Ten Mile Room

After Mr. Jiude said that, he walked out of the tea booth slowly.

Seeing him coming out, Jiang Gezi hurriedly asked the neighbors around him to make room for the old man and invite him to speak.

He still has to give the face of the artist.

After making the arrangements, he turned around and muttered to Mrs. Duan Fourth, because the guests arrived suddenly, and there was an old artist among them, so he couldn't wait any longer.

So, he invited Sis-in-law Duan to go to the old restaurant at Jiekou, and asked for Wuguan's high-quality noodles.

When he made arrangements, he turned around and smiled.

Mr. Ren has already stood on the bluestone strip of the old stage and started to preach.

"Hey~ I said that the old neighbors just don't want their houses to be decided by others? You are afraid that some kind of tempered tenant will come tomorrow so that you can kick a hole in your new house. Love to hear the sound, don't you?"

After he finished speaking, the neighbors below nodded in unison.

The cultural level of the old neighbors is not high, but since the earlier regulations came out, they also asked someone to inquire about it.

There are good and bad stories about the artist, not to mention for the time being, but the fact that he likes to hook up with little girls and young babies is the one that the old neighbors care about the most.

In the streets and alleys, false rumors are spread, not good ones, but crooked ones are accurate. It is said that artists with weird clothes are wandering around all day long.

It is also said that there are corpse sculptures, and there are a lot of corpses in the house.

For the younger ones, let’s talk about attitudes, saying that people look down on ordinary people at all, and seeing the sky call a group of people to come to the house to have strange parties and make the neighbors uneasy...

The so-called rumors, of course, need to add fuel and vinegar, the young and old are a little uncertain about the future tenants.

It stands to reason that people in this big city have seen a lot and have different insights. As long as you get the money, you don't care who you rent your house to!

Compared with harmless and slightly paranoid and sensitive artists, in fact, other industries are not necessarily safe.

But this place in Changhui County, to put it bluntly, has no worldview, so it is inevitable that some art things are too far away from the job bowl, and if they don't understand it, the neighbors will inevitably feel afraid.

Seeing the neighbors nodding repeatedly, Mr. Jiude smiled and said: "This old man really has to confess his love to the neighbors, I am afraid that the neighbors have some misunderstandings about our art!"

The old neighbors smiled politely, but no one said a word.

"Actually... let's talk about art. I won't talk about it when I get older, but let's briefly describe what art is! Art is a very macroscopic thing, and it covers many branches. It sounds good to hear these children singing?"

Mr. Jiude pointed to Deng Changnong and the others.

The children in my own street don't sound good, so I have to say it sounds good. My uncle, grandpa, and grandma are sitting not far behind.

Everyone nodded in unison.

The master chuckled: "Hey, singing, in our business, is kinetic art."

Is that so?This is art?

The old neighbors turned their faces in disbelief to see Deng Changnong and the others, they?Is this art?

The three hurriedly raised their chests and raised their heads, and put the dishcloth for washing the cups behind them. He Mingchuan also kicked the broken iron basin beside him, and knocked his toes with a bang, which made his entire face distorted.

However, he still held his head high!

Jiang Gezi wanted to laugh, but quickly covered his mouth, opened the coarse curtain and entered the pavilion.

Mr. Jiude nodded in satisfaction. After finishing speaking, he pointed back at the wooden pavilion behind him and said, "Old neighbors, doesn't this tea pavilion look good?"

After finishing speaking, he lifted the cloth curtain with his back to the tea booth, showing a smiling face like a flowering steamed bun, brushing his upper and lower gums, revealing sixteen white die teeth.

Jiang Gezi froze there like Zhou Xingxing, his neck moved his head to look around mechanically.

That must look good!

It's not good-looking~ it has to be good-looking too!

Everyone nodded more vigorously like chickens pecking rice, and applauded.

As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, the curtain fell.

Jiang Gezi touched his chin in embarrassment and looked around.

Left and right only when they are dead.

Outside, Mr. Jiude touched the heat-painted gourd hanging on the door rail again and said: "Hey! This gourd painting is beautiful! I remember I wanted to learn this craft when I was young. It's a pity. At that time, my family hoped that I could You missed me by learning vocal music, and now that I think about it, I still regret it, it’s really beautiful! It’s really beautiful... Do you think it’s good?"

