BEIJING – THE ORIGIN OF DRAGONS
Dragon carcasses have of course
never been discovered. Nor has any
living person ever seen or recorded a dragon --though this does of course not keep
enterprising sorts from offering ground up dragon bones to the unwary when an opportune
target presents itself. One wonders then just how this magnificent mythological
creature took such powerful hold on the imaginations of men and became the
national symbol of China.
In its heyday as a yet-to-be-unified
nation of city-states (prior to 221 BC), China was dominated by tribes and clans. In a time of limited literacy, each group
necessarily had its own identification symbol.
Most of these symbols represented animals. These symbols were present in battle in the
form of banners, distinguishing one set of villagers and combatants from
another.
When a clan defeated another it annexed
its people, its riches, its customs, and right to write or rewrite
history. Banners were part of this
co-opting process – they were absorbed into battle standards of the winning
side. Symbols were borrowed and morphed
and co-opted by the winning side.
Arranged marriages helped keep the peace but also helped accelerate the symbol
assimilation process.
Once China was unified, there were
no more remaining animals to incorporate into already clogged clan or city-state
banners. A unifying symbol was needed
instead, for the entire nation of China.
Thus the dragon was utilized – a mythological being of power reaching as
far back as the 7th millenia BC that synthesized many other
animals, flags, and banners all rolled into one unique symbol.
Chinese dragons have nine characteristics which are a
complex combination. They generally have a camel's head, demon eyes, cow ears, deer
horns, clam's belly, snake's neck, eagle's claws, tiger's paws and precisely 117
carp scales. Of the scales, 81 are of the positive yang essence while
only 36 are of the negative yin essence.
Dragons of antiquity are a worldwide
phenomena. Chinese dragons differ from
most others referred to in legend, in their lack of malevolent intention. They are historically associated with wisdom,
power, longevity and majesty and often possess supernatural powers.
Thus it is beneficient for emperors
in many Asian countries to claim dragon ancestry. Everything used in imperial
daily life was decorated with dragons and described in terms of the dragon:
dragon-throne, dragon-robe, dragon-bed, and dragon-boat. Calling an emperor
"dragon-face" was a supreme compliment. Chinese subjects believed
that rulers could change themselves into dragons at will. They also believed
dragons capable of human speech, and had in fact taught humans to speak in the
first place.
It is not surprising, therefore,
that many chances to be associated with these dragon-friendly traits are
repeatedly offered to visitors. Often
times with great embellishment. A
general rule to follow is the greater the presentation ceremony – the lengthier
the story, the more elaborate its richness of detail – the greater the price
tag of said souvenir.
The same can be said for two other
iconographic experiences when in China … a day tour related visit to a tea
ceremony, and a visit to a jade factory.
In fact, without careful inquiry, a visitor just may spend more time at
the factory or ceremony than the classic destination they had paid out good yuan for (and hoped to see much more of).
At the tea ceremony, you are taken
into a tastefully decorated room and seated in a very careful manner. A beautiful hostess emerges to slowly lay out
all the artifices of her demonstration: hot water, teapots of varying sizes,
cups, and varieties of delicately packaged tea.
It is initially explained that the
temperature is critical as the finer points of absorption of the tea leaves
will not take place in water that is too hot, or too cold. It is necessary therefore to have a proper
pot (red in color, but made of purple clay so that it is both breathable and
waterproof) to hold this temperature and keep it consistent for a lengthy
enough period to sip the tea slowly.
Cups are presented with multiple
contortionist flourishes, as if a magician intent upon misdirection. They are prepared with an initial pour over of
water from the same pot you will drink from eventually, to acclimate the cup
and not allow it to “shock” the tea once introduced to the cup. Much bowing and scraping and careful eye
contact takes place during these ceremonies.
The nuanced Oriental art of the
possible is insinuated much of this time.
Eventually, tea is introduced. It is placed into a fine strainer, water
poured through ever so carefully, and it is allowed to steep for a short time
before being presented to the palette. The
demo is really table theater. The tea is quite tasty in all its flavors. But in the back of your mind, you know a sales
gauntlet awaits you immediately outside.
We are theoretically being treated to an authentic ceremony. In
reality we are being groomed for wallet shucking.
