gifted collector

Chapter 130 Discovery of Bronze Artifacts

"This is your other studio?"

Fang Ming got out of the car, and just now under Ning Yuan's guidance, he drove to the outskirts of the city. He drove for nearly an hour before arriving at the place she mentioned. The problem is that there are several luxurious villas in front of him, so it can't be seen that it is a job. room?

Almost as good as a vacation!

"This is my studio. Come in."

As Ning Yuan spoke, he held an electronic key in his hand. After a soft "beep", the door of the villa opened slowly, and she lifted her foot and walked in.

Fang Ming naturally followed in after seeing it, thinking that he should take a good look at what's inside.

Walking into the gate, Fang Ming blinked his eyes. In front of the villa, there was actually a large piece of grass with an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters. Obviously, someone often took care of it. Some small flowers are blooming red, and there is a small pond about ten square meters in the southwest corner.

"Isn't it? Are all those who engage in art so rich?"

Although he hadn't seen the situation in the villa yet, the meadow just in front of him was already a big deal—Fang Ming knew that it would cost a lot of money just to maintain this meadow for a month.

Ning Yuan continued to walk forward as if he didn't pay attention to everything in front of him. After entering the villa, he didn't go up the stairs, but went down.

"No, it's the basement again?"

Following Ning Yuan, Fang Ming found that she seemed to have a special liking for the basement. Although the studio in the city has one, two, and three floors, Ning Yuan usually paints in the basement. in the basement.

"I like the basement because it gives people a special sense of security."

As if knowing what Fang Ming was thinking, Ning Yuan suddenly explained.

"Well, you're right, the basement can indeed give people this feeling."

Fang Ming looked around and found that the basement he was in was much smaller than the studios he had seen in the city before, only about [-] square meters.There is a stove on the east wall, with a lot of bronze piled up next to it, some of which are even half melted. In front of the stove is a huge workbench made of special fireproof materials, on which are placed many tools and tools. The mould, in some places, has a burnt yellow or black color. It is estimated that it was scalded by the high-temperature bronze liquid poured on it. Can't figure out what's inside.

"This is your studio?"

It was Fang Ming's first visit to such a place, and he was quite curious, looking left and right.

"Yes, I am best at oil painting. I have studied sculpture before, but now I am just a small interest."

Although Ning Yuan said it was only a small interest, Fang Ming did not dare to underestimate it at all. The small interest of a genius is much stronger than many lifelong research.

Fang Ming found a bronze vessel about twenty centimeters high on the workbench. When he picked it up, he found that it was a bronze tortoise, and it was a very traditional one.

"Ah? This seems to be a magic weapon used in Fengshui to protect houses from evil spirits."

Fang Ming touched his nose, he never expected to see such a thing here, isn't Ning Yuan an artist?Moreover, he is an artist who is good at Western art. Shouldn't the bronze cast by such a person be a human body?How could it be a bronze turtle?
He felt a little short-circuited in his brain.

Obviously Ning Yuan didn't think there was any problem with this, but said: "I just think it's cute, so I made one myself to play with."

"cute?"

Fang Ming felt that his jaw was about to drop to the ground. Although the bronze tortoise in front of him was chubby, it still had money on its four feet and a gold ingot on its back. He believed it was tacky, but it was absolutely impossible to be cute. .

"You can't understand."

Ning Yuan's words made Fang Ming petrified, and finally he could only shake his head and stop talking about it.

Ning Yuan obviously had no desire to continue discussing with Fang Ming. She walked to the stove and opened the door, and Fang Ming said, "Come on, help me throw all these bronzes into the stove."

"it is good."

Fang Ming nodded and walked over, picked up the bronze piled next to the stove one by one and threw them into the stove.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There was a dull sound when heavy bronze was thrown into the furnace.

"what!"

"what happened?"

Ning Yuan looked at Fang Ming and found that he was staring blankly at a piece of bronze in his hand with a disbelieving expression on his face.

"Oh, it looks like you're going to make a small fortune."

Fang Ming raised his head, then lifted the bronze in his hand, and continued: "This is an antique, and it's worth a lot of money, around 200 million."

"Ah? How is it possible? I got these bronzes from a scrap yard. How could they be antiques?"