Those who were close to Fourth Brother Duan's family naturally nodded vigorously, and those who were a little bit small in heart just pretended not to hear.

It's really Grandpa Duan's outrageous mouth that offends people everywhere all the year round. He didn't accrue virtue to his descendants, even if he praised Deng Changnong's old neighbors, he didn't mind it. Why should he praise Fourth Brother Duan?

Seriously, he dared to buy Zhao Shu's house?Also... so cheap to buy!

This is hateful!

Jiang Gezi pretended nothing happened and went out to look around, and wanted to laugh after watching it.

He thought to himself, just the old and the young!This naive guy who doesn't know how to cover up anything wants to fight against old companies?

Hey... I would have been led into a ditch long ago.

Mr. Jiude didn't know that the neighbors were playing tricks. Seeing that the opinion was echoed by the majority, he was naturally satisfied. He touched the gourd and said: "This gourd, in our art, is called static art, which belongs to the category of crafts... ..."

Li Kegong came out with a cup of tea and wanted to watch the fun, but suddenly a hand stretched out from his side and snatched his gourd cup. He turned his face and laughed angrily.

Is there such a thing as crossing a river and demolishing a bridge?

Jiang Gezi served the tea with both hands, and when he was done, he dragged the largest wooden stake in the tea booth out for the old man to sit on.

Mr. Jiude thanked him, took off the bluestone strip, patted his clothes and sat down, took a sip of tea and said: "Old neighbors~ I'm just afraid that the house will be cleaned up. In the future, I have pimples in my heart for artists, but I just don't like it." Can you swallow it alive and dare not push it out?"

The neighbors nodded together like smashing garlic.

But Mr. Jiude laughed: "That's easy! After a while, we will hold an art conference here. At that time, all those who hold crafts and crafts... will hold their works, oh, like this gourd It’s enough to draw at this level, why don’t you all try it out? There’s a lot of meat! Is Xing just entering the threshold? I don’t believe it, go to a hundred, but not a single apprentice?

Then if there is an art apprentice, it will be easy to talk about in the future!You only need to rent the house to people you are familiar with first, and then let the neighbors you are familiar with, after seeing the character of the artist and the category of art, and feel that it is appropriate in your heart, is it okay to rent it out again! "

Yes, it can still be like this!

The faces of the old neighbors were full of surprise, and they all turned their faces to look at their grandpa.

Master Pole, all the young and old are up to you!

However, their grandpa was thinking about something with his head down.

Jiang Gezi thought to himself, it sounds nice, but it's not that simple.

The worship of artists in Gale is actually no less than the worship of nobles.

Even, an artist who can add luster to the country and whose works are recognized by the whole world, his social status even surpasses that of the royal family.

Aristocrats have to spend money to stay in hotels abroad, but if you are an internationally recognized artist, you will become the light of the whole country, and restaurants, hotels, museums, and all public facilities around the world are open to you without money. You can live and eat as you like.

They just wish you died there, so they can make a relic, and the whole museum will continue to collect money.

Why is this so?

Then... there are more reasons for the formation, which cover history, geography, disasters and many other reasons.

However, one of the most important ones is that if an artist wins a gold medal in the Gale International Art Competition every year, it will light up the country on the central sculpture "Gail in Perpetual Motion" on the world's art mecca of Fonken Island. little star.

The stars are divided into bronze, silver, and gold, and the bonuses are also different. In addition to the normal rewards from the organization of the conference, the rewards given by various countries are also quite considerable.

Even if it's just a mere international bronze medal, in the residential area in the center of Zhongzhou City, the artist can point it out and buy it for you wherever you want!

Pay the bill for the royal family!

Even if the royal family does not buy it, the country will buy it, and if the country does not buy it, the people of the whole country will not agree.

Gaelic artists are such a powerful existence.

As for the incubator of international artists, Fonken Island, despite its small size, is the combined area of ​​five Hong Kong islands, and its geographical location happens to be in the center of the world, so it has all the core meanings.

It is also a holy place for artists all over the world.

Fonken Island is politically owned by the countries of the four continents to jointly allocate funds for construction and maintenance.

The owner of the island will be selected by artists sent by various countries to participate in the global election in accordance with the ten-year rotation method.

