C159 Fishing in Spring

With the help of the organizers, the loudspeaker in the exhibition hall began to notify that in the Hetz culture exhibition area, a live show of a fresh fish skin painting will begin.

In about ten minutes, dozens of people gathered around Liu Sanshun's exhibition hall. Everyone seemed to be very curious and wanted to see how the legendary fish skin painting was made.

Everyone loved to watch the show. Once they gathered here, some people who did not know what was going on also hurried over to join in the fun. After another ten minutes, the exhibition hall was completely surrounded.

During this period of time, Liu Sanshun and Fu Xiaoqing also made the best use of their time to set up the fish skin painting venue. Furthermore, Liu Sanshun even borrowed a microphone from the organizer. Fu Xiaoqing stood by the side and prepared to start. On the other side, Liu Sanshun was the host.

"Dear friends, old. . . Old folks. . . " He had said in the live broadcast room that he was used to being old friends. This time, he was almost tongue-tied. Luckily, he changed it in time.

Hao Dali slapped his forehead. When he thought about the live broadcast, he quickly turned on Liu Sanshun's phone, went on the support frame, and started the live broadcast.

. . . "Everyone, in the morning. . . " Facing so many people, Liu Sanshun, who had never been afraid, somehow felt a little nervous. Just as he was about to say good morning, he suddenly remembered that it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

It was also thanks to his quick thinking that he immediately corrected himself, "Everyone is better at 12 o'clock in the morning! Also, in a few minutes, 1 o'clock in the afternoon is also good!"

Such a unique and loud opening speech immediately attracted a round of applause. The surrounding crowd's attention was immediately drawn over.

Fu Xiaoqing held back her laughter as she began to work in the early stages. She spread out the fish skin and set up the tools.

Then, she tilted her head and thought for a while before starting to make a picture of Spring Coming Fishing Home.

The applause gradually stopped. Some people began to watch Fu Xiaoqing make fish skin paintings. Some people stared at Liu Sanshun, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Looking at the pairs of eyes in front of him, Liu Sanshun was full of smiles, but his heart was pounding. He was not prepared at all. He was suddenly going to be the host. What was he going to say?

If he did not say anything and let everyone watch the fish skin paintings, it would be boring. The production of this painting was less than an hour, and more than a few hours. Many people would probably feel bored after watching it for a few minutes, so they turned around and left. They had to stay at the scene.

They might as well use their strengths and chat!

He cleared his throat and faced over a hundred temporary audience members and began his temporary performance.

"First of all, thank you very much for everyone's support for the culture of the nation. The few of us came from a very inconspicuous fishing village on the banks of the Wusuli River. Our place is neither a tourist attraction nor a tourist attraction. Although we are leaning against the Wusuli River, our fisheries have become fewer and fewer in recent years. The villagers are living a tight life, wearing the hat of a poor village. We've been wearing them for decades. "

"Many people might think that fishing makes money, but you might not know how much a lively carp can be sold for? Let me tell you, the lowest price is less than two yuan. In other words, a three jin big carp is worth five or six yuan. "

" The most valuable is the big salmon. In the early years, the big salmon in Wusurijiang was famous, but after so many years of hunting and fishing, Nowadays, big fish are not something you can see just because you want to. Someone once said at our place, Sometimes, wanting to see a big fish is even harder than meeting the county head. "

Everyone was laughing. They listened very carefully and the scene was very quiet. Without a doubt, Liu Sanshun's opening speech had successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Fu Xiaoqing was at the side, concentrating on drawing the fish skin. She cut the fish skin off and pasted it on it one by one. Some of the onlookers took out their phones and kept taking pictures. Some even started recording and even started live streaming.

Liu Sanshun continued to chat passionately.

"And you should know that in our north, the fishing season only lasts for a few months a year. What can fishermen do in other times? They can't even earn a lot of money by going out to work or farming. Speaking of which, they might not believe it. My family doesn't even have a television up till now. "

"Under such circumstances, we fishermen can only think of our own way out I know a big sister. She is the hermit of the Hezhe Tribe's non-material cultural heritage, Fish Skin Painting, and she has a genuine state certificate. She had once opened a training class. Teaching students, learning Fish Skin Painting, But it didn't take long for it to turn yellow. What was the reason? Fish skin paintings couldn't be sold. Although this thing was beautiful, However, it consumed a lot of raw materials and also took a lot of time. To put it in simpler terms, it cost a lot of fish and a lot of money. Many old artistes had spent their entire lives creating fish skin paintings. They're so old that they're about to go blind. "

"The reason why they can't be sold is firstly because no one is interested. Secondly, there is no way to publicize it. Thirdly, the locals don't take it seriously, and outsiders almost don't know about it. Moreover, our place is the northernmost part of the motherland, and it's freezing cold. No one would go there for a vacation if they had nothing to do. This way, there are even fewer people who know about fish skin paintings. "

" There's another reason why the big sister I mentioned just now closed the training class. Her family did not support her, and in the end, she had no choice but to give up on fish skin paintings and open a fish shop. She went from a civilian artiste to a fish seller. "

"But she wasn't willing to give up. She wasn't willing to let the good things of our Hezhe clan be lost just like that. She wasn't willing to give up on the fish-skin paintings that had a thousand years of history and become an old object that no one wanted to see anymore. "

"There is also the girl beside me. Her Han name is Fu Xiaoqing, and the Hezhe clan's name is Geikler Husa. It means that she is a flying swan. She also has an online name, Miss Swan. "

"Our Swan Girl has been learning about fish skin paintings and fish leather clothes from an old artiste in the village since she was young. She always had a dream, which was to let the fish skin paintings one day become elegant. Walking into the International Hall. But her father didn't support her and always forced her to marry. . . He gave her all kinds of blind dates and even wanted to marry her to the silly son of a rich man who contracted a fish pond. . . "

Liu Sanshun's passionate narration fascinated the surrounding people. Hao Dali, who was standing by the side, was about to laugh out loud. He thought that if Ma Xiaoxin heard the latter part, his nose would probably be crooked from anger.

"Later, perhaps it was a coincidence. I also started to like fish skin paintings and had the same dream as Miss Swan. I told her dad, give us a year, We will definitely bring the fish skin paintings to greater heights, and not only will we walk out of the small fishing village. . . We would also be able to walk out of our county and out of the province. . . When I earn money, I will go overseas. When the time comes, I will build a new house for her. Her father won't force her to marry the stupid son of that rich man. . . "

His words were very interesting. The audience laughed as they applauded. Many people heard from his words the persistence and pursuit of a young man as well as the hardships of his dream pursuit.

Fu Xiaoqing did not laugh. Hearing Liu Sanshun's words, her eyes gradually became moist. Thinking of the bumpy road, now that she had finally arrived in the provincial capital, she could also have a chance to chase her dreams. She could not help but feel sad.

She secretly wiped away her tears and continued painting.

The audience's eyes were bright. Seeing the beautiful and simple Fisherman girl quietly shed tears, no one knew who took the lead, but everyone started to applaud.

The applause was like thunderous applause, lasting for a long time.

Liu Sanshun was also smiling, but the corners of his eyes also became moist.