Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 666 New Local History
"This is purely a coincidence." Zhou Zhi told everyone the ins and outs of meeting Fu Xia, and finally said: "Although Fu Xia's level is still limited, I will control the quality of translation, mainly due to her understanding of my Chinese diet. The equality and even adoration of Taoism is the key to translating this book."

"There is no other way." Zhu Dazhang is actually very famous, and he couldn't help but feel depressed after hearing this: "There are no foreigners who come to worship my photography works. It seems that overseas exhibitions are impossible."

"Didn't the response to the provincial exhibition last time be very good?" Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "The next step is the national exhibition, let's mix it up as a 'National Famous Photographer' first."

"Actually, I was just talking for fun, how can I be so foolish..."

"It's actually not difficult." Zhou Zhi put down the water spinach he had picked, and drank another cup of oolong tea handed over by the third brother, "I have an idea, so that the third brother can become a well-known photographer in the country within ten years."

"Ten years..." Zhu Dazhang pondered for a while: "How?"

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Record history."

"Record... history?"

"Yes, the next ten years will definitely be the decade with the most dramatic social changes in the history of our nation. If we record it with a camera and put it on display ten years later, it will definitely cause a sensation in the whole country."

"Many things will disappear from society with the changes of the times, but they can be fixed in film."

"This one is even more beautiful than the Yongzheng imitation one! The glaze color float of the Yongzheng imitation is still smoother than this one even now. It would be hard to distinguish this thing if it was entrusted!"

She has never shown the photos to anyone, and it is even impossible for her to develop all the films she has taken-after all, the number is too large.

"Brother Dazhang, your photography skills have been perfected, now you need to capture a theme and form a work."

The weather in Manzhou is hot and humid, so everyone is used to eating cold porridge and cold dishes at night. Of course, there has been more beer in recent years.

"These years have changed a lot." The family itself is the best example, so Zhou Zhi's words were recognized, and Zhu Dazhang nodded: "It's just a waste of some film, and now we can't afford it."

Supporting his hand: "This weight is also right."

"Based on what you said, it's not your place." Mr. Yu took out his glasses and put them on, then took out a cong-shaped bottle with pink celadon glaze, turned to the bottom of the bottle and looked at the bottom: "Elbow Shocked me! I still want to say that I can't accept this thing..."

"This cong-shaped vase imitating Longquan powder and green glaze in the Song Dynasty, the base model is the work of Jiangxi Jianguo Porcelain Company. It was the first public porcelain factory in Jingde, one year and two months before the founding of the Republic."

"Father, you are biased!" Little Sixth Sister said angrily, "I just suffered from bad studies, so I have to supervise him well! Is it wrong for me to let him study hard? You have to be partial to this! Can't you tell him?"

"Agate is added to the glaze formula, which imitates the characteristics of the Song Dynasty glaze to the greatest extent. The fired shadow is thin but not light, moist but not floating. You will have to look at it in the daytime tomorrow to know how beautiful the glaze is."

"Ten years later, I will take it out to hold an exhibition. I think the influence will be at least at the national level."

Little Sixth Sister wanted to show off her status as a sister, and started to care about Zhou Zhi's study, if he wanted to study hard, it would be terrible if he was delayed like this summer vacation.

"This time I went to the capital to help the Gan Provincial Cultural Relics General Store to identify a fake, and by the way, I got to know Director Liao of the Gan Provincial Department of Industry." Zhou Zhi explained the ins and outs of the matter, and then said: "We won a batch of five Prefix Jianguo porcelain and 7501 engineering porcelain."

Little Sixth Sister moved quickly, and set up a large table of preserved meat and lo mei. The hot dishes were just a few stir-fried vegetables, and everyone drank and chatted in the garden.

This is also the common life of people in Jiachuan now. In the past, they couldn’t sleep well without playing in the cold. Although Xiaoliujie’s house has an air conditioner, the old habits have not been lost. Except for Xiao Neng, everyone is a night owl.

Vivienne locked the 20-plus years of history of a representative city in the United States in more than [-] films from her own perspective. There is no doubt that this is a new way to record local history.

"This craftsmanship is absolutely amazing!" Although he said he didn't look at the porcelain under the lamp, the old man still couldn't put it down: "The taste of this glaze is absolutely right!"

"I have inquired with Liao Ting that this is the fetal soil made of the 'talc' that was called back then, and it is the best kaolin material left."

"What is it?" Little Sixth Sister was a little curious.

"There are also such things. For example, there are two imitations donated by Jingde Porcelain Factory No. [-] in the Shanghai Museum. Except for the small teeth marks at the junction of the glaze and body, which retain the characteristics of Yong imitation, the rest of the features are almost the same as the real ones. gone."

Until 2007, a large number of negatives she took were discovered by Chicago local historian John Maloof, who published them on his blog and held an exhibition for them, which soon caused a worldwide sensation.

Vivienne Maier is a nanny who lived on the streets of Chicago from the 50s to the 70s. Her hobby is to quietly walk through the streets of various cities after work, capturing vivid moments.

"So it is almost the earliest national porcelain in our country."

"Now you and Little Sixth Sister are not short of money, take a vacation every year to go out for a walk, record the changes in all parts of the country, and even buy the negatives of influential photography works every year from your peers, as a part of yourself. Favorite category."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "That's impossible. Apart from the glaze color and the quality of the tire, this tire is still a glutinous rice tire after all. It's just that the technology of devitrification glaze is used, which surpasses the level of Yongzheng imitation Song porcelain, but the fragrant gray tire of Hezhen Song porcelain It's still two things."

Old Man Yu couldn't help laughing: "How good are these little Liuni's words for me back then? It wouldn't be enough to pass the medical school! You'll be able to educate others."

Zhou Zhi said this because he was inspired by a story he saw in his previous life.

"But it's not in vain, this time I also found some good things in the capital." After speaking, he went into the room and took out two brocade boxes: "A gift for Little Sixth Sister, and a tribute to the old man."

And Third Brother Yu was constantly urged to marry by the old man, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

The mode of "street photography" has also become a new way of expression in photography.

During the dinner, the righteous brother talked about his understanding of the photographs hung in the office by Miss Liu, and now he scratched Zhu Dazhang's itch, and dragged Master Qiao into the room for a chat and introduced his inventory.

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Zhi handed Miss Liu a braised duck paw, "This month is indeed a waste of study, and I will make up for it in the next month."

"You said that if you use the craftsmanship at that time, the glaze water, and the tires are done right..."

When Zhou Zhi opened the box, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He tried to save face for his younger brother, and said, "So it's porcelain. There's still a lack of vases for flower arrangement at home..."

The Vivienne Maier story.

"Actually, this piece of porcelain is also the same. Feel it here..." Zhou Zhi asked Mr. Yu to put his hand on the joint of the glaze.

"Jagged feeling."

"And here." Zhou Zhi asked the old man to touch the circle again.

"Lamp grass bottom."

(End of this chapter)