Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 49 Pinched a "Gao Qiqiang"

Five days later.

All the things Qin Luo bought and customized online have arrived.

All of them are hoarded by the woods in the backyard, by the newly built kiln.

This kiln has appeared many times in the footage of the live broadcast room in the past few days.

Not for burning clay figurines.

Instead... for roasting chicken.

Authentic old hens in the village, like Uncle Damo, stepped forward to catch them, scalded their fur and slaughtered them, stuffed their stomachs with various materials, then wrapped them with leaves of big trees, and put a layer of mud on the outside. Let it sit for an hour, and then you can take it out of the oven.

Pure charcoal fire, grassy smoke.

The roasted chicken is golden in color and has a lingering aroma. The old lady next door lost her dentures.

This is naturally Qin Luo's warm-up for the upcoming clay figurine live broadcast.

To be honest, the effect is quite good.

At least, many fans are looking forward to it.

——As long as you don’t live-stream roasted chicken to crave us, you can broadcast anything else you want.

Wake up, you are really not a food anchor!

……

"The broadcast has started. The newly purchased materials finally arrived today. A ton of soil cost tens of thousands."

"Start making clay, ready to make clay figurines."

Qin Luo turned on the camera, washed his hands carefully, scooped out a pot of soil like kneading dough.

The container is made of stone.

The bluestone on the mountain has been carved to be smooth and smooth by myself, and has been polished many times.

In this regard, Qin Luo has always been particular about details and has a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When I bought it, the original soil was not that fine, so I had to pass it through a sieve over and over again.

"I don't know if you have experienced it. I did this job when I was a child."

"Every time before the Chinese New Year, when we start burning incense, we have to sift the soil and sift it over and over again."

"In the end, put all the fine soil into the incense burner, and place them one by one, at the gate, the kitchen door, and the main house door. When I was a child, there were not so many incense burners at home, and all the bowls were placed... Once I ran away in a hurry. I accidentally dropped one and was severely beaten by my dad..."

Qin Luo said softly, and was suddenly attacked by the memory of death again, feeling a little sad for no reason.

Many fans in the comment area echoed.

This kind of experience, the children in the countryside are basically the same, and they have a sense of substitution.

Of course, the city is definitely gone.

Qin Luo babbled about his childhood, thinking about the scene of peeing and mud, and quickly sifted the dirt.

Then, start to add water in proportion.

No other adhesives are required.

The most primitive clay figurines only use mud and water.

Later, glutinous rice juice was also added, but it was not necessary.

Qin Luo has tried repeatedly in the system space.

Glutinous rice juice mainly plays a role in increasing the viscosity, and the texture will be finer when burned, but it is only suitable for small clay figurines.

The one I made today is relatively large, and it is easy to crack when it is fired with glutinous rice juice.

After about an hour, the mud finally reconciled.

It looks like a pure earthy color, like a fermented sweet dough.

The color is quite attractive.

Sister Cha touched it, then mischievously painted it on Qin Luo's face, then ran away with a smile.

Qin Luo: ...

"I made sugar figurines before, but this time we will make clay figurines. The sugar figurines rely on their mouths, while the clay figurines rely on their hands."

"Sister Cha insisted on dragging me to watch an episode of TV series last night. I was deeply impressed by that Gao Qiqiang. Today we will pinch Gao Qiqiang."

Qin Luo now has his own ideas about the content of the live broadcast.

Traditional clay figurines, to be honest, no one may really want to see them.

They are all classic images.

At least, it's not easy to shine.

And rubbing the heat is a compulsory course for every self-media.

This is the most popular TV series recently.

really……

Hearing what he said, the fans in the live broadcast instantly became excited.

"I'm stupid? Is it true or not?"

"Can a clay figurine be made into Gao Qiqiang?"

"Isn't it? So awesome?"

"I think it's eighty percent like..."

"Be careful that Boss Gao is coming to trouble you..."

Everyone started joking.

Qin Luo saw that the atmosphere was good, so he explained with a smile, including his own "private goods".

"Actually, clay figurines are inseparable from the film and television industry and the entertainment industry."

He starts with an astonishing point.

"Everyone knows where the ancient clay figurine masters and clay figurine stalls usually open?"

"It's just under the stage."

"There were people singing in the opera above, and the clay figurine master below made out the characters on the stage."

"In front of the stage, there are a lot of people. If you meet a character you like, if the real person can't take it home, then take a clay figurine back."

"The oldest figure."

This is the wisdom of the ancients.

Qin Luo sometimes feels that many things are really left over from the old ancestors.

The form may have changed, but the core has not changed at all.

Including your own actions now.

next to.

Wang Nan and Li Wan'er both listened with great interest.

I didn't expect much from this thing, what's the point of playing with soil?
Both of them grew up in the city and lacked the joy of playing with mud in childhood.

But when Qin Luo said this, hey, he suddenly felt that he could write a manuscript.

Think about that image...

Inexplicably interesting.

At this time, Qin Luo had already started pinching.

"Clay figurines are actually very simple, as long as you have hands."

As Qin Luo said, he kneaded the whole piece of mud into the shape of a person, and it was three-dimensional, and he was still sitting on a chair.

This picture...

Everyone stared blankly.

"Is it just enough to have hands?"

"I'm stupid! I'm fucking on my knees! This hand speed, this technique, how many years of skill?"

"Close gently, slowly twist, wipe and pick again, tsk tsk tsk, lucky sister Cha..."

Qin Luo glanced at it: "Damn... you can drive with a pipa! You are really talented, don't make dirty jokes about Sister Cha again, or you will be blocked."

I am getting more and more disgusted with this now.

But Sister Cha herself didn't seem to care.

She has been in this style since she appeared in the live broadcast room from the beginning.

Hey……

Forget it.

This woman is really...

She's slowly getting better now...influenced by herself.

soon……

An earth-colored version of Gao Qiqiang was formed in Qin Luo's hands. It is about [-] centimeters high and has not been painted. It looks like a black and white version. .

Qin Luo put it aside to dry.

Then start burning wood.

In the past few days, I have also adjusted the temperature of the kiln.

The most suitable temperature for burning clay figurines is about 700 degrees.

Lower than pottery, lower than porcelain.

After the fire is ready, carefully place it in it.

Four hours later, out of the kiln.

Qin Luo always ate in front of him, waiting patiently, and had to add firewood occasionally.

In fact, you can use an electric stove.

However, I always feel that the electric stove is not that smell.

until……

Out of the kiln.

After patiently waiting for it to cool down, Qin Luo polished the rough surface carefully.

Wait till it's all smooth.

Then start coloring.

As the color becomes more and more plump, a Gao Qiqiang becomes clearer and clearer.

"Fuck! Burst! Scalp numb!"

"It's too similar! The facial features are almost exactly the same!"

"Go to @原星星, please come and appraise yourself!"

"Brother Luo's skill is absolutely amazing..."

"Hey, will this infringe on the celebrity's portrait rights..."

"Afraid of wool! Who is not a star anymore, Brother Luo is now a million-fan anchor, and Gao Qiqiang himself is here, so we have to give face!"

All kinds of commotion in the live broadcast room...

Qin Luo: ...

I feel more and more in my heart that clay sculpture is fun, really fun.

Interest is the primary productive force.

At this moment, he completely forgot about the task of "handing down" works, and just focused on making the clay figurines in front of him first.

……

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(End of this chapter)