On the second day, sketch teaching still made slow progress.
In fact, the "students" selected by Mu Xingzhi were already people with some attainments in the field of painting. It's a pity that although sketching and ink painting are both "paintings", they are different in terms of tools and painting techniques.
This is like a person who is good at hard-pen calligraphy, but he still draws talismans with a brush.
Su Qingluan had a headache looking at the homework she handed in. Although she didn't need to teach her students to be very good at sketching, it only required "likeness", but now except for three painters who are good at gongbi painting, several others Someone who is good at freehand painting is not very proficient in proportion, and often makes perspective errors.
But the more capable a person is, in a certain sense, the more stubborn he will be, especially within the professional field in which he is good.
For example, those who are good at meticulous painting, because meticulous painting also tends to be "realistic" and must take into account real proportions, naturally they don't have much objection to accurate one-to-one restorations such as sketches.
However, some of those who are good at ink painting always feel that gongbi painting is too "artisan" and that ink painting emphasizes "artistic conception" without paying attention to appearance.
Su Qingluan naturally also knows that if the sketch is done well, it can also show various atmospheres and artistic conceptions. However, she also understood that what Mu Xingzhi valued was not the "artistic quality" of sketching but its "functionality".
To put it bluntly, in this era of lack of recording tools, being able to master the technology of drawing what you see is like having a human "scanner".
Therefore, Su Qingluan does not intend to teach issues other than proportional perspective and light and shadow - after all, in this era, for these people, sketching is not so much "painting" as "recording".
However, just as the initial sketches were erased with bread crumbs, Su Qingluan could not find any other substitute for the eraser for the time being, so naturally he used bread-like steamed bun crumbs as the "eraser".
And the more beginners, the more things need to be modified back and forth. The total amount of steamed buns consumed by so many people is still considerable.
Su Qingluan was stunned: Although she didn't know Mu Xingzhi's specific origins, such a large consumption of fine grains seemed to be "extravagant and wasteful".
However, the expenses were covered by the other party, and she only complained in her mind about the luxury of this "study" - after all, just across the wall, other villagers in Huaxi Village were running all day long just to have enough food.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan became more determined to stick to the "high-end jam" route.
After all, in a sense, if you can make your own jam into a luxury product, then regardless of whether the villagers of Huaxi Village can benefit greatly, they can definitely avoid being cheated.
Because many luxury goods have “thresholds for entry into household consumption levels.” If this high-end statement is replaced with a more popular version, it is: Even if it is a scam, it will only scam the rich, not the poor.
As for the affluence of Huaxi Village... I thought of hearing Tian Xing'er and others say that the two or three families in the village had a "rich fight" experience during the Chinese New Year, which one had more and more beautiful flower buns...
Su Qingluan looked at the behavior of using the steamed bun crumbs as rubber in her hand...
She no longer even has any "hatred of the rich" mentality.
In a blink of an eye, the next day came. Su Qingluan did not go out to the stall with her parents, but waited at home. The boy had told Su Qingluan before leaving last time that the Xie Mansion would send a carriage to pick her up.
Sure enough, at around midnight, the Xie family's carriage stopped outside Su Qingluan's yard, and Su Qingluan was already waiting there.
Su Qingluan didn't dress up specially this time, she just wore a long skirt with narrow sleeves and straight train that she usually wears at home. And her head was just tied up into a double bun with a hair rope.
It wasn't that she couldn't bear to get another set of clothes dirty, but if she wanted to give the other person the impression that she was busy making jam, she couldn't dress up too exaggeratedly.
After all, no cook is wearing three pounds of powder and jingling green rings.
This time, Su Qingluan did not go to Xie's house empty-handed, but took a sample of the jam that had been made before - of course, the taste of the jam this time was different from before.
The jam last time highlighted the "tea and fruit aroma", but this time Su Qingluan put a little seasoning and ginger in it.
According to traditional Chinese medicine, ginger has the effect of warming and relieving vomiting. For those who like the taste of ginger, the spicy taste of ginger can reduce the sweetness of jam.
Of course, Su Qingluan didn't bring this jam randomly. She has made many attempts to develop a new series of jams, and adding ginger juice is just one of them.
But in the past two days, she and Liu Yue chatted a lot of seemingly useless gossip about family affairs. One of them was that Zhang's mother likes to eat ginger candies and drink ginger tea.
Su Qingluan also knew that quite a few people liked the spicy taste of the sweet combination of ginger and sugar. She was even considering using Zhang Ma to sell this jam, which must have mixed reviews.
With calculations in mind, Su Qingluan came to Xie's Mansion.
This time, with Zhang Ma checking the etiquette, it was indeed visible to the naked eye that there were more "red tapes".
