In the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Ziluo, Xiang Ling, and Bai Hualin flew directly to Hongjiang. When we arrived, it was already 12 noon.
Xiang Ling was surprised along the way. She couldn't understand how Zhao Ziluo, who was in the music industry, could meet such a high-end person in the film and television industry as Bai Hualin, and they seemed to have a good conversation with her.
"But why did you invite Director Bai to come to Hongjiang?" Xiang Ling asked in confusion after getting in the car.
Zhao Ziluo smiled: "You'll know when we get there."
Returned to the city and had a quick dinner. The three of them headed towards the place where the craftsmen were placed.
Driving into the Third Ring Road, the houses gradually gained a sense of age. Zhao Ziluo said: "This place used to be an industrial zone in Hongjiang. We rented several floors here. There are wood factories and metal markets around the place where the craftsmen live... …arrive."
What appeared in front of everyone was a huge factory.
"This was the site of a former fertilizer factory, but it was closed down and never demolished. I simply built a warehouse to serve as a workshop for craftsmen and as a prop storage room for future TV series."
Bai Hualin listened carefully and nodded occasionally.
He is watching.
Let’s see how invested Zhao Ziluo is in this TV series.
This investment does not refer to capital, but to hard work.
It’s not scary to change careers, and it’s not scary to be inexperienced, but if you don’t treat your work with all your strength, you will definitely not be able to impress him.
After walking for ten minutes, they finally stopped in front of a square building that was twenty meters high.
The walls are all made of red bricks, and there are huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see craftsmen busy at the machines.
"Are they the craftsmen of intangible cultural heritage crafts?" Xiang Ling was a little confused.
Zhao Ziluo was confused: "Is there a problem?"
"No... I mean..." Xiang Ling seemed to be a little incoherent, and after a long time she sighed: "I thought they were all well-dressed and well-maintained craftsmen. I really didn't expect..."
I didn’t expect that the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage in China were so common.
Most of them have gray hair, dark skin, and even their faces are covered with wrinkles.
Just like the old lady next door who does embroidery, or the old man who smokes cigarettes at the entrance of the village.
At this moment, an angry shout suddenly sounded, and then, a figure rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled an old craftsman up.
That's a Westlander.
He had blond hair and was tall. He was holding the old man in his hands, his expression was furious, and he kept roaring.
"Justin?" Xiangling looked at all this in astonishment, and then immediately said to Zhao Ziluo: "This is the craftsman we hired from the MH Group. He... he usually has a very good temper..."
There was no time to listen to what Xiang Ling said, Zhao Ziluo had already rushed in quickly.
"stop!!"
With a loud shout, everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at Zhao Ziluo at the door.
"I am your boss, my surname is Zhao, what happened?" His eyes swept across the scene coldly and fell on Justin: "Let him go, you tell me."
Justin angrily broke free from the restraint behind him, lifted up his clothes, and looked at the old man fiercely.
"Shameless!! Thief!" His Chinese was not very standard, but his anger could still be felt.
"You must be sick!" A Chinese craftsman said displeased: "Uncle Li is busy working there, and you attack others when you come up and call them thieves. How shameless are you?"
Justin Hua's Mandarin was not good and he couldn't speak at all, and his face turned red with anger.
He rushed to Uncle Li's side and picked up what the other person was making. He said angrily: "This! What else do you have to say??"
It was a crown of golden roses.
One-tenth of it has been done, and it is densely packed with gold threads as thin as hair, which is full of luxury.
“This is our Eleanoa’s national treasure craftsmanship—textured gold engraving!”
"The headquarters of Aiyue Company, a subsidiary of MH Group, is in Elinoa! It's because of this technology!"
"We usually work together!! I didn't expect you to secretly learn our national treasure skills! What is he not a thief??"
"Fart!!" Uncle Li is an old man in his sixties.
His hair was gray and wrapped in a white towel, and his face was covered with grooves. At this moment, he was also so angry that his body was shaking.
"What's the gouba texture and gold carving! This is called filigree inlay! It already took shape in the Spring and Autumn Period. The gold and silver inlaid in the Warring States period and the gold and silver flat in the Tang Dynasty are its predecessors!"
"The Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties were established in Yanjing! It became a palace tribute. There are eight methods of pinching, filling, stacking, fortification, weaving, weaving, saving and welding! My family was enshrined by the Weaving Bureau of the Qing Dynasty two hundred years ago! What do I need from you? Gold engraving craftsmanship?!”
"You're talking about stealing from you! Maybe your technology was passed down through the Silk Road! The history of filigree inlay is thousands of years earlier than yours! Are you kidding me?"
"You..." Justin was so angry that his lips were trembling, and he kept pointing his fingers at Uncle Li. After a long time, he turned back: "I quit!"
"Stop!" Before he finished speaking, Xiang Ling was already standing in front of him with a cold face.
She bowed to everyone: "This is a misunderstanding. Let me explain it to everyone."
"Aiyue Company, a subsidiary of MH, is the world's leading jewelry group."
"Gold engraving technology is a technique that uses the ductility of metal to weave it like wool. The reason why Aiyue Company has become a top jewelry company is that it has mastered this unique secret recipe."
