How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 127 Is this the taste of art?This is the smell of money!
In the early morning of this day, the morning fog in the mountains dissipated, and the small mountain village was full of freshness.

Birds flew overhead, chirping.

Zhao Chen returned to the village.

The little guys were also playing around by Zhao Chen's side.

After he started the live broadcast, he first concentrated on dealing with the weeds and fallen leaves in the yard, and cleaned up the outside of the yard.

After netizens entered the live broadcast room, what they saw was a relaxed and leisurely picture.

It didn't take long for more and more people in the live broadcast room.

Zhao Chen finished his work in the yard, then lowered the height of the drone, and took out the cloisonne incense burner that he had made before.

Next, he plans to make a new video about traditional culture.

The video will be posted on Bilibili and Douyin.

The current live broadcast content is the material of the video.

Seeing Zhao Chen's appearance, the old audience also knew that Zhao Chen had new ideas, so they couldn't help becoming curious.

The little fox ran into Zhao Chen's arms, squinting his eyes comfortably, his whole body full of laziness.

Zhao Chen stroked it, and then said to the netizens in the live broadcast room:

"Next, I want to reproduce a unique Chinese culture."

"This traditional culture is being lost, and it is even about to be registered as a cultural heritage by the little Japanese country next door."

"I hope to bring this culture back to people's attention."

Zhao Chen's words were slightly embarrassing.

Hearing his words, everyone was even more interested.

What kind of culture can make Zhao Chen feel so emotional?
Zhao Chen looked at the exquisite cloisonné incense burner in front of him. This incense burner was brightly colored, flamboyant, beautiful in shape, and extremely high in craftsmanship.

He picked up the incense burner and said, "Do you know why I chose to make an incense burner when I was making cloisonné?"

Facing Zhao Chen's question, several netizens immediately understood.

Netizen [A Plum Blossom]: [The traditional culture that Brother Chen wants to restore is related to the incense burner? 】

Netizen [Guling Manhole Cover]: [Could it be the culture of Shangxiang? 】

Netizen [Self-cultivation]: [What is the culture of incense, it is the culture of incense making! 】

Seeing that someone guessed it, Zhao Chen nodded and said:
"Yes, what I want to restore and display this time is the Chinese way of incense, that is, the culture of incense making."

"In ancient China, savoring incense, fighting tea, arranging flowers, and hanging paintings were called the 'four kinds of business', which were highly respected by princes and nobles."

"But now, the tea ceremony and flower arrangement have been called the quintessence of the country by the Japanese country next door, and even the incense ceremony has been learned and imitated by them."

"The way of fragrance in China is declining day by day."

"So, this time I plan to make a video of Xiang Dao."

Netizens were amazed.

L.

It originated from the traditional culture of China.

During the heyday in the Song Dynasty, using incense became an indispensable part of ordinary people's pursuit of a better life.

In the daily life of the Song Dynasty, incense can be seen everywhere.

There are incense shops in the market, and there are incense women who sell their appearance to customers in restaurants, and there is also a kind of incense, Zhao Chen felt that it was inconvenient to introduce, so he didn't talk about it.

At this time, Zhao Chen took out a few utensils.

They are censer ashes, a slender small spoon, a small brush, a metal print, and a slender structure similar to a small shovel.

The production process of incense is very complicated, but it is very simple to play with incense, basically you can do it with your hands.

I saw Zhao Chen pouring the ashes of the incense burner into the incense burner, and then, he picked up a small shovel and flattened and compacted the ashes bit by bit.

Everyone stared intently at the live broadcast.

When Zhao Chen started making incense, everyone felt that Zhao Chen's style immediately became much higher.

There is a demeanor of "Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world".

"The history of incense use in China can be summed up simply as it originated in the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Warring States Period, grew in the Qin and Han dynasties, was completed in the Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, and flourished in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties."

"Finally, with the decay and decline of the Manchu dynasty, warlords and wars broke out frequently, people were oppressed for a long time, and their spiritual life became more and more sluggish. Cultures such as incense, Taoism, poetry, singing and dancing gradually faded out of the public's field of vision."

"Nowadays, the national fortune is strong, people are kind-hearted, and many traditional cultures are recovering."

"Xiangdao culture is a kind of traditional culture that cannot be ignored, and it is worthy of people's taste and appreciation."

Zhao Chen was slowly making it in his hands, while explaining popular science to everyone.

Listening to his narration, and watching him speak calmly, people's expressions showed a touch of amazement.

[A master is a master, the realm is really high! 】

[Good guy, it looks like something played by nobles! 】

[These things add up to a few hundred dollars and can be bought online, the key depends on whether you know it or not. 】

【What?so cheap? 】

[It is said that the factory mass-produces it at this price. Brother Chen’s cloisonné incense burner costs 10,000+. I don’t know what kind of incense he uses. 】

Zhao Chen used a small shovel to flatten the ashes in the incense burner, and then compacted them bit by bit.