To put it bluntly, it is a bit like the United Nations of the Earth.

Why is it a holy place? About 900 years ago, in order to avoid a series of disasters involving the phenomenon of nightmares, a large number of court craftsmen landed on Funken Island in small boats.

The great sculpture artist Mr. Sahoran also came to this great island to study and live with his father in that year, and then he left at the age of 25 and became a master of court sculpture.

When Mr. Sahoran was 60 years old, he lost his beloved wife and four sons successively because of the nightmare phenomenon in his hometown and the war of division of the motherland.

Later, he returned to Fonken Island, started sculpture at the age of 65, and finished it at the age of 68. Using the ancient mechanical mechanism, he sculpted the handed down work of "Gael in Perpetual Motion".

He said: "When the stars of art cover the entire Gale, then! The best era of mankind will begin!"

The era when Mr. Sahoran sculpted "The Perpetually Moving Gale" was the era when Gael's wars and nightmares were the most frequent.It was also an era when large-scale land disasters occurred frequently due to changes in the earth's crust, and it was also an era in which all Gaelic humans suffered the most.

The words Mr. Sahoran said at the beginning are exactly in line with all the wishes of mankind for peace, freedom and beauty in the entire era.This has created the absolute special status of the sculpture "Gael in Perpetual Motion" in the hearts of people all over the world.

When the era of peace really comes, sports events and art events will become another war. Among them, the international art competition will surpass all competitive sports and become the main means for the countries of the Gaelic continent to publicize their national power and promote their culture.And because of its far-reaching and special social significance, it has become the top priority of the whole Gael.

It's a pity that art, no matter what it is, depends not only on talent, but also on the experience and experience of the artist.

Nowadays, in most countries, after hundreds of years of peaceful times, under the pampering and nourishment, the quality of works in the contemporary art world has declined as a whole. Works that can be handed down, shocking human nature, and people's hearts have not been produced for many years.

The so-called refinement without creativity, in recent decades, an idea has come and gone, repeatedly refined and refined, and widely used.

There has been no international Venus for 60 consecutive years, hanging on the "Perpetual Gale".

If there is no gold star hanging, then measure up!

After all, no country wants to have its own country in "Gael in Perpetual Motion" be completely dark, while the countries next to it are star-studded.

This is a matter of international face!

right!to be honest!As long as there are human beings, face will always be a big problem.

People living in Kyushu may not be able to survive a lifetime of noble origin, but they can gain respect by entering the circle of artists by virtue of their talent.

Although artists do not have as many fiefdoms as nobles, like Mr. Jiude, he said that he was inspired to compose music. Li Kegong, who has the status of aristocrat, would be excited, hand out his pen with trembling hands, and serve the pen and ink at the side, not I feel inferior.

He thought it was a good story.

Then if Mr. Jiude's song was passed down through the ages, wouldn't he be the person in the story.

Having said so much, artists are so popular in Gale, is it good to be an artist?

Artists who have entered the industry may say, it's not difficult!

But how would a layman describe it?

There is a common saying in society that describes it like this:

Ten lifetimes of treasury to raise a small talent, the old inheritance first [-] steps into apprenticeship, the higher the threshold for a lifetime of brilliance.

The so-called aptitude is the innate talent for art.

It's easy to describe, if you have talent, you have to have money at home, if you don't have money, you can sell yourself to a sponsor.

But if you want to sell, will someone buy it?

Engaging in art is not something that happens overnight, and patrons are not fools.

The rest depends on which school you rely on. If you rely on the country, you have to go to a professional university with royal or national background, such as the school that Meng Xiaojing went to.

Entering the school does not mean that everything will be fine!

You have to compete for qualifications in the school before you can enter the small art competition in the county and state where the school is located, and then enter the national art competition process.

As for the old inheritance of [-]-step entry, that is, you have an ancestral craftsman file, and you are formally apprenticed to a teacher, recommended by the teacher, and you can directly enter the domestic art competition process.

The so-called threshold is the point system for national art competitions, from the sixth prize to the first prize, from one point for the sixth prize to one hundred points for the first prize.

[-]% to become a junior artist, before that counted as an apprentice.

This is the so-called threshold. It is not difficult to say, a gold award for a work is [-] points, but it is difficult to say that even a sixth prize in a lifetime will not allow you to enter the artist profession.

