" I've found out: Shi Xiangyuan, the inheritor of a special cultural heritage project. His father was a famous folding fan maker a long time ago. The folding fan he made was widely sought after by celebrities. On the 50th anniversary of the Qing Dynasty, Master Shi Xiangyuan once made folding fans with the theme of ten famous generals. These ten folding fans are now in the collection of the Tianjing Museum…"
"Wow…This is really amazing…This small folding fan is in the Tianjing Museum?!”
"What is it? What was that? Just now, Ms. Guo said that there would always be someone better? Could it be that the little brother from yesterday was even better at cooking than Master Shi Xiangyuan?!”
" Even if Little Brother's folding fan is very good, he might not have made it himself…"
"Can you watch the show more carefully? He had personally said yesterday that he had done it himself!”
"Can't he brag? Couldn't he pretend to be something? You guys are still too young…"
" But even so, it's not worth 600,000…"
Faced with the doubts in the live broadcast room, Old Guo smiled and said,"The value of a folding fan, other than the material used to make the fan ribs and the craftsmanship, there is another particularly important aspect, which is the paper used.”
"A good folding fan, if you can invite everyone to write and paint on it, your value will also increase. In this way, the paper quality of the folding fan must be good. The fan ribs of the Jade Bamboo were well preserved and could be collected for hundreds of thousands of years. If the matching paper was not good, the fan ribs would still be there, but the fan surface would be rotten. Wouldn't that be a waste of natural treasures?”
"The folding fan from yesterday's program was extremely well made. More importantly, its fan surface is very likely to be made of mulberry bark paper…This is the key to its preciousness.”
Mulberry bark paper, mulberry bark paper again!
In just two short days, the words " Mulberry bark paper " had already appeared a few times. These three words seemed to have magic, lingering in everyone's minds.
What exactly was this thing?
Guo Qilin, the young class master, was shocked?
What exactly was this thing?
To be able to make Guo Degang, the class leader, come all the way to visit?
Everyone in the live broadcast room was waiting.
"Teacher Guo, tell us about the mulberry paper!”
Ms. Guo, tell me about mulberry paper!
Ms. Guo, tell me about mulberry paper!
Ms. Guo, tell me about mulberry paper!
Ms. Guo, tell me about mulberry paper!
Old Guo took a deep breath and said,"Mulberry bark paper is a legendary paper in the Nine Provinces and Huaxia." The raw material was mulberry bark. The earliest records of mulberry bark paper were in the Han Dynasty. The earliest physical object was an account book found by a foreigner in a Tang Dynasty temple more than 200 years ago. After thousands of years, the account book was still immortal and the handwriting was clear.”
"Mulberry bark paper has many advantages, such as flexibility, insect resistance, strong pull, no fading, and strong water absorption. In ancient times, there were many types of qualities. The lowest grade was used to make firecrackers, paper umbrellas, and wrapping goods. The better ones were used to create books and account books. The highest grade mulberry bark paper was used by scholars to paint, write, and make fan faces. The various cultural relics and paintings in the capital palace were basically all written on mulberry bark paper. It was precisely because of the superior characteristics of mulberry bark paper that these paintings could last for a long time.”
" A few years ago, a piece of mulberry paper from the Clear Heart Hall was auctioned off at Sotheby's for 160,000 dollars…"
160,000 dollars!
This price ignited the entire live broadcast room.
"160,000 dollars…Isn't that more than 900 dollars, close to a million dollars?!”
"A piece of paper? Sold for 1 million?"
"If you don't understand, just ask…What's the unit of measurement for one slash?”
"100 cards with one slash!"
"100 pieces of paper are worth 1 million yuan…then isn't that one piece of paper worth…10000 yuan?!”
"Oh my god, no wonder that little brother's fan is so valuable!”
