Chapter 162: People go to the end of their arts, and people die and sing songs
Chapter 162 People go to the arts, and people die and sing
Wang Yao raised his hands like a scarecrow, and when the sleeves of his shirt were on his arm, his arm trembled unconsciously, and he smashed his eyes in surprise, this dress is really heavy, and there are more than ten catties by eye. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Sure enough, it's real money, Wang Yao sighed.
After the whole dress was put on, Wang Yao felt that the whole person was sublimated, and there was a kind of invincible fact, and his chin was unconsciously too high, for fear that he would not be worthy of this golden jade dress.
"Wonderful. Mr. Qigong looked at Wang Yao and exclaimed.
"That's good. A smile also appeared on Shen Lao's face.
"It's good anywhere, it's just too exaggerated. The embroidery girl's eyes fluttered, and she chuckled, "I feel that if I put it on, I can live directly in the Forbidden City, and no one will stop me." β
"Wow, that's beautiful. Shen Huixin Xizi held her heart, and looked at Wang Yao with a nymphomaniac, the dress on her upper body was even more beautiful than she imagined.
Wang Yao flicked his sleeves, and he felt a burst of golden light dazzling, and the clothes on his body seemed to make a crisp sound of gold silk and jade colliding, so frightened that his body froze and didn't dare to move.
"This dress is too exaggerated. The embroiderer admired it for a while and shook her head.
"It's wonderful, but it's flashy. Shen Lao also smiled: "But it's really beautiful." β
Shen Huixin turned around and glanced at the two of them dissatisfied, and looked at Wang Yao with anticipation, "What do you think?"
"It's heavy. Wang Yao pursed his lips, "And I feel that it is not very convenient to put it on, so I dare not move." β
"How is it possible, I control the weight of a little more than the total amount of gold wire. Shen Huixin frowned and tugged at her sleeve.
What he meant was that so much gold was worn on him, and there was a lot of pressure. Mr. Qigong smiled, "Don't talk about him, if you change to anyone, it will be stressful to wear this dress." β
"But it's really beautiful. Shen Huixin's eyes were full of little stars, "It would be better if you had a shawl and long hair." β
The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, "Miss Shen, why don't you take it off." β
"Don't worry, I don't want your money, take two steps. Shen Huixin said with a smile.
Wang Yao hesitated, raised his leg and took two steps forward, and the sound of Lingling on his body became more and more obvious, so frightened that he hurriedly listened.
"What a moving sound. Shen Huixin exclaimed excitedly, "Did you hear that?"
"It's good, but it's stressful. Xiuniang pinched her chin and smiled, "Don't be such a prince, everyone is going to sweat." β
Wang Yao smiled gratefully at the embroiderer.
Shen Huixin pouted, "You wait a minute." β
Saying that, Shen Huixin ran to the third floor, and after a while, she came down with a camera and a sword, handed the sword to Wang Yao, and hung a small seal on Wang Yao's jeans.
"Hold a sword drawing position. Shen Huixin held a point-and-shoot camera at Wang Yao and said.
Wang Yao weighed the sword in his hand, and with a slight wave, the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath sounded, as well as the huge shutter sound of the camera.
The sword in his hand feels very good, much more textured than the fake sword of the troupe, Wang Yao danced two sword flowers and smiled.
At this time, Wang Yao was really like an emperor who had traveled back from ancient times, luxurious, noble and with a hint of invincible arrogance, and countless inspirations flashed in her mind when she looked at Wang Yao.
"The dragon and the tiger are walking, quite like an emperor. Shen Lao looked at Wang Yao, who was cooperating with Shen Huixin, and exclaimed.
"There is no room for emptiness, no domineering. Mr. Qigong smiled, "I really didn't realize that this child's skin has grown so well, and the kind of Confucianism on his body is also deep-rooted." β
"When the gentleman accepted him, he took a fancy to this Confucianism. Shen Lao said with a smile.
"That's when you didn't see him rampant, like a black tiger as tough, but after all, he was strong on the outside and soft on the inside. Mr. Qigong smiled, "This dress is worn on him, and it gives me the impression that the ancient King of Chuxiang, Xinling Jun, Lanling King, and the queen Li Yu are not like emperors. β
"Maybe it's because of Maungbi Pan'an. Shen Lao smiled, "And the appearance is soft, without edges and corners." β
"But your granddaughter has the world in mind, and the design of this dress is really domineering. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.
"It's like a tomboy. Shen Lao smiled, and there was a smugness between his eyebrows.
"The Shen family has a successor. Mr. Qi Gong smiled.
Wang Yao was tossed by Shen Huixin for more than half an hour, and finally took it off, the 'heavy as a thousand catties' treasure clothes, this thing really looks good, if you really wear it on your body, the pressure is really not ordinary.
Wang Yao, who changed back into his original clothes, felt relaxed, and even breathed a lot easier.
"This sword is good. Wang Yao put the sword on the table and smiled.
"Of course, this is Shang Fang's sword. Shen Huixin folded her clothes seriously.
"Really?" Wang Yao looked at the inscription on the sword with curiosity.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, it's just an old sword that is some years old. Xiuniang smiled and said, "How can there be any Shang Fang sword." β
Wang Yao smiled and played with the seal on his hand, "This seal." β
"It's also modern. The embroiderer smiled, "This girl likes to put away a bunch of accessories, thinking that she can match them when making clothes." β
"This dress, there is no need to match it at all, any treasure will be covered with light. Wang Yao said with a smile.
"It's a pity, it's too dazzling. Shen Huixin pursed her lips and glanced at Wang Yao, "I'll make clothes for you in the future." β
Wang Yao was shocked in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Is it expensive?"
