The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 365 New Year's Eve

Western realism, oriental freehand brushwork.

In terms of painting, it also reflects the difference in the mainstream of culture.

Naturally, the culture of the Central Plains Dynasty contains thousands of things, but because of the influence of ideas, it is more inclined to express artistic conception.

Cao Buxing, a painter of the Three Kingdoms, accidentally dropped a drop of ink on the canvas when he was painting a screen. With an idea, he added a few strokes to the ink drop and turned it into a fly.

When Sun Quan saw the painting, he flicked it with his fingers subconsciously, intending to drive away the flies.

It can be seen that in terms of realism, the East is not without it.

At the top of our painting, different routes lead to the same goal. The painters who have reached this level, realistic and freehand, are already intertwined and integrated.

However, because it is not mainstream, when Xiyi painters used charcoal pens to draw sketches, it immediately sparked heated discussions.

Someone shouted: "Shopkeeper, I think this painting is worth not only two hundred Wen, but three hundred Wen is also enough."

"Yeah, this wave of cheapness can be regarded as a big profit."

"It turns out that Xiyi painted like this."

"It's very different from our painters in Ming Dynasty, who actually used charcoal to paint."

Listening to the surrounding voices, Xiyi painter was a little proud.

He followed the big ship of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce, crossed the distant ocean, went through untold hardships and narrowly escaped death, and finally arrived in Daming.

Everything here is completely in line with his imagination, the most civilized place, far away from barbarism, without war.

Most of the people can eat enough, and there are a variety of goods from all over the world. This is the center of the world.

He has been here for more than ten days. The Chamber of Commerce has too much restraint on them, Xiyi people, and only has a temporary household registration.

You can wander around the capital city at will.

Because of the cold winter, the construction has not started, and I am usually thinking about drawing and formula.

Going to the streets this time, I also want to see the prosperity of the capital, and learn about the situation here by the way.

Chinese is learned on board, and when they come, there are special staff to teach Chinese and Chinese characters.

Among them, he can be regarded as a good leader, and he is a fast learner.

"Dare to ask this gentleman what to call him."

The shopkeeper also realized that the Semuren in front of him really had something different from other barbarians, so he respected him a lot.

The painter from Xiyi returned the salute: "I am Wright Weir."

In fact, Will is not a painter, but a craftsman.

In Western Europe, most people's surnames originated from occupations, and the surname Wright was a synonym for craftsmen.

Like nobles, or other occupations, you can clearly understand them from the surname alone.

Painters are in Western Europe, and only nobles can get in touch, because the paints needed for painting are very expensive, and the reason why Will paints is because he likes it, and because of the needs of architectural drawings.

The sketching of houses happens to be within his specialty, if it involves portraits or natural scenery, it's a different matter.

"Mr. Lai's skills are superb, please come in and talk about it, so as to apologize for what happened just now." The shopkeeper said politely.

Hearing Mr. Lai's address, Will couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't correct it, because he, or they, had encountered such a situation too many times during the so many days since he came to the Daming Capital.

Because the main goal of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce is to recruit craftsmen, there are nearly a hundred of them called Wright.

I usually call Mr. Lai, but I don't know who to call.

"Don't rush to thank me, pay the money quickly, I still need to ask Mr. Lai to paint."

Before Will could answer, the shop next to him couldn't wait to interrupt.

They are all engaged in the business of opening shops, coupled with the various promotions of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce, many shrewd businessmen have begun to understand the importance of publicity and the huge role of popularity.

Especially in places like the capital where there is a huge flow of people, just such a small and lively event, the inner three floors and the outer three floors are already full of people.

There are also a steady stream of people who are curious and come to see what is going on.

The heart of gossip has existed since ancient times, and it cannot be avoided in any era.

Because there were too many people gathered, which seriously hindered the passage, the government servants who were patrolling by the soldiers and horses of the five cities had already appeared and started to disperse them.

When the government comes forward, it is naturally very different. They all want to watch the excitement, but if they get involved in some troublesome things, it will be very uncomfortable.

With a bang, people scattered like broken porcelain.

