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Chapter 243 Cross talk master

Chapter 243 Cross talk master
Chapter 240 Four Crosstalk Master

When Yu Zainan hung up the phone, Li Kunwu walked up and down the room happily, and said: "If this good thing doesn't have a good name, it will be a bright pearl cast dark. I am so satisfied with this name. No matter how male it is Bai told you to come here!"

The old man blushed with joy, and said: "Haha, we are also very satisfied. Before Xiao Yu asked us to come, I really didn't expect it to be you!"

After speaking, he introduced to Li Junge: "You don't know Piwa, do you? There are four major schools of jade carving, namely Beijing, Yang, Hai, and Yue. Mr. Li is the top figure of the Beijing school of jade carving!"

Li Junge nodded and said, "I've seen it, it's really extraordinary."

The old man said again: "These four schools have a long history and each has its roots. The Beijing School first originated in the palace building office. It is lively and grand, and it learns from the ancient jade collections in the palace. Therefore, it is simple and elegant; The Yang school was born in the two prefectures of Su and Yang, which has been rich in the world for thousands of years. Influenced by the thirteen lines, most of the production is for overseas, so it is deeply influenced by the Southeast Asian style, playing with jadeite is their specialty; the Shanghai style is later in turmoil, some craftsmen moved to the magic capital, exchanged skills here, blended North and South, and from Western art absorbed nutrition and formed a unique style."

Li Kunwu said: "So these four styles have their own characteristics and advantages, and they all have a group of fans. It is hard to say who is good and who is bad. Now that the flow is convenient, a large number of craftsmen have emerged from major jade producing areas, and there are also skilled ones among them. , but the origins are mixed.”

Li Junge asked: "Old Li, according to this, you should be a judge, why did you come to participate in the exhibition?"

Li Kunwu looked at the work with satisfaction and said: "This Qingming stone is a kind of stone that has never appeared before. It was originally sent to me by my apprentice, but I saw Lie Xinxi and started directly. I really like the work when it comes out, so It was sent to the exhibition together.”

The old man Bai saw that Li Junge seemed to understand, so he explained: "Ordinary arts and crafts artists won't enter the competition easily if they have been rated as 'masters'. They should leave the title to the juniors. This time, Mr. Li encountered new stone materials. Seeing Lie Xinxi is a special case."

Yu Zainan nodded and said: "One more thing, everyone loves feathers, and participating in the competition is risky. If it doesn't work, it will lose its reputation in vain. Mr. Li is taking the risk to stand for the Qingming Stone platform in our hometown. , this feeling is great, we have to toast him later."

Li Kunwu laughed and said: "The names and titles are all vain things, and it is serious to be able to produce work under your hands. Our country has not produced good inkstone materials for many years. I am afraid that everyone will waste good materials by fooling around."

He heard a voice from outside the door: "Platform, what platform, Mr. Li is trying to snatch the job from me?"

The voice is transparent and clear, the voice is not loud, but every word is sent to the individual's ears.

Li Kunwu smiled and said: "The real platform is here!"

I saw Xiao Wang leading two people to appear at the door. In front of him was a stocky middle-aged man with a heart-shaped short waist. He was wearing a casual suit with a brand name that looked like a street vendor.The fat man in the back had been to Lijiagou, and he was Wang Jixing, the owner of the Jixing supermarket chain.

The one in front is a star, a controversial figure in the cross talk world, who suffered a lot when he was young, and returned to a small troupe with cross talk after middle age, and finally found a way to revitalize the traditional folk art form of cross talk , but due to various reasons, he was not welcomed by the cross talk world. He was beaten up several times, and even his apprentices betrayed him several times.

But in terms of craftsmanship alone, there is nothing to choose.

Yu Zainan hastened to introduce you to everyone.

In fact, it is not necessary at all, Li Junge said with a smile: "Oh, Mr. Guo! You are so famous, I never expected to see you again! I saw you host a show on TV, you are amazing!"

Lao Guo waved his hands and said: "I'm so busy all day long, my family has turned into a hotel. Don't call me uncle, my partner is the uncle! Piwa, right? Hey, you Lijiagou is really good Ah, there are a lot of good things, I heard Ji Xing said that you made them all?"

Li Junge waved his hands and said: "No, no, they are all local specialties that we have always had there. I just sorted out the levels, packaged them well, and introduced them."

Lao Guo nodded: "Well! The things are good, and the packaging is well done!" After speaking, he took out an exquisite bamboo box from his arms.

Li Junge saw that it was the batch of insect tea boxes made by Uncle Bamboo Bamboo Carpenter.

Seeing the old Guo thief turning the box over with a smile, several holes were drilled in the bottom of the bamboo box. Li Junge was wondering, when he heard the cry of "chir...chir..." coming from inside.

Wang Jixing showed a dumbfounding smile to Li Junge: "Pi Wa, now you know what I did with my worm tea box?"

Li Junge was also very surprised: "This... this is... Grasshopper?"

Wang Jixing said with a smile: "You call him a cross talk master, he doesn't like to talk to you, but if you call him 'Grasshopper Gang', he will be so happy that he can't find the north!"

Lao Guo didn't take it seriously, and put the box on display to everyone in a precious and precious way: "Listen, listen, it's winter, and there is a steel sound!"

Li Junge also couldn't laugh or cry: "Mr. Guo, if you like it, I still have dozens of them. If I knew it, I brought them to you. How about I send them to you when I go back?"

