Chapter 388: Fighting Paper (1)

Bai Tang's spirit was shocked, and he got up: "Cousin? ”

Pingjiang looked at the two beauties with a smile, and in terms of enjoyment, Bai Tang was the best. After he sat down, he handed him a stack of papers: "You don't have to get up, just lie down and watch." ”

Bai Tang called Yuxue for tea, and looked at the papers with a sneering face: "Huh! His expression shook slightly, and he couldn't help but sit up straight. These paintings, but the size of the palm, are all Dongying's genre paintings. The familiar scenery of Mt. Fuji, the soft posture of Japanese folk women, and all kinds of hideous ghosts are all brightly colored and finely drawn. The lines of the wood are faintly visible in the paint - "floating, floating, ukiyo-e?!" ”

Bai Tang was dumbfounded.

This seems to be three hundred years before the appearance of ukiyo-e, right?!

After thinking about it, the Ming Dynasty's arch flowers were combined into one Jiazi in advance, so it is reasonable that Japan's ukiyo-e appeared in advance!

"E-e?" Pingjiang couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Is this the name of Dongying's prints?" Did you already know that Dongying also has prints? ”

Bai Tang swallowed his saliva, retracted his shock, and asked, "Tell me first, when did this kind of painting appear?" ”

Pingjiang looked at him suspiciously: "I didn't find it before." It was brought back by a ship that had recently returned from Toei. There are not many of them, and the quality of the works is uneven. The ones I bought were the best in terms of knife work and engraving. ”

At first, Pingjiang also thought that these paintings were the work of Dongying people. Because the paintings are all folk and the painting skills are ordinary, Pingjiang guesses that the author should be painted by a folk craftsman. If you look closely, you will immediately notice that the surface of these paintings has the texture of wood! Only then did I realize that the skill of color version had been transmitted to Dongying! And they quickly developed their own characteristic folk customs paintings!

"How did they learn?" Pingjiang was puzzled.

Bai Tang muttered: "This method is not hidden among our peers, so it is not strange for Dongying to learn it secretly, or if there are craftsmen who are left behind, it is not strange to spread it." ”

Pingjiang nodded: "Yes." After a pause, "Why do you call it ukiyo-e?" ”

Bai Tang licked his back molars: "This ...... This style of painting has been around for a long time. Last time, Mr. Dongying's special envoy girlfriend mentioned it to me. The reason for this name is that it is called ukiyo-e because it paints all glimpses of ukiyo-e. ”

"Oh." Pingjiang has gained a lot, "Our prints are too elegant. These ukiyo-e prints have some meaning of elegance and vulgar appreciation! ”

"Exactly!" Bai Tang looked at Pingjiang thoughtfully, smiled and asked, "What did my cousin think of?" ”

Pingjiang hesitated and said, "If you print some custom paintings and use them on various daily paper of the people, it will be chic." ”

For example, restaurants, pharmacies, cloth shops, and so on. It's just that this business has small profits and quick turnover, and Lian Shixuan really doesn't like it too much. Pingjiang also only thought about it, and then left it behind.

After Pingjiang said goodbye, Bai Tang's eyes flashed at a picture of cherry blossom ladies: "The faces of these women are still in the style of Daming!" ”

He looked out the window and saw that there were more and more foreigners on the street recently.

Faintly, Bai Tang has a strong premonition: Langfang Fourth Street, which has been peaceful for a long time, is going to have a big move!

A few days later, Bai Tang arrived at Songzhu Zhai early in the morning, and not long after the door opened, a man dressed in Dongying clothing respectfully stepped into the door of Songzhu Zhai with a roll of white paper.

Quan Hong is experienced, and when he saw this person's posture, he knew that he was not here to buy something, so he personally stepped forward: "This guest, what advice do you have?" ”

The man's polite hands presented the roll of paper and said, "Please also ask the shopkeeper of your shop to give advice." ”

Quan Hong resisted the urge to roll his eyes: I'm really here to smash the field!

But after he took the paper handed by the other party, he was still taken aback: "This is - paper?" Or Aya? ”

The widow smiled and said nothing, his eyebrows were slightly smug, and he only looked upstairs. Signaling that Quan Hong can send it to Bai Tang for a look.

Quan Hong held his breath and walked upstairs quickly: "The owner! The Japanese are here to smash the field! ”

Wolver? Bai Tang frowned. Recently, Dongying's sense of existence has been very strong!

He looked at the paper in Quan Hong's hand, only glanced at it twice, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "And paper? ”

"Owner! This Japanese paper wasn't so good before! Quan Hong was surprised, "This roll of paper, I think it's thinner than our Daming paper!" ”

The Japanese do have some talent in papermaking.

The white begonia unfolds the paper, and sure enough, the jade white is lovely, and the surface is silver like the pattern of bamboo leaves. The transparent one can almost reveal the human figure. And it is not easy to tear, and it is quite strong. The pen is also extremely smooth, no worse than the jade button paper of the practitioner!

Quan Hong sighed: "It turned out to be a paper made by a widow!" ”

Bai Tang said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that the process is more refined when making paper." ”

"Boss, then how do I send him?"

Bai Tang whispered a few words in his ear, and Quan Hong nodded and went downstairs.

"This gentleman from Dongying." Quan Hong smiled, "Our host said, please come back in 20 days!" ”

The Japanese were slightly surprised: "Twenty days, is it enough?" ”

Quan Hong nodded: "Enough!" ”

The Japanese people didn't say much, and they gave their hands and said goodbye!

After he left, the colleagues in the fourth street of Langfang immediately gathered in Songzhuzhai.

"Fighting paper? The Japanese people want to fight with us?! ”

In the eyes of everyone, there is a clear distinction between friend and foe! The trouble for the Japanese people to find Songzhuzhai is to find the trouble of the entire Ming engraving industry! Everyone hated the same enemy, and it was difficult to hide their indignation.

"They're too ignorant of the sky!"

However, when they saw the washi paper sent by the Japanese people, they were silent for a while.

This paper is so cute! I can't put it down! couldn't help but worry about Bai Tang again: "This, it's a bit troublesome!" ”

"Nothing." Bai Tang smiled and said, "In ten days, I will teach you to see my ability to practice the bottom of the box!" ”

Everyone was horrified: the veteran still has the ability to press the bottom of the box?!

When these words reached Lian Shixuan's ears, he couldn't laugh! Pointing at Bai Tang and said: "It's obviously your ability, what does it have to do with me!" ”

With his sleeves rolled up, Bai Tang urged the workshop workers to process a pot of bark from the Korean tree, which is the material used for Korean paper. Soaking, beating, and soaking again – over and over again, more demanding than making Korean paper, until the fibers of the bark are completely broken and no dross is left, filtered over and over again, and finally the paper paddle is as delicate as milk. This step will take 15 or 6 days!

"Grandfather, you are the tiger skin banner I pulled!" Bai Tang smiled, "Without you, I wouldn't dare to be so swaggering!" ”

"I'm old, I can still be of this use, I'm satisfied!" Old Man Lian asked with a smile, "This paper, are you going to make it thinner than washi paper?" ”

"yes!" Bai Tang responded, "The process of paper is similar to that of rice paper. There's nothing difficult about it, it's just the ultimate finesse. ”

Little Japan has this kind of ability, and can do ordinary things to the extreme!

It's also admirable.