"What's going on here? I don't know that gatherings are not allowed here on Zhengyang Avenue. Is it your fault? Why, you want to drink tea in the prison of our Bingma Division?"

The yamen servant came over and looked at the surrounding situation, the most eye-catching thing was Wrightwell.

For the Xiyi people, in the eyes of the Daming people, the status is completely opposite. They questioned suspiciously, "You Xiyi people, could it be that this happened because of you?"

"You know, it's a serious crime to delay driving on the highway. If there is an urgent military situation, if you send a message at the post station, even if you take your head to pay for it, the difference will be too much."

"Household registration, take out the customs clearance documents and have a look."

The yamen servant directly scolded, and the shopkeeper next to him wanted to explain, but he was stared at by the yamen servant, and immediately dared not speak.

Although the yamen servants are small, they are equivalent to direct subordinates to their shops, and sometimes they are more effective than larger officials.

Looking at the flustered Xiyi people, the yamen servant's eyes became more serious.

Some bystanders immediately understood that if the Xiyi painter didn't give a solid explanation, he might have to go to the prison of Bingmasi today.

Lightwell quickly bowed first, and then quickly took out the household registration documents from his body.

Respectfully hand it over to the yamen servant.

This is an official of Ming Dynasty. In Will's mind, this is equivalent to a nobleman in Western Europe, and he dare not offend at all.

The yamen servant took the document with a blank expression.

Daming was the kingdom of heaven, so he still had a somewhat perverted look towards the barbarians from all over the world. In the eyes of the yamen servants, these barbarians didn't know etiquette and often broke the rules.

Just like this, the crowd fell silent, and everyone waited for the next move of the yamen servant.

The shopkeeper of the previous shop was considered reliable, he didn't leave, and he didn't use this to not pay the promised price. Instead, he waited patiently and found an opportunity to help the Xiyi painter explain to the yamen servant.

The yamen servant slowly opened the documents to check, but after just one glance, his eyes became serious, and he glanced at Will by the way.

Later, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the yamen servant said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that it is a craftsman from Xiyi who came some time ago. Why did he come out today to buy some New Year's goods?"

"I'm quite satisfied with our capital. We, Daming, have always been hospitable and enthusiastic. If you encounter any problems, just call our brothers in the Wucheng Bingma Division and they will definitely solve it for you."

The contrast between the front and back of the yamen servant's attitude made people stunned, quite a bit stunned.

The idiot also understands that this Xiyi painter must have a lot of background, even the yamen servants are so jealous.

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness. I'm just here to paint a portrait of the shopkeeper just like everyone else, as a souvenir."

Will replied quickly.

The yamen servant obviously didn't want to stay any longer, and after saying a few more enthusiastic words, he called the brothers to leave.

"Brother, what is the identity of the Xiyi people, so that the elder brother is like this."

"Recently, I want to tell my brothers to be careful, especially the Xiyi people. These are craftsmen specially recruited by His Royal Highness Taisun from Yuanyang. I'm afraid they are going to build Zhengyang Avenue."

Seeing the yamen servants leave, Will's side suddenly became lively again.

"Mr. Lai, come and help me paint for this shop. Somebody has four hundred essays."

"You bastard, you're here to cut the beard, obviously I spoke first."

"The one with the highest price wins, so what if you speak first, and Mr. Lai didn't agree to you."

"Five hundred words!"

"Seven hundred words!"

"I'm going to be consistent, let's paint my shop first!"

Will accepted it when he saw it was good, and when he heard that there was a big banknote from Tongtong Daming, he quickly agreed.

No matter how high the price is, he will be a little scared.

Holding the easel, he took the banknotes given by the shopkeeper just now, and Will left to the shopkeeper who gave out the banknotes just now.

The crowd did not disperse, but followed Will around.

Even painting alone is a rare thing.

I am used to freehand painting, and it is also very good to occasionally look at realism.

Many literati also gathered here, wondering if they could get a glimpse of some mysteries from it.

Will was pleasantly surprised.

Knowing today, you will definitely be able to gain a lot of money.

At that time, I can go back and arrange a big meal for my younger brother, younger sister, father, and mother.

Although the food is pretty good where he lives, eating out in the capital has always been his longing.

