Chapter 100
"This painting! My god! It's too artistic
"I don't understand art, but I can feel that this painting is amazing."
"This is the charm of traditional Chinese painting. It's pleasing to the eye at a glance."
"Ningguan master is too good."
"Now I really doubt that the anchor is here to cultivate immortals."
"It's a bit exaggerated."
Netizens are excited.
The level of this painting is quite high.
At first, the netizen who said that he had studied art for nine years had a whim and cut down the screenshot of Ning Fei's painting and sent it to his teacher.
By the way, the art student asked, "teacher, what do you think of this painting?"
Before long, he received the teacher Zhao Qi's reply: "which master's masterpiece is this? New work? The artistic conception is very high, and the level and depth of the brush and ink are just right. This man is absolutely accomplished in traditional Chinese painting. "
Seeing this reply, the art student was stunned.
You know, his teacher Zhao Qi is a very authoritative expert in traditional Chinese painting. He also has a place in the Chinese painting class. He has real ability. He is definitely not comparable to those "masters" who are dignified.
Zhao Qi's evaluation of Ning Fei is so high?
The art student replied, "teacher, this is a picture by an anchor."
"Anchor? Really? Are you kidding me? " Zhao Qi was surprised.
Of course, Zhao Qi didn't believe it. You know, traditional Chinese painting is not something that can be accomplished in two years.
Traditional Chinese painting focuses on artistic conception, pays attention to freehand brushwork, and has a deep understanding of beauty, rhythm and art.
As Jet Li said, "how can you stop me after 20 years of my fist?"
The same is true of traditional Chinese painting. The more complicated it is, the more difficult it is to show it.
Before long, the art students sent Ning Fei's live video.
Zhao Qi looked at the video, Ning Fei took out the ink, three under five divided by two to draw this picture of white crane landscape, fell into a deep silence.
This man, it seems, is only in his twenties.
Actually, it has reached this level?
Pen strength, strength, posture, are impeccable.
Zhao Qi is proficient in traditional Chinese painting. Naturally, we can see that Ning Fei is a man of real ability.
After that, Zhao Qi specially checked Ning Fei's information. The more he inquired, the more surprised he was at Ning Fei.
"I didn't expect that such an expert was hidden in the mountains." Zhao Qi looked at Ning Fei's painting and liked it more and more. He praised it in his heart.
"If only I had such an apprentice."
"But I'm not qualified to be his teacher at my present level."
After painting and drying, Ning Fei began to stick the oil paper on the skeleton, which was a very delicate work.
At this time, the smell of food came from the front yard.
It was Jiang Xue who started cooking again.
When Ning Fei was alone in the Taoist temple, his meal time was not very regular. If he didn't have many things, it was OK. If he had something on hand, Ning Fei would often forget to eat and sleep, and then go to eat casually after he had finished.
Like now.
Ning Fei smelled the smell of the food and laughed without any trace. He immediately continued to stick up the oil paper umbrella.
"The glue must be evenly felt, so that the oil paper can fit better."
After Ning Fei glued all the oil paper to the skeleton, he found a battery type hair dryer to blow dry the glue of each skeleton.
"The last step is to brush mature tung oil on the surface of the umbrella. Tung oil can be very waterproof."
Ning Fei takes out brush and tung oil again, daub gently on umbrella surface.
"After the tung oil is dry, the oil paper umbrella can be used formally."
After brushing tung oil, Ning Fei blows it dry again.
Natural air drying has the same effect as air drying, but it can greatly reduce the production time.
When everything is settled, the oil paper umbrella is finally finished.
Ning Fei holds a brown bamboo umbrella in his hand. The surface of the umbrella is painted with a picture of mountains and rivers and cranes. The umbrella frame and ribs are all of the same color of bamboo knots. The whole look is very beautiful.
Ning Fei tried the effect of opening and closing. The oil paper was tightly pasted on the umbrella frame, which naturally folded and closed tightly.
"Not bad. It's done at last."
Ning Fei is very satisfied with his work.
He planned to go outside the pavilion to test the rain proof effect of the paper umbrella.
When he looked out, he found that he didn't know when the rain stopped...
Ning Fei was holding an oil paper umbrella, and his back was a little lonely. It seemed that there was a black crow on his head, whistling over his head with a string of ellipsis.
"The oil paper umbrella is so beautiful. I want to buy one, too!"
