Chapter 350: Rotten Man
The Cultural Palace of Huizhou generally hosts all kinds of literary and artistic activities. Such as calligraphy pen meeting, painting salon, etc., this Huizhou ink exchange meeting is even more involved in the hearts of many Huizhou cultural celebrities.
In recent years, traditional skills have been protected, but looking at the ancient skills that are slowly disappearing, it is far from enough to rely on the intangible cultural heritage alone, so that these skills can be brought to life and artistic value is the source of saving them. Cao Gongsu's return is undoubtedly a boost to Huimo.
However, some people are happy, some people are not optimistic, in short, in any case, the inheritance of Huimo is indeed broken. Zhong Yue walked through the old ink factory yesterday, in addition to the coloring and gold painting in the shade room behind the young people, the most test of the ink in the cigarette lighting, the ink room of the materials, are all over 50 years old, represented by Lao Hu. Zhong Yue has done all these jobs, not to mention the hard work, but also to test people's endurance.
People grind ink, ink grinds people.
"Mr. Zhong, this is Mr. Xu Qixu, a celebrity of Huizhou ink making, who I invited to help. ”
"Hello Mr. Zhong. ”
Zhong Yue looked the well-dressed Teacher Xu up and down, and saw that the hand that stretched out was even more delicate and white than the young man's hand, and he was not an inkmaker. Only Zhong Yue made ink in the system, and these hands were not scorched by oil smoke, Zhong Yue had only been working for a month, and these hands would never be clean, black, yellow, black and yellow. And this self-proclaimed master of ink making is a fake master who does not touch the spring water with his hands.
"Hello, Master Xu. Zhong Yue shook hands with this Master Xu Qixu, "How many years have you been making ink?"
"I won't tell you the truth, our ancestors were ink-making, and our ancestor Xu Doushan was the ink products used by the emperor at the beginning, and the recipes and techniques were passed down from generation to generation, and now they are in my hands. ”
Xu Qi said it with a straight face, as if he was showing off himself, but in Zhong Yue's opinion, no matter how good he was, he was still a showman.
"Then you haven't said yet, how many years have you been making ink?"
"This, four...... It's been more than 40 years. This time, Manager Li came to me and said that your company was hiring an expert in ancient Huimo, and wanted to invite me out of the mountain. ”
"That's ......"
Xu Qi smiled slightly, "Yes." ”
"How can I be, how dare I bother Master Xu to go out of the mountain because of these trivial things? Since Master Xu, you have already collected the mountain, then I will not bother you, and I can only bring one person in this admission ticket, except for Manager Li, then it is gone. ”
"Huh?"
"Goodbye, goodbye, visit another day. Zhong Yue said, and pulled Li Qiancheng, who looked confused, into the Cultural Palace.
Xu Qi, who originally thought that he was nine out of ten, didn't expect to end up in such a field, so he was instantly stunned, standing outside the Cultural Palace, and muttered to himself: "This is ...... What do you mean? Too much force?"
Li Qiancheng was brought into the venue by Zhong Yue, and he was also confused, "Mr. Zhong, what are you bringing me in for, I won't make anything." Li Qiancheng was so anxious that he even brought out the dialect.
Zhong Yue said: "You don't know, do you think that liar understands?"
"He's a liar? I interviewed him before and saw his information and what he said, and he was all right. ”
Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "A person who has been making ink for forty years, you said that his hands are so clean that he doesn't even have calluses, do you think he is making ink with his feet?"
“……”
Li Qiancheng looked at Zhong Yue embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Zhong, I'm really embarrassed, after all, I ......"
"Can't blame you. After all, you don't understand the craft of ink making, you are engaged in sales and contact with ink factories, so it is normal to be deceived. ”
"It's me who doesn't do it well. ”
Zhong Yue smiled: "I don't blame you, let's go in." ”
"Yes...... Mr. Zhong, neither of you and I know how to make ink, don't you go in and don't look foreign?"
"It's okay, let's go inside. ”
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There was elegant classical music in the exhibition hall, and Zhong Yue couldn't help but smile when he looked at the figures in straight suits at this exchange meeting.
Where is this Huimo inheritance cultural exchange meeting, it is simply in the name of Huimo, the business activities initiated, the people here, are not qualified to represent Huimo, nor are they qualified to organize such activities, Zhong Yue originally thought that at least some of the Huimo craftsmen who were engaged in the front line came over, but looking around, no one came, and the masters of the old ink factory also did not come to anyone.
Li Qiancheng looked at the old man next to Cao Xilan, wearing a suit, who was talking to Cao Xilan flatteringly, and said sideways: "Mr. Zhong, that person is Huang Kang." ”
Zhong Yue nodded, turned his gaze to the ink products displayed on the battle platform, and couldn't help laughing, could this Huimo change his surname to Cao, how can it be a product of this Cao Gongsu, as if Cao Gongsu is the representative of Huimo.
"Mr. Zhong, Manager Li. Huang Chang Changchun walked over proudly and smiled at Zhong Yue.
"Director Huang. ”
Huang Kang put one hand in his trouser pocket and said, "Yesterday, I heard from the security guard in the communication room, Mr. Zhong, you came to me, why didn't you meet?"
"Director Huang is busy with official business, I just go into the factory and go around, I don't dare to disturb you. ”
Director Huang smiled: "Mr. Zhong is really joking. I mentioned this to Manager Li several times, and I wanted to meet with Mr. Zhong, but I was rejected, which is really a pity. ”
Zhong Yue smiled, and when he saw Cao Xilan coming over, he said, "How can Director Liu retire so well?"
Cao Xilan smiled playfully: "Director Liu is old, and his thoughts can't keep up with the trend, so he retreated, what's the matter, Mr. Zhong has an opinion?"
Zhong Yue didn't speak, and Li Qiancheng on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Mr. Cao, our Mr. Zhong just cares about Director Liu, what do you mean by this?"
"Ladies and gentlemen, please sit down in order according to the seating order in the invitation letter, and there will be a short opening ceremony for our Huimo cultural heritage exchange meeting. ”
Cao Xilan said with a smile: "Mr. Zhong, I heard that your lacquer products, raw materials are collected from all over the country at a high price, and then transported to the old ink factory. ”
"You Cao Gongsu, don't you also call yourself Huimo?"
"Hehe, we have the capital, what about you?"
Zhong Yue looked at Cao Xilan's somewhat provocative eyes, "I'm from Huizhou." ”
"Haha, interesting. If I move my household registration to Jingbei to make roast duck, can it also be called Jingbei roast duck?"
Cao Xilan and Huang Kang left with a smile.
Li Qiancheng's face was ugly, and he said, "The villain has a will." ”
Zhong Yue patted Li Qiancheng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go and sit too." ”
"Mr. Zhong, are you still staying here?" Li Qiancheng really wanted to say, don't be humiliated here.
Zhong Yue said nonchalantly: "Yes, how else do you know what kind of fart these rotten people can release?"