National Treasure Artist

Chapter 107 This village ([-]-character chapter, please subscribe)

Lao Yang once secretly prayed that the inspection team from the province would be strong.

Because as long as you have the strength and foresight, you will not believe the news on the Internet, and you will not put the responsibility on Bai Gongtong regardless.

Now he is relieved.

They have strength, too much strength!
No, I was shocked just by looking at it.
Experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement, this group of people is obviously experts.

Lao Yang's pace was not fast, and his attention was basically concentrated on Mao Fangyi and Zhang Xiuli. When he found the amazement and shock on their faces, his heart was in his stomach.

Leaving Banwan Village Primary School, standing at the foot of the mountain into the old village.

Looking upwards, the houses are scattered among the vast mountains and rivers like crystal stars.

The old houses are all located in places with excellent scenery, surrounded by lush forests and bamboos, flowing water shuttles through them, and even many stilted buildings are hidden among ancient trees and green bamboos, just like landscape paintings.

There is a great artistic conception of "the mountains are deep and people don't realize it, and the whole village lives in the painting"!

A group of leaders looked up at the foot of the mountain and were unwilling to move.

Lao Yang took this scene into his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, he was happy, and he felt happy in his heart.

Look, how aggressive they were when they came, it frightened them all, and they rushed to meet them from a long distance away.

But in the blink of an eye, the big and small leaders have changed.

It's still my brother who is so powerful that he can overwhelm the leader from a distance without even showing up.

After a while, the team continued to move.

"Leader, look at the scenery formed by the convergence of the canals, look at the path paved with bluestone blocks"

"Leader, look at our house."

"Leader, look at the trash cans on the side of the road."

"Leader, look"

The village head and senior officials seem to have changed from the previous Li Rongxian, with rosy complexions, and their mouths are endless, wishing to point out all the beautiful things in the village.

Mao Fangyi looked at it carefully, and kept nodding his head in agreement.

Designer Bai really transformed this ancient cottage very well. The shape of the Buyi people is unified and both.

"Why do I see that many villagers are not at home?"

Mao Fangyi looked at his watch, and suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help asking: "It's getting dark now, why don't you see even a few cooking smokes?"

"Designer Bai said that a village can't just be tangible, but also have an inner spirit!"

"That's why Wanniantai and Jinxiufang were designed for the village. Now everyone loves to go to these two places when they have nothing to do!"

The village secretary happily agreed.

"Shall I take you to see it?"

"Trouble fellow!"

On the way to Jinxiufang, a building in the shape of an earthenware kiln caught Mao Fangyi's attention.

"Leader, that is the earthen pottery kiln built by Designer Bai for our village, and it is also the god of the village."

"Go see it too?"

"it is good!"

The village chief noticed Mao Fangyi's eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked deliberately.

These villagers also noticed the changes in the leaders, and they were relieved, knowing that Designer Bai should not be punished.

But just like this, they are not satisfied!

Didn't the leader say that?

If the renovation is good, we should also praise Designer Bai. The village chief and everyone are keeping this sentence firmly in mind.

"He Biao, the leader came to see you, you have to do well!"

"The leader said that if we do well, he will reward Designer Bai!"

He Biao is in front of the clay pottery kiln, with a potter's wheel and a pottery cart in front of him.
Things have been prepared long ago, just waiting for the leader to come.

Immediately took a posture, controlled the rotation speed of the potter's wheel, the turntable began to rotate, and slid his finger.
The soil gradually formed in front of everyone's eyes.
He Biao was extraordinarily serious and serious, and his every move was well-planned, and his whole spirit was reborn.

Mao Fangyi watched for a long time, and suddenly realized something different in his heart.

"Leader, let's go look elsewhere?"

"When the earthen pottery in He Biao's hand is finished, he must give it to you!"

"No thanks."

Mao Fangyi came back to his senses and waved his hands again and again, only to hear him solemnly say: "Is this also done by Designer Bai?"

"Yes, the leader. Designer Bai said that the real Bouyei people can't just wear clothes on the surface."

"Designer Bai also said that the skills handed down by these ancestors are the real treasures and the future source of income for our Bouyei people."

"White Designer Says"

The village head repeated Designer Bai's words, followed by the village secretary and villagers to add one by one.

You say a white designer, I say a white designer
"Brother Gongtong also said that"

Shu Ting blinked, but also timidly interrupted.

Everyone looked at the doll, and only heard her say: "Brother Gongtong said, let me study hard, and then go to the outside world to let more people know about our village!"

