Not long after the two pandas left, as expected, heavy rain poured down.
It was already afternoon. After Ning Fei and Jiang Xue had dinner together, they cleaned up the house.
"I'm going to the pavilion to rest for a while. You're still weak now. It's best not to come out. You'll catch a cold easily." Ning Fei said with concern.
"Well, okay." Jiang Xue replied softly.
After saying that, Ning Fei left.
A rainy day in the Taoist Temple has its own unique charm. Looking from the building, the rainwater pours down and flows into water lines along the gaps between the green tiles of Sanqing Hall. There are several shallow puddles below, and rainwater keeps falling into them, causing splashes of water.
Jiang Xue looked out the window, feeling that the scenery was particularly attractive.
Listening to the sound of rain, she was thinking again, what is Ning Fei doing at this time
She picked up her tablet and turned on the live broadcast.
In the picture, Ning Fei is seen running from the front yard to the backyard holding a pile of light brown paper and a pile of bamboo. The rain was heavy, and in just a moment, Ning Fei's head and shoulders were already wet.
When he came to the corridor, Ning Fei patted the rain on his head.
The rain ran down a few strands of hair, making his hair look a little messy, but it added a bit of a wild charm.
"Guanzhu Ning, what are you doing?"
"It's raining so hard, Ning Guanzhu still comes out."
"I thought it wouldn't be broadcast anymore."
"Master Ning Guan's calculations are really accurate. It really rained this afternoon. I admire him."
"When did Guanzhu Ning say that?"
At this time, Ning Fei walked to the pavilion and put down everything in his hands. Only then did netizens see clearly what Ning Fei was holding.
Some bamboo, a stack of oil paper, some tung oil, a small bucket of glue, as well as tools such as string, scissors, knives, and saws.
"With these things, Guanzhu Ning doesn't want to make an umbrella, right?"
"Look at it, it looks very similar!"
"It's not very similar, it definitely is."
Netizens speculated one after another, and Ning Fei nodded, confirming their guesses.
"It may rain in Qinshan during this period, and there are no umbrellas in the Taoist temple, so I plan to make an oil-paper umbrella."
"When I was young, I learned this craft from my master. My master was very good at weaving umbrellas."
"In this day and age, nylon silk folding umbrellas are popular, while traditional oil-paper umbrellas have been retired, and there are fewer and fewer artists who can make handmade umbrellas."
"However, China still has many powerful traditions. For example, the Luzhou oil-paper umbrella requires more than 90 processes such as supporting, twisting, netting, papering, rolling, basting, and hoop baking to complete."
"The made umbrella will not fall off after being soaked in water for 24 hours, and it will not deform when walking in Category 5 winds. It is very impressive."
"I don't have such professional making tools, but the umbrella I made is enough to protect me from the rain."
After hearing Ning Fei's words, netizens were once again impressed by Ning Fei's talent.
"I'll go. Can the anchor still make oil-paper umbrellas?"
"What else can't you do?"
"Almighty!"
"Making oil-paper umbrellas sounds very charming."
"To be honest, I have never seen an oil-paper umbrella before."
"As times progress, nylon umbrellas are definitely better and more convenient, but oil-paper umbrellas are traditional and cannot be thrown away."
At this time, Ning Fei had already taken out a bamboo bone and was about to start making an umbrella.
“Umbrella ribs must be made of high-quality bamboo wood, and then the bamboo material must be sawed into bamboo tubes of appropriate specifications.”
"When I was looking for Cui Long Bamboo yesterday, I was also looking for suitable bamboo wood, and this one is very suitable."
"It's best to choose a bamboo frame for the entire umbrella stand, so that the color, texture, and fit will be perfect."
"The main grip has been selected. The next step is to split the bamboo bones into bamboo strips for support."
As he spoke, Ning Fei took out saws, long knives and other tools, and with the blessing of his "Extreme Knife Skill", he continued to decompose the bamboo wood and split it into bamboo strips one by one.
"It's so well chopped. Each bamboo strip looks the same size."
"Obsessive-compulsive disorder means it's a real pleasure to watch the anchor deconstruct the bamboo tube."
