if relics could talk

That night, when Tao Le came home, he was caught by Lao Tao.

"Did you go to your grandfather's place today?" Lao Tao asked with a hurt face, "I saw he posted it on Moments!"

Although Jiang Zhaohe is retired, he knows how to use any software, keeps up with the pace of the times, shares his life in the circle of friends every day, and compares with the old Tao, who gets more likes.

Tao Le laughed: "What's the matter? Are there fewer likes than Grandpa today? I'll give you some immediately!"

But Lao Tao didn't care about this matter: "Did you take Qin Yi with you?"

It turned out that he was waiting here, Tao Le explained: "Because of his poor performance in the interview, he has closed his photography shop now, and the shop has been sold out. He plans to get acquainted with the cultural relics. It just so happens that I I needed a cameraman to record the video, so I asked him to help."

"Help or cooperate?" Lao Tao opened his mouth and asked, "Is his fee expensive?"

One sentence made Tao Le asked dumbfounded, she hadn't talked with Qin Yi about the price yet.

Tao Le thought in confusion, she had rejected Qin Yi several times before to help her record the video, Qin Yi wouldn't have misunderstood her because she didn't want to give money, right?
"It should... be cooperation, but I haven't talked to him about money yet."

Lao Tao's expression became more serious: "Your video profit is a business cooperation, and you can't let others suffer. If you are a friend, you must distinguish between public and private."

Otherwise, if the emotional relationship changes in the future and affects the work, it will not be good.

"understood."

Lao Tao's reminder was very timely. When Tao Le returned to his room, he found a contract template, filled in the relevant information, and sent it to Qin Yi, with a voice message attached.

——My self-media channel has just started, and the fee can’t give you too much. It’s definitely not comparable to your previous income, but you still have to go through the process.

Qin Yi quickly filled in his personal information and sent back the contract documents.

——Money is a trivial matter. In fact, you are helping me. You can see if there are no other problems. We will meet before signing the contract.

Originally, Tao Le was still worried about what to do if Qin Yi insisted on not asking for money, but he didn't expect him to be so happy.

Only business affairs can last long.

Tao Le breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately replied: "Okay! Let's make an appointment to have dinner together again."

"Look at today's video first, and if you have any questions, you can make up for it in time."

Both of them are short-tempered. Tao Le actually turned on the computer when he was chatting with him, and was preparing to edit.

In the first half of the video, Tao Le and Jiang Zhaohe have been communicating, and the overall atmosphere is very relaxed. It is interesting to compare Tao Le's frowning look with Jiang Zhaohe's calm and calm look. The second half is Jiang Zhaohe's personal scene.

The cultural relic restorers are very familiar with the cultural relic before they touch the cultural relic with their hands. They clearly know every line and every angle. An identical piece of work.

Because the cultural relic selected by Tao Le did not have particularly complicated carvings, Jiang Zhaohe had already made a rough idea in one afternoon.

Qin Yi's lighting was very gentle. When the beam of sunlight outside the window hit the workbench at first, it hit Tao Le, but as the subject shifted, even the light favored Jiang Zhaohe, but Jiang Zhaohe's eyes were more beautiful than his eyes. The light is still on.

When a cultural relic restorer begins to ponder the cultural relics he is about to restore, even his eyes will glow.

Tao Le was even reluctant to make any deletions at all. She completely kept the second half, and her blood boiled, tears filled her eyes, and the hand controlling the mouse began to feel slightly numb.

She finally knew the previous script, why did she always feel that there was a problem.

An object, when it has use value and ornamental value, will go to its owner, and may be endowed with some special meaning, but that is already after it becomes it.

But before it became what it was?

Who is the one who created it?
Caught off guard by the inspiration, Tao Le immediately opened the document, rolled up his sleeves and began to write.

The sky had just dawned, and when viewed from the outside, the lamp in the room shone faintly.

In the hollowed-out wooden window, a young girl wearing a Chunlan collared jacket is rolling up her sleeves with silk.

She also wore a round-neck bijia over her upper jacket, and an orange horse-face skirt with makeup flowers on her lower body. Judging from her attire, she should be from a good family.

But she was sitting in front of a tool that didn't match what she was wearing—a plane, which was a rough planer, and she was obviously just starting to make such things.

The stars were changing outside the window, and when she came back to this room, the girl had already changed into a gown with a slanted front and a stand-up collar. The turquoise material was as thin as a cicada's wing, because she was still doing carpentry work. Beads of sweat are still coming out.

Standing beside the girl was an old man of seventy years of age. The old man was dressed very plainly, and his eyes were particularly bright. He pointed the girl's movements from time to time.

Not long after, the girl raised the round lid in her hand and said happily, "Grandpa! I'm done!"

There was a look of relief on the old man's face.

"But Grandpa," the girl quickly became frustrated again, "Xiao Ba doesn't know how to paint..."

The old man calmed down and said leisurely: "When my grandfather was young, he met a young man surnamed Zhang, who was especially good at painting."

"Can Uncle Zhang teach Xiao Ba?"

"That depends on your sincerity."

The camera moved away from the two of them and focused on the unpainted round box lid held by the girl, which gradually became blurred.

The video ends here.

Tao Le turned his head, looked at everyone behind him, and asked a little nervously, "How is it?"

Yu Yu was the first to answer her: "I think it's really great. The scenery and costumes are all around the historical dynasty of this cultural relic, which is brilliant but not overwhelming."

The costume designer felt respected and gave her a high evaluation.

"I'm not bad at acting," Jiang Zhaohe immediately commented on his acting skills, "It's just that the scenes are a little less."

Jiang Youmei said: "What are you in a hurry for? Didn't Xiao Ba say that after the story part is over, there will be a vlog of preparation work? You are the producer of this box, and there are many modern dramas."

This time it was Lao Tao's turn to be jealous, he muttered, "I can make this box too, why don't you ask me."

One more person did not answer.

Tao Le looked at Qin Yi. Before this shooting, Tao Le had communicated with him. Of course, the story should be interpreted by people, but the focus should be on "doing".

She hopes to express the process of making this cultural relic as completely as possible for the audience to see.

Of course, Qin Yi was very cooperative, but he insisted that all the light should be done by candlelight. He believed that this would better create the authentic atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty when the rhinoceros lacquer box was produced.

"Looking forward to the follow-up," Qin Yi smiled at her, "As I said, this story doesn't need additional light—you are the light."

It has been covered with a thick layer of dust by the long river of time, but the treasure is still under the search of the light, it is polished again, and it comes back to people.

For this rhinoceros leather lacquer box, the people who passed it down from generation to generation are the light, and the people who finally auctioned it off and donated it to the museum are also the light. It endows the story, and Tao Le, who introduces it to more people, is of course also light.

After being cherished, wiped and lifted by these people, it is already dazzling enough and does not need extra fill light.