Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

The current Heidi can earn sixty Soldi a month, which is pretty good among maids.

But for Leonardo da Vinci, she was not only his cook and maid, but also his assistant in painting, doing the work of three or four people alone.

Before, he was very cash-strapped, and he himself procrastinated and didn't take orders very much. It might be difficult to even pay monthly wages.

But since the half-painted form woke him up, every time Da Vinci wanted to slack off and waste a little more time, that extremely vivid form hung in his mind, cheering him up To do the most important thing right now.

When I can realize that life is limited, the priorities of many things become much clearer.

Being able to deliver the manuscript smoothly means that there will be higher and higher income, and the treatment for her can be much better.

But in Heidi's eyes, or in other words, in the eyes of the 85-year-old Mrs. Heidi, being too talkative is not a good thing.

He is as lenient and kind to himself as he is to others.

She was really relieved when she learned that she was going to raise her salary, and she could get 65 Soldi every month.

Then there will be some vague worries.

Mr. Da Vinci is really gentle and kind at ordinary times, and he rarely has a temper.

If such a person meets a villain, he may be blackmailed and it will be difficult to escape.

It turns out that cow blood and urine are not very useful for painting.

They had to clean it up and throw it away, and they had lunch together.

Mr. Piero came to him again, as if to discuss some important matter.

To avoid suspicion, Heidi went out of the yard to walk around the street, and suddenly thought of the petri dish from before.

If you can find some gelatine powder similar to mousse cake, maybe the beef soup can solidify faster.

Not only that, but she needs staph.

The girl wrapped her shawl tightly and continued to wander aimlessly on the street.

She refused to wear low-cut clothes like other women, and she also refused to flirt casually with men on the street, her temperament was restrained and quiet.

The high platform shoes used to evade the mud are fairly brisk, and the skirt flutters in the breeze, like a blooming bluebell.

In this era, unmarried young men and women generally wear light blue clothes, and if they live well after marriage, they will change into quiet light green or dark green.

The dyes for these clothes come from the large crops grown in France not far away, and the price is relatively cheap.

The required properties of dyes and pigments are not the same, and the sources are also different.

For example, farmers plant large tracts of rapeseed called 'Daqing', and then concentrate their juice to extract blue dye, which is turned into fabrics and sold to nearby countries after many processes. The price has always been quite low.

Black fabrics were also in fashion, made of black wool.

The only thing that cannot be touched is dark yellow.

This color, in the local area, represents a haggard and aging complexion, and it also has all kinds of bad associations-the only people who often wear yellow dresses are prostitutes.

In many paintings in the church, Judas, who betrayed Jesus, always wears a dark yellow robe and is cast aside by the congregation. The yellow-brown 'fauve' in French also represents betrayal and traitor.

Heidi searched for a long time in grocery stores and pharmacies, and finally found a powder made from seaweed.

It can be used to make jelly, which is quite similar to gelatin powder.

"Boss, how much is this?" She turned her head with a smile, and a shadow seemed to flash past in the distance.

By mixing this into the beef broth, it may be faster to shape and facilitate the cultivation of bacteria.

In addition to seaweed powder, collect staphylococci.

She pretended to be a poor little girl whose old father was suffering from a strange disease, and asked the old nun in the hospital to help take some pus from the wound in a glass bottle, and gave her two more Soldi.

The old nun silently hid the silver coins in her secret pocket, hurried away for a while, and then brought what she wanted.

An attendant watched from a distance, and only went to the hospital again after confirming that the girl humming a little song had left.

"What did she give you?"

The old nun was about to leave, but she was stopped by a white-robed man dressed as an assassin.

She saw the sharp knife on his belt at a glance, and took out the silver coins tremblingly, even her legs began to tremble.

But the man didn't care about the silver coins at all, he just asked the girl what she asked for.

"Pust—she had an old father with thrush!"

The attendant frowned, raised his hand and let go of her, turned around and rode back to Dukalai Palace.

"The lord has personally seen your painting." Mr. Piero rubbed his hands and said, "He said that your composition is very delicate - he also praised you for making the characters vivid. I mean, he likes it very much!"

"Hmm." Da Vinci studied the ox gall and said casually, "Is there anything else?"

"Listen, he wants us to meet him today, now, now—" Piero said sternly, "Don't look at the bottle, come with me."

"He wants to see me?" Da Vinci frowned slightly: "Why, he wants to invite me to live in the Holy Palace?"

Piero didn't take it seriously: "Don't you want to go? Botticelli can do it, why can't you?"

"Have you forgotten what happened in April?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly sink.

Both father and son were silent for a while, and skipped this paragraph tacitly.

"The government has opened another brothel for you. You should visit it when you have time." Piero sighed and said, "Let's go, the lord is still waiting for us."

Da Vinci frowned and put away the painting tools.

