Chapter 621 Mission (1 update)
"Boss Sang, I watched the playback of your live broadcast. The embroidery skills you showed in front of Zhang Enze were really extraordinary. I would like to ask you to teach my students."
Zhao Hezi is a very lively old lady. Let's put it this way. Her current mental state is similar to those girls in their 17s and 18s who like to chase stars and are afraid of being short.
Who would have thought that Zhao Hezi, who is already over 60 years old, watches live broadcasts more fiercely than anyone else. The old lady is also the top brother in several live broadcast rooms. When she sees something she likes or is interested in, she really watches it at a fixed time and place. She is just very obsessed.
If a non-professional person were suddenly asked to teach, if it were the inheritor of other skills, they would not be so impulsive and unreliable.
But she did just that! Moreover, none of her sons, daughters, and students stood up to persuade her, and they all indulged the old lady.
Sang Yian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Teacher Zhao, it's not that I don't want to teach, it's just that my level is not good enough. You have all been drawing with needles since you were young, and these are all childhood skills. How long have I been holding a needle? What can I teach you?"
Zhao Hezi smiled, "Don't be modest, I watched those clips of your embroidery on the Internet, you embroider very well, your hands are very steady and skilled, and you have become a high-level embroiderer after such a short time of exposure to embroidery. Your level is amazing. Your experience can definitely help everyone."
Sang Yian smiled helplessly and explained, "Teacher Zhao, you may not know that I can only embroider this one style! I only embroider one pattern repeatedly for a year. It looks good, but it's just practice makes perfect. If I change to other patterns, I won't be able to do it."
Zhao Hezi didn't expect this person to be so honest. If it were someone else, they would not easily tell the truth.
But, it was precisely because of this that Zhao Hezi liked Sang Yian even more.
"In fact, I value some of your needlework more. It looks like the Huafan needle to me, but I'm not too sure. The Huafan needle has been lost for a long time. I only saw my grandmother use it for a while when I was young."
Sang Yian trembled in her heart and was a little absent-minded for a moment. She didn't expect the other party to actually say the name of the Huafan needle!
Because, when she first learned to embroider the little parrot, she slowly learned it by looking at an ancient book sent by the little prince.
The ancient book recorded the techniques of the flower needle.
The little prince knew that she liked these things, so he came to her house and paid a lot of money to let the embroiderer write the techniques into a book, and then the court painter added explanatory pictures, compiled it into a book, and sent it to her. In
ancient times, such skills basically would not leave books. Masters would take in apprentices, pass them on by word of mouth, stitch by stitch, and personally teach the skills.
Every master's embroidery skills are the family's bread and butter, and can be said to be a family skill. Basically, except for apprentices, they will not be passed on.
The little prince did not use his power to oppress others. He promised a quota for tribute, and then he got the book of flower needle techniques.
In fact, the other party did not lose out. Being presented as a tribute to the imperial palace would naturally make the embroiderer famous. With fame and the golden signboard of tribute, her value would naturally rise infinitely. In the future, whether she was recruiting apprentices or selling embroidery, it would be quite smooth.
Sang Yian had nothing to do on weekdays, so she liked to study the flower needle in the greenhouse of the nursery. She did not know embroidery, and the patterns explained in ancient books were not very clear. She tried for a long time before she only learned some basics.
However, it was enough to embroider the gorgeous and complex feathers on the little parrot.
Before this, Sang Yian really didn't know what was so special about the flower needle. The embroidery she knew was just a few different types due to different styles, regions, needlework, etc.
She really didn't know that in modern times, there were still people who knew about the flower needle. She thought it was just an ordinary embroidery needlework and there was nothing different.
When she got the book, she searched it on the Internet, but found nothing. She never thought that Zhao Hezi could recognize the needlework just by watching the video!
This gave Sang Yian an indescribable sense of wonder in her heart, as if the ancient and modern time and space converged at this moment and communicated and connected in front of her.
Looking at the old man in front of her, her eyes were full of desire, and she suddenly had a sense of responsibility.
How many craftsmen like Teacher Zhao who have been sticking to and passing down the craft are still struggling to pursue the skills that have disappeared in the rolling history?
Maybe they heard about it from their elders when they were children, or they were lucky enough to see it with their own eyes, or they read about a certain technique in a book, and they have been obsessed with it ever since then, searching for it carefully and finding it hard to forget.
If, if she could bring back these long-lost skills, then...
Sang Yian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, pounding wildly, her eyes sparkled, and her eyes became hot.
She was suddenly excited, as if the blood in her body was flowing faster.
She couldn't help but get excited when she thought about the result of things being successfully accomplished.
Even though it was very difficult, in ancient times, these skills were basically top secret and would never be passed on.
Even for disciples, some masters would be reserved and would not teach all their skills, let alone an outsider asking for skills!
There are definitely many difficulties and obstacles in this process.
However, this thing is worth doing!
It is also worth working hard to achieve!
However, it is the little prince who is doing the hard work. When Sang Yian thought about the various complicated situations that the little prince might encounter when he came to ask for the other party's secret skills, and it might also affect his reputation, she felt that she should find more good things to send to her brother to make up for his injured heart.
Sang Yian was thinking about this storm on her own, and she had already planned all these things in her mind, but her long silence immediately made the table quiet, and everyone's eyes stopped on her.
Everyone thought that she didn't want to teach this flower needle to others, but it was difficult to refuse, so she didn't say anything.
It was Zhao Hezi who broke the silence.
This was a little old lady with a strong sense of tolerance. "In fact, letting you teach students is mainly to talk about your self-taught experience. It would be even better if you could let the students see all kinds of silks and brocades."
"I know you have a lot of precious fabrics, many of which can't be found in today's market. I've been eyeing them for a long time."
As soon as Zhao Hezi opened his mouth, others immediately came to ease the atmosphere.
"That's right, I saw a celebrity showing off a set of double-breasted skirts online before. The embroidery on it was very exquisite and the craftsmanship was extremely high. If I really wanted to steal it home, I heard that your store has a lot of Hanfu, and I also want to see it!"
"I am still interested in the silk in your store. I watched your unboxing live broadcast and found several pieces of brocade with extremely high craftsmanship. It's just that I couldn't see them clearly during the live broadcast. I regretted it for a long time. It would be great if I could see them this time."
Sang Yian came back to her senses and listened to everyone talking.
She turned her head and looked at Jiang Huaijing and whispered, "Aren't you going to learn the flowery needlework? How did you become appreciating silk and brocade?"
Jiang Huaijing was so cute that he couldn't help but curl his lips and chuckled.