"This painting! Oh my god! It's so artistic!"
"I don't know much about art, but I feel like this painting is awesome."
"This is the charm of Chinese painting. It is pleasing to the eye at a glance."
"Guanzhu Ning is too awesome."
"Now I really suspect that the anchor is here to cultivate immortality."
"It's a bit exaggerated."
Netizens were excited.
The quality of this painting is quite high.
The first netizen who said he was an art student for nine years had a sudden idea and took a screenshot of Ning Fei's painting and sent it to his teacher.
The art student asked by the way: "Teacher, what do you think of this painting?"
Not long after, he received a reply from his teacher Zhao Qi: "Which master's masterpiece is this? Is it a new work? The artistic conception is very high, and the levels and depth of the brush and ink are just right. This person definitely has good attainments in traditional Chinese painting."
Seeing this reply, the art student was stunned for a moment.
You must know that his teacher Zhao Qi is a very authoritative traditional Chinese painting expert. He also has a place in the Chinese traditional painting circles. He has real skills and is definitely not comparable to those sanctimonious "masters".
Zhao Qi thinks so highly of Ning Fei
The art student replied: "Teacher, this was drawn by an anchor."
"Anchor? Real or fake? Are you kidding me?" Zhao Qi said in surprise.
Of course Zhao Qi didn't believe it. You must know that traditional Chinese painting cannot be mastered by simply learning it in two years.
Traditional Chinese painting focuses on artistic conception and freehand brushwork, and requires a deep understanding of beauty, rhythm, and art in order to be able to paint it.
Just like Jet Li said: "It took me twenty years to punch this punch, how can you stop it?"
The same is true for Chinese painting, ranging from complex to simple. The simpler things are, the more difficult they are to express.
Not long after, the art student sent Ning Fei's live broadcast video.
Zhao Qi watched the video. Ning Fei took out his pen and ink and drew this picture of a landscape and a white crane in three strokes, five strokes and two strokes, and fell into deep silence.
This person looks to be in his twenties.
Actually, it has already reached this level
The pen vigor, strength, and posture are all impeccable.
Zhao Qi is proficient in traditional Chinese painting, so he can naturally see that Ning Fei is a truly capable person.
After that, Zhao Qi specifically checked Ning Fei's information. The more he checked, the more surprised he was about Ning Fei.
"I didn't expect that there are such masters hidden in the mountains." Zhao Qi looked at Ning Fei's paintings, the more he looked at them, the more he liked them, and he praised them in his heart.
"It would be great if I had an apprentice like this."
"But with my current level, I'm afraid I'm not qualified to be his teacher."
After Ning Fei finished the painting and let it dry, he began to glue the painted oil paper to the frame. This was another very delicate job.
At this time, the aroma of food came from the front yard.
It was Jiang Xue who started cooking again.
When Ning Fei was alone in the Taoist temple before, his eating time was not regular. If there were not many things to do, it would be okay.
Just like now.
Ning Fei smelled the aroma of the food, smiled without any trace, and then continued to stick the oil-paper umbrella.
"The glue must be evenly applied so that the oil paper can fit better."
After Ning Fei glued all the oil paper to the frame, he found a battery-type hair dryer to dry the glue on each frame.
"The last step is to brush the umbrella surface with cooked tung oil. Tung oil can be very waterproof."
Ning Fei took out the brush and tung oil and applied it lightly on the umbrella surface.
"After the tung oil dries, the oil-paper umbrella can be officially used."
After applying tung oil, Ning Fei blew the tung oil dry again.
Natural air drying has the same effect as blow drying, but it can greatly reduce the production time.
When everything was finalized, the oil-paper umbrella was finally completed.
I saw Ning Fei holding a brown bamboo umbrella in his hand. There were landscapes and cranes painted on the umbrella. The umbrella frame and ribs were made of bamboo sections of the same color. The overall look was very aesthetic.
Ning Fei tried the opening and closing effect. The oil paper was tightly attached to the umbrella stand, and it closed naturally, making it a perfect fit.
"Not bad, finally done."
Ning Fei is very satisfied with his work.
He planned to go outside the pavilion and try out the rain-proof effect of the oil-paper umbrella.
When he looked outside, he realized that the rain had stopped at some point.
Ning Fei was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and his back looked a little lonely for a moment. There seemed to be a black crow above his head, flying over his head with a string of ellipses and a squawking sound.
“The oil-paper umbrella is so beautiful, I want to buy one too!”
"Well, traditional umbrellas are more convenient, but this kind of elegant and natural beauty can never be matched by industrial products."
"Ning Guanzhu, do you want to hold an umbrella in the rain? But the rain seems to have stopped."
