Rebirth 1982 Be the stubborn master

Chapter 13

The girl looked at Jingba carefully, and was relieved to find that it was fine. Seeing that Du Kang was about to leave, she stood up and said
"My translator has a bad stomach and has gone somewhere. Can you stay with me for a while?"

"No problem, where do you want to go? Let me introduce you."

How can he not agree to the invitation of a beautiful woman, although he doesn't expect anything to happen to her, but just talking together can make people feel happy.

The two wandered around the Forbidden City, and during the chat, they learned that the girl's name was Irina, and she came from the United States.

This trip, I originally brought a translator with me, who wanted to leave her alone to wander around the Forbidden City after a bad stomach, but didn’t know where to start browsing, so I invited him to come with me.

Then what else is there to say, Du Kang immediately opened his tongue, telling the history of the Forbidden City and various places of interest one by one.

As one of the largest and best-preserved ancient wooden structures in the world, he also visited it back then and learned more about its history.

It was originally intended to show off my profound knowledge when hanging out with my girlfriend, but it turned out to be useless after time travel.

It is also good to use it on foreign friends.

Hearing that, Irina's eyes lit up, and she took pictures with her camera, leaving pictures she liked.

Du Kang was also not idle. He stopped painting when he saw a pattern he liked, eagerly absorbing the knowledge in it.

Seeing him painting like flying there, Irina came to ask with interest, "What are you painting, why didn't you paint the whole picture, it's all part of it."

"This is a wood carving pattern, and I plan to apply these patterns to furniture carving."

Irina took his picture folder and looked through it, and said in surprise, "The craftsmanship is really good, can you draw a portrait for me?"

"No problem, you find a place to sit down, and I'll help draw two."

Irina was overjoyed, looked around, sat by the white marble railing, and arranged her hair specially in order to show off her delicate face.

Du Kang looked left and right, chose a suitable angle, and prepared to paint.

Is the painting good or not? Let's start the ceremony first, giving people a sense of grandeur, and letting Irina know that he is serious.

While painting, a gray-haired old man ran over from nowhere, looked at his painting in surprise and said, "You are good at painting, can you draw one for me?"

"No."

"You can paint for foreign friends, why can't you paint for me?"

"She is fair and beautiful, and her long legs look seductive."

The old man's face turned dark at that time, although Du Kang didn't say anything about him, but the meaning was already obvious, an old and ugly old man is not worth doing.

When did he suffer this kind of grievance.

A lot of age, and it's not easy to quarrel with a child, and sulking with anger.

Du Kang was dizzy and said impatiently, "I said you are a bad old man, don't you find it annoying to walk around me?"

"What are you talking about, I'm Luo Ning, the vice president of the museum, and I've come here to check on you, seeing you painting here and getting in touch with foreigners.

I have every reason to suspect that you are in contact with enemy agents. Believe it or not, I will arrest you for interrogation. "

Du Kang fainted, you old man is very bad, what did I do, just call it a spy.

Responding righteously, "I am upright and not afraid of the oblique shadow."

"Yue Fei thought the same way back then."

Damn, you are trying to beat me into a trick.

I stopped painting impatiently and looked at this old man with gray hair, about 70 to [-] years old, his clothes were washed white but clean, and he was dressed as an intellectual.

His demeanor is majestic, obviously he is not an ordinary person, he should be the deputy curator of the museum as he said.

Looking at the smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, I know that he is just joking, and I want to ask myself to help draw.

But Du Kang is not used to this attitude. Painting is fine, but it must be that I want to paint and cannot force it.

Staring at him, he said earnestly, "First, this is the first time I met her. Second, my life trajectory has never had contact with foreigners. Third, don't use power to overwhelm others. So what if you are the deputy curator, Think I'm settled?

I have learned hundreds of skills, and I am proficient in various crafts such as horn lamps, clay sculptures, dough figurines, wood carvings, stone carvings, bamboo and rattan weaving. "

"We have a lot of good craftsmen, how could we ask you."

Luo Lao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, where are they?Forbidden City!

Gathering the best skilled craftsmen in the country, you may encounter difficulties in some work and ask others to do it, but it is definitely not a teenager.

"I hope so. Remember that I am proficient in various crafts such as horn lamps, dough figurines, bamboo weaving, rattan weaving, etc. I hope I won't be slapped in the face by then."

Du Kang glanced at him, showing an inexplicable smile.

What he said just now was not nonsense. There are all these skills in the world. He will learn them sooner or later. If he gets skill points, he can master them in a second.

And years of wars have been raging, and too many skills have been cut off from inheritance, let alone making some handicrafts, and there are not even people who know how to do them.

If he remembers correctly, such a situation has occurred in the museum. There is a pair of horn lamps used by Guangxu for his wedding in the Forbidden City, but no craftsman can find a repair after the damage.

I searched all over the country, but I couldn't find a craftsman who can repair horn lamps.

It was not until a few years ago that the inheritor of this skill was found to restore it.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to Luo Lao and obtain the right to walk in the Forbidden City. Then he could take advantage of the opportunity of antique restoration to see various antiques and enrich his appraisal ability.

As a result, people don't know, isn't this embarrassing?

Forget it later, I think there is this sentence, and when I need it in the future, Luo Lao will have to ask him.

It happened that Irina's painting had already been finished, Du Kang said, "I just want a painting, I'll draw it for you, okay."

"Then thank you little friend."

Asking Luo Lao to sit beside him, Du Kang moved his brush like flying, and quickly drew a portrait and handed it to him.

Luo Lao took the portrait and looked at it, only to see that his painting skills are superb, although it is just an ordinary portrait, it already has a trace of charm.

If you can find a good teacher and get systematic training, you will definitely become a generation of famous masters.

I couldn't help but love talent, put away the painting and said:
"The painting skills are good. Would you like me to help you find a teacher to learn systematically? I know Mr. Han Meilin, and he has very good painting skills."

Hearing him mention the other party, Du Kang froze for a moment, then remembered who it was, he had heard of this person before, he was a famous domestic painting master, and later designed the Fuwa for the Olympics.

Of course, the most famous one is Hou Sai Lei.

"I'm not interested. I'm a serious carpenter, and I take some painter as my teacher."

"A carpenter is no better than a painter. You are not wasting your talent."

"My talent is a carpenter not a painter."

Seeing that it didn't make sense, Lao Luo shook his head and prepared to leave.

Du Kang stopped him and said, "Chenghui ten yuan."

"Do you want more money?"

"Deputy vice president, why don't you have the nerve to let me draw a picture for a kid?
Besides, if I paint for Irina, they give me one hundred yuan, so why don’t you ask for ten yuan? "

He turned around and told Irina about the situation, lent her 100 yuan first, and would return it to her later.

Irina readily took out a hundred and handed it to him.

Du Kang took it and saw that it turned out to be a beautiful knife with Franklin's head printed on it.

It would be great if it was really his own, but it's a pity that he has to give it back to her.

"look."

Old Luo's mouth twitched, my English is not good, it's not that I don't understand a little bit, it's okay to make such a fair and honest confession?

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