Peach Blossom at the Bottom of the Fan

Chapter 90 Little Liwei

She didn't go out to work, but during her life as a girl in the Gu family, Gu Sixiao knew very well that everyone hated her as a newcomer.

Looking at those eyes, Gu Sixiao felt that she could see what they were thinking from their eyes.

Look, a fan master is still a girl. This is not a place for children to play house. They don't understand anything. What kind of garlic do you come here for!
Also, who likes someone who is suddenly brought over to crush them?Still a young girl.

Curving the corners of her lips, Gu Sixiao didn't look at Su Song, but just smiled and said to the manager of the flower: "It seems that Su Ji's business is not bad, and it's still making fans at this time—it really is Beisu."

The flower steward smiled, and before he finished speaking, someone among the fan workers who was looking at him not far away stood up and said with a smile: "Little girl, what do you know? You can't make fans in winter, right? That's right, it's winter. , who buys a fan!"

Gu Sixiao smiled slightly, "Who said that no one will buy fans in winter? Isn't this batch of fans just going to be sold to Lingnan or Nanyang?"

Guanshi Hua raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Sixiao with a smile on his lips.

Regardless of whether this little girl is really like what the young master said, she is a master fan maker, at least she doesn't know anything.

Glancing at him, Su Song curled his lips, but scolded: "Wang Dali, you don't want to bully Master Gu because he is a little girl."

Glancing back at Su Song, Gu Sixiao didn't say anything to him, walked straight to Wang Dali, picked up the half-made fan, and said indifferently: "There is a lot of miasma in Lingnan, and the weather is humid, so the fans sold in Lingnan area need to One more process is added, the fan strands must be soaked in a special potion and boiled for two hours, and the fan bone has to be polished with a special wax..."

She spoke casually and eloquently, but she said it exactly.

Wang Dali was stupefied at first, but soon raised his eyebrows, "Little girl knows a lot, but so what if you know more? Craftsmanship is in your hands, not in your mouth. If you have skills, you should Make a fan for us too! If you are good at making fans, let alone be a fan master, Lao Wang, I will worship you as my teacher!"

"Oh, it was you who said that." Gu Sixiao smiled brightly, and took another step forward, "Master Wang, please step aside."

Humming twice, although Wang Dali was reluctant, he still moved out of the way and asked Gu Sixiao to sit in his original position.

Gu Sixiao was also not humble, picked up the fan stock that had been brewed with one hand, and touched the horn nails with the other hand, the movements were skillful without any feeling of unfamiliarity.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

Gu Sixiao's movement was noticed by those who watched the excitement nearby.No matter what kind of fan this little girl made, just look at the handwork, but she has indeed practiced it.

Gu Sixiao didn't care what other people thought. As soon as she got involved in fan making, she had already forgotten the battle for victory and defeat.

A fan also has its own spirituality. It is not born for victory or defeat, but for its future owner.

Silently looking at the little girl with drooping eyebrows, Wang Dali's expression gradually became solemn.

Although the work of fan making is similar, but the general fan industry has its own unique skills. Those who came out of a fan industry have similarities in the way of doing the work and some subtle movements.

From the looks of this little girl, she really came from the Gu family, and this technique is exactly like the master he followed when he was learning how to make fans.

"Little girl, who did you learn your craft from?" I couldn't help asking.

But he didn't want Gu Sixiao to ignore him at all.

Concentrate on fan making, everything is ready-made, less than half an hour, Gu Sixiao has made a folding fan, the folding fan is finished, she did not stop, holding the folding fan, turned around and walked to the side.

Not far away, it is the place where painters work.Seeing Gu Sixiao approaching, the artist frowned first.

"After making the fan, put it aside, hey, don't move around, mess up my paint, you can't afford it."

Looking up at the painter, Gu Sixiao said with a faint smile: "Master, I only borrow it for a while, and I will clean it for you later."

Ignoring the painter, Gu Sixiao laid out the paper, adjusted the paint, and directly picked up the pen, without even thinking about it, just put the pen down.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, watching her draw a fan.

His eyes widened, Wang Dali was speechless at this moment, and he couldn't say anything more.

He is a fan worker, although his skills are good, but he can't learn the last process of painting a fan surface.

The master who taught him at the beginning said that a person like him can only work as a worker in his life, and cannot become a teacher.A true fan maker is not just about craftsmanship.

He also wanted to learn fan painting from this painter, but he was laughed at by the painter as a vulgar person, and he was angry and hated, but deep down he yearned for the painter who could draw fan.

Unexpectedly, today this little girl can not only make fans, but also draw fans.

In this way, it can also be called a "teacher".

Gu Sixiao didn't think so much, she concentrated on painting. What she drew was a picture of spring orchids, with strange rocks and slender orchids. There was also a yellow bird, which fell under the stone, looking down at the orchids.

This kind of meticulous painting is what she is used to, and now she is drawing it smoothly and naturally, without the slightest stagnation.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the fan painting was finished.Taking a closer look, she also felt very satisfied.