He glanced at Justin: "Justin's father is the direct descendant of the textured gold carving craft. He is now twenty-one years old."
"but……"
"You are indeed wrong."
She said solemnly: "This is not textured gold carving, but an older technology than textured gold carving. It is indeed called filigree inlay."
Zhao Ziluo also picked up the rose and handed it to him: "Look carefully."
Justin took the rose, looked at it carefully, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"impossible!!"
His voice was pitched high: "How can these lines... be so thin?"
He couldn't help but bite it with his teeth.
Then he took a breath and looked at Uncle Li with a change of eyes.
"This...is this gold?"
Textured gold engraving is made by machine.
But with current machines, it’s simply impossible to make gold into hair-thin shapes!
A hair strand is only 60 microns.
One thousand microns is equal to one millimeter!
This craft...
Looking carefully, he knew that this was definitely not textured gold.
The texture and gold carving are as fine as millimeters, and the other party's meticulousness has completely surpassed the ancestral craftsmanship he is proud of!
A feeling of electric shock rushed over my head. Such slender gold wire can make more delicate jewelry! That is a level that textured carving and gold cannot reach!
The more vivid the details, the more precious the jewelry.
60 micron gold wire...brings about a big change in jewelry technology!
"You...how did you do it?"
He finally couldn't help but speak.
"Are you dumbfounded?" Uncle Li took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and patted a piece of iron next to him: "What kind of gold carvings do you have? You don't need this thing, do you?"
The national treasure-level skill was right in front of him. Zhao Ziluo could no longer bear it and walked over to take a look.
It was a piece of iron one decimeter thick.
Sixteen holes were drilled into it.
Each eye is marked with a number.
"260, 240, 200...60? Uncle Li, what does this mean?"
Uncle Li laughed, like an old farmer, and nodded towards the person behind him.
The man came out and had some thoughts with Uncle Li.
"This is my son and my partner, Li Sanjin."
The two seemed to have countless tacit understandings. Li Sanjin picked up a piece of gold wire and pushed it into the hole.
The gold wire is about two millimeters thick, but due to the excellent ductility and softness of gold, when it passes through the hole, it is as fine as a micron level.
Uncle Li stretched out his hand. His hand was full of wrinkles and even had many scars.
But these hands, like those of an old farmer, accurately grasped the thin thread. Then... like a silkworm spinning golden threads, it was slowly pulled out.
The longer it stretches, the brighter it becomes!
And those lines are the diameter of the gold wire.
"MY GOD..." Justin's eyes almost fell down, and he couldn't help but cover his chest.
"No." Zhao Ziluo smiled and said, "If you continue to work in the future, you will have the opportunity to see the finished product."
"No...it's not like that!" Justin looked at Uncle Li's hand with burning eyes, as if looking at a piece of art.
"Do you know how fragile gold wire like this is?"
"Even if you apply a little more force, it will break!"
"The longer the pull, the higher the skill required! He...he has already pulled it for more than one meter without shaking his hands!"
"It's too stable...it's really too stable!"
"I have countless inspirations in my mind now. I feel that my technology can be further improved! I can create better works!"
One person delivers, the other pulls, and the cooperation is perfect.
Twenty minutes later, a two-meter-long piece of gold wire appeared on the table.
Justin rushed over quickly, carefully picked up the gold wire, and looked at it in the sun.
"Work of art...this is a real work of art!"
"Oh my god... there are actually people in the world who can pull out 60-micron gold wire by hand! It's unbelievable!"
Uncle Li chuckled: "In the past, all gold wires of different thicknesses had to be made by hand."
"Now that technology has developed, except for the 60-micron machine that can't pull it temporarily, everything else can be pulled."
"This is just the first step."
He raised his chin carelessly towards the roll of gold wire: "The gold wire just pulled out is called plain silk."
"The plain silk has gone through the 'rolling' process before it can be used for real filigree inlays... Do you think this is the same as your gold carvings?"
Justin's face turned red instantly.
After a few seconds, he put down the gold wire and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was too excited."
"I...I really didn't expect that China has such magical craftsmanship!"
At this moment, an old lady who was doing embroidery smiled kindly and said, "China has a lot of good things, and it's not just like this?"
She smiled and pointed the cloth that several craftsmen were embroidering towards everyone.
It was a lifelike kitten.
"Great!" Justin gave a thumbs up without hesitation.
The embroidery work is amazing.
But let’s talk about impact.
It's really not as shocking as when I saw someone pulling out micron-level gold wire with their hands.
The old lady smiled slightly.
Turn the stretched cloth over.
"WTF?!" Justin's eyes almost fell out.
His mouth opened wide, and then he rushed over, carefully stroking the cloth.
"How can this be?"
"How is this done?"
“That’s amazing too!”
The wrong side of the cloth is not the stitching.
But a black and white giant panda!
Double-sided embroidery in different colors! Huaguo’s national treasure craftsmanship!
"Oh my god..." This time, even Xiang Ling, who is from China, was stunned.
No stitches.
It's natural.
But the two sides are completely different!
The artistic impact was like a sea wave, making Xiang Ling's breathing difficult.
She suddenly turned back to look at Zhao Ziluo, her eyes burning: "So, why did you bring us here specifically?"
