Western realism, Eastern freehand brushwork.
In painting, this also reflects the difference in the mainstream of culture.
Naturally, the culture of the Central Plains Dynasty contains many things, but due to the influence of ideas, it is more inclined to the expression of artistic conception. you
Cao Buxing, a painter of the Three Kingdoms, accidentally dropped a drop of ink on the canvas while painting a screen. He had an idea and gently added a few strokes to the drop of ink and turned it into a fly.
When Sun Quan saw the painting, he subconsciously flicked it with his fingers in order to drive away the flies.
It can be seen that when it comes to realism, the East is not without it.
At the top of our painting, we reach the same goal through different paths. For painters who have reached this level, realism and freehandism are already intertwined and integrated.
However, because it is not mainstream, when a Western artist used charcoal to draw a sketch, it immediately aroused heated discussion.
Someone shouted: "Shopkeeper, I think this painting is not only worth 200 yuan, I'm afraid it's worth 300 yuan."
"Yes, this wave of bargains can be considered a huge profit."
"It turns out that this is how the Western Yi people paint."
"It's very different from our Ming Dynasty painters. They actually use charcoal to paint."
Listening to the sounds around him, the Xiyi painter felt a little proud.
He followed the ship of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce and crossed the distant ocean. After going through untold hardships and narrow escapes, he finally arrived in the Ming Dynasty.
Everything here is completely in line with his imagination. The most civilized place, far away from barbarism and without war.
Most of the people have enough to eat, and there is a dazzling array of goods from all over the world. This is the center of the world.
He has been here for more than ten days. The Chamber of Commerce has too many restrictions on them, Xiyi people, and they only have a temporary household registration.
You can wander around the capital city at will.
Because of the cold winter, construction has not started. I usually just think about drawings and recipes.
This time I went to the streets to see the bustling capital and get to know the situation here.
Chinese was learned on the ship, and when they came, there were people who taught Chinese and Chinese characters.
Among them, he is considered a good leader and learns quickly.
"May I ask what I call this gentleman?"
The shopkeeper also realized that the Semu man in front of him really had something different from other barbarians, so he became more respectful.
The Western painter returned the greeting: "I am Wright Will."
In fact, Will is not a painter, but a craftsman.
In Western Europe, most people's surnames originate from their occupations. The surname Wright is synonymous with craftsmen.
For example, nobility or other professions can be clearly understood from the surname alone.
In Western Europe, only nobles had access to painters, because the paints required for painting were very expensive. The reason why Will could paint was partly because he liked it, and also because of the need for architectural drawings.
The sketch of a house happens to be within his specialty. If it involves portraits or natural scenery, it is a different matter.
"Mr. Lai is highly skilled. Please come in and explain what happened just now so that I can apologize for what happened." The shopkeeper said politely.
Hearing Mr. Lai's name, Will couldn't help but smile, but he didn't correct it, because he, or rather they, had encountered such a situation too many times during the many days he had been in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
Because the main goal of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce is to recruit craftsmen, there are nearly a hundred people in their group named Wright.
I usually call him Mr. Lai, but I don’t know who to call him.
"Don't be too busy thanking me. Pay the money quickly. I still need to ask Mr. Lai to paint."
Before Will could answer, the shop next to him couldn't wait to interrupt.
They are all engaged in the business of opening shops. In addition to the various publicity of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce, many savvy businessmen have begun to understand the importance of publicity and the huge role of popularity.
Especially in a place with a huge flow of people like the capital, now such a small lively event has already filled the three floors with people.
There is also a steady stream of people who are curious and come to see what is going on.
The heart of gossip has existed since ancient times and cannot be exempted from it in any era.
Because there were too many people gathered, which seriously hindered the passage, the patrol officers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division had already appeared and started to disperse.
When the government comes forward, it is naturally very different. They all want to watch the fun, but if they get involved in any trouble, it will be very uncomfortable.
With a bang, like broken porcelain, people scattered one after another.
"What's going on? I don't know, gatherings are not allowed here on Zhengyang Avenue. Is it your fault? Why do you want to have tea with the bosses of our Army and Horses Division?"
