Reborn Cultural Empire

182. Self-defense [slag chapter, subscription is not supported]

"I'm ashamed to take it." Yang Yi carefully put the manga book on Ji Tangdan's desk, and replied in a low voice.

Originally, his voice was not loud, and he knew how to advance and retreat, and he had a sincere look on his face.These words were said immediately after the old man's last sentence "shameful and deplorable", as if someone who had stumbled suddenly woke up, and Ji Tangdan's expression became much better.

But Yang Yi followed up with a more cautious sentence: "I am really ashamed of these four words..."

He couldn't help but be cautious, although he disagreed with Ji Tangdan's opinion in every possible way, he must be careful when expressing his opinion, otherwise... I'm afraid there will be no more.

When Ji Tangdan heard it for the first time, he thought that Yang Yi was apologizing for his own actions, and was about to nod his head, and then he realized what Yang Yi meant, and couldn't help becoming furious: "Are you ashamed? You mean, those things you did are very correct and reasonable? You can’t even answer the three questions just now, are you misleading people or what?”

Sure enough, it is old and strong!Yang Yi couldn't help sighing, this kind of wind pressure and spittle star blowing towards his face was comparable to the football coach of that distant island country on the other side of the earth. Not worth mentioning.

But no matter what, it is only reasonable to coax the old man to calm down now, and he has to accept his point of view, at least not to hinder himself.

Otherwise, is it necessary to give up the hard-won "Clouds and Desolation"?

There is another way, that is, stop playing with this old man, and continue to walk on the commercial "Golden Avenue" wholeheartedly.That would be a lot more freedom, and no one would point to his nose and yell at him like now.

It's just that, Yang Yi felt that there was no need for him to be in the cultural industry at all. If it was just for money, wouldn't it be better to quickly sell all the industries at hand, and then switch to real estate and other industries? ?

So for his somewhat ridiculous and wishful thinking dream, Yang Yi not only coaxed the old man, but also coaxed the old man well.

"Well, teacher, I really can't answer the question you asked, but what does this have to do with this comic?" There was always a smile on his face.

The old man has always acted extremely rigorously throughout his life, this is true for others, and even more so for himself.But it just so happened that Yang Yi was a student he valued very much, and he was also the most lazy one among his characters. Seeing the cautious look on this kid's face, Ji Tangdan couldn't help but snorted: "Sit down and talk." .”

After Yang put his butt carefully on the chair next to the desk, Ji Tangdan flipped through a page of "Yun Huang": "What are you talking about? A hidden ink? And this giant, what kind of blood inheritance? Thick virtue, debating speech, mastering Taoism... Where did these things go? Feeling that you, the Mo family, are ghosts and gods? Mechanism master? Puppet master? What kind of mess? Do you think I should be angry? Do you think you misunderstood my son?"

I knew it was like this...

Faced with Ji Tangdan's angry look, Yang Yi really felt a headache, not because Ji Tangdan questioned his actions, but this matter itself made him feel uncomfortable.It's these old men who always hold a resisting attitude towards this kind of transformation of "animation of history". Yu Pu and Xue Haiqing are far away, and Shen Songzhi is close. It's really a bit boring.

I will ignore anyone who blahs and blahs in the future!

He swore viciously, and then faced the reality helplessly: "Teacher, I know, I know, this cartoon or something is not in line with historical facts, but these things are not all based on legends. , out of thin air imagination? I can’t do these things accurately, but taking the questions you asked, aren’t “Sou Shen Ji” and “Shan Hai Jing” all the stories passed down by the predecessors, and they added their own Imagination, is it a product of such a combination? How come it doesn’t work when it comes to me?”

"They all have evidence to follow and classics to check, and they won't rewrite the facts arbitrarily, turning a good Mohism into some mechanism master of strange power."

"What about Buddhism? What about Taoism? Can old Mr. Wu Chengen rewrite the arrangement at will?" Yang said in a low voice.