Old Guo took a sip of water. The bamboo forest was already in front of him."To make a folding fan, at least 10 pieces of mulberry bark paper are needed. Moreover, because the mulberry bark paper that has been passed down has been around for a long time, most of the paper becomes brittle, and the loss during the production process is even greater. According to legend, real mulberry bark paper had more than 60 processes. After years of war before the founding of the People's Republic of China, many craftsmen died, and the loss of craftsmanship was very serious. The existing mulberry bark paper production process was not even 30 steps, and the quality was far inferior to the ancient mulberry bark paper made by the ancestors. But even so, the production process of mulberry bark paper was still a high-level secret and could not be leaked.”
"No wonder! I can't even find detailed information on Baidu.”
"Isn't this the same as Yunnan Baiyao?”
"Aiya, I've broadened my horizons!"
" Fresh knowledge has increased again!"
Chen Feng's courtyard house was right before his eyes.
Old Guo and Old Yu came to the door and gently knocked on it.
The door was unlocked and opened with a creak.
They didn't go in, but patted him three more times.
"Please come in."
Only then did Old Guo enter.
The moment he entered the courtyard, he saw Chen Feng sitting in the courtyard. He was placing the white tree bark into a large iron pot, stirring it continuously.
A fire was lit under the iron pot, and it was burning vigorously.
Old Guo walked over and looked at the pot."This is?"
" Oh?" Chen Feng raised his head." Oh, Teacher Guo?" Why are you here? Are you asking about the contents of the pot?"
"Yes."
"I'm making paper."
"Making paper? What paper?"
"Mulberry bark paper!"
Old Guo was stunned.
However, after a minute of being stunned, Old Guo immediately put the live broadcast phone in his pocket.
"Aiya, why is it dark?"
"It's dark? Is it going to rain heavily?"
"Did the weather in the mountains come so suddenly?”
"I just wanted to see how this legendary mulberry bark paper is made…"
Old Guo's roar came from the live broadcast room.
"Hurry up! Turn off the cameras! All closed! Cut out this entire segment. We can't broadcast it!"
"Ms. Hunt, we're doing a live broadcast…"
"Kill it quickly. Turn it off and enter the advertisement!”
"Teacher Guo, what's wrong with you?" Wang Zheng came to Old Guo.!”That means, I'm the director. What are you doing, Ms. Guo?
"Turn off the cameras first, everyone get out!" All of you, get out!"
No one knew what was going on, but seeing Old Guo's anxious look, they could only do as he said.
Everyone left the courtyard, and Old Guo carefully closed the door.
He let out a long breath as if he had just escaped death.
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Especially Wang Zheng who was a little angry.
The program was in full swing, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room was increasing. Teacher Guo was spreading these traditional arts, and the audience was intoxicated by it. Wasn't this a good thing?
Why did Old Guo suddenly seem to have gone crazy?
"Ms. Hunt, what are you doing…There's really an accident this time!”
"A performance accident? This was a small matter! If you didn't handle it well just now, you wouldn't have to be a director for the rest of your life!”
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Old Guo confirmed that the live broadcast phone had been turned off before saying,"Didn't you hear what I just said? The production process of mulberry bark paper was a top secret! Do you think I'm joking?"
" This…" Wang Zheng was speechless.
"Have you heard of someone stealing the secret recipe of Yunnan Baiyao? If he caught it, he would directly kill it! Selling secrets is a serious crime!"
"I've heard of it. It's all in the school textbooks.”
"Yeah, you brought a group of people here to livestream? A high-level secret livestream? You don't want to do it anymore! Or do you want to die? Acting accident? It might be an accident in your life!”
Wang Zheng's face turned pale. He lost his balance and fell backward.
Fortunately, Huang Lei and He Jiong, who were close to him, were quick to catch him.
Wang Zheng paused for a while before grabbing Guo Degang's hand.""Ms. Bailey, thank you for your quick reflexes. I can't thank you enough!”
After about an hour, the door creaked open.
Chen Feng changed his clothes and appeared at the entrance.""Everyone, we are all guests. Please come in.”Enter."
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