Chapter 482: Failed to pretend, but was shown off.
Just settled in the hotel.
Luo Shiyao's phone call came.
After a brief communication, Li Jinglin turned on the computer and started the video.
"My dear, guess what I used to dye the clothes I'm wearing?"
As soon as she opened the video, Luo Shiyao talked to herself excitedly.
Watch in the video.
Luo Shiyao is wearing a very unique ethnic costume.
Even people who don't know anything about clothing can tell it at a glance - oh, although I don't know which ethnic group's clothing this is, it is definitely a type of ethnic minority in southern Yunnan.
Li Jinglin curled his lips and did not answer. Instead, he muttered with a sense of ridicule.
"oh oh."
Cough slightly.
"When it comes to the history of refining blue, there is much that can be said. It is an unavoidable part of Chinese aesthetics, because Chinese aesthetics originates from the exchange between man and nature."
Think again about Yunnan.
“The phrase [green is better than blue and better than blue] has actually been a sentence describing the acquisition of color since ancient times.”
"Quickly quit, guess what I dyed my clothes with?"
"The history of Isatis root can even be traced back to what was recorded in the "Book of Han". In Erya, the ancestor of the dictionary, it was called Pei, Ma Lan, or Woad. However, from the perspective of modern botany, they are both Isatis. But it’s not the same thing.”
Why don't you cooperate? !
"How do you know this!!"
"Yes, it's Isatis root. People in southern Yunnan know herbal medicine well. Forget about southern Yunnan white medicine and red medicine. This dyeing is one of the uses of isatis root. It's not surprising."
Luo Shiyao waved her hands repeatedly.
Now, it was Luo Shiyao who really started to feel embarrassed.
"It's quite normal to know that. In ancient China's pursuit of pigments, the most distinctive one and the most important thing to pay attention to is blue."
Being able to ask yourself so excitedly [what are the clothes dyed for] definitely proves that this is no ordinary dyeing.
"When you go to a place with many ethnic minorities, you must respect the local customs, make up lessons in advance, understand the cultural common sense, and brush up on previous relevant professional knowledge."
Although he could only see a top, Li Jinglin still accurately said the answer that Luo Shiyao didn't want to hear, but was the most correct.
Luo Shiyao was stunned.
"Hi!!"
"I'll go, you guys are moving really fast. You've reached southern Yunnan so quickly?"
I finally learned some cool knowledge, and I plan to show it to you.
"Bangbang~"
Luo Shiyao laughed eagerly.
"Oh, I didn't know that's what you thought, so I'll answer you again."
"Light blue top, black velvet collared coat, silver ornaments hanging on the right lining knot."
Li Jinglin rolled his eyes.
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“Can’t guess”
Even locals who are not engaged in art may not be able to answer it.
"Oh, no, this is just making up a lesson."
".It's enough."
"Oh, it's what we usually call isatis root."
Li Jinglin smiled and immediately changed the subject.
Luo Shiyao was really anxious.
He was about to become angry from embarrassment.
Seeing Luo Shiyao's disappointed look, Li Jinglin's eyelids twitched.
Li Jinglin couldn't stop the car and started to make a squealing sound.
Li Jinglin suddenly spoke in an exaggerated voice.
"I'm sure you'll never guess it."
Li Jinglin curled his lips.
"Wow?! How amazing! It's actually dyed with isatis root!!"
Very disappointed.
"Isn't this the Bai costume that is common over there? Since you asked what it was dyed for, I guess it should be the intangible cultural heritage of the Bai tribe, tie-dyeing. Indigo is generally used for this kind of dyeing."
"The earliest Isatis is Isatis nana, a dicotyledonous herbaceous plant, namely Isatis indica. Just because of the emergence of woad, a god-level substitute that is also suitable for planting in the north, woad, a cruciferous herbaceous plant, became It’s northern blue.”
"Woad can be used both as medicine and as a wild vegetable. Its seeds can be squeezed for oil and can even be used as medicine. Therefore, its competitiveness is extremely high. This can be seen through such a plant and the ancient records of the plant. Show the characteristics of the Chinese nation."
"Eating it is pragmatic, extracting oil means not wasting it, using it as medicine means developing value, and dyeing it."
"It can represent the Chinese nation's pursuit of human aesthetics."
Luo Shiyao was almost dumbfounded.
Never imagined.
I tried to pretend B but failed.
But in turn, it made Li Jinglin successful, allowing Li Jinglin to successfully show off his face.
Where can I go to explain this?
"Hey, you are a musician, can't you do music well? What kind of art knowledge are you studying?"
Hearing Luo Shiyao's muttering, Li Jinglin felt greatly wronged.
This is really not because I am not doing my job properly.
The art of the Chinese nation is like this. It is inseparable from left to right. Instead of complaining about me, you might as well complain about why your ancestors didn’t make a clear distinction between art and music.
At first, I only studied the music of the Bai people, but it turned out that I needed to understand Bai opera in detail.
The process of understanding Bai Opera is inseparable from art, embroidery, clothing, dance, and even folk painting, which have the same basic aesthetic concepts. Naturally, it also involves tie-dying, an intangible cultural heritage. If you want to understand tie-dying, you have to Learn about some special, basic color acquisitions.
