Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 96 40 Years of Waiting
After about half an hour.

Pengcheng International Airport.

Qin Luo and Zhang Zhengde waited at the pick-up gate until they saw an old man with fluttering white hair and a middle-aged man in his forties walking out together.

Zhang Zhengde quickly waved his hands.

Qin Luo looked at the master seriously.

He should be in his 80s, but he looks extremely healthy, with silver hair all over his head, but the long hair is fluttering and slightly curly, which makes him look very artistic.

I don't know if it's his son or apprentice next to him.

"Mr. He, you've worked so hard, I trouble you to go there yourself."

"Brother Runshan, we haven't seen each other for almost two or three years, right?"

Zhang Zhengde greeted the two of them.

By the way, introduce Qin Luo and each other.

"He Lao, this is the one who fired those two pots, Qin Luo."

"Brother Luo, Mr. He and his disciple, Li Runshan."

At this time.

What surprised Qin Luo happened. He Daohong stretched out his hands to shake him...

This action made Qin Luo feel a little confused for a moment.

Boss, what are you doing?

So Qin Luo quickly stretched out his hands.

His palms are rough, with thick knuckles, warm and powerful.

"Okay, it's a great job. Zisha has successors, not to mention the younger generation, but my generation is comparable to Master Gu with this heaven and earth pot."

He Daohong held Qin Luo's hand very excitedly, and there were even faint tears in his eyes.

This……

This scene, let alone Qin Luo's confusion.

Both Zhang Zhengde and Li Runshan were dumbfounded.

Especially Li Runshan.

How long has it been since Master was so excited?
The current scene gave him an extremely strange sense of disobedience, as if... Qin Luo was the one with higher artistic achievements.

However, the fame, strength, and status of the two parties are not at the same level at all.

Even if you don't talk about these things, based on age alone, the old man can't "respect" a junior like this, right?

That's right.

Just respect.

Li Runshan could see some respect in Master's eyes.

"Mr. He, there are so many people here that it's inconvenient to talk. Why don't we get in the car first? Okay? Get in the car and talk."

Seeing that many people were watching this scene curiously, Zhang Zhengde immediately said with a smile.

So a group of people walked towards the underground garage.

However, at this time, He Daohong was still holding Qin Luo's arm in his right hand, as if seeing his own grandson who had been lost for many years.

He even calmly wiped away his tears.

Qin Luo: ...

It was also quite speechless for a while.

This master is really emotional.

However, old children, old children, I guess, are also back to basics, right?

Got into the car.

Under He Daohong's strong request, Qin Luo sat next to him.

After he sat down, Qin Luo suddenly saw that the old man was already in tears, and he looked a little pitiful.

Qin Luo was also at a loss.

Boss, why are you crying?

An old man crying, compared to a woman crying, makes people feel uneasy.

Li Runshan was panicked and flustered, wiping away tears for Master.

Be busy for a while.

He Lao's emotions finally calmed down gradually.

He heaved a long sigh.

"Hahaha, I laughed, I was so excited, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"40 years ago, in 1983, when Mr. Gu was in his later years, I followed him to make purple clay teapots. At that time, I had some small achievements and ambitions in this field."

"This coincides with Master Gu. The two of us want to devote ourselves to research and create a new generation of pots."

"After discussing for more than half a year at that time, the final plan was that the sky is round and the earth is round, which can best reflect the existence of philosophical aesthetics."

"Then... they were fired one after another for three years, during which at least a few hundred pots were burned, but they were all waste pots, unusable."

"Until, when I saw this Heaven and Earth Pot, I instantly understood that this is how the round sky and earth are used..."

He let out another long breath, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

"This matter has troubled me for nearly 40 years. For 40 years, until now, at the annual birthday party, I will often mention this matter with my apprentices. However, no one has completed it for so many years."

"Unexpectedly, I have lived to this age, and the earth has been buried to the top of the sky, and I can still get my wish. I finally saw this pot."

There was a smile on his lips.

An innocent smile like a child's.

And everyone in the car...

Everyone including Qin Luo was completely stunned at this moment.

"Li Fang, I couldn't do it. I worked for six years, and finally told me, Master, I quit. I don't have the qualifications. Later, he went to the Palace Museum."

"Six monkeys, one of my most clever students, I gave him a death order to make him do it. After two years of suffering, his hair fell out in handfuls, but in the end he still couldn't do it. He went abroad and studied sculpture. Said that he would never serve an old man like me again."

"Meijuan, Meijuan has studied it for ten years. Every year for my birthday, she gives me one. Up to now, she has given me a total of 32. But every one of them is not as good as it is. Over the years, she also When you are old, what you do in a year is worse than in a year."

"Hey..."

He Lao sighed again, but the smile on his face rippled layer by layer.

He held Qin Luo's hand: "Son, tell me, who is your teacher? I want to visit him and see who is it who can teach such an excellent disciple?"

Qin Luo: ...

Uh.

Zhang Zhengde quickly said: "I've already asked, Brother Luo has no teacher, he is self-taught, I just said that he is a genius, an absolute genius."

"I still want him to worship you as his teacher..."

He Daohong...

There was an instant silence.

Then... a wry smile.

self-mumbling.

"Articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance. The same is true for purple sand, so how can you ask for it?"

"Genius..."

"What are you talking about, worshiping me as a teacher? How can I have such qualifications? I have wasted a lot of years..."

"Master Qin, wait a minute, tell me about this pot?"

He looked at Qin Luo and asked seriously.

Qin Luo... nodded.

After thinking about it, he still said, "I admire your mind."

He Daohong just waved his hands and smiled.

"The mind is useless, but the craftsmanship is useful."

"At my age, if I still can't tell the good from the bad, why don't I live on a dog?"

"I heard that there is a sequence. I set off first for 60 years, but I couldn't catch up with the genius' flash of inspiration. I am ashamed, ashamed..."

"Master Qin, I have an unfeeling request for this auction. I will reserve this pot first, okay?"

"Except for the money, I will give you all the fame of my life. There are some things that cannot be brought to the soil, right?"

"Just relying on this pot of heaven and earth is enough to establish a sect. This is the real continuation of the past..."

Listening to the old man talking about these...

Li Runshan: ...

Zhang Zhengde: ...

Qin Luo: ...

numb.

Really numb.

……

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(End of this chapter)