National Treasure Artist

Chapter 74 College student He Biao (recommended for collection)

"We transform a village in this way to affect the fate of those people. Can we do well?"

Coming out of the girl's house, walking back, on the mountain road, Ban Xia suddenly stopped and asked Davidia involucrata.

This question is very heavy, but it is a question that weighs on the hearts of many people in the Gongtong team.

Hearing this, Davidia involucrata stopped, her expression became serious.

After pondering for a long time, he answered with concentration: "I am sincere and apprehensive, but doing it is better than doing it wrong."

Ban Xia nodded, very satisfied with Davidia Davidson's answer.

Because Davidia involucrata is not for the so-called fame, the so-called money, nor is it driven by the sense of satisfaction that can affect the fate of thousands of people
It is the original intention, the original intention of Chinese designers.

At this moment, Gongtong suddenly found someone looking at them not far away, and was a little surprised to look at the past.

Because it was a very young figure, who looked only in his twenties.

Such young people are very rare in Banwan Village, because most young people of the right age go out to work.

Davidia Davidson approached with Pinellia, the young man was wearing an ordinary white undershirt that was not woven in the village, but his appearance and temperament were similar to those of the young men in the city.

The young man glanced at Ban Xia shyly, and felt that this girl was really pretty, but her demeanor seemed a bit cold and repulsive.

When facing Davidia involucrata and the girl Shu Ting, or facing other people, Ban Xia's temperament is always completely opposite.

"Hello, Designer Bai."

The young man shouted to Gongtong respectfully.

He is the only college student in the village in recent years. He has a good understanding of the outside world and the Internet. He is deeply aware of the energy of this young man who is not a few years older than himself.

Standing in front of Davidia involucrata, she unconsciously became a head shorter.

"Hello, there are not many people as big as you in the village."

Gongtong asked softly.

"My name is He Biao."

"Not long after graduating from university, I returned to my hometown and wanted to do something in my hometown."

The young man scratched his head and seemed a little ashamed and lonely when he said this.

Gongtong heard it, and asked with some interest: "What are you doing now?"

"Not yet. I haven't been able to find my way since I came back."

"After a while, I also plan to go out to work."

"What did you study in college?"

"Graduated from JDZ Porcelain School and learned how to make pottery."

After questioning and answering, the direction of Gongtong's question became deeper and narrower. I don't know what came to mind, her expression became serious, and her tone became a little more serious.

Young He Biao answered honestly.

"I don't know, can I have the honor to sit at your house?"

After a general understanding, Gongtong turned to ask.

A village should not only have its shape, but also its spirit.

So what is the village god?

Gongtong thinks it is his traditional cultural form, customs, skills, etc. on the non-material level.
He has been looking for these days, hoping to find the 'god' of the Buyi village.

Weaving, wine making, cloth art opera, these are the first three he found.

Now, Davidia David thinks that he may have discovered the fourth kind of 'god', the clay pottery making technique of the Buyi people.

He Biao didn't know why this well-known designer was so interested in such an unattractive college student, so he didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly agreed.

On the way to He Biao's house, Gongtong called Zuo Chao and asked him to come with him and ask him about something.

The house of He Biao's family is a traditional stilted building, with layers of sloping roofs following the undulating mountains, which has a special flavor.

"Designer Bai, please come in."

Opening the door, she made a gesture of invitation to Gongtong, but she didn't expect that Gongtong had no intention of entering the door at all, but stood outside the door and walked around, looking around.

Davidia Davidson's expression was very focused, and after watching for a while, she began to circle around the outside of the house.

"What's that over there?"

Pointing to an area on the side of the house, Gongtong asked.

"That's an abandoned digester."

Nodding to show understanding, I was thinking about it.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

At this time, Zuo Chao, a big man with a square face and dark skin, trotted over.

He is very strong, standing in front of people can instantly block a large area of ​​sunlight.

"Zuo Chao, do you know anything about this pottery kiln?"

Zuo Chao's family was born as a craftsman and has a high level of attainment in these old crafts.

"Understood a little bit, boss, what do you want to ask?"

The voice of urn and urn echoed.

"Look at this part of the abandoned digester."

Gongtong pointed to the area on the side of the house and asked, "Can we dig down here and make a clay pottery kiln?"

After the words fell, Gongtong gestured with her hands, and asked one after another:

"The inlet and outlet of the earthen pottery kiln should be the diameter and face each other."

"If this is a feed port, expand it into a chimney."

"This is the discharge port, transform it into a kiln door"

"When closing the kiln door, leave a hole for him to throw firewood"

"Do you think there is a problem with these changes?"

When Zuo Chao heard this, he frowned slightly, and walked a few steps closer, observing while measuring.

The two of them completely entered the state of discussion, ignoring He Biao on one side.

Next to him, He Biao didn't know what Davidia involucrata was going to do at first, but when he saw him gesticulating and asking the black-faced man, he couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he said "clay pottery kiln" from time to time in his mouth. .

His heart was beating suddenly, and his whole body became tense.

He came up with a thought that he thought was a pie in the sky, so he didn't dare to breathe too much, and listened carefully.

"Boss, yes!"

"No problem, you can make a pottery kiln here."

At this time, Zuo Chao also gave the answer.

He Biao couldn't hide his ecstasy when he heard the answer, and looked carefully at Davidia involucrata.

"Well, then I see."

"Do you still have the skill of making clay pottery kilns?"

"Yes, boss, don't worry!"

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, go to rest."

After a few conversations, Gong Tong found a rock and sat halfway, then took out the notebook and pen.

Turning to a blank page, I began to sketch while looking at the house in front of me.

Banxia quietly stood behind Davidia involucrata, and He Biao also walked over nervously, his footsteps were lighter than that of a cat.

He Biao recognized the content of Gongtong's painting at a glance, it was his house.

But follow, it's different.

The strokes of Davidia involucrata slid gently, and an extension appeared on the side of his house. The extension is still a sloping roof, but this new sloping roof not only does not appear abrupt, but makes the whole old house appear strange. dynamic sense.

A chimney protrudes from the top of the extended part, and under the top of the slope are exposed traditional beam-column components.

Below is the earthen pottery kiln exposed!
When one page is finished, turn to the other side.

Davidia involucrata began to sketch the specific floor plan of the clay pottery kiln.
"Designer Bai, this is you."

He Biao asked with a trembling voice.

"He Biao, do you have any plans to start a business?"

As soon as Davidia involucrata's clear voice sounded, He Biao felt as if he was electrocuted. He knew that he was really hit on the head by the pie from the sky, so he nodded his head desperately.

Davidia involucrata plans to incorporate this earthen pottery kiln into the overall planning system of the village, which is an indispensable part.

In the future, the pottery of the Buyi nationality will be made here, so that tourists can experience it, sell it in Xinzhai, and sell it on the Internet.
Ban Xia watched quietly, did not speak, but smiled, even she could feel the joy in the heart of the young man beside her.

(End of this chapter)