The gauntlet is as expected. The more time a particular variety of tea is
mentioned, or the more a specific ceremony implement is mentioned as being necessary, the higher the price tag in
the sales room outside. It does not
matter how few or how many moving parts the item has, or its size, weight,
color, or ornateness. If it is declared essential, the markup will be stratospheric. I am a scouter and collector of experiences, not
a buyer. My hosts don’t appreciate this. Their faux smiles turn to ice in record time.
Essentially the same thing can be
said of a jade factory tour. Though I
find the experience much more interesting.
Jade is a living stone. While the
most common or recognizable color is serpentine green, jade can change color. There are over 50 kinds of
the dense stone, making it ideal for carving.
Early pieces were used as advanced weaponry, and due to their durability
and mass, helped lend their handlers repeat victories in the quest to unify
China in the 3rd Century BC.
Today this incredibly beautiful
stone is worked via skilled craftsmen using high speed burring tools into
ornate carvings of spheres moving within spheres, imperial horses, domestic
scenes, waterfalls, villages, emperors, concubines, and many other subjects of
all sizes. Some of these pieces cost in
the hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Jade is often given as a gift. It also served as a ranking device. If a concubine’s favors were appreciated in
the ancient imperial courts, she would at minimum be given copper (and then
escorted away). If she made a slightly
better impression, she was rewarded with silver and a small room. Better impression still, gold and a large
room. Best of the best: jade and her own
home.
There is no hurried show to get you
to the sales room. The entire factory is
essentially a sales and demo room. You
are allowed to watch craftsman at work without interruption. Displays of every type and color of jade in
every fashion of pendant, ring, bracelet, earrings, cuff link, pin, statue, and fountain
are available. Thoughtfully in every
price range as well.
They hook me this time. I buy a personal jade stamp (“Year of The
Snake”) for personalizing my outgoing mail.
The tour is actually enjoyable.
Only annoying part is the omnipresent sales girl, following me around
with a deep tray for the pile of purchases she expects I will succumb to. She constantly compliments me on my tastes,
though I have expressed none, and suggestively trial closes me with such gems as “You really like dragonfly jade earrings, don’t
you?”
Somewhere in Beijing on my first
night of dining, I am introduced to an effusive and congenial young man named
Zhang Wu Li, an employee of the Chinese government involved in tourism
promotion. His specialty is the
Seychelles Islands. In between his
translating the Mandarin Chinese menu into English for me, I attempt to wrangle
an invitation out of him to the Seychelles on the dime of the Chinese
government.
Zhang (nickname Huan-Huan) invites
me to dinner several nights later to discuss the matter further. He is not able to make our appointment due to
work necessity suddenly calling him away to Shanghai. But he is kind enough to have two colleagues,
Johnson and Jia, stand in for him. They
invite me to the “Lord of Salt” Restaurant.
Remember that name …
The Lord of Salt specializes in
Szechwan style food. Translation: spicy
sauces! While not on the scale of Andrew
Bourdain (well known for his worldwide dining on the TV program “Without
Reservations”) or Andrew Zimmer (the portly one who will eat anything), I have
had lucky occasion to dine all over the world.
And this restaurant, offering their seafood Szechwan, may have provided me with my best meal ever.
I will only loosely try to list what
was included in the contents of the meal: flower mushroom soup, pork dumpling
appetizers, bean curd noodles, scampi, scallops, lobster chunks, fried potato
slices, carrot and celery and cucumber salad.
It is the spicy and lingering sauces that make these otherwise
unremarkable ingredients come together. Seven
basic flavors mingle: sour, pungent, hot, sweet, bitter, aromatic, and salty.
I have never had a meal where the
very last bite nearly three hours into your feast is just as tasty, just as
tantalizing and just as succulent as the first.
Only exhaustion and lack of stomach space prevents me from continuing to
relish the food (and then chewing on the plates it was brought forth on). The whole meal all the while is lubricated
with alternating shots of “Er Gud Tou”
– a sake like liquor that is 42% alcohol, and “Niu Lan Shan” – a sticky
liquor-like rice wine made locally in Beijing.
I also learn at the conclusion of
the meal, that there are no such things as authentic Chinese fortune
cookies. Fortune cookies are an American
artifice added to what I now recognize as highly modified and inferior Chinese
food.
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