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Chapter 182 A Tale of Silver and a Painting
There was an old saying among Nanyang folks:

"Nanyang has the 'Three Treasures', jade wares, pyrography, and "Teacher's List"."

The world-famous Dushan Jade comes from Dushan in Nanyang.

The hosta that Du Qingshan gave to Song Guichen was made of Nanyang jade.

As for pyrography, it is also known as pyrography, scalding, fire strokes, and "fire needle embroidery".

It is rumored that at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, there was a flower-burning craftsman named Li Mingwen in Nanyang City, who was well-known as a master of burning flowers.

Whether it is rulers, chopsticks, walking sticks, or fan pendants, all kinds of characters, flowers and birds, landscapes, and animals come to life after he irons them, and they appear vividly on paper.

So far, Nanyang pyrography has become a tribute to the imperial court, flourishing and famous all over the world.

As for "Teacher List", there is no need to say more.

Mr. Zhuge Liang of Wolong, who has little ambition, has lived in Wolonggang, Nanyang for more than ten years.

At that time, he was a crouching dragon, and finally illuminated the sky of Shuhan with his inexhaustible talent.

Wolonggang is close to Baishui in the south, Zifeng in the north, and Songyue Mountain in the distance.

Less than ten miles north of Wollongong is the bustling Nanyang County. As the capital of Shangjun, Nanyang is as prosperous and affluent as Kyoto.

A girl in green walked among them with great interest, looking around, teasing the birds of various colors in front of the flower and bird stall for a while, and touching the high-quality silk and satin for a while.

Behind her, followed by a young man in Taoist robes.

A big bird with copper bell eyes stood on the man's shoulder, and it looked fiercely at everyone who looked at it, so that passers-by on the street saw the two of them and subconsciously walked away.

Just kidding, that big bird is not easy to mess with at first sight.

If you get pecked in the eye by it, tsk tsk tsk, the consequences will be disastrous.

The girl in green is Song Guichen who came from Hangzhou, and the man in the Taoist robe is the Taoist Yuan Sheng who followed all the way.

After several months of getting along along the way, Yuan Sheng ate a lot of meals cooked by Song Guichen. As the saying goes, being soft on people is soft on others, and Yuan Sheng is no exception.

At this time, he was not confronting Song Guichen like when he first met Song Guichen in Lingyin Temple, but followed Song Guichen like a dog's leg.

Today, I went out to buy vegetables with Song Guichen and worked as a coolie.

Even the arrogant Hai Dongqing bowed down to Song Guichen's culinary skills, and would occasionally show off his proud furry head to Song Guichen in exchange for some food in exchange for being cute.

One person and one bird followed behind Song Guichen, and seeing that she had been shopping around tirelessly all morning, but she didn't even buy anything, Yuan Sheng finally couldn't help but say:

"I said, how long do you have to go shopping? Didn't you say to buy ingredients?"

He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, but the person in front of him seemed to have endless energy.

It's really scary for women to go shopping.

Song Guichen didn't pay attention to Yuan Sheng's complaints at all: "Anyway, Du Qingshan went to Wollongong, and he won't be back for a while, so I just happened to do more shopping."

As she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly to a painting booth.

This painting booth is quite different from ordinary painting booths.

The characters, birds, mountains and rivers in these paintings are not painted with brush and ink, but stamped on;

It is not painted on paper, but on wooden boards, gourds, bamboo slices, fan pendants, walking sticks....

Its shape is lifelike, with light and shade, and Song Guichen exclaims that it is wonderful.

The person who sold the painting was a boy of seven or eight years old. When he saw the two of them, he didn't take the initiative to greet them. Instead, he sat motionless and introduced them sternly:

"One tael of silver for one painting."

"A tael of silver? Why don't you grab it?" Yuan Sheng stepped forward and picked up a small gourd, "This gourd is so small, it's also a tael of silver?"

"Yes, one tael of silver, no counter-offering."

Yuan Sheng took another three-foot-long framed painting. Song Guichen saw at a glance that the painting on it was "The Picture of Eighteen Scholars" by Yan Liben, a painter of the Tang Dynasty. Yuan Sheng asked with a smile:

"This big one is worth a tael of silver?"

The child looked at Yuan Sheng like an idiot: "Yes, one tael of silver."

As he spoke, he pointed to the banner standing in front of the painting booth.

Yuan Sheng and Song Guichen looked at the banner, only to see four words written in the same way on the banner:

"One or two pyrography."

That is, no matter the size, it is one or two.

"So this is the famous Nanyang pyrography!"

Song Guichen couldn't put it down and picked up a fan pendant with exquisite orchids branded on it, thinking that Du Qingshan would like such an elegant fan pendant, so he took out a tael of silver.

"Little friend, I bought this pendant."

Yuan Sheng shrugged his shoulders, and suggested earnestly: "You might as well buy this big one, it's a good deal."

Song Guichen also looked at Yuan Sheng like an idiot: "I really doubt, how did you get into Shangqing Taoism? Are all the apprentices accepted by Zhang Tianshi as stupid as you?"

Who said that the big one must be cost-effective, and the small one must not be cost-effective?
The pyrographer pays attention to precision and ingenuity. The bigger the drawing board, the better it is to draw, and the smaller it is, the more difficult it is to operate. Therefore, painting on the small gourd chopsticks fan pendant is the most test for the pyrographer.

Yuan Sheng didn't think too much, only thought that Song Guichen was confronting him again.

"Hey, why are you scolding people again!"

The child behind the booth couldn't help laughing: "You two must be from other places."

"Yes, we just arrived in Nanyang today."

The child rolled his eyes and said slowly: "No wonder, he looks like he has never seen the world."

"Hey, hey, you brat, what about your adults? How can you treat guests like this?"

Yuan Sheng made a gesture to slap the child on the head. Hai Dongqing on his shoulder was frightened, and fell onto Song Guichen's shoulder with a thump, causing Song Guichen to stagger backwards, and hurriedly pulled Yuan Sheng back.

"What do you care about with a child, let's go, and then go shopping for food."

The child saw Hai Dongqing on Song Guichen's shoulder, his eyes lit up immediately, and he stood up awkwardly.

"Are you an eagle?"

Yuan Sheng led the eagle to his shoulder protectively, "That's right, this is Haidongqing."

"It's so handsome!" the child asked excitedly, "Can I touch it? Touch it once, and I'll give you a painting."

Yuan Sheng: "What do I want your painting for? Don't!"

Talking and yelling, Song Guichen left one or two pyrography booths.

Song Guichen was helpless: "What's wrong with you just petting him? His children are so cute."

"I'm afraid that he will be bitten by Junhu before he touches him. It's for his own good."

Yuan Sheng proudly teased the flying eagle on his shoulder, "You think my handsome falcon is like your white crane, just let others tease you."

Song Guichen: "How long has this happened, can we not mention it?"

But when it comes to white cranes, she really wants to understand them.

I don't know if Master is doing well as an old man.

(End of this chapter)