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Looking at the exquisite pieces of porcelain, especially the large blue and white jar, like a parent in this pile of antique porcelain, the smile on Liu Qingshan's face never broke.

This trip to the capital is well worth it!

As for the maintenance and storage of these antiques, it would be better to leave it to professionals like him when Master Lu comes back.

In addition, two dogs must be kept in this yard for Liu Qingshan to feel at ease.

At this moment, people don’t pay much attention to antiques and the like, and probably no one cares about these old pots and jars.

Things will be different in the 1990s. Maybe we will have to get some big safes to store these treasures.

Let’s talk about the future things later. Liu Qingshan’s idea is that he will also learn from Mr. Ma who opened a private museum in the future, and then he can also open a museum.

But it's better to keep it in mind now.

After explaining to Uncle Lao Maoer, Liu Qingshan remembered another equally important thing.

"Uncle Master, do you know any experts who restore calligraphy and paintings? I have some ancient paintings on hand that need professionals to repair them."

The more than ten ancient paintings I brought are still kept in the big suitcase.

The old hat heyed: "Xiaoshanzi, do you know where we live?"

"