The ash is very delicate, there are no gaps after compaction, and it looks extraordinarily smooth.

Then, Zhao Chen took out another hollow print and placed it on top of the incense ash.

Then, Zhao Chen opened a box, which was full of golden yellow powder, like the color of shredded tobacco in cigarette rolls.

"These are the agarwood I bought."

"There are four famous fragrances in China, namely agarwood, sandalwood, ambergris, and musk."

"Agarwood is a kind of woody spice. It depends on the age of the raw material. The top-quality agarwood is just a layer of powder scraped from it, and you can buy it at a high price of thousands of dollars."

"This box of agarwood is not the best agarwood, and the price is not that expensive, about [-]."

Zhao Chen said.

【How many?Thirty thousand?Are you sure it's not three hundred? 】

[Good guy, doesn't the anchor take money as money? 】

[Brother Chen is a hidden local tyrant, and it is really ruthless to spend money on traditional culture. 】

[A box of incense is 3 yuan, a rich man!How many packs of Furong Wang do you have to smoke! 】

The barrage immediately exploded.

In fact, the incense that Zhao Chen burned every day when he was a child was much more expensive than this box of agarwood.

However, he doesn't have to pursue top quality, as long as the quality is high.

Zhao Chen scooped up the spices from the wooden box with a slender spoon, and sprinkled them into the hollowed-out printing spaces bit by bit.

This step is the same as sprinkle printing on coffee.

Zhao Chen filled the hollow with spices, and then compacted it with a little force.

After he took the print away, the spice became a fixed shape on the gray ashes.

The shape of the spice is very beautiful, and it is extremely neat, with sharp edges and corners, which looks elegant and expensive.

"People are born with a taste for taste."

"Fragrance can give people a sense of pleasure. It can adjust breath, clear the nose, open one's mind, harmonize the body and mind, and has endless magical effects."

"The ancients also used spices as medicine and tonics, with excellent results."

"In the Song Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats liked to meditate after burning incense to cultivate their sentiments."

"For someone who likes a slower pace of life, spices can be very powerful."

While talking, Zhao Chen picked up a stick of incense and slowly approached the spice.

Yinxiang is the incense that is lit in temples on weekdays. The temperature is passed from Yinxiang to spices, and after a while, all green smoke rises.

Zhao Chen covered the hollowed-out lid of the incense burner.

At this point, the steps of the incense path are over.

[The cloisonne censer burns agarwood, good guy, what a master this must be! 】

[Old people from Kyoto have to say "authentic" when they see it! 】

[In ancient times, at least Brother Chen started as a prince! 】

[The unpretentious life of the rich! 】

The smell of agarwood comes from the incense burner.

After Zhao Chen smelled it, he said: "The smell of this agarwood is more like honey, and the taste is a bit weak."

"Agarwood in different regions has different flavors and shades. Many incense lovers will choose their favorite flavor according to the place of origin."

"Nowadays there are a lot of people playing with incense, such as agarwood bracelets, agarwood beads, and spices on furniture, etc."

"The culture of incense and Taoism in China has always existed, but it is less publicized and less understood by everyone."

[Master knows a lot, he is very professional in this area! 】

[Where did he learn so much unpopular traditional cultural knowledge? 】

[Accumulation, Mr. Infinity Xiaoliang knows all kinds of animals, it is the accumulation all the time! 】

[A real artist! 】

At this time, the little fox smelled the spices and surrounded him curiously.

They raised their heads, and their small eyes were full of big doubts.

Seeing the reaction of the two of them, Zhao Chen was delighted.

"You two also understand Chen Xiang?"

As he said that, Zhao Chen directly put the two little foxes on the table, one in each hand.

The little guy looked at the incense burner, tilted his head left and right, and approached curiously.

Then, brother Coke thought it smelled good, so he lay down next to the incense burner, and he turned out to be going to sleep.

The younger sister, Juice, also lay down on her stomach, snuggling up with her brother.

incense burner, green smoke, fox

The picture is extremely dreamy.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Chen laughed again.

"These two little foxes are very spiritual, and they actually like the smell of agarwood."

"It reminds me of the two mouse spirits who stole the Buddha's lamp oil in Journey to the West."

"Spiritual animals will be very special in one aspect, and the things they like will be closer to human hobbies."

"These two little guys will enjoy it."

Netizens found it very interesting and happy.

[I'm not as good as two foxes! 】

[10,000+ cloisonne burns tens of thousands of agarwood, whoever smells it will not be confused! 】

[Is this the taste of art?This is the smell of money! 】

(End of this chapter)