"I'm not gay, I don't need to go to brothels."

The only response to him was a rather perfunctory long nasal voice.

They came to the Royal Palace of Ducale, which was formerly known as the Holy Palace, in a carriage. Guided by the servants, they walked through the halls and corridors with oil paintings hanging everywhere, all the way to the deepest part.

Florence has been guarded by the Medici family for a hundred years, and the current ruler has succeeded his grandfather at the age of 20, and his wrist is quite vigorous.

He is good at balancing the relationship between the surrounding countries, and he has a harmonious relationship with the Pope. He has also funded many painters and sculptors, and is a generous and generous collector.

When Da Vinci entered the palace, although there was a little resistance in his heart, he couldn't help but look up at the collection.

He saw Botticelli's well-known "Annunciation" at a glance, raised his eyebrows and walked away quickly.

Mr. Piero was stopped at the door, and he was the only one left to enter the lord's office.

The light in the room is not very bright. In the dimness, there is only a lamp on the long cypress table, and there are servants on both sides.

"Mr. Da Vinci." The lord closed the document in his hand and said unhurriedly, "I finally saw myself."

The young man raised his eyes slightly, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "Greetings to you, Lord Lord."

However, the conversation was just a regular conversation about some art-related topics, as well as some irrelevant scattered topics.

Da Vinci wanted to yawn quite a bit, but he held back.

"By the way," Lorenzo said casually, "I bought such a ring on the black market a few days ago. Take a look."

A page came quickly with a velvet cushion on which lay a diamond ring.

The ring setting is made of platinum, and there are petal-shaped rubies dotted beside the huge diamonds, which looks small and delicate.

From a distance, it looks like a cyclamen from Greece in bud.

Although Da Vinci didn't know why he showed this to himself, he still looked at it carefully for a moment.

"The diamond on this ring actually has 58 facets." He murmured, "How did you do it?"

Lorenzo's expression changed slightly, and his tone deepened: "You don't know?"

"And it's a red color that can only be used by nobles." Da Vinci asked in surprise, "Is it the new favorite of the French royal family?"

Lorenzo stared at him with complicated eyes for a moment, then said lightly: "The design is indeed good."

As soon as he moved his fingertips, the attendant next to him saluted and stepped back with the ring on.

"You are indeed very talented and will become a very good painter." He stood up: "Come and live in my palace, I can be your long-term sponsor."

This is not an uncommon occurrence.

The most popular painter in Florence today——Mr. Keg, grew up in the Medici family when he was young, and now he is funded to open an independent workshop.

The Medici family owned more than ten gardens and villas, and their assets spread throughout Tuscany. Even the nearby villas also raised many sculptors and artists.

They always hold grand balls and knightly contests, and painters find suitable angles to record these grand events, so that the world can have a glimpse of them.

Da Vinci obviously didn't have much interest in this matter, he only thought politely for a while, and then calmly refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I prefer city life."

"Your father has agreed to be our notary," Lorenzo said unhurriedly, "If you come to my place, you will not only be able to see Michelozzo's manuscripts and Angelico's authentic works, but you will also be free from Restricted drawing."

—Angelico!

Da Vinci's expression was a little moved when he heard his father being mentioned, and every benefit after that was like a weight of pure gold, which made him a little irresistible.

He suddenly thought of the little maid in his home, and heaved a long sigh.

"Speaking of which, do you have a servant?" Lorenzo took a sip of the wine poured by the servant and said, "How many? If there are not many, you can also bring them together."

"There is only one maid." Da Vinci collected himself, and said after a while: "Sorry, sir, I may have to think about it again."

Lorenzo seemed to have expected this sentence a long time ago, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to take a closer look at Giotto's works?"

— Giotto!

Giotto 200 years ago!

The young man was stunned, and he was a little speechless.

Even if he still remembered the incident in April and the hanging head, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the name.

Looking at his paintings is to understand the perspective skills at close range, and to see the mysteries of outlining the characters.

It was he who gave the Virgin and Child their souls, and painted the angels with baby-like expressions.

"...Okay, I promise you."

Even if he might have to live with that guy, Xiao Tong, he should reluctantly agree.

"The Medici family welcomes you." Lorenzo lowered his eyes and smiled: "Bring your maid tomorrow."

"If she performs well, the Dukalai Palace will also give her enough preferential treatment."

The author has something to say: Heidi, who is stirring the agar beef broth medium: ah——吹!

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[Supplement on January 1]

A lesson in blood and tears from a textual research party goldfish author.

I saved half of the manuscript and felt that the name Ducale Palace was wrong. I thought there was something wrong. I checked the wall and found no such person.

Then I went over the wall WIKI, and finally remembered where I did the research——

The Medici Palace, also known as the Old Palace and the Forbidden City, is simply and crudely called the Medici Palace on the Chinese side.