Lao Guo waved his hands: "Ah no, you have to smoke the worm tea from Lijiagou! This is my latest discovery, hahaha, I really didn't give the name of Grasshopper for nothing!"

When all the people arrived, they began to serve the dishes. Lao Guo said: "This box is left by Ji Xing who gave me worm tea last time. Once someone sent two kinds of worms from Hebei, and the jar didn't fit right away. Take it over and put it in, hey! It’s really amazing! The next day, the grasshopper felt refreshed, so I replaced all the grasshopper jars in my house. Oh, I have to pack it quickly, don’t freeze my little baby .”

Wang Jixing said unhappily to Li Junge: "The next day, they came to the door and begged me to vacate all the boxes, saying that there are still many grasshoppers waiting to be demolished and resettled. You say I will find them." Who makes sense?!"

Old Guo laughed, but he was not angry, took out another box, asked the waiter for a cup of boiling water, picked out something to sprinkle in it, it was red bead tea.

Everyone watched the red bead tea sinking in the water, Lao Guo said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I have to protect my throat, I will use this instead of wine today, forgive me."

Everyone expressed their understanding, and besides, everyone in the city drinks elegantly now, so it's a way of saving face to be able to come.

While there was still some time, Li Junge opened the box brought by Xiao Wang and took out the inkstone.

Everyone here took their favorite view.

At this time, personal preference came out. Old man Bai and Lao Guo took the simplest ones, admiring the gold thread and eye nails on them, Wang Jixing and Yu Zainan took carved ones, and Li Kunwu took carved ones, but He is not appreciating, but measuring.

Li Junge said with a smile: "I didn't bring anything with me when I came to Beijing this time. This is the craftsmanship of the intangible cultural heritage inheritors in our village. Let's each choose one side as a meeting gift."

Li Kunwu was overjoyed: "Then everyone present here has caught it this time. Let me tell you, this is definitely a top-level inkstone. It is even better than traditional inkstones in terms of ornamental value. Sooner or later, it will become famous! Choose one side to go back and take care of it." Collect it."

After speaking, he picked out more than a dozen of them that had been carved, and said to Li Junge in a precious and precious way: "Pi Wa, you can't give this gift too generously. Keep these ones by yourself. Those who like to carve will be in the rest Choose from inside!"

Li Junge took a look, and found that Li Kunwu's eyes were not ordinary, and all the things he picked out were made of old stones.

Li Junge gave Li Kunwu a thumbs up: "Old Li's eyes are really poisonous! The dozen or so squares you picked out were all made by Uncle Shitou! How did you identify them? Tell us to increase our knowledge!"

Lao Guo also took the two inkstones for comparison: "No, Mr. Li, why do I think the one you left for us to choose is more exquisite?"

Li Kunwu said with a smile: "The people in the door can see clearly at a glance. Look at this side, although the carving is delicate, but the corners and corners have not come out, and it looks too round. Why is this? This is a carving pen driven by a motor. It’s a joy to come out, but in terms of expressiveness, it’s much worse.”

"As the saying goes, 'hardness and softness are combined', using an electric engraving pen to do your job is equivalent to abolishing half of your martial arts."

After speaking, he picked up the stone uncle carving and said: "Look at this work again, look at the edges of the leaves of the cattail grass, like the edge of a knife, this is the skill of hand carving, and look at the knife marks on the bottom of the groove, these marks , electric grinding needles can’t get it out. This is different from our jade carving, which is the traditional stone carving knife method.”

"Knife skills are mysterious, but they are actually similar to calligraphy and painting techniques."

"Different brushwork can express different things. Knife marks are a great supplement to sculpture, especially for our Beijing-style Beigong. If they are well-made, they will complement each other; if they are not well-made, That is, they cannot be saved even if they are saved. That is the difference between the masters I send and the low ones."

"Traditional art in China is the art of regret. Why do you say that? If you write it down or cut it down, you will never be able to remedy it. Then you say that I should slow down and be careful? I will tell you the truth. no!"

"The strength of tendons and bones, the echo of flying white, these are the souls, and they must be expressed in the rapid transformation of brushwork and knife techniques. If you stack them slowly, it is not a Chinese painting, but a Western painting."

"This is the reason why the status of cursive script is higher than that of regular script, and the status of freehand landscape is higher than that of fine brushwork flowers and birds. This is the reason. As the speed increases, the control will become correspondingly worse. , within a few decades, the skill cannot be well controlled."

"One work, so many knives and so many pens, there will always be one or two mistakes. This is why I said they are regrettable art just now. If you can really be full of content, pens, pens, knives, and knives can still leave no trace of regret. , that is a masterpiece.”

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the old stone's inkstone, shook his head and sighed: "Although I missed it, it's not far away!"

Li Junge said: "Old Li, don't you want to see this golden toad?"

Li Kunwu said with a smile: "Zhu Yu is in front, is it interesting to see those? Although Jin Chan has combined the stone eyes with the subject matter very cleverly, it is still machine-carved."

Li Junge lifted the golden toad and blew on his mouth, a loud and clear voice resounded throughout the private room, and said to Li Kunwu: "Old Li, what if this is the case?"

"Damn it!" Li Kunwu snatched the golden toad and put it in his mouth.

"Hey Mr. Li, you haven't wiped it yet... Uh, forget it, pretend I didn't say..."

(End of this chapter)

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