"I'm just wondering why Ning Guanzhu paused for such a moment."
"Hahaha, Guanzhu Ning is depressed again."
"I made the umbrella when I saw it was raining. Now that my umbrella is ready, you tell me it has stopped raining?"
All kinds of barrage ridicule came, making people laugh.
Ning Fei put away the oil-paper umbrella, walked to the front yard and placed the oil-paper umbrella in the corner, then went to see how Jiang Xue's rice was doing, and went to help himself.
After the rain, Qingfengguan became brighter and brighter after being washed with water.
After dinner, Ning Fei came to the yard. This time he did not go to the pavilion, but to the front yard.
Ning Fei thought for a while and said to the netizens in the live broadcast room: "Do you still remember the fruit wine I made last time? You should be able to drink it by this time."
"The national wine brewed at home should not take too long. If it is industrial fruit wine, it can be brewed for a longer time, and the longer it is, the better it tastes."
Ning Fei went to the cellar and took out two jars of fruit wine.
He came outside the yard, prepared a table, placed two jars of fruit wine on it, and called Jiang Xue out.
During dinner, Ning Fei checked Jiang Xue's pulse. Jiang Xue's condition was very stable and no acupuncture was needed today.
"Wow, I met Guanzhu Ning's girlfriend again."
"I haven't watched the live broadcast in a few days. This girl is so handsome. When did she come here?"
"They say he is a friend of Guanzhu Ning, but we always feel that he doesn't look like him."
"I feel like both of them are interested in each other."
"Don't talk nonsense. The host is my husband, and that woman is just his friend."
"Dream on, I would rather see the master or my husband."
At this time, Ning Fei had already opened a jar of grape wine, and he said proudly:
"Most of the fruit wines on the market today are made from white sugar and other ingredients, plus alcohol. Although the taste is refreshing, it lacks the mellow and soft feeling, and it loses the original taste and nutrition of the fruit wine."
"This kind of fruit wine is brewed from pure natural fruits. It is soft and gentle when entering the throat. It has no obvious spicy or irritating taste. The alcohol content is not too high, so people who don't know how to drink can drink it easily."
The wine jar was opened, and for a moment, a faint aroma of grapes and alcohol came out.
"It smells so good." Jiang Xue said with a smile after smelling the smell of wine.
"Do you usually drink?" Ning Fei took out two wooden cups and asked.
"I have never drank, my health has not been good, and my family does not allow me to drink alcohol."
"Right."
The fruit wine is first filtered through a filter to remove the fruit residue, and after being poured into a wooden cup, it is a crystal clear purple-red liquid.
Ning Fei poured Jiang Xue and himself a glass each.
"Thank you." Jiang Xue took the wooden cup and thanked him in a low voice.
Jiang Xue put the grape wine in front of her nose and smelled it. The taste of the grape wine was lighter than expected.
She tentatively picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the fruit wine. Suddenly, the sweetness of the fruit wine bloomed in her mouth. The taste is a little bit astringent, which makes people salivate.
A touch of joy filled Jiang Xue's eyes, and she smiled: "It's so sweet!"
Ning Fei also took a sip of the fruit wine and said happily: "This brew is good, not too sour, just right."
When netizens saw the two of them in this state, they were all envious.
At this moment, the little fox ran to Ning Fei's feet and gently rubbed Ning Fei's calf with his front paws. Looking at it like this, he actually smelled the aroma of wine and wanted to ask for some wine to drink.
Ning Fei was very interested, so he took the little fox's drinking basin and poured some fruit wine for the little fox.
When netizens saw this, they called out "people are worse than foxes".
Ning Fei's drinking capacity was indeed average. After drinking some fruit wine, he felt a little dizzy. Fortunately, he was still conscious.
The little fox was even worse. After Ning Fei poured the wine for it, the little fox drank it all in a few times. Then he barked a few times and started to stagger when walking.
From the looks of it, this white fox is drunker than any other person.
"Woof woof woof!"
The little dog ran to the side of the little fox. When he saw the strange look of the little fox, he barked several times anxiously.
The little fox ignored it and ran to his nest. Then he wanted to jump up, but he hit the wall directly.
The cute look made netizens laugh.
Jiang Xue saw this scene and hurriedly ran over to pick up the little fox and put it into the little fox's nest.
The little fox lay down, seemed very satisfied, and fell asleep contentedly.
Ning Fei also felt a little dizzy at this time, so he said to netizens:
“Viewers, that’s it for today’s live broadcast, see you tomorrow!”
After saying that, he turned off the live broadcast.
(End of chapter)