But before the Medici family moved, the historical name here was Ducale Palace. For details, you need to check the information on the Internet, which is not available in China.

=. =I was busy saving the manuscript of the crown prince, and I was confused when I finished writing this, what is it... so I turned around halfway and started to make up lessons again (angry)

Goldfish's memory is really troublesome, I can't remember what those few finished articles are about now...I really forget _(:з」∠)_

Source WIKI Encyclopedia/Baidu translation:

Palazzo Vecchio (Italian pronunciation: [pa_lattso_v_kkjo] "Old Palace") is the town hall of Florence, Italy.It overlooks a replica of Michelangelo's David statue in the piazza, and the gallery of statues in the adjacent Loggia de Ranzi.

Originally known as the Palazzodellasignoria, after the SignoriaofFlorence, the governing body of the Florentine Republic, it has also been given several other names, depending on the various uses of the palace throughout its long history: Palazzo del Popolo (Palazzodelpopolo), PalazzodeiPriori and PalazzoDucale.The building acquired its current name when the residence of the Dukes of the Medici was moved to Palazzo Pitti across the Arno.

【January 1, manuscript deposit notes】

Source: Western Middle Ages - History of Costumes in the Gothic Era

Author: unknown

clothing color

Medieval Europeans were keen on the symbolic role of color, and desperately pursued the social well-being and good functions of clothing, among which the symbols of green, blue and red were prominent.

1.

Green: The Celts have a belief in worshiping trees. During the May Festival, people wear green clothes and decorate themselves with freshly sprouted branches from the forest to celebrate the arrival of summer. end-of-the-century habit.Almost all festival costumes are made of green woolen fabric, and the name of this green color is called vert.Since this green woolen fabric was dyed twice in blue and yellow, the cost was relatively high, so it became one of the more expensive fabrics at that time.Except for May festival clothing and hunting clothes with camouflage function, green is generally not used in daily life.However, this color is often used in children's clothing, where green symbolizes youth, youth, vitality and hope.

2.

Blue: Blue woolen fabrics are often used in peasant clothes, because the dye comes from a kind of perennial grass of the rapeseed family that contains blue dyes grown in various parts of Europe - Daqing. Before Indian blue was imported in large quantities in the 16th century, Turin in Germany Roots, the Picardy region in northern France, and the Languedoc region in southern France have always been the center of Daqing trade.The blue woolen fabric is representative of the cloth recorded in the property catalog after the death of the peasant. It is also found in the property records of some nobles. It can be seen that the dyeing quality of this kind of fabric is also divided into many grades, and not all of them are cheap. .The peasants in the Middle Ages were relatively poor in terms of system and spirit, so the blue commonly used by peasants became a symbol of stupidity and inferiority.

3.

Red: A parasite called "cochineal" on cypress trees in Spain and southern France, from which red dye is obtained. The woolen fabric dyed with this dye is called scarlet, that is, scarlet or deep red (called in French). écarlate). Since the 13th century, this red fabric has maintained its highest price status.People in the Middle Ages were particularly fond of this kind of woolen fabric. In the era when dyeing technology was not yet developed, it was the only dye that could dye bright red. The word scarlet is just a color name today, but it was the name of the fabric at the time. In the 14th century, after the French bureaucracy was rectified, this crimson was used for the uniform of the highest justice.The justices in the era of Charles VII (reigned 1422-1461) and Louis XI (reigned 1461-1483) wore this deep red Purpovan to show their status and official position.When the king passed away, the succeeding princes and chief judges wore dark red clothes instead of black mourning clothes in order to show that the kingdom would never decline. These habits indicated that red symbolized power and authority.

4.

Black: Christian Belletti wear black monk clothes, which means poverty and humility. The black color of this kind of clothing is not dyed, but woven with black wool.Because in that era there was still no beautiful black fabric.In medieval French, black was often used to describe ugly things, so people in the middle ages believed that black represented dirty.But by the end of the Middle Ages, when people were able to produce the shiny dark black wool fabric brunette and black velvet, people's understanding of black changed. Around 1350-1360, black was the first to be popular in Italy. It was originally because the country promulgated a luxury ban to force people to wear black clothes, but this instead promoted the development of beautiful black silk fabrics, and black became the most refined color. At the end of the 14th century, the popularity of black spread to France. By the 15th century, with the Burgundian court as the center, black was popular for both men and women in a wide range of regions in Europe.Duke Philip the Good (reigned 1419-1467) of Burgundy usually wears a black Porpovan and holds a black Chaprun on his head. It is said that after his father was assassinated, he was deeply stimulated, and he never took off his mourning clothes.Black is used in mourning, and black expresses sorrow and painful feelings. The popularity of black at the end of the Middle Ages may also express the infinite sense of melancholy of people at that time.