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"it is true!"

The girl was afraid that they wouldn't believe her, so she said emphatically with her small face in a hurry.

"I'm fascinated by the designer, I don't know when I can see him again."

Mao Fangyi nodded and sighed.

"Leader, shall we continue to take you to other places?"

The village chief smiled and stretched out his hand.

In front of a large repaired stilted building, there is Jinxiufang.

"Here we come, here we come, the village chief brought the leaders and the others over."

"Everyone is ready, perform well!"

"Quick, quick, sit down"

"We are weaving this cloth for Designer Bai this time!"

Seeing the crowd from the balcony on the second floor, there was a panic in Jinxiu Workshop.

The overhead floor on the first floor is neatly lined with dye vats, passing through the first floor to the second floor.

Six looms are displayed in the place with the best light, and two or three people are busy in front of one loom, with smiles on their faces.
"The leader came to see us, everyone should do well."

"The leader said that if you do a good job, you can even praise Designer Bai!"

Standing on the second floor, the village chief yelled again on purpose.

"I know the village chief."

"Thank you leader!"

"Thank you, leader, you must praise Designer Bai!"

"Thank you leader, Designer Bai is a good person"

"Thank you leader."

After the village chief's shout fell, Mao Fangyi obviously found that the villagers' enthusiasm for work had increased a lot.

No matter if it was the young girls or the older ladies, they all grinned.

There was a chorus of thanks from around the house.

At this time, Mao Fangyi felt that his whole body was touched, and he looked around in a daze, how could Designer Bai conquer this entire village?
The women are familiar with the techniques and weave quickly with the traditional craftsmanship of the Buyi people.

When you are in a good mood, only one person starts and everyone sings at the same time.

Beautiful folk songs echoed in everyone's ears
"Leader, may I take you to another place?"

The village chief paid attention to Mao Fangyi's expression, felt happy, and stretched out his hand.

Went to Wanniantai.

There are long benches in front of the Wannian Terrace, where many villagers are gathering.

When he saw someone coming, his eyes looked at each other, and his expression was obviously a little nervous, even mixed with a little hostility.

On the Wannian stage, the eight old men held musical instruments in their hands and stood upright, watching intently, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

These people don't know about the change in leadership yet, they only know that they are coming to punish Designer Bai.

Mao Fangyi noticed the hostility and tension coming from all directions, and he understood it with only a turn of doubt in his mind, and he couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

"Let me introduce to you, these are the leaders from the province!"

The village chief hurried forward and opened his voice to shout.

"They're not here to punish our designer Bai."

As soon as this sentence fell, the atmosphere obviously eased up a lot.

The hostility in the eyes of the villagers dissipated.
"The leader can talk, as long as we sing well, the province will even reward Designer Bai!"

Hey!
The first sentence fell to dissipate the hostility.

After the second sentence fell, the villagers around Wanniantai became much more enthusiastic, with smiles on their faces.

Mao Fangyi's heart was more and more touched, and he felt incredible, what kind of person can be protected by the whole village.

The appearance of the calf protector is deeply imprinted in his mind.

He even felt that if he really wanted to punish Designer Bai, he might not even be able to leave the village today!
"Leaders, we old fellows have made a fool of you!"

On the Wannian stage, the fat man mustered his breath and shouted loudly.

Holding the bamboo qin, he looked at everyone, paused and said, "If you think us old guys can sing well, don't praise us."

"You put this well on Designer Bai!"

"Our play is for Designer Bai!"

The fat man said bluntly.

'Boom--'

After finishing speaking, he slammed his hand on the piano.
At the same time, beef leg bone, gourd, Yueqin.
Eight ancient musical instruments played one after another, and the melodious music blended and intertwined with each other.
The young but loud babbling vocals suddenly sounded!

Fat Master, Thin Master, each of the elders put all their energy and energy into it, and the moment they opened their voices, they once again stunned Mao Fangyi.

He couldn't understand the content of the singing, but he could understand the emotion.

"Is this sung for Designer Bai?"

Mao Fangyi whispered in his heart.

The excellent design of the village was temporarily put aside by him, and he was shocked by such emotions and spirits!
Everyone listened mesmerized.
'Crack clap clap.'

"Good singing!"

"Fat master, thin master, gentlemen, you belong to this class!"

"Singing really well."

As soon as the play ended, there was thunderous applause, and Mao Fangyi also clapped vigorously.

"Leader, it's getting late, shall I take you to dinner?"