I was about to say that after the ink is dry, I can paste the fan, but I don't want someone around me to clap their hands suddenly and shout: "It seems, it seems!"

Turning her head, she looked at the painter who clapped her hands and shouted, feeling dazed for a moment.

The painter didn't seem to notice her gaze, but just clapped his hands and shouted: "It really seems—little girl, who did you learn from? Why do you draw so similarly? This style, this brush, is just like our little girl. Like a lady..."

Surprised, Gu Sixiao took a closer look at the embarrassing painter, and indeed felt a little kind, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"This is Mrs. Gu - well, I mean, I used to be a painter of Mrs. Gu's, and I was lucky enough to see the fan of our young lady of the Gu family, and it was very similar to your painting - it's a pity... "

With a long sigh, he didn't continue, but kept saying: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

what a pityIt's a pity that the young lady of the Gu family, who is also known as a talented woman, is so shameless that she eloped with someone? !

Gu Sixiao sneered in her heart, very contemptuously.

But I didn't expect the painter to continue: "I'm afraid I won't see the little lady's painting again..."

This is also a painting idiot!
Inexplicably, Gu Sixiao thought of Shang Wu, turned her face away, and she smiled faintly.

At least, not everyone mentions the little lady of the Gu family, and elopement is the first thing that comes to mind.

"It's just that this paint, for some reason, is not as bright as the little lady's painting. This cinnabar, no matter how I adjust it, I can't get such a gorgeous effect..."

"This is actually..." Halfway through the words, Gu Sixiao suddenly realized.

Why did Su Jingchun specially invite her back and treat her so courteously? It turned out that it was only because of the formula of this paint.

Also, apart from this recipe, what else is Beisu missing?

When it comes to fan making, Beisu is also a fan-making family, and its craftsmanship is by no means inferior to Nangu's.It’s just that the fans of Beisu are mostly majestic golden and green landscapes, or splashed ink landscapes, ink bamboo, ink lotus, and pine are the most common fans, so Beisu is often said to be solemn and majestic.

In addition to the golden and green landscapes, Nan Gu is more good at fine brushwork flowers and birds. Not only is it interesting on the round fans commonly used by ladies, but also the folding fans are mostly rich and noble.

Some people say that the reason why Nan Gu's fan became a tribute fan is because of this aura of wealth and honor.Although it is a joke, it can be seen that the North-South Fan Xing is specialized.

Now that Nan Gu is defeated, many people want to fill this vacancy, and Gu's fan workers and painters have become popular, such as Luo Ji, such as Bei Su. No painter can paint such vivid colors.

The formula of this paint is simple to say, but it is Gu's secret recipe.The pigments made with this secret recipe are not only bright in color, but also last for years, which is also one of the reasons for the prosperity of the Gu family. If the core of this body is not Gu Sixiao, I am afraid that this secret recipe will really be lost.

After figuring out where her use value is, Gu Sixiao feels at ease.

There was no further talk about the formula, since she knew it was what Su Jingchun wanted, she would hold on to it tightly.

Guanshi Hua and Su Song looked at each other, although they didn't speak, but Guanshi Hua had a disappointed expression.Su Song just smiled, nothing unusual.

This Su Song is waiting for her to take the initiative to explain the secret recipe!
Gu Sixiao turned her head with a smile, her eyes swept over the emotional Wang Dali, she was taken aback.

Panting heavily, Wang Dali suddenly stepped forward and knelt down like that, "Master Gu, I, Wang Dali, keep my word. Since I said I would like to worship you as my teacher, from today onwards, you, Master Gu, will be my master." .If anyone else, who is not open-eyed, wants to bully my master, my fist, Wang Dali, will not recognize anyone."

Gu Sixiao blinked, for a moment she really didn't know what to say.

This Wang Dali seems to be a reckless man, but he didn't expect to be so trustworthy.

She didn't speak, but someone beside her laughed, "Wang Dali, are you stupid to be Master Gu? Even if you kowtow a hundred times, he won't teach you how to draw a fan."

"Bah, I, Wang Dali, are that kind of villain! Master Gu, I just call you master, but I don't want to learn anything from you."

Seeing him try his best to confess, Gu Sixiao laughed instead, "Since you call me master, then I will trust you and accept the call of master. I am willing to teach you all the skills of making fans and painting fans, but if you can What you learn depends on your own ability. It doesn’t matter if there is a saying that is good, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. Whether you can learn it or not, whether you learn it well, is not up to me, but to yourself..."

It's a newcomer, and the people and the land are scattered, without helpers, it's hard to move an inch.

Although there is Su Jingchun who can be a backer, let's not talk about whether Su Jingchun would like to let her rely on it, but if he is willing to let her rely on it, it will be beyond his reach. It is rare that someone among the fan workers is willing to recognize her as a master. She just teaches him to draw fans. what matter?
Having made up her mind, Gu Sixiao really gave her everything she could, not just Wang Dali, no matter who it was, as long as she came to ask her, she would answer all the questions.

Except that she didn't tell the secret recipe, she really had no reservations, so, in just half a month, she got acquainted with all the fan workers in the workshop.

(End of this chapter)