For example, the "greeting invitation" that made people laugh so hard before, and this time Su Qingluan's identity cannot enter through the main entrance, and he has to wait in the side hall for all kinds of things...
Su Qingluan maintained a business smile on her face, but kept making comments in her heart. Finally, when she was a little drowsy, the master Xie Zian finally arrived, accompanied by the housekeeper and Zhang Ma.
Su Qingluan couldn't be said to know everything about Xie Zian, the dandy young master, but at least he knew a thing or two.
This person, to put it mildly, has a pure character and is naive and unconcerned with worldly affairs. To put it more bluntly, he is just a dandy who eats and waits for death and is indifferent to food and work.
If you want to make trouble over eating, drinking and having fun, he will be the one to blame. If you want to talk to him about something serious, sorry, it is beyond the scope of the dandy young master's understanding.
So when Su Qingluan went to Xie Zian to discuss some food matters, the young man could know all the family treasures; but if they discussed business matters, then this young man would definitely be out of the situation.
Sure enough, as soon as he met Su Qingluan, Xie Zian leaned back on the chair at the chair seat before she could say a few polite words - in fact, Su Qingluan guessed that he wanted to have a Ge You paralysis, but there was no such thing as Zhang Ma Staring at the realization of death did not dare to be too presumptuous - the person who took the initiative when this time needed to be discussed was transformed into Zhang Ma.
The old housekeeper looked at his mischievous little master and originally wanted to say something, but finally sighed and remained silent.
Then, Xie Zian said, "You guys are just talking, just tell me the result" and spoke first with his entourage.
Su Qingluan: ...The hands-off shopkeeper acted so innocent and unpretentious that he didn't even want to act. Su Qingluan had never seen such a battle in his previous life and more than 20 years in this life.
On the other side, Zhang's mother was obviously stunned by the play of her little master about letting go of the shopkeeper. For a moment, although it was not the two people present who caused the embarrassment, Su Qingluan and Zhang Ma felt strangely embarrassed.
Just when the air was inexplicably stagnant, Liuyue came in with tea fruits.
When Su Qingluan saw this little girl with whom he got along relatively well, he smiled and nodded at her. Liuyue also looked very happy, but after all, now was not the time for small talk. So she just brought the tea fruits, said in a low voice "tea please", nodded slightly to Su Qingluan, and went down.
With Liuyue's small episode, the two people who were suddenly dumped just now were finally freed from the inexplicable embarrassment. Su Qingluan had that unrequited professional smile again, and Zhang Ma also returned to her previous rigid and serious expression, sitting upright and looking at Su Qingluan.
"I heard from my young husband that Mrs. Su has made great achievements in cooking." Mrs. Zhang came up and took the lead in putting a medium-sized hat on Su Qingluan's head.
In fact, strictly speaking, this can be regarded as "telling the truth", but Su Qingluan understood that according to the level of dislike Zhang Ma felt when she first met her, being able to tell the "truth" today would have a negative impact on Zhang Ma's temperament. To say it is already a rare compliment.
When Su Qingluan heard this, he quickly lowered his head humbly: "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, it's just a small trick."
Zhang Ma stared at Su Qingluan's face that was hanging down and couldn't see clearly, and said with a smile but not a smile: "If Mrs. Su's this is a 'little trick', then the young man and the young man who are full of praise for this 'little skill' Who is my old lady?"
Su Qingluan: ...Ma Zhang, you are so boring now. This makes her answer the question in secret.
After a moment of silence, Su Qingluan said cautiously: "Maybe... the rarest thing is the most valuable."
"Oh?" When Zhang Ma heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes. She couldn't help but praise you. You have paid for it. Is it possible that there are any rare ingredients in a remote place like yours?
Su Qingluan seemed to know Zhang Ma's disapproval, and did not take the other party's sarcastic expression to heart, but explained: "In fact, when it comes to cooking, raw materials are very important, but from the combination of ingredients, cooking techniques, Even the final decoration and plating, every step brings out the uniqueness of a dish.”
Zhang Ma was still dismissive at first, but as she listened, she stopped drinking tea leisurely, and her whole body unconsciously turned in the direction of Su Qingluan - this series of tiny movements reflected Zhang Ma began to listen carefully to the information in Su Qingluan's words.
Su Qingluan also understood: her audience finally began to pay attention to the content of her words.
So she turned to ask: "Mama Zhang's family is a well-known family, so naturally there is no shortage of good ingredients and chefs with superb cooking skills. Ma Zhang might as well think about why they are used by my daughter, a mere farmer's family." What about dishes made with ordinary ingredients that attract attention and favor you?"