“It’s very comfortable to watch.”
"It is indeed a traditional Chinese craft, and every movement feels full of beauty."
"Guanzhu Ning is a craftsman!"
Ning Fei silently continued to make an umbrella. Splitting the bamboo strips was only the first step. The next step was the real difficulty.
Drilling, assembling, threading, and connecting umbrella handles and heads.
These steps are easy to say but very troublesome to do. Each step requires patience and care.
Little Fox ran to the pavilion at some point and lay on a bench nearby, accompanying Ning Fei.
The little falcon is resting in its nest.
The puppy was lying at the door of the pet kennel, with its front legs stretched out in front of it, looking at the splashing raindrops, looking curious about everything.
By the time Ning Fei finished processing the ribs of the oil-paper umbrella, before he knew it, it was already past six in the afternoon.
"Phew, it took four hours and the umbrella stand is finally finished."
Ning Fei looked at the umbrella stand in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"The next step is to finish the decoration on the oil paper umbrella."
"In ancient times, literati would write poems and paintings before oiling oil-paper umbrellas to express their feelings. The ancient patterns on the umbrellas often express the beauty of oil-paper umbrellas."
"I first confirm the area that needs to be cut on oil paper."
Ning Fei got busy again. He traced the oil paper on the umbrella stand a few times, drew the approximate cutting area of the oil paper umbrella, and then carefully cut it out with scissors.
Then, Ning Fei took out the brush and ink and started grinding them.
Seeing this scene, netizens felt that Guanzhu Ning might be "showing off his skills" again.
"Ning Guanzhu means that he wants to paint on the oil paper umbrella?"
"In ancient times, literati would personally paint on oil-paper umbrellas, which would make them more artistic."
"This is China's treasure."
"I'm curious about what Ning Guan mainly paints?"
"I remember that the Taoist panorama I painted before was very good."
"Look, he seems to have only prepared black ink. Could it be that he only used one color?"
"Could it be that Ning Guanzhu wants to paint Chinese paintings?"
"Chinese painting is not that simple. Chinese painting focuses on freehand brushwork and has higher requirements for painters."
"If you are an art student in nine years, Chinese painting is really difficult. It depends on your talent. Some people will praise you for their two strokes, and the teacher will praise you for it. Some people will be devalued by the teacher as worthless after racking their brains for two days. .”
At this time, Ning Fei had already started painting.
The tip of the pen is dipped in thick ink, and as the pen comes down, the tip of the pen changes from thick to light as the hand gently outlines.
This scene has a beautiful artistic conception.
Xiaohu didn't know why, but he had already sat up and looked at Ning Fei with all his attention.
"This is... landscape!"
Netizens were shocked.
Because Ning Fei only used a few strokes to draw a majestic landscape painting.
Then, Ning Fei clicked a few more strokes lightly,
On the river, another small boat appeared. On top of the small boat, a fisherman could vaguely be seen pushing the boat forward.
There are mountains, water, and boats
Ning Fei painted very quickly, full of unrestrained charm. His pen became faster and faster, sketching out a beautiful picture.
Finally, Ning Fei drew two cranes looking at a boat in the distance at the front of the scroll. The heads of these two cranes were not drawn. Netizens were surprised when they saw Ning Fei take out another plate of ink.
It's red ink.
He took out a new paintbrush, dipped it in red ink, and then clicked on the heads of the two cranes. For a moment, the cranes seemed to come alive, which was amazing.
In the black and white landscape painting, there are two bright red spots that look like human eyeballs.
This stroke is really the finishing touch!
Upon closer inspection, I discovered that the close-up view of this painting was of a crane, while the distant view was of a landscape and a boat. The two complement each other, and it actually elevates the entire painting to a new level!
What a beautiful artistic conception!
Landscape painting is very fast, it only takes a few minutes.
When netizens saw the pattern on the oil-paper umbrella clearly, they were all stunned and speechless.
This painting is absolutely amazing.
At first glance, everything in the painting seems to be alive.
The two cranes seemed to be alive, and the boat seemed to be drifting slowly.
The little fox beside him also moaned softly inexplicably.
(End of chapter)