In fact, he still has more examples that he wants to say that he hasn't mentioned-is this a bomb?If you keep seeing such things as the military way to kill Premier Zhou, the invincible Sun Yat-sen with an iron fist, and the Taizu Tianmo Gong, then you must not eat that cartoon author raw?

Although Yang Yi himself felt that these cartoons were a little out of bounds.

Hearing Yang Yi mentioning Journey to the West, Ji Tangdan was unable to refute for a while. After all, this is the only novel of gods and monsters among the four Ming and Qing Dynasties, which is mixed with the author's personal views on myths, legends, and religions. He took it out as a shield, but he couldn't refute it.

Ji Tangdan's knowledge is as profound as the sea, but when it comes to switching to sophistry, he may not be Yang Yi's opponent.

The method used by the reborn is illusion. Truth. Turning to the sophistry method - first pull Ji Tangdan's IQ and thinking to the level of ordinary people, and then use his own foresight, and various things he saw from the Internet Plausible reasoning defeated Ji Lao.

"There are also Fengshen, Liaozhai, and Jinghuayuan. Teacher, if you are serious about these, there are many things that you can't show." Yang Yi spread his hands helplessly.

After all, Ji Tangdan is not someone easy to deceive, after hearing Yang Yi's sophistry, he just shook his head noncommittally, and after calming down again, he suddenly asked such a question: "You little bastard, you are always holding on to Chinese studies. , and the insistence on Chinese culture, what exactly do you mean?"

"I didn't fly such a big banner." Yang Yi opened his eyes aggrieved.

Ji Tangdan snorted: "Although you didn't say it clearly, when that kid Rogo advertised these things for you, didn't those advertisements all say 'reproduce the fantasy of China, and then dig out the ancient stories'?" Isn’t this Sima Zhao’s heart known to everyone? That’s why I said that you are making a gimmick to attract attention, but I didn’t wrong you at all!”

Tired of talking, Ji Tangdan took another sip of the tea, and accidentally got two pieces of tea into his mouth, but he didn't spit it out, but chewed it twice and swallowed it into his stomach.

He had known Yang Yi for a long time. When Yu Pu first told him that he had a student who was the author of "Things in the Song Dynasty", he was very interested in Yang Yi.How could a middle school student in Yupukou write such an interesting historical book?From then on, even if there is an impression of Yang Yi in his head.

But when he heard that besides writing historical books, he was also doing comics, he just regarded it as a child's interest and didn't take it too seriously.

However, after the New Year's Day in 97, news about Siyue and "Yunhuang" was everywhere around him, which made him curious about the things this kid was tossing about. Very annoyed.Because when he was writing "Those Things in the Song Dynasty", Yang Yi still had a rigorous history-making style, but when it comes to these comics, he is completely reckless and personal, adding all kinds of messy things.

The most important thing is that it is still under the banner of promoting national culture, which Ji Tangdan especially cannot tolerate - at this time Yang Yi has already formally worshiped him as a teacher under Yu Pu's recommendation.So Ji Tang felt that.I am obliged to let Yang Yi correctly understand his current wrong behavior.

But what puzzles him is that from the writing of "Song Dynasty", Yang Yi is clearly a person with a bottom line and self-discipline—although he is not very old.But why later, this self-discipline disappeared?

Just for the money?Ji Tangdan didn't believe that if it was just for money, then writing a few more bestsellers like "Things in the Song Dynasty" would bring in a lot of money quickly.Moreover, Yu Pu told him that Yang Yi's pen was very fast, completely different from ordinary traditional authors.

"I just want to know now, can you tell me, an old man, your intention to do this? Why do you have to toss about these four-faced things?" Ji Tangdan pointed to the cartoon "Yunhuang" on the table: "Don't talk about your personal hobbies. I asked at dinner that day, and Rogo said that you never read these things in your spare time. Whether it's these comics you made yourself or other comics, you Not at all like a guy who likes this stuff."