The yamen officer came over, took a look at the surrounding situation, and the most eye-catching thing was Wrightwell.
For the Xiyi people, in the eyes of the Ming Dynasty people, this status was completely opposite. They asked with suspicion, "You are a Xiyi people, could it be that this incident happened because of you?"
"Do you know that delaying the traffic on the highway is a serious crime. If there is an emergency military situation, the station will summon you, even if it is worth your head, it will be a big difference."
"Take out the household registration and customs clearance documents and take a look."
The yamen officer scolded him directly, and the shopkeeper next to him wanted to explain, but he was glared at by the yamen servant and immediately did not dare to speak.
Although the yamen are small, they are like direct subordinates to their stores, and sometimes they are more effective than larger officials.
Looking at the somewhat panicked Xiyi people, the Yamen servant's eyes became more serious.
Some others suddenly understood that if the Xiyi painter did not give a firm explanation, he might have to go to the prison of the Military and Horse Division today.
Wrightwell quickly bowed first, and then quickly took out the household registration document from his body.
Hand it over respectfully to the Yamen servant.
This is an official of the Ming Dynasty. In Will's mind, this is equivalent to the nobles of Western Europe, and he does not dare to offend him at all.
The yamen official took the document expressionlessly.
The Ming Dynasty was the kingdom of heaven, and the barbarians from all over the world were looked at with some color. In the minds of the government officials, these barbarians did not know etiquette and often broke the rules.
Just like that, the crowd fell silent, everyone was waiting for the Yamen servant's next move.
The shopkeeper of the previous shop was considered reliable. He did not leave, nor did he use it to settle the price just promised. Instead, he waited patiently and looked for an opportunity later to help the Xiyi painter explain to the government officials.
The yamen officer slowly opened the document and checked it, but after just one glance, his eyes became serious, and he glanced at Will a few times.
Later, under the surprised gazes of everyone, the Yamen servant said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that he is a craftsman from Xiyi who came here some time ago. Why did he come out to buy some New Year goods today?"
"I'm quite satisfied with our capital. Our Ming Dynasty has always been hospitable and enthusiastic. If you encounter any problems, just call our brothers from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Department and they will definitely solve it for you."
The contrast between the attitude of the yamen before and after was shocking, and quite a bit dumbfounding.
The fool also understood that this Xiyi painter must have a great background, and even the government officials were so afraid of him.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am just here, like everyone else, to paint the shopkeeper's portrait as a souvenir."
Will replied quickly.
The yamen officer obviously didn't want to stay any longer. After saying a few words of enthusiasm again, he greeted the brothers to leave.
"Brother, what kind of identity is that Xiyi person that makes me behave like this?"
"I have to tell my brothers to be careful recently, especially the Xiyi people. These are the craftsmen specially recruited from the ocean by His Highness Taisun. I am afraid they are going to build this Zhengyang Avenue."
Seeing the yamen leave, Will's place suddenly became lively again.
"Mr. Lai, come and help me paint in this shop. I'll give you four hundred coins."
"You guys are here to cut off your beard. It was obviously me who spoke first."
"The one with the highest price will get it. So what if you ask first? Mr. Lai didn't agree to it."
"Five hundred coins!"
"Seven hundred coins!"
"I'm going to paint my shop first!"
Will accepted it as soon as it was good, and when he heard that Guan Da Ming Baoqi was coming, he quickly agreed.
No matter how high the price was, he would be a little scared.
Holding the easel and taking the precious money from the shopkeeper, Will left to the shopkeeper who just gave him the usual precious money.
The crowd did not disperse, but followed Will around.
Just this painting alone is a rare thing.
I am used to seeing freehand paintings, but it is also very good to occasionally look at realistic paintings.
Many literati also gathered here, wondering if they could get a glimpse of any secrets.
Will was pleasantly surprised.
Knowing that today, you will definitely gain a lot of money.
Then I can go back and arrange a big meal for my brother, sister, father, and mother.
Although the food there was pretty good, he had always longed to eat out in the capital.
Only when he came to Daming did Will realize that there were so many delicious foods in this world.
Although the Will family is not a noble in Western Europe, they are still relatively wealthy. They can occasionally eat white bread, milk, and bacon.
