Chapter 895 Impossible

Yuanzhou knew that Jiulianlian and Immortal Picking Beans were both representative of hand-painted tricks. To put it bluntly, the Nine Iron Circles is a trick of nine iron circles. It seems to be separate, but in the performance, sometimes there are three circles, and sometimes there are nine circles. Even if they are face to face, there is no flaw.

After the last artist finished, a beautiful announcer in a cheongsam came on stage.

"The following is today's hand-painted magic show, please enjoy it." The announcer said it in Chinese and English.

After being introduced by the announcer, Master Deng, a folk artist who performed hand-painting tricks today, took the stage.

Master Deng seemed to be in his forties, with an ordinary appearance, wearing a dark blue gown. As soon as he came on stage, he handed the nine iron rings in his hand to the audience.

"Come on, come on, let's see if this iron ring has any tricks." Master Deng said.

There are several teahouses like this on Tianxiang Street. The fees are the same as those at concerts. The seats toward the front are more expensive. Of course, the restaurant is not big, so at a glance, there are only seven rows.

A pot of tea and several plates of dried fruits will be served in the museum. There is only one kind of tea, mainly for watching the performances of the artists on the stage, so it is called listening to books.

And drinking tea means really tasting tea in a private room. It is said that there are two kinds of good tea in the teahouse, but of course Yuanzhou doesn't need them.

There are three levels of tea money for listening to books: 388, 288, and 188. Because Yuanzhou wanted to get some inspiration, he chose 388 and sat in the front row.

388 soft sister coins are not cheap. If it were two years ago, he would definitely not be able to part with it. Of course, Yuan Zhou is also a little nervous now. But now he slowly understands what his mother said before, 'You don't have to be rich, but you have to have money'.

Being rich does not mean being extravagant, but it does mean being able to pay for hospitalization when a loved one is sick. If you don't have to squeeze into the bus after a tiring day and work overtime, you can choose to take a taxi.

You don’t have to be rich, but you must have money so that you have other options. In fact, most people are working hard for this goal. Because Yuan Zhou was sitting in the front row, he happened to get an iron ring handed over by Master Deng.

Yuan Zhou first looked at Master Deng's hands very carefully. They were not as slender and beautiful as he imagined. Instead, the joints were wide and rough. After looking at the hands, he started to look at the iron rings in his hands.

The other tea guests who received the iron ring started to look at it directly, some of them knocked twice, and some even started talking.

"No problem." Yuan Zhou looked at it and returned the hoop directly to Master Deng.

Anyway, the hoops were no problem. Master Deng held the nine hoops he brought back and asked for two rounds of applause before starting. The tea guests were very considerate and applauded warmly every time. Finally, after the second round of applause, the performance began. .

One ring within two rings, two rings within three rings, Master Deng pulled the right hand, and the three iron rings spread out. Before he could praise the magic, three more of the six rings on his left hand were connected with the three.

Master Deng's hand speed is so fast, coupled with some hints of movements, that people are dizzying.

Although Yuan Zhou has never learned any magic tricks, his hand speed is very fast, his eyesight is sharper than ordinary people, and he is full of firepower. However, he can't see any flaws. The only thing he can see is that Master Deng can use tremolo. The way of the ring attracts the audience's attention, and then the other hand uses techniques to complete a more magical one.

The nine-ring chain also has begonia flowers, hydrangea, flower baskets, and black gauze hats. Master Deng, except for the black gauze hats, displayed all the others in front of Yuan Zhou's eyes, attracting applause and cheers every time.

After Master Deng's performance ended, Yuan Zhou also took action, got up and followed him to the backstage position.

At the door, there was an eye-catching sign of [No entry for non-staff], but just to get what he wanted, Yuanzhou took a deep breath and started knocking on the door.

"Sorry for the sudden interruption, I have something urgent to ask Master Deng. Can you come in?"

Perhaps very few people would do this, so the room was silent for a long time before a deep male voice said: "Please come in."

Yuan Zhou entered the room, gently closed the door, and saw Master Deng, who had just performed the hand-painting trick, sitting on a chair to rest.

"What's the matter, young man?" Master Deng asked first.

"I take the liberty of disturbing you, Master Deng." Yuan Zhou said politely at first.

"Since you are still coming in despite the interruption, it means you really have something to do. Tell me, young man." The smile on Master Deng's face was not as big as when he was on stage, but it was still very gentle.

"That's right, I want to ask you for a trick." Yuan Zhou said.

"Are you studying magic?" Master Deng frowned and looked at Yuan Zhou.

"No, I'm a chef." Yuan Zhou shook his head.

"Chef?" Master Deng looked a little unhappy.

But no, Yuanzhou first said that he wanted to ask for advice on magic. Master Deng took it for granted that Yuanzhou was a magician, but then he said he was a chef. This felt like he was teasing.

"It's like this. I need to restore a lost dish called Sanxiang Fanghai. There is a final plate requirement in this dish that requires the three colors of beans to be served separately in an instant. I think there may be some skills. , that’s why I came to ask you about magic tricks.” Seeing Master Deng’s bad expression, Yuan Zhou immediately explained the reason.

"Lost dishes, you are young and have already started teaching?" Master Deng's face became slightly better, but he still didn't say it directly. Instead, he looked at Yuan Zhou and asked.

In Master Deng's view, the restoration of lost dishes is somewhat impressive. After all, more ancient tricks have been lost, and it requires such motivated people to restore them.

But it’s not just anyone who says he wants to recover, that’s why Master Deng asked that.

"I'm still far behind in terms of cooking skills, and I'm still studying hard." Yuan Zhou replied seriously.

"Master Deng just forgot to introduce himself. My name is Yuan Zhou. I have a small shop on Taoxi Road. Come to the shop for dinner when you have time. I'll treat you." Before Master Deng could say anything, Yuan Zhou suddenly remembered that he didn't introduce himself at all. , then add the introduction.

"Yuan Zhou from Taoxi Road?" Master Deng looked at Yuan Zhou's face carefully, and nodded as if he was sure of something.

"Yes, remember to come to the shop when you have time and treat you to a meal." Yuan Zhou said grandly.

"If it were you, you could restore the lost dish." Master Deng was not interested in the food, but muttered.

Without waiting for Yuan Zhou to answer, Master Deng continued: "I have never heard of the bean-dividing technique of San Xiang Fang Hai you asked about. What I am good at has just been performed on stage."

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded and continued to listen.

"However, I can tell Boss Yuan that it is impossible to achieve this effect using pure techniques." Master Deng said.

"You mean you can't actually sort the beans with your hands?" Yuan Zhou asked.

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