenly seemed to react, his eyebrows shrugged, and he looked at me and asked:
"Aren't you a policeman? How do you understand this? ”
I smiled: "The police are people in the public gate, and they are the inner eight elements, if you want to say that the inner eight elements don't know anything about the doorway of the outer eight elements, then you can't say it, right?" ”
Fang Qiqi was stunned and stared at me for a long time without saying a word.
Dou Dabao finally couldn't help but interject and ask:
"What is 'Immortal Bean'? What is the Sword Bean Dan Ring? ”
I hesitated for a moment, and when I saw that Fang Qiqi looked at me and didn't react, I explained to Dou Dabao: Every industry has its own 'homework', saying that cross talk pays attention to 'speaking, learning, teasing, and singing'; cooks should learn 'frying, stir-frying, cooking, and frying'; and traditional Chinese medicine is 'looking, smelling, asking, and cutting'.
The same is true of traditional Chinese tricks in the true sense, and the four most powerful ones are: sword, bean, dan, and ring.
These four doors are very simple to understand from the surface meaning, 'sword' refers to those performances similar to 'swallowing swords'; 'dan' is the familiar thing with swallowing iron eggs into the stomach, and then using the so-called qigong to spit them out; 'ring' is still very common, and it can even be said that it stinks the street, that is, several iron rings are interspersed back and forth, or combined into goldfish and other animals.
Dou Dabao frowned when he heard this, "If you want me to say it...... Aren't these all stinky street stuff? ”
The corners of Fang Qiqi's mouth twitched slightly, but his expression looked a little helpless and lonely.
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
I glared at Dou Dabao rarely, "It's just a literal understanding." In fact, these four skills represent different four basic skills in traditional tricks, and the real 'mouth swallowing sword' is not to fool people with that kind of telescopic sword, but that the craftsman can really swallow a certain length of foreign objects from his mouth to his stomach after hard training......"
Speaking of which, I can't help but have a bitter feeling that I can't explain.
Nowadays, there is a saying that "the rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation".
At first glance, this sounds like a bit of black humor.
But the truth is that this sentence is really a portrayal of many real phenomena.