Even the food of the great nobles is almost like this.
But after arriving in Ming Dynasty, Will finally understood what artistic cuisine is.
Because it was close to Zhengdan, Ming Dynasty had a tradition of catching up with the wind and washing away the dust since ancient times, so Zhu Ying asked the chefs who came from all over the world to cook a delicious meal for these craftsmen from Western Europe.
Taste that I have never experienced before explodes on the taste buds on the tip of my tongue.
Delicate taste, exquisite presentation, amazing carving and knife skills.
Many Western Europeans don't even dare to touch them with their hands. In their view, these delicacies are simply noble works of art that can only be viewed and not desecrated.
The reception official thought that these Western Europeans had any scruples, so he took the lead in picking up a piece of beautifully carved white radish and ate it in one bite.
That scene made all the Western Europeans' eyes become dull.
Such a noble work of art is gone in one bite? Gone!
After repeated explanations from officials, Western Europeans understood that this was just food, a daily meal for the Ming aristocrats.
Only then did I dare to start.
At that time, Will casually picked up a bowl of tofu soup and looked at the white flowers blooming inside.
Since my Chinese was not bad, I curiously asked the official next to me what kind of flower it was that could bloom in the soup.
The official introduced with a smile:
This is tofu made from soybeans, and it is the tenderest tofu available.
Cut it eighty-eight times horizontally and one hundred and eighty-eight times vertically, and then boil the soup.
Will's eyes widened, looking at the tofu as thick as a hair inside, and he was completely shocked.
He knew about tofu, because the other dish was just ordinary boiled tofu, served in lumps.
Is this the knife skills of the Ming Dynasty?
Compared with the Ming Dynasty, in Western Europe, even the food eaten by the emperor was not so noble, elegant, and artistic.
From that moment on, he was completely conquered by Chinese food.
Not just him, but all Western Europeans.
This is why Will wants to make money by painting, just to take his family and enjoy tea and Chinese food.
In this world, there are no people who don’t just want to eat.
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Daming Palace, Fengtian Square.
All the snow here has been swept away.
In the center, a huge platform was set up.
This may be the first time that the Nanjing Imperial Palace has set up such a grand stage in Fengtian Square in its many years of existence.
Because of the cold, 999 fire pots were set up around the square and in the center, and the heat waves blew away the cold.
It makes people look forward to today’s New Year’s Eve with great anticipation.
The palace has never been so lively.
Because of the grand event, His Majesty granted permission that all officials who can enter can bring a certain number of family members to watch according to their rank.
The entire palace, no matter where it was, seemed very lively.
There is a tulle partition in Fengtian Square, which is prepared for the harem concubines and royal women.
The princes and grandsons have also been looking forward to it for a long time.
"Da Sunzheng's performance was really lively. In previous years, Zhengdan was not so interesting in the palace."
"I think everyone will thank you."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.
Everyone celebrates the Spring Festival with joy, even Zhu Yuanzhang is no exception.
People, the older they get, the more they like to be lively, and no one is exempt from this.
Zhu Yuanzhang always said that these arrangements made by Da Sun were too wasteful, but he was very satisfied in his heart.
"Grandpa, our Ming Dynasty is rich now. We have so much money that we don't know how to spend it. We always want everyone to feel the joy."
"It's the Lantern Festival. My grandson has arranged a lantern festival in the palace. He will also invite the Imperial College and other outstanding students to come with him. It can be considered a blessing from grandpa."
Zhuying said with a smile.
He also didn't expect that he would be a director for future generations.
The main reason is that the program arranged by the Etiquette Department is too simple and does not have any new ideas.
Moreover, Zhu Ying herself also likes lively atmosphere, so she might as well arrange it herself.
So far, it seems to be working well.
Especially in promoting Chinese culture, it will have a great impact.
For example, those foreign ministers will most likely be knowledgeable.
"Okay, let's just look forward to seeing how brilliant tonight's New Year's Eve will be."
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he paused for a moment and said rather embarrassedly: "Dasun, on such a good day, we can have a few glasses of wine."
Zhu Ying smiled and said: "Grandpa, don't worry, my grandson has already made arrangements for grandpa."
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