Jiang Gezi's house in Laosan Lane was rented out to artists according to regulations, and this artist included art apprenticeships.

So Mr. Jiude said, it's not difficult!

It would be good to have an art apprentice, rent out the houses in the neighborhood collectively, and then sublet them out.

Mr. Jiude said quite calmly: "In a few days, it will be the first Changhui Art Appreciation Conference. Let's not talk about it. This apprenticeship qualification was not available in the low-level schools here before!

But now that the old man is here, he has this qualification, and the old neighbors are also going to take the exam collectively. The old man doesn't believe it. In your old street, the elders haven't left you a legacy for so many years? "

After he finished speaking, he looked at the old neighbors.

The faces of the old neighbors were all surprised that they could still do this.

After being surprised, he still looked at their Master Gan.

Jiang Gezi thought, never mind, this is really an opportunity.

This Changhui New Art University has just been established, and it is also the first conference held in the state and county of the country. It will not attract too many international forces to compete and intervene.

Nowadays, the Changhui Art Award has no international reputation, so it is worthless!

It's worthless, it's also an art competition with the prefix of the country, and the points generated here are recognized.

According to Mr. Jiude's statement, this is probably the above meaning. I hope to lower the level slightly, and release a few more artist apprentices from our country. What a pity.

The old neighbors saw that their master was not talking, so they stared at each other, and finally looked at Uncle Huang in unison, waiting for him to think.

This matter is so miraculous that the old neighbor couldn't figure it out, but when he wanted to understand it, he felt that what the old gentleman said was a little too mysterious.

After Uncle Huang listened, he lowered his head and began to think.

After a long time, he raised his head and said: "To be honest, old man, there were quite a few craftsmen long ago, such as embroiderers and picture mounters...they are all skills passed down from the ancestors to make a living. There are inheritances, but ... Our old alley craftsmanship can be said to be dated now... There is no way, you have to go to your stomach first, isn't it? In the years when the foreign surname was Wang, the taxes were so heavy! Who has time to mount paintings? Like my house, it is for the big corner of the county. Accompanied by playing the drums and playing the piano! According to your description, it is also a dynamic art... family! Right!"

This old guy, at this time, did not forget to add some glory to himself, and the neighbors burst into laughter when they heard this.

Mr. Jiude nodded with a smile, and said with a good temper: "Yes, that's right, that's how it is!"

Immediately, Uncle Huang looked around proudly, snorted and said, "Shut up! You still have old gentlemen who understand? Old gentlemen say that my house is... Kinetic art, right? I This is no bragging!"

After he finished speaking, there was an uncontrollable chuckle in the air.

Uncle Huang was about to scold, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Gezi, so he could only swallow it, pretending not to hear it.

Jiang Gezi really didn't mean to laugh at this old guy, he just remembered his nickname, Niubi Ting, and talking big in front of Niubi Ting could really be described as bragging.

Uncle Huang sighed regretfully: "It's a pity! I didn't learn the skills of my ancestors, hey! I don't need to mention my shopkeeper! Hey, it's too late to regret now, I... I'm a pawnshop shopkeeper..."

The old neighbors couldn't bear it anymore, and they burst out laughing together.

Jiang Gezi suppressed his smile, looked up pretending to be serious, and then all of them shut their mouths and lowered their heads. He was shocked all of a sudden, and there was not even a coughing person around.

Jiang Gezi was also uncomfortable. He was not so dignified before, and the old neighbors were free to joke around...

In the end... After experiencing things, there is no way to go back to the past.

Uncle Huang was still beside him, still muttering to himself: "Hey, I'm not going to be, I'm old! It's really hard to tell others.... To tell you the truth, most of the people who have inheritance booklets don't have heirs. There are heirs. People have stopped staying in this poor street for a long time. If they had the chance to run away, they would have already run away! In the early years, they went abroad a lot! Hey! Changhui’s soil and water are not good, and he can’t earn money to support his family..."

He tilted his head when he thought of something, suddenly slapped his thigh and said loudly: "Hey! Yes! Look at my head, speaking... Yes! There is a family inheritance, and it was quite famous back then... "

After he finished speaking, he stood up, looked around, then pointed to a little fat man huddled in a corner and said, "Xiaoshan! Is your booklet still there?!"

