592 Purdue sentient beings

The statue is more than a meter high, placed on a platform, and the line of sight is only slightly lower than that of Xu Wen. Xu Wen stood a little farther away, staring at Guanyin, as if looking at him.

He didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a while before he exhaled lightly and said calmly, "No." ”

Assembly line production can only produce assembly line products, strict control of processes and processes, can make high-quality products, but such a top product with both mind and soul must only rely on master craftsmen - no, the artist is handmade, and the full division method, that is, the assembly line is absolutely impossible.

"In other words, this total division is to use the time and talent of promising young people to make a large number of mediocre products that are not in the climate?"

Chu Qiushi looked very honest and wooden, but at this moment, he asked step by step, his thinking was very clear, and his words were extremely sharp.

From a certain point of view, that's fine. Xu Wen thought for a moment and nodded.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and Lian Linlin, who was sitting behind him, was clenching his fists on his knees, and his face was full of melancholy.

Chu Qiushi's conclusion was harsh and sharp, but Xu Wen actually agreed! Isn't this throwing himself into the most disadvantageous position?

Chu Qiushi was also a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and paused before saying, "Then what is the need for your total division method?

"Of course not. Xu Wen raised his eyebrows and flatly denied it.

His denial was not surprising, Chu Qiushi was not angry, he also raised his eyebrows, and said solemnly: "I want to hear about it." ”

At the same time, the other master craftsmen were also looking at Xu Wen, their expressions solemn, all waiting for his explanation.

However, Xu Wen did not speak immediately, he was still looking at the statue, and Guanyin's gentleness and compassion were also reflected in his clear eyes, and after a moment of ripples, it became clear and stable again.

"The art can be touching, I want to ask Master Chu, what can you see from this Guanyin statue?" After a while, Xu Wen slowly opened his mouth and asked Chu Qiushi a question.

Chu Qiushi didn't expect this question at all, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Guanyin statue again.

"Loving, compassionate, the world is in mind, and all living beings are universal. Chu Qiushi saluted the statue of Guanyin and truthfully said his heart.

"All beings. Truly. Xu Wen nodded, and asked again, "Then Master Chu thinks, how should sentient beings be purified?"

This question is so amazing that Chu Qiushi didn't know how to respond for a while. After a while, he laughed: "If you are not an immortal, who can purify all sentient beings?

"This time, in order to serve, I went from Jiangnan to Ximo, and I saw a lot of things along the way. Xu Wen didn't answer directly, but instead talked about another thing.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" asked Mingshan.

Of course there is, Mingshan will prepare it for him immediately. The statue was moved to the side, and a piece of rice paper was spread out on the stone platform, and the wolf's pen was dipped in ink and hung on the paper.

Xu Wen was actually more accustomed to painting with charcoal, and most of the craftsmen of this era also painted schematic drawings on wooden boards or walls. But now that he picks up the pen, he doesn't have anything particularly uncomfortable.

"In Jiangnan, the garden of the official residence is like this, the ordinary house is like this, and most of the houses of the rural farmers are like this. Xu Wen didn't think twice, he drew while talking, and the pen was very fast. Obviously, I use a brush, but the lines are precise and thick, and they are no different from charcoal drawings.

This is not something that ordinary people can do, which means that Xu Wen's control over his limbs and tools is terrifyingly stable, and this alone is not inferior to their decades of accumulation.

But after all, everyone present can do this, so everyone pays more attention to the content of his paintings.

Soon, he painted scene after scene, mainly houses.

He had carefully observed them, remembered them very clearly, and portrayed them accurately.

"You painting...... This angle ......" Liu Wange was suddenly moved and asked out loud.

Xu Wen is not drawing drawings. In the case of drawings, he had to draw them in detail, but now he always looks down at 45 degrees to show the whole picture of the house as much as possible.

He draws quickly, and the lines can't be complicated, of course, but it can be seen that each of his lines is just right, and it is essential to outline the overall form of the house.

The most important thing is that this kind of painting method requires excellent perspective and three-dimensional skills, which is very rare in this era, and Liu Wange can see the ingenuity at a glance.

However, Xu Wen didn't look up, and Liu Wange didn't ask again, the most important thing now is not this.

Xu Wen quickly finished painting all the common buildings in the south of the Yangtze River, Wu is prosperous, and no matter how bad the house is, it will not be sheltered from the wind and rain, but to be honest, it can only shelter from the wind and rain.

"Then we hit the road, heading west, mostly in the wilderness, but occasionally passing through rural cities and seeing local houses. ”

Xu Wen changed the paper and continued to draw.

No one around said anything, but their expressions gradually became solemn.

Everyone actually knows about this, but when Xu Wen actually presents it, it is still very shocking.

Leaving Jiangnan, the houses immediately began to become old and dilapidated, and the houses in many places barely had a roof, and they were surrounded by stones indiscriminately, not to mention the beauty, and it was impossible to imagine how they would spend the rain or winter.

This kind of house can't talk about style at all, and it can't even achieve the most basic functions.

Since Wulian Mountain, the cave has become the main residence of the local people, but even the cave has good and bad, most people live in a cave in fact, the door is hung with a straw curtain, there is no light in the house, the humidity overflows, bringing all kinds of diseases.

Of course, this disease is nothing to the locals, they simply do not live long, and thirty or forty years old is already the end of their life.

During this time, Xu Wen did not speak, but was just painting.

But these words are like silent statements, bringing the masters to think of the places they have experienced or seen, and to think of those lives.

No, it's not about life at all, it's just about living.

Although the status of craftsmen has improved slightly in recent years, the craftsmen of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been at the bottom of society for a long time. Who hasn't endured hardships before becoming famous? Even after becoming famous, who hasn't eaten grass and swallowed chaff, or lived in a leaky grass house?

For a while, everyone thought of a lot of things, and their hearts were mixed. None of them are stupid to get to where they are now. More and more people understood the meaning of Xu Wen, and the cave was quiet, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Xu Wen's pen did not stop, he changed the paper again, and did not draw houses again, this time he drew people.

is not clothed, food is not enough, even if he is alive, he is just barely holding on to his breath.

"It's ...... "At this time, someone spoke, and the voice was very soft. It was Li Quan, who knew some of Xu Wen's experience, and guessed.

"The clothes are not like them, but they are like those craftsmen who go to work in public service. Another person next to Li Quan objected, and his voice was also very soft.

"Our farmers there are similar to that. Someone else objected softly, with a wry smile.

They looked at Xu Wen again, as if they were seeing him for the first time, their expressions extremely serious and serious.

They understood what he meant.