A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot Chapter 246

Chapter 246 Bamboo calligraphy and painting

Under the warm hospitality of the vice president, Li Yi and the others didn't leave until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Through the vice president, Li Yi ordered dozens of dark-striped puffer fish as ingredients for the next program.

Originally, Li Yi planned to rush to Taizhou tonight.

But it was already too late. After communicating with the program group, everyone decided to rest in Yangzhong for one night and set off early tomorrow morning.

Yangzhong is not big, so the hotels are relatively concentrated.

After the program team booked the hotel, the group got into the car and rushed towards the hotel.

The hotel is located on Cuizhu South Road, named Wenhuayuan. It is a newly opened hotel for a few years.

After arriving at the hotel, the staff took everyone's ID card to check in.

Taking advantage of the time when the room was opened, Li Yi visited the hotel lobby.

The decoration of this hotel is very stylish and has a traditional charm. The overall design obviously borrows the characteristics of traditional bamboo houses. The style is elegant and elegant, with a combination of ancient and modern beauty.

But what attracted Li Yi was not the decoration of the hotel, but the few bamboo paintings hanging on the wall in the hotel.

Those are several calligraphy works and landscape paintings woven with bamboo silk, and the craftsmanship is quite exquisite.

Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai were also waiting for the staff to check in. Seeing Li Yi admiring the paintings, they also followed.

Looking at the teeny lowercase script in the photo frame, Zhao Jinmai read curiously: "In the ninth year of Yonghe, at the age of Kuichou, at the beginning of late spring, the meeting will be held at the Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji. Isn't this the preface to the Lanting Collection?"

Liu Yifei looked at the photo frame and asked curiously, "Is there anything special about this word?"

"It's not that the characters are special, it's that the paper is special."

Li Yi pointed to the space next to the text, and explained: "This is made of bamboo silk."

"ah?"

Zhao Jinmai was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly moved closer, looked carefully, and found that the seemingly white and flawless paper was actually woven from bamboo threads.

"Really!"

She exclaimed: "It's so dense! I didn't see it just now."

Liu Yifei also took a closer look and noticed the fineness of the bamboo paper. She was surprised and exclaimed: "Such a thin bamboo thread? How did you do it?"

"Should it be a machine?"

Zhao Jinmai said casually: "It's like a loom, weaving layer by layer."

"Where is there a machine for weaving bamboo?"

Li Yi said with a smile: "The machine is indeed very powerful, but it is difficult to replace some jobs with machines, just like bamboo weaving, the limitation of raw materials is a big problem.

The loom needs a very long and uniform thread to weave, but bamboo silk is a pure natural material. A piece of bamboo is at most ten meters long, and there is no way to weave it. "

Zhao Jinmai thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Machine can still be replaced. I have a classmate who studies mechanical design. He said that machines can do everything that humans can do, even better than humans, but it's not worth it." It's worth designing machines to do it."

Li Yi nodded: "That's true, but it involves cost issues, the cost of mechanical design is very high, and the cost of developing a material similar to that of bamboo silk is even higher.

People can improve independently through learning and generate creativity. Bamboo filaments can be found everywhere, and can be used flexibly, increased or decreased. These are difficult to do with machines, and even if they can be done, the cost will be unimaginably high. "

Hearing what he said, Liu Yifei nodded in agreement: "Creativity is the only advantage that humans have over machines."

Zhao Jinmai shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Anyway, I think AI will replace humans sooner or later."

"We probably won't see that day."

Li Yi smiled and said: "But in order to be replaced by AI later, we'd better use more creativity."

Listening to their conversation, Liu Yifei smiled and said, "We can talk about AI from bamboo weaving, there is no one else."

While speaking, the staff had already completed the check-in procedures for them and sent over their ID cards and room cards.

Li Yi took the room card and told the staff: "Please call the hotel manager over, I'll ask something."

Soon, the hotel manager came up to him and asked politely, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Li Yi pointed to the bamboo paintings on the wall and asked, "Where did you buy these bamboo weaving works?"

The hotel manager glanced at the bamboo painting and explained with a smile: "This is the work of Mr. Geng Yuexin. He is the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of our bamboo weaving in Yangzhong. Our boss likes his works very much, so he collected a few pieces and put them in the In the hotel."

As she spoke, she pointed to several works on the wall and introduced them one by one: "This preface to the Lanting Collection was collected by our boss at a cost of 150,000 yuan, this picture of Lushan Mountain cost 600,000 yuan, and that picture of outing in spring is 400000."

Listening to her introduction, Zhao Jinmai couldn't help but widen his eyes: "These pictures are almost a million?"

"Not expensive."

The hotel manager said with a smile: "These are just a few small-scale works. Our boss said that Mr. Geng still has some masterpieces in his hands, and even he can't afford them."

"Oh my god!"

Zhao Jinmai was stunned: "Are these bamboo weaving paintings so expensive? It shouldn't be that difficult, right?"

"Very difficult."

Li Yi spoke. He pointed to the characters on the bamboo paintings and the ink marks of the landscape brush, and asked, "How do you think these bamboo paintings and calligraphy are made?"

Zhao Jinmai was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Isn't it just weaving bamboo paper and then painting on it? Even if the bamboo thread is a little thinner, it's not that difficult to weave, right?"

Li Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "If it's like what you say, then this bamboo painting won't be able to sell for such a high price."

As he spoke, he tapped the blank space of the bamboo paper and explained: "Bamboo paper made of such fine bamboo threads already has a certain degree of hydrophobicity and oil repellency, even if you splash water on it, it may not get wet. "

"No way?"

Zhao Jinmai was not convinced: "There are gaps between the bamboo threads!"

Just as Li Yi wanted to speak, Liu Yifei at the side said, "Is it because of the tension in the water?"

"Exactly."

Li Yi smiled and nodded: "Even if it is a filter, as long as the mesh is high enough, it can guarantee that no water will leak, let alone such a thin bamboo silk paper?

If you want to separate such fine bamboo strands, you must use cooked bamboo, which must be roasted to dry the moisture in the green bamboo.

After the moisture in the bamboo shreds is dried, it will form a film on the surface, which cannot be retained when water is splashed on it, and the same is true for ink.

So, you just said that it is impossible to weave bamboo paper first, and then write and paint on it, because the ink cannot be retained, and the ink will fall off after a long time, so it is difficult to preserve for a long time. "

Zhao Jinmai seemed to understand, but then asked in confusion: "Then how are these calligraphy and paintings made?"

Li Yi looked at the bamboo calligraphy and painting in the photo frame, and explained softly: "It is made by dyeing part of the bamboo silk first, and then weaving it through specific techniques, bit by bit."

"ah?"

Zhao Jinmai was taken aback: "It's made up? Is it true or not? I thought some special ink was used."

"There is no special ink, it is pure craftsmanship."

Li Yi smiled and said: "Calligraphy and paintings made of this kind of dyed bamboo silk can be preserved for at least a hundred years as long as they can be protected from moisture."

(end of this chapter)

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