Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 122 Snowy Day Bihuamei (Ask for a monthly ticket!)

After breakfast, Huang Juan was ready to open the door and do business.

Zhang Junping called to stop Huang Juan, "Sister-in-law, don't open the door today. No one comes to buy furniture in this snowy day. It's too cold to stay inside."

This is the 80s, and the world has not yet started to warm up. It is normal to be more than ten degrees below zero in winter. It will not be too cold just after the snow falls. Wait, when the snow melts, it will be seventeen or eight degrees below zero. The ground immediately freezes, and the wind blows on the face like a knife, that's cold.

Now it’s almost ten degrees below zero outside. The shop in front is filled with flammable furniture, so there’s no way to raise the stove to keep warm like other shops. With the doors wide open, the temperature inside is about the same as outside.

It's fine on weekdays, but Zhang Junping is not willing to be this black-hearted capitalist if Huang Juan is required to guard the cold shop in this snowy day.

"It's okay. It's just the second day of our opening. It's not auspicious to close the door. Besides, it's not too cold. I'm wearing thick clothes, so I'm fine indoors." Huang Juan shook her head and rejected Zhang Junping's kindness.

I have to admire people in this era for resisting the cold, and ten degrees below zero is not considered cold.

"That's alright, there's no need to open the door so early, wait a little longer, open the door at nine o'clock, and close early in the afternoon." Since Huang Juan is willing to open for business, it's good to open the door, Zhang Junping didn't say anything more.

On the contrary, Liu Zhengwen was heartless and didn't know how to love his wife at all, so he asked Zhang Junping to discuss painting skills.

"Ping'er, there's nothing to do today anyway, how about we create a painting with snow as the scene?"

"Okay! As long as you are not afraid of being hit and losing confidence, I don't care."

"Fuck, you go to the Inner Mongolia prairie."

"Why should I go to the grassland?"

"The cows in Beijing are not enough for you to brag about, so go brag on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia."

"I'm bragging? It seems that if I don't show you a hand, I don't know how powerful the master is."

Zhang Junping turned around and went back to the study room to take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out the paper on the Eight Immortals table in the main room, and started to paint.

Liu Zhengwen also went back to the house and brought the easel over.

One of the two paints oil paintings and the other paints traditional Chinese paintings.

After getting everything ready for painting, Zhang Junping said with a smile: "Old Liu, if I paint freehand paintings, I'm bullying you. In this way, I will paint a fine brushwork and color ink painting "Treading the Snow and Looking for Plum Blossoms", so that you can learn how to draw characters." Muscles."

"Blow it up, keep blowing it up, anyway, the house is yours, so no one else can blame it if it collapses." Liu Zhengwen said disdainfully.

"Then you just wait and cry!" Zhang Junping snorted, picked up the No. [-] wolf brush, dipped enough ink, and added a pen.

"Zhang Junping, you bastard, didn't you mean to paint fine brushwork? You use No. [-] brush for fine brushwork?"

"I don't know, who told you that you can't use a No. [-] brush for meticulous painting?" After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he swiped his brush directly and boldly drew a heavy stroke on the rice paper.

The strokes of the pen turned, and after a while, a cold plum tree with thick branches stood upright on the paper.

In the vastness of the world, there is only one sage plum. The leaves have fallen and the tree has withered, but it is still tall and straight, standing proudly between the sky and the earth.

Although the trunk of the plum tree occupies only a corner of the whole picture, it looks like the center of the world.

Zhang Junping put down the No. [-] pen, picked up the small hooking pen, and smiled gently at Huang Xue.

Red sleeves add fragrance and slender hands grind, this is the anecdote that ancient scholars dreamed of.

Just when Zhang Junping was painting, Huang Xue had already prepared the dye for painting plum blossoms.

The pigments used in traditional Chinese painting and oil painting are different. The pigments used in traditional Chinese painting are mineral and plant extracts, while oil painting is made of mineral and chemical extracts. In addition, vegetable oil is added to oil paint.

Huang Xue prepared the plum blossom pigments with vermilion fat and eosin.

Putting his mind away, Zhang Junping took a hook-line pen to outline the shape of plum blossoms on the branches of cold plums.

Then change to a dyeing pen, dip it in the color prepared by Huang Xue, and draw plum blossoms on the rice paper, and then change the pen again to outline the stamens of the plum blossoms.

A few bright but not delicate, light but not dark plum blossoms stand on the branches.

There are not many plum blossoms, just seven plum blossoms, but they suddenly competed for the position of the protagonist of the world.

Put down the dyeing pen, pick up the outline pen again, and start to outline the characters.

Stepping on the snow and looking for plums, the protagonist is naturally the person who is looking for plums.

With a steady mind, Zhang Junping began to draw.

More than half an hour later, Zhang Junping used a dyeing pen to dye the last color of the character rhyme, then replaced it with a medium-sized brush, and began to write inscriptions on the blank space.

Don't complain to Shuang Chen,

Whiteheads destroy each other day and night.

Cut a new flower with wind and dew,

It's like waiting for the moon in the west chamber.

What the inscribed poem pays attention to is to fit the artistic conception in the painting and play the finishing touch.

Under the moonlight, a [-]-year-old beauty is standing pretty under the plum blossoms, shyly expecting that her lover will come to meet her.

Zhang Junping finished writing the poem, put down his brush, and winked at Huang Xue.

Huang Xue's face was blushing, and she gave Zhang Junping a look of joy and anger.

The beauty in the painting is based on Huang Xue, which naturally means that Huang Xue is looking forward to meeting Zhang Junping.

Look at Liu Zhengwen is still painting seriously.

Liu Zhengwen's painting is completely different from Zhang Junping's. Zhang Junping only has a few plum blossoms, and he uses the freehand technique of painting snow without seeing snow.

And Liu Zhengwen's is in the vast white snow, a tree of plum blossoms is competing to bloom, and the white and red form a sharp contrast.

Two people walk hand in hand in the snow, and the shadow grows longer and longer in the snow, and finally merges into one.

The artistic conception of the painting is very good, and the use of color is also very brilliant.

This can only show that Liu Zhengwen is very smart and has learned to make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.

Since I am not good at drawing figures, I use abstract techniques to dilute the image of the characters. The heavy ink is the snow scene and the plum blossom, but the center of the final painting is the back of the two figures, the shadow that gradually merges together.

Zhang Junping didn't bother Liu Zhengwen, but just held hands with Huang Xue and stood aside watching Liu Zhengwen painting there.

It was only after Liu Zhengwen put down his paintbrush that Zhang Junping clapped his hands and said, "Old Liu, not bad, not bad! You have made great progress!"

"Nonsense, brother is a very low-key person. He doesn't usually show it much. It's not like you show off your painting skills all day." Liu Zhengwen is also very satisfied with the work he just created, which is definitely the pinnacle of his period.

In a short period of time, I am afraid that there will be no better works drawn than this.

"See what you're proud of. This work belongs to me." Zhang Junping didn't wait for Liu Zhengwen's consent, and directly stepped forward to put the painting away.

"Get lost, why didn't you say give me your painting?" Liu Zhengwen wanted to get Zhang Junping's painting as well.

Immediately cursed angrily: "You are shameless, I have never seen such a shameless person like you."

The character Zhang Junping painted was Huang Xue, so of course he couldn't have such a painting, not to mention whether Zhang Junping agreed or disagreed, if the guy in his family got jealous, he would have to scratch his face.

"In a few days, Jiguge Tea Garden will hold an exhibition of young painters' works.

I will frame your work and take it to the exhibition. Zhang Junping added with a smile.

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