The village head greeted again with a smile.

Mao Fangyi and the others were stupefied and confused, they just nodded and said, "Okay."

They walked in a team, and a group of old and young men who came out of Wanniantai followed suit one after another.

In front of the old restaurant.

"What is this, so fragrant?"

"I smell it, flowery rice, crispy meat, sour bamboo shoots."

"There is also smoked meat, dried beef"

"Master Ma is doing his best today"

"Haha, I dare say, from the first time Master Ma saw Designer Bai, he fell in love with that young man!"

"That's right, if it wasn't for Designer Bai, Ma Ye would never have cooked so many dishes."

The villagers are discussing.

"This is an old restaurant remodeled by designer Bai with a stilted building. Maye, the most prestigious Bouyei nationality, is invited to preside over it."

"It is to carry forward the traditional food culture of the Buyi people."

Introduced by the village head.

"Master?"

Mao Fangyi let out a light snort, as if he had heard it somewhere.

After entering the house, the lights are lit in the house, and the beams and columns are the best music.

In front of a mahogany table, a table of hot dishes.

There was an old man standing beside the table. The old man had a straight face, but he tried to smile.

"Maye, these are the leaders from the province, come to taste your cooking."

The village head first introduced.

Hearing these words, the forced smile on Ma Ye's face almost disappeared.

But then, the village chief said again: "As long as your craftsmanship is good, the leader will even praise Designer Bai!"

This sentence again, but this sentence is especially effective in Banwan Village.

Even Ma Ye heard it, but the smile that he hadn't seen surfaced again.

Mao Fangyi sat on the seat, took a mouthful of crispy meat with chopsticks, and the rich taste spread in his mouth.

His eyes widened suddenly, he thought of Ma Ye of the Bouyei tribe.

In the past, the leader who was much older than him in the province loved to eat. When he was inspecting the Bouyei people, he specially came to taste Maye's craftsmanship, but he was kicked out of the door.

At that time, this incident was a sensation in their circle, and they were surprised that such a strange person really existed in Daoshan.

Mao Fangyi secretly glanced at the old man beside him, noticing his gaze, Ma Ye smiled again.

"Designer Bai, what kind of person is he?"

Even such a strange person is willing to suffer grievances for him.

"Village Chief, Village Chief"

"I heard that the leader is here, so I specially sent a jug of self-brewed wine!"

Li Jinxing's voice came from the door, followed by him carrying a jug of wine and trotting in.

"Okay, okay, Jin Xing, Designer Bai didn't waste so much effort on you."

"The leader said, as long as your wine tastes good, he will give Designer Bai a big reward!"

The village head stood up and took the wine.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he opened the wine and poured it for several leaders: "This is the most traditional brewer in our village. Designer Bai remodeled a tavern for him."

"Leader, try it quickly, you won't hit it"

This is by no means gratitude because of the design, it is emotion that connects everyone closely, Mao Fangyi is sure.

"Bai Davidia? Bai Designer."

Mao Fangyi murmured in his heart, he really wanted to see this young man.

Coincidentally, at this moment, there was a shout from the door of the restaurant.

"Yo, is it so fragrant?"

"What's wrong with Ma Ye today, cooking so many dishes!"

"I smell it, there are flowery rice, crispy meat, big bone soup"

"Co-author, everyone is here, I said how to knock one household, one household is not at home, knock one household and one household is not at home."

Someone walks in.

"Fat Master, Thin Master, Brother Li."

The man shouted kindly, without the slightest estrangement.

Everyone looked at the person coming at the door.

"Designer Bai, you're here."

"Haha, what are you looking for us for?"

"Designer Bai."

"Designer Bai."

Everyone happily responded.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Ma Ye saw Davidia involucrata, a smile came from his heart on his stiff face, but he quickly smiled again.

The old man frowned, paced closer, and said loudly.

At this moment Mao Fangyi finally saw that figure clearly, the smile on that young figure's face was so pure!

"Master, you."

"Village chief, you."

"Big guy, you"

Mao Fangyi noticed Bai Gongtong, and of course Bai Gongtong also noticed Mao Fangyi and everyone.

What kind of brains did he have? As soon as this situation was presented, he immediately made a guess.

Gongtong suddenly stopped in her footsteps, her eye circles were reddish.
　It’s been connected for a few nights. Yesterday, I handed in the map, took a shower, and forced to code a chapter. It’s really not good. I finished coding the 4000-word chapter this morning, and I haven’t washed it yet.
　　
　
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