Only when he came to Daming did Will realize that there are so many delicacies in this world.

Although the Will family is not aristocratic in Western Europe, they are still considered wealthy, and they can occasionally eat white bread, milk, and bacon.

Even the food of the great nobles is almost like this.

But after arriving in Daming, Will finally understood what art food is.

Because Zhengdan was approaching, the Ming Dynasty had a tradition of picking up the dust since ancient times, so Zhu Ying asked the chefs who came from all over the place to cook a delicious meal for these craftsmen from Western Europe.

The taste that has never been touched explodes on the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

Delicate taste, exquisite presentation, amazing carving and knife workmanship.

Many Western Europeans don't even dare to touch it with their hands. In their view, these foods are simply noble works of art, which can only be watched, not desecrated.

The reception officials thought that these Western Europeans had some scruples, so they took the lead in picking up a piece of beautifully carved white radish and ate it in one bite.

That scene made all the Western Europeans look dull.

Such a noble work of art is gone in one bite?Gone!
After repeated explanations by the officials, the Western Europeans understood that this was food, and it was just a common meal for the nobles of the Ming Dynasty.

Only then did he dare to start.

At that time, Will casually picked up a bowl of tofu soup and looked at the white flowers blooming in it.

Relying on his good Chinese, he curiously asked the officials next to him, what kind of flower is this that can bloom in soup.

The official smiled and introduced:
This is tofu made from soybeans, and it is the most tender tofu used.

Cut 88 knives horizontally, 180 eight knives vertically, and then boil the soup.

Will's eyes widened, and he was shocked when he saw the hair-thin tofu inside.

He knows the tofu, because another dish is ordinary boiled tofu, in pieces.

Is this Daming's knife skills?

Compared with Ming Dynasty, in Western Europe, even the food eaten by the emperor is not so noble, elegant and artistic.

From that moment on, he was completely conquered by Chinese food.

Not just him, but all Western Europeans.

This is why Will wants to come out to paint and make money, just to take his family and taste more tea and Chinese food.

In this world, where are the common people, who is not just for one bite.

Daming Palace, Fengtian Square.

All the snow here has been swept away.

In the center, a huge platform was erected.

This may be the first time that the Nanjing Imperial Palace has staged such a grand stage in Fengtian Square since it existed for so many years.

Because of the cold, nine hundred and ninety-nine braziers were erected around and in the center of the square, and the heat waves dissipated the cold.

People are looking forward to today's New Year's Eve.

The palace has never been so lively.

Because of the grand program, His Majesty granted permission that all officials who can enter can bring a certain number of family members to watch according to their rank.

The entire palace, no matter where it is, is very lively.

There is a tulle compartment in Fengtian Square, which is prepared for the harem concubines and royal women.

Those princes and grandchildren have long been looking forward to it.

"Da Sunzheng's show is really very lively. In the past, Zhengdan in the palace was not so interesting."

"I think everyone should thank you for coming."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

The Spring Festival is always full of joy, even Zhu Yuanzhang is no exception.

People, the older they are, the more they like to be lively, and no one can avoid it.

Zhu Yuanzhang always said that the grandson's arrangements were too wasteful, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

"Grandpa, our Daming is rich now, and we don't know how to spend the money in our money. We always want to let everyone feel happy."

"It's the Lantern Festival. My grandson has already arranged a lantern festival in the palace. At that time, I will also invite the Imperial College and other outstanding students to come together. This is also a kindness from my grandfather."

Zhu Ying said with a smile.

He didn't expect that he would still work as a director of later generations.

Mainly watching the program arranged by the Ministry of Rites, it was too simple, without any new ideas.

Furthermore, Zhu Ying herself likes a lively atmosphere, so she decided to arrange it herself.

So far, it looks good.

Especially in the promotion of Chinese culture, it will have a great impact.

Like those foreign ministers, there is a high probability that they will learn something.

"Okay, let's just look forward to seeing how brilliant it will be on New Year's Eve tonight."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he paused for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "Dasun, we are waiting for a good day, but we can have a few glasses of wine."

Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Don't worry, grandpa, grandson has already made arrangements for grandpa."

(End of this chapter)