Chapter 430

Harbin City.

In the north of the city, a large area was busy.

Some of the surrounding villagers looked at it curiously.

"What's going on here? You're not allowed in, and... refrigerated trucks come in and out every day..."

"It seems like all the luck is made of ice..."

"Is this going to be an ice sculpture? How big of an ice sculpture it needs to be to require so many ice cubes."

The villagers nearby had nothing to do. They walked to the entrance of the village almost every day to watch a car enter. There were some very curious people who couldn't stop approaching, but they were all prohibited.

But as time went by, a group of villagers moved tables, chairs and benches to the entrance of the village. Although it was already cold winter, it could not affect their enthusiasm.

Because from a distance, on that piece of land, there are shiny, obviously shapeless ice sculptures, which are very eye-catching.

People always unconsciously yearn for beautiful things, so there are more and more people eating melons at the entrance of the village.

At the scene of the ice sculpture, the camera team directed by Bai Ruolin was filming. Of course, the people being photographed were not people. If they were people, the whole picture would be a full-screen mosaic.

But it was always inevitable for so many people to gather together. Bai Ruolin was also very distressed at this time, and the communication between the people who made the ice sculptures was simply too core.

If it hadn't been photographed, Bai Ruolin would have felt very regretful.

"I feel that the refraction of light at this angle is not very good. I can fine-tune the area of ​​this piece to create a microwave arc."

"Okay, I'll calculate the angle again. In this case, the whole tripod will have a better charm when the sun shines on it."

When Bai Ruolin listened to these exchanges, it was impossible not to take pictures, even though he couldn't understand the angle or arc.

But she could see the result. The cauldron was still a cauldron. There were all kinds of strange stories on the cauldron. But after they adjusted it like this, the entire cauldron surface seemed to have light.

Bai Ruolin saw the design logic behind it with her own eyes. It was a complete dilemma and a torment.

Just looking at the Jiuding production in front of her, Bai Ruolin suddenly felt that the ancient formation might really exist. Jiuding stood in all directions, with dragons circling and phoenixes spreading their wings beside them.

The dragon's claws sparkle under the warm sun, the phoenix wings have a hint of crystal, and the murals on each tripod are lifelike.

Being here, Bai Ruolin felt her own insignificance and the vastness of the world.

"It feels so uncomfortable." Bai Ruolin felt like she had to buy some quick-acting heart-saving pills.

Qiu Yu on the side also had a similar expression. Faced with such an attractive picture, they could only take pictures of the surface in an exaggerated way, and could not take pictures of the production process behind it. Even if they were actually taken, it would only be half a mosaic.

The two people looked in front of them and couldn't help but sigh slightly. They silently watched the work of a group of people. The Jiuding was gradually taking shape.

This was at the production site of Jiuding. A group of people suddenly appeared. Bai Ruolin frowned slightly and her eyes fell on this group of people.

The leader was a middle-aged Chinese man, followed by a thirty-year-old young man wearing a turban, and behind him were basically people wearing turbans.

As this group of people entered, Bai Ruolin clearly saw that Zeng Zongxiao's eyes changed.

The aura of this group of people is very powerful, especially the aura of those wearing turbans.

"Iron...I want it!" Atiman looked at the ice sculpture in front of him with bright eyes, his eyes full of heat.

"Aren't you watching?"

"I want to do one over there."

"You don't know what kind of environment you have at home?" Zhang Yuanlai asked in a speechless tone.

Atiman thought about it seriously and said weakly: "I have money..."

"...."

Zhang Yuanlai's face froze. He really didn't want to get along with this big dog. He felt like nothing but money was money.

I'm afraid that others don't know that the other person's market value is the same as the other person's family property.

"On another condition..." Zhang Yuanlai waved his hand straightforwardly without any nonsense.

"Then I want to build an ice statue, preferably 100 meters tall..."

Atiman opened his hands and gestured, pointing to the open space in the middle, and then seemed to see his majestic body standing there, shining brightly in the warm sun.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible here. The Jiuding is cast here. It's impossible to build another big ice sculpture for you." Zhang Yuanlai shook his head mercilessly.

"What is Jiuding?"

"There are nine states in China, and each state has a tripod. The presence of the tripod represents the peace of the world..." Zhang Yuanlai explained.

Seeing Atiman thinking seriously, Zhang Yuanlai was very satisfied with his explanation. He still hoped to spread this traditional Chinese culture to Atiman.

Atiman tilted his head, his eyes kept scanning Jiuding, and after a long time, he slowly uttered a sentence.

"You have been so strong for five thousand years, how come you are only in Kyushu..." Atiman muttered in confusion, and then spoke again after a slight pause: "Tiezi, I have seen your history. Five thousand years of history..." You only wrote so much about the process, but you have written two volumes in the past hundred years, so you have to be more high-profile!"

After finishing this sentence, Atiman opened his chat box, paused slightly, and spoke again: "You have to be high-profile...for example, arrange some people over our side."

Atiman blinked and looked at Zhang Yuanlai expectantly.

"....Brother, you are thinking too much."

Zhang Yuanlai looked at Atiman speechlessly. This abacus could be heard even ten miles away.

"Not much, just thirty thousand..."

"Thirty thousand is not much, no, even three hundred is difficult." Zhang Yuanlai looked at Atiman speechlessly. He really couldn't figure out why someone wanted them to garrison there.

Logically speaking, shouldn't everyone develop their own strength?

It's difficult... but there is a chance... Atiman's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

He felt that like what was said on the Chinese Internet, he opened it in the wrong way, so he was always rejected.

This made Atiman murmur and think in his heart.

Zhang Yuanlai looked at Gou Dahu without saying a word or responding to him. Instead, he looked at Jiuding in front of him with bright eyes.

Jiuzhou Dingding.

"No...I have to go and swing a hammer..."

Zhang Yuanlai murmured in his heart, thought about it, and immediately said to Atiman next to him:

"Take a good look, I'm going to help..."

How could such a thing be done without him? If the time comes to drink, he would have another source of conversation.

"Wait for me, old man."

Atiman watched Zhang Yuanlai trotting in one direction and immediately followed him.

Bai Ruolin and Qiu Yu, who were far away, looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. After thinking about it, they leaned in without saying a word.

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