Chapter 289: Yaozhou ink, Chengxin paper, broken inkstone
Chapter 289 Yaozhou ink, Chengxin paper, broken inkstone
Compared to the dazzling brush display area, the ink and paint area next door seems a lot rougher.
The black ink blocks all look the same, but only by getting closer and smelling them in some cases can you notice their subtle differences.
The pigment area is much more colorful. All kinds of prepared pigments are packed in transparent glass bottles. The color names and raw materials are written on the labels. The ores and other raw materials for preparing pigments are also available.
Lu Sen, who has never been short of these, couldn't help but breathe quickly when he looked at the variety of paints in front of him that were even more complete than his own.
"It turns out that these paints are made from these things." Su Yi's face suddenly dawned, and he swallowed back what he almost blurted out later.
No wonder it’s so expensive!
She doesn’t know anything else, but she still knows about things like ore. Non-renewable resources can be used less as much as they are used, but they are rare!
"There are cheap ones too," Lu Sen glanced at her. "Chemical paints are cheap, but I never use them. They are just for painting and playing. Paintings made with natural pigments are better looking."
Suyi swept his fingers across the front of the bottles containing paint and nodded in agreement, "These colors are so beautiful."
The paints that Teacher Jian left for her were not complete, and there were several types of paints that she had never seen or heard of before.
It is destined not to be owned, but it is good to have the opportunity to see it now.
Qian Yaya was not as excited as she was when she saw the set of brushes in the brush area. It was the first time for Suyi to see these things in front of her, but she followed her aunt who was a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts and still held these paints when she was a child. I have played with ore.
Jiang Lingxi's eyes just glanced at the paints, and finally landed on the black rectangular ink block covered by a glass cover.
The person in charge on the side saw this and was about to step forward to explain: "This is..."
"This is Yaozhou Mo Bar," Jing Huai said with a determined smile on his face. He stepped forward and took a closer look at the glass. "It should be from the Qianyong period. There are very few that exist now. I didn't expect it to be here." See a complete piece here.”
The person in charge nodded in surprise, "Teacher Jing is very knowledgeable. This is indeed Yaozhou ink. It was collected by the late Luan Master and later passed to our boss. Our boss was not willing to use it, so he put it here for everyone to see." Yes. Teacher Jing is the second person to recognize the origin and age of this ink.”
After speaking, she couldn't help but glance at Jiang Lingxi, who was standing quietly by the side. Although this teacher Jiang didn't say anything just now, she always felt that the other person must have seen the extraordinary power of this piece of ink.
It was Teacher Jing who spoke out first.
The quiet tea room next door.
Chen Weiwen sat in front of the monitor with a teacup in his hand and looked at the picture coming from the next door. He squinted his eyes when he saw this scene.
Luan Zhuiyu was sitting next to him and naturally saw this scene. He slightly curled his lower lip and said, "This teacher Jing is quite knowledgeable."
The key is that, among the seven guests scattered around the scene, when he was talking and introducing Yao Zhoumo, the camera bypassed everyone else and showed him.
Chen Weiwen smiled and replied: "You must have some real ability to be able to come to my show."
It's fair to steal the spotlight like this, and he wouldn't say anything even if he saw it.
After visiting the ink and paint area, the next step is paper and silk.
Gongbi paintings mostly use silk. Qian Yaya couldn’t walk after seeing the different colors and sizes of silk.
Looking eagerly at the person in charge of the introduction: "Can you even make silk? Then can I..."
Before she could finish speaking this time, the person in charge quickly waved his hand, "The paper can be made, but this silk is also custom-made by us and can only be used for viewing."
“Then can I buy it from you?”
“Miss Qian, please read the pricing first before talking.”
“It’s okay, I’m not short of money.”
Jiang Lingxi had just brushed her fingers over a stack of Chengxintang papers and couldn't help but twitching her mouth when she heard the conversation coming from the side.
This classmate Qian Yaya probably really forgot that she was still filming a program at the moment and was only thinking about purchasing goods. But the paper here... she also finds it quite friendly.
Since waking up in this era, she has seen all kinds of paper, the most common of which is paper used for writing, which is white, flexible, and has excellent texture.
But what she had in front of her now was more like the paper handmade by craftsmen thousands of years ago and used for writing and painting.
As for the price...she glanced at the price list on the side with her head tilted, and her fingers flicked.
At the right time, Qian Yaya's wailing sound came to my ears, "Why is it so expensive!"
She agreed with this.
The Chengxintang paper she just touched was priced at 20 yuan per piece!
If she remembers correctly, the A4 paper used for crew announcements is about the same size as this, and you can buy a thick stack for 20 yuan!
Look at the silk hanging on the side, okay, just double it!
Seeing Qian Yaya clasping her hands together: "I buy a small piece of each item, can you give me a discount?"
Person in charge: "..." She glanced at the surrounding cameras and the staff of the program team, but she still shook her head directly, "I have to ask the boss for permission."
After Suyi saw the price list, he had no intention of buying anything here.
She saw that Shen Hechen and Mr. Lin were walking around freely and looking around. They also followed suit quietly and learned a lot. When they met those who were interested, they could touch them lightly. It’s satisfying to feel the texture and material of the paper.
Shen and Chen walked around and finally saw something they were interested in, "This fan..."
The person in charge quickly avoided Qian Yaya who was pestering him, walked over and picked up the fan that Shen Hechen was interested in, and replied with a smile: "Fans are all blank fans, you can directly inscribe and draw on them. You can also choose the material package for making paper fans and make them yourself.”
Shen Hechen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he had already decided what to do in the hands-on part of the meeting.
Finally we arrived at Yantai District.
Everyone once again experienced the shock of visiting the calligraphy brush area before.
Inkstones of different sizes and materials are placed on high and low tables. The carvings are exquisite, and the crystal jade texture is so radiant that people can't get enough of it.
Lu Sen originally came here with the arrogance of "How can a mere studio have as many collections as his own?" But by this time, there was not much arrogance left in his heart.
Although this is a studio, after visiting it all the way, the background of this studio is much deeper than he expected.
“How many square meters of mud and inkstone are there?”
Since there is more than one party, it should be able to be sold, right?
This is not the first time that the person in charge of this area was asked about his precious inkstone. Even though he was facing someone from the program team this time, he still shook his head firmly and said, "Sorry, this is not for sale."
Lu Sen’s shoulders suddenly slumped.
The person in charge touched the earphones in his ears. Looking at the disappointed look of the person in front of him, he changed his tone and said, "But if Mr. Lu likes our inkstone, there is a hidden challenge in this inkstone area."
“Hidden challenges?”
These words not only made Lu Sen curious, but other people around him who were admiring the inkstone also cast interested glances.
“Our studio recently had a batch of inkstones that failed to be fired and were ready to be scrapped. Although they are not pure mud, they are all made of good mud. If you choose to repair them, after the repair is completed, the inkstones can be given away free of charge.”
She said and led everyone behind a small screen. They saw a spacious table filled with broken pieces of all sizes.
Everyone: “…”
It was not fired successfully. It was simply smashed deliberately after being burned!
(End of this chapter)