The embroidery girl was stunned, pursed her lips and chuckled.
Shen Huixin rolled her eyes, Wang Yao: "Look at your little interest, money is not rich, how vulgar it is." β
"Just don't want money. Wang Yao let out a sigh of relief.
"You!" Shen Huixin's tone was sluggish, "It's not that you don't want money, it's that you want a material fee, or you can send it over yourself and give a handmade money." β
"Is it expensive?" Wang Yao blinked.
"It's a little more expensive than the ones outside. Shen Huixin replied casually, and then glared at Wang Yao in shame, "The Shen family passed on to you to make clothes, can you not keep mentioning money, do you know how many people outside begged me to do it!"
"The main thing is that I have enough clothes to wear. Wang Yao muttered in a low voice.
"How can there be enough clothes to wear. Shen Huixin said with a smile: "I have to change my clothes for the twenty-four solar terms a year." β
Wang Yao's eyes widened and he looked at Shen Huixin in horror: "It turns out that you are a forced salesman." β
"You're just selling!" Shen Huixin puffed up her eyes and Wang Yao said, "Do you want to?"
"I think about it. Wang Yao smiled and arched his hand, turned his head and walked towards Shen Lao's side.
"This poor sour!" Shen Huixin pouted in displeasure, "Bai has a good skin." β
"How?" The embroidery girl asked in a low voice.
"Good, good thief. Shen Huixin's eyes lit up, and her two little hands gestured, "The proportion is simply amazing!"
"Write it down later. The embroiderer chuckled.
"The clothes fit you perfectly. Shen Lao said with a smile when he saw Wang Yao coming back.
"The clothes are so beautiful, and the Shen family's craftsmanship is really amazing. Wang Yao exclaimed, "Are there many heirs of the Shen family?"
"Not much, now there are more than 30 people in the country, and the fourth generation has not been counted, but there are only 30 people on the register. Shen Lao took a sip of tea, "What's wrong?"
"The last time I wore the clothes you gave me, I was interested in this thing. Wang Yao smiled, "I wondered, can I trouble you to help with the costumes in the future." β
"You want to buy a new business?" Shen Lao raised his eyebrows slightly, "You want to start your own team?"
Wang Yao smiled, "I have this intention, and the new play is matched with new clothes, and it is auspicious." β
"The Shen family's expenses are not low. Shen Lao smiled, "In the early years, Mr. Mei had a phoenix robe, which we embroidered, and it took thousands of oceans at that time. β
Wang Yao gasped and swallowed, "How much is that converted to now?"
"Get hundreds of thousands. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.
The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head to drink tea.
Shen Lao smiled, "But not every piece is so expensive, I'm just telling you that our house may be more expensive than outside." β
"As long as it's not too expensive. Wang Yao smiled, "I think this thing is often used, and the quality is too poor and not very good." β
"In the past, I rented costumes, and only Dajiaoer bought my own clothes, and now the cost of work is much cheaper, but this thing is a consumable after all. Shen Lao said.
"I just want to keep improving, and I have to be worthy of the audience's ticket money. Wang Yao smiled.
Shen Lao nodded, "Cheng, I should answer this matter." β
"Then thank you, Mr. Shen. Wang Yao was overjoyed and pursed his lips, "In addition, has Mr. ever thought about rebuilding Tianxiang Pavilion?"
Shen Lao raised his eyebrows: "Tianxiang Pavilion has always been there." β
"I mean, back in the world. Wang Yao smiled, "It's a pity that the ancestor has such a good craft, and it doesn't let more people know about it." β
Shen Lao smiled, "Child, you are too naΓ―ve to think. β
Wang Yao was stunned.
"As soon as Tianxiang Pavilion comes out, all the show shops in the north and south of the river may appear, but a large number of speculators use machines to fool people in the name of fooling people, and then the signboard will be rotten on the street. Shen Lao smiled.
Wang Yao frowned: "Is it so serious? This signboard can be registered now." β
"It's useless, registration is registration, rights protection is rights protection, and the price of rights protection is too great. Shen Lao smiled, "In the land of China, thousands of century-old signboards dare not reappear in the rivers and lakes, why." It's because as soon as they came out, they were used, and the current businessmen really have no bottom line. β
Wang Yao blinked: "Can't our country imitate the kind of luxury brands abroad? I think their promotion efforts are almost known to the whole people." β
"National brands and luxury brands are two different concepts, you have to figure it out first. Shen Lao smiled, "Otherwise, if you are given a capitalist hat, where are you going to cry?"
Wang Yao smiled and nodded, "It's really difficult." β
"There are no fewer good things in China than in foreign countries, but because the country has just started, all kinds of conditions do not allow it, so it is very difficult to develop, and in order to reduce the risk, everyone is waiting. Shen Lao smiled.
Mr. Qigong nodded, "Ascend and shout, and the mountains respond." β
"However, there are still some that can't survive that time. Wang Yao pondered for a moment and said softly.
Mr. Qi Gong and Mr. Shen looked stunned at the same time and were silent.
"Yes. Mr. Qigong said softly.
"A lot. Shen Lao squinted, "Many of my old friends, in the past ten years, have not survived the winter, there may be more in the future, but this is a powerless thing, the inheritance of China is like this, words and deeds, passing on the torch, people go to the arts, people die and sing." β
Wang Yao nodded silently, squinted his eyes and fell into contemplation, and finally chuckled, "It is in response to that sentence: a family is benevolent, a country is benevolent, a family is benevolent, a country is prosperous, a person is greedy, and a country is in chaos." And so it is. This is said to be a matter of words, and one person determines the country. β