Before Yang could open his mouth, he rushed to say: "It's not for money, even if you don't do this thing at all now, the copyright fees for your three books and the income from Yunzhong Bookstore are almost enough. You have squandered your whole life. With such good conditions, knowledge, talent..."

"You just said that I don't understand anything."

Ji Tangdan frowned: "Don't talk! I said that you are talented and knowledgeable compared to your peers. If you want to catch up with me, the old man, you are still far behind... So I just want to know , the conditions are so good, why don't you write more books like "Those Things in the Song Dynasty", whether it's for yourself or for this society, isn't it much better than your comics?"

Yang Yi thought for a while, and instead of answering Ji Tangdan's words directly, he asked instead: "Teacher, what do you think of the restaurant I went to last time, my uncle's restaurant?"

"That's your uncle's restaurant?" Ji Tangdan spat: "Not honest at all! You and that kid Rogo tossed about the ghost thing, and you still have to pretend to be in someone else's name, for fear of revealing your wealth?"

Yang Yi didn't expect that the old man knew even this, so he had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "I'm going to tell you anyway. Teacher, please tell me how this restaurant is."

"There are a few special dishes. It is said that you came up with it. The taste is not bad. I don't know the price of the service. I don't have money to spend there. Generally speaking, it is an ordinary restaurant. "Ji Tangdan knew that Yang Yi would not be aimless, so he said seriously after thinking about it.

Yang Yi nodded and continued to ask: "Then if I say that my restaurant can reflect the Chinese food culture... Hey, what do you mean, old man, what are you laughing at!"

Dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, but when he saw Ji Tangdan laughing and coughing, tears came out, he still hurried forward to stroke his back and pass tissues.

After finally stopping his coughing, Ji Tangdan snorted and said, "If you weren't my student, I'd just give you a yawn toad! Just a small restaurant like yours still embodies Chinese food culture? What about the big and small chefs in the country? , including the cooks of Ye Luzi who became a monk, aren’t they all spreading Chinese culture?”

Yang Yi was not angry at all, but nodded, very calmly: "Indeed, it is ridiculous for me to say that. But what I want to tell you here is that in fact, what I planned at the beginning was not just to be satisfied with Such a small restaurant, but to open a very large and grand hotel, or restaurant. Probably this is the idea-according to the eating habits of the past dynasties, it is divided into two types: Jianghu cuisine and temple cuisine. Create different dining environments, so that consumers can deeply understand the historical knowledge related to food, various food cultures, dining etiquette, and things about ingredients, cooking, health care, and health care while eating. I am so Say, don't you have any opinion?"

Ji Tangdan looked Yang Yi up and down several times, and nodded with a surprised expression: "Yes, this idea is still interesting."

Then Yang Yi continued: "But a very real problem lies in front of me. First, I don't have enough money to support my idea. Also, in the diet industry, I don't have enough money. Even if I want to do this thing, how many people will respond to me, support me, and be interested in this thing I created?"

Now Ji Tangdan vaguely understood what Yang Yi meant, so he mumbled for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Then what does the example you mentioned have anything to do with these ridiculous cartoons?"

"They all have one thing in common, that is, the real environment restricts the possibility of my dream. For example, in the catering industry, cash restricts my possibility of realizing the promotion of catering culture. When it comes to comics, it is the reader's acceptance. The thing I most want to do."

"What do you want to do most? What do you want to do?"

Yang Yitian licked Tian's dry lips because he said so much: "I dare not say that we want our traditional Chinese culture to dominate the world, but at the very least, we must let the Chinese know something they should know Things? We can't forget the legacy left by our ancestors?"

Seeing what Ji Tangdan wanted to say again, Yang Yi hurriedly cut his mouth off: "I don't want to talk about long-winded principles, but just two sentences--first, education starts from the baby; second, subtle influence."