This kind of art is generally a "holistic art" that complements each other.
Quite natural.
This is a "pain" that almost every intangible cultural heritage researcher will experience.
During the research process, the knowledge advancement in this major may be average, but the knowledge in other related fields will skyrocket.
This is one of the reasons why Li Jinglin had to put on a mask of pain as soon as he heard the words "Southern Yunnan".
Strange knowledge always enters one's brain in a very despicable form of binding.
"When will you leave?"
"Ang, it's only been a few days."
Luo Shiyao blinked.
"Speaking of which, haven't you thought about some southern Yunnan-style music?"
"If you want to fix it, you can fix it."
Li Jinglin sighed. The "very serious perfunctory" that the principal cellist felt before was once again revealed.
“But there are so many types of music in southern Yunnan, I can’t stand it anymore.”
".There are indeed many."
After listening to Li Jinglin's complaints, a very strong feeling of empathy swept through Luo Shiyao's body.
The recent identification of costumes, supplementary lessons on dance elements in ethnic dances, and different expressions and styles in music have all made Luo Shiyao sweat.
Various "blindnesses" have even begun to appear.
Give the simplest example.
These two words are mixed together.
【Already already already already already already already already already already】
This is quite explosive.
Not only will they not know it at all, but they will also be completely unfamiliar. Even if there is a "巳" in the middle, it may be difficult to detect.
This is basically Luo Shiyao's sense of déjà vu recently.
"Okay, okay, I won't mention it then, just take it easy first."
Luo Shiyao shook her head violently.
It was as if he wanted to get rid of all the messy things in his mind.
"Don't tell me, I do have some ideas. The folk songs of southern Yunnan are indeed quite interesting. However, if you want to promote them on a large scale, in addition to de-dialectizing, some places must be de-coloured."
Li Jinglin clicked on a file on the computer.
Showed it to Luo Shiyao.
"Look, this is something I wrote casually before."
"what?"
Luo Shiyao was dumbfounded when she saw the score.
How is it possible that after being together with Li Jinglin for so long, you can’t understand even a single piece of music?
But the music score in front of me is really hard to understand.
"Are you drunk?"
Luo Shiyao looked at Li Jinglin in surprise, as if she wanted to see through the video whether Brother Lin was drunk or had eaten fungi in advance.
The note is so high that it's so self-liberating that you can tell at a glance that "this horse-riding song must be a folk song."
Eat and drink until your throat is filled to the brim, reaching the sky.
That's it.
On average, every eight beats consumes the voice of a popular singer.
"Ah? This is actually quite normal. You will know when you go to southern Yunnan. Their local people raise their scores even more outrageously."
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Luo Shiyao was numb.
"Oh! Forget it! Just do it yourself, I won't tell you what to do."
"I'm currently working on a strategy for southern Yunnan. In addition to working, we can also go and have fun together. In a place like southern Yunnan, it's really a waste to just travel for work."
"you're right."
Li Jinglin nodded.
The two of them showed expressions of imagination and looked very yearning for it.
Unconsciously, the two began to tell each other their most cherished impressions of southern Yunnan.
"Lijiang. Dali Cangshan, Erhai Lake, Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Xishuangbanna!"
"Steamed pig head with willow, rice noodles with ghosts, bamboo tubes, braised pipa meat!"
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You can tell.
Luo Shiyao likes romantic scenery.
And Li Jinglin.
like to eat.
Time passes slowly.
After chatting for a while, the two hung up the video.
Li Jinglin thoughtfully opened the folder on his computer, which included classified files related to folk songs in southern Yunnan.
Don't say it.
After talking like this, I really want to study it carefully.
Until the folder is opened.
The dense classification suddenly made Li Jinglin tremble all over again.
Reminds me of the horror of being dominated by a complex tree diagram.
But after recalling the delicacies of southern Yunnan in his mind, Li Jinglin finally bit the bullet and began to summarize, summarize and organize.
Southern Yunnan eats spicy food, and it is definitely a place where you can eat spicy food.
To some extent, it is even comparable to Jiangxi.
But unfortunately, it’s not all spicy here, there are many delicacies that are very fresh and delicious.
Such as wild mushroom hotpot.
Thinking of the fungi, Li Jinglin suddenly felt like he was ready to make a move.
Thinking back to the airplane meal we had today.
A little European dinner in the evening.
I really can’t stay in this broken Europe for a day!
noon the next day.
A group of musicians who were preparing to rush to the concert hall after dinner saw their conductor, Mr. Li Jinglin, walking out of the room with a dark face and yawning.
"Brother Lin, didn't you sleep well?"
"Aung Ha."
Hearing everyone's concern, Li Jinglin nodded and yawned again.
Looking at his colleagues in the orchestra, he seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Huh? Are there any southern Yunnanese in our orchestra?"
"Yes, Brother Lin, I am."
Basong Shou's words immediately made Li Jinglin's eyes light up.
So, with Basong's confused expression, Li Jinglin asked kindly.
"Do you like eating mushrooms?!"
(End of this chapter)