After Uncle Huang finished speaking, a timid little fat man stood up in the crowd. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he lowered his head shyly and nodded again.

As soon as Uncle Huang heard it, he was immediately happy. He turned around and said to Mr. Jiude: "Old man, the six old craftsmen's knives in Kyushu, the Southern School of Tibetan Knives and Flowers, are talking about his family!"

Mr. Jiude was startled suddenly, jumped up and asked, "What? The Tibetan Daohua family is here? Isn't it all dead?"

Grandpa Duan, who had been wanting to talk for a long time, snapped his head and said, "He's almost dead, and he's the only one left..."

Before he finished speaking, Grandma Duan slapped him on the back behind him: "What's the matter with you! Is the pigeon still sitting there? What's the matter with you? What nonsense are you talking about? What is death?" He is the only one left? These old neighbors are not dead! If you have an itchy mouth on an old thing, you can rub it on the wall! Put your head under the electric hammer and you will die! Ouch! God is causing trouble for the children at home! No one says anything, what are you talking about?"

Seeing that the old couple were about to quarrel, Uncle Huang quickly waved his hands and said, "Xiao Shan, your grandpa Duan is like this. Don't take it to heart. In this case, you go home first, and bring your family's inheritance brochure first. Look at this old gentleman."

The little fat man named Hua Xiaoshan had a good temper, first he shook his head at Grandma Duan to show that he was fine, then nodded and left obediently.

After he was far away, Mr. Jiude asked Uncle Huang curiously: "It's strange, I have been going to domestic competitions for decades, but I have never seen this little apprentice? When Mr. filed this old handicraft in the book... In the archives of the Zhongzhou Museum, this flower family has been discontinued for a long time...the ones filled in there are absolutely perfect!"

Grandpa Duan knew this history very well, so he couldn't help but jumped out and said: "It's not broken! It's not broken! There used to be a door-to-door bond at Laohua's family, and then he ran away with the apprentice booklet. It's..."

Speaking of this, he bowed his head in an extremely mysterious way and said loudly: "It's useless to say that it's Xiaoshan, there!"

He raised his eyebrows at Mr. Jiude's trousers and continued: "His father was adopted... But, it's confirmed at Xiaoshan's place. Old man, do you see his right hand? County handicraft factory, work accident ! With a click, four fingers are gone! Hey! He is disabled... Do you think it is broken?"

Grandma Duan slapped her man again with a "slap!"

After the filming, she smiled apologetically and said to Mr. Jiude: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Xiaoshan's life is hard, his father died when he was two or three years old, this skill is not broken from that child, it is It's too late to pass it on... If you ask Grandpa Huang, you will know it personally, but this old man doesn't know! I want to take him back, so you always talk first."

After the old lady Duan finished speaking, she tugged on her old man's ear and left.

The neighbors laughed as they watched them leave.

At this moment, four or five guys from the old restaurant at Jiekou came to the crowd with a three-layer rattan food box in their hands.

When the old neighbors saw that Mr. Gan was going to entertain him, they all stood up and said they wanted to go home to eat, and they would come back later.

In this way, the place quickly quieted down, and a table of high-quality Dabajin in the traditional banquet of Laosanxiang was placed in the middle of the table.

Wait for the big eight gold to be arranged.

Surrounded by ten plates of seasonal stir fry.

The eight golds are stewed, chicken neck skin, chicken tongue, yellow croaker belly, duck paw, duck neck, half-year-old pig upper shoulder, two-year-old yellow cow Nan, and three-year-old donkey copper coins (donkey whip).

Jiang Gezi pointed to the table and smiled lightly: "Please, everyone, this is the wish of the old neighbors. After you eat it, you really have to put water for the young and old when you go out tomorrow!"

After he said this, Mr. Jiude pointed at him and laughed.

"I said, Mr. Ganzi, it's nothing to worry about. The people in power over there are still there! What should you do after you say this... It smells so good! I don't dare to put down my chopsticks. Bribes? Hmm... delicious, then I will accept bribes! We will come and go frequently in the future, so the more the better!"

This old gentleman has a free and easy demeanor, if he says he doesn't stretch out his chopsticks, he won't stretch out his chopsticks!

A thick piece of donkey coin meat, dripping with juice, was grabbed and thrown into the mouth.