"Well, traditional umbrellas are more convenient, but this elegant and natural beauty can never be matched by industrial products.""Ning Guanzhu, do you want to take an umbrella in the rain? But the rain seems to have stopped
"I'll tell you how Ning Guanzhu stopped for a moment."
"Hahaha, ningguanzhu is depressed again."
"I saw the rain before I made the umbrella, now my umbrella is ready, you tell me the rain has stopped?"
All kinds of barrage ridicule, people can't help laughing.
Ning Fei puts away the oil paper umbrella, goes to the front yard and puts it in the corner of the wall. Then he goes to see how Jiang xuefan is doing and helps himself.
After the rain, qingfengguan became more and more bright after being washed.
After dinner, Ning Fei came to the yard, this time did not go to the pavilion, but came to the front yard.
Ning Fei thought about it and said to the netizens in the live room, "do you remember the fruit wine you made last time? It should be drinkable by this time. "
"The time of brewing national wine at home should not be too long. If it is industrial fruit wine, it can be brewed longer, and the longer the year, the better the taste."
Ning Fei came to the cellar and took out two jars of fruit wine.
He came outside the yard, prepared a table, put two jars of fruit wine on it, and called Jiang Xue out.
At dinner time, Ning Fei gives Jiang Xue a pulse. Jiang Xue's condition is very stable now, and needling is not needed today.
"Wow, I see Ning Guanzhu's girlfriend again."
"I haven't watched the live broadcast for several days. This girl is so handsome. When did she come here?"
"It's said that it's a friend of Ning Guanzhu, but we don't think it's very similar."
"I feel like two people are a little interested in each other."
"Don't talk nonsense. The Lord is my husband, and the woman is just his friend."
"Dream about it. Ningguanzhu is still my husband."
At this time, Ning Fei had opened a jar of grape wine, and he said with pride:
"most of the fruit wine on the market is made of sugar and other ingredients, plus alcohol. Although the taste is fresh, it lacks mellow and soft feeling, without the original taste and nutrition of fruit wine. "
"This kind of fruit wine is made of pure natural fruit, soft and gentle in the throat, without obvious pungent and pungent taste. The alcohol level is not too high, and people who can't drink can drink it easily. "
When the wine jar was opened, a faint smell of grape and alcohol came out.
"It smells good." Jiang Xue said with a smile after smelling the wine.
"Do you usually drink?" Ning Fei took two wooden cups and asked.
"I've never had one. I'm not in good health, and my family won't let me touch it."
"Yes, too."
Fruit wine is first filtered out through the filter residue, poured into the wooden cup, is a crystal clear purplish red liquid.
Ning Fei poured a cup for Jiang Xue and himself.
"Thank you." Jiang Xue took the wooden cup and whispered thanks.
Jiang Xue put grape wine in front of her nose and smelled it. The taste of grape wine was lighter than expected.
She tentatively picked up the glass and took a sip of fruit wine. Suddenly, the sweetness of fruit wine bloomed in her mouth. The taste is also a little astringent, people can't help talking.
There was a touch of joy in Jiang Xue's eyes. She said with a smile, "it's so sweet!"
Ning Fei also drank a mouthful of fruit wine and said happily, "it's good this time. It's not too sour. It's just right."
Netizens see this state of two people, one is also envious.
At this time, fox ran to Ningfei's feet, front paw gently rubbed Ningfei's calf. Looking at this, I smelled the aroma of wine and wanted to ask for some wine to drink.
Ning Fei was very interested, so he took Xiaohu's drinking basin and poured some fruit wine for Xiaohu.
Netizens see here, call directly "person is inferior to Fox".
Ning Fei's alcohol is really average. After drinking some fruit wine, he feels dizzy. Fortunately, he is still sober.
Little fox is even worse. After Ning Fei poured wine for it, little fox drank it clean a few times, immediately called a few times, and walked dangling.
Look at this, this white fox is more drunk than others.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
The little dog ran to the side of the little fox, saw the strange appearance of the little fox, and cried a few times.
Fox ignored it, self-care ran to his nest, and then want to jump up, but directly hit the side of the wall.
That kind of lovely appearance, let netizens also can't help laughing.
Jiangxue see this scene, quickly ran to the fox, put into the fox's nest.
Fox lying down, seems very satisfied, so contented sleep.
Ning Fei also felt a little dizzy at this time, so he said to netizens:
"audience friends, that's all for today's live broadcast. See you tomorrow!"
With that, he shut down the live broadcast.