Ning Yuan took a look at the piece of bronze that Fang Ming held in his hand, and found that it was covered with dust and oil, and suddenly he couldn't tell what it was.

"I don't dare to talk about painting, but when it comes to finding leaks among antiques, then I am a master. If I say it is an antique, it must be an antique."

As soon as he picked up the bronze vessel in his hand just now, Fang Ming found that Pixiu appeared on the back of his right hand and was clearly visible. He immediately knew that his good luck had come again.

"Really?"

Ning Yuan had an expression of surprise on his face. To be honest, although 200 million is a lot, she still wouldn't take it to heart. What was pleasantly surprised was that she also seemed to have played a game of picking up leaks in antique collections. It cost less than 1 yuan to buy this batch of nearly 1000 ton of bronze, and now a leak worth 400 or 500 million yuan has been discovered. How can this not be a surprise?

"boom!"

Fang Ming gently placed the bronze in his hand on the workbench, then nodded and said, "Of course."

Looking around, he found a piece of cloth next to the stove. Fang Ming picked it up and soaked it in water before cleaning the bronze.

Ning Yuan stopped a chair and simply sat down and looked at Fang Ming to see what kind of bronze vessel it was.

There was a lot of mud on the bronze ware. This must be because no one noticed that it was an antique before, so they didn't care, and piled it up everywhere. Among other things, after arriving here in Ningyuan, she thought it was just ordinary bronze. , If I didn't discover it by myself, I would have thrown it into the furnace and melted it as a material.

However, Ning Yuan quickly stood up, pointed to the bronzes next to the stove, and said, "Fang Ming, you have to pay close attention to the matter of your signboard. How about this? You can appraise the bronzes there. If there are no antiques, I just threw it into the stove and melted it. Hurry up and cast a signboard for you, or it will be too late.

Fang Ming stopped his hands and found that it was true.

"Ha! I forgot everything when I saw the antique."

Fang Ming checked the bronzes next to the stove, but this time he did not find any antiques again - but this is not surprising, if the antiques are everywhere, then it will be fine.

Putting the bronze that Ning Yuan needed into the furnace, Ning Yuan closed the furnace door, then pressed the switch, and the flame rose up all of a sudden.

"Now that the technology is advanced, it would be very laborious to melt even a little bronze, not to mention far away. When I was in school, every time I made bronze sculptures, it was very troublesome. I didn't have my own exclusive stove. "

Fang Ming stopped at this moment, it was the first time he had seen someone cast something with bronze, it was full of novelty.

"What's the temperature?"

Fang Ming looked at the furnace curiously, because a part of it was made of transparent materials, he could even see the bronze inside was slowly melting.

"After the bronze is melted, it needs to maintain a high temperature of about 1100-1200 degrees, and this is also the best temperature for bronze casting."

While talking, Ning Yuan walked to the other side of the wall and opened the huge cabinet. Fang Ming took a look and found that it was full of various materials, many of which he could not recognize. Canned.

"What are these things?"

While looking for what he wanted in the cabinet, Ning Yuan said: "Bronze has a characteristic, that is, it must have a mold. The materials in this cabinet are used to make various molds."

Fang Ming also walked to the cabinet and found that there were many kinds of things inside. He became more curious and said, "Could it be that there are many kinds of materials for making molds? Shouldn't there be a certain kind of best?"

"Of course, there are such materials, but many times different materials and different molding methods produce different artistic effects, so generally speaking, we will continue to try. For example, we generally see The "block model method" and the "lost wax method" are not the same, and the effect is also obviously different."

The lines were separated like mountains, Fang Ming found that he was listening to a scripture from heaven, and had no idea what Ning Yuan was talking about.He still wanted to ask, but found that Ning Yuan had already taken out a bag from the cabinet, opened it and took out the contents, and then started to do it, directly putting himself aside.

"Well, it seems that I can only understand it myself."

Fascinated by the block model method and the lost wax method mentioned by Ning Yuan, Fang Ming took out his mobile phone and searched online.

One of the benefits of advanced technology is that you can look up anything on the Internet. Of course, it is impossible to go into great detail, but this is enough for Fang Ming. He just wants to know a little basic information, not to become such a experts in this area.

Of course, if he wanted to find more detailed information on a certain aspect, such as antique collection, Fang Ming would still prefer to go to the library, where he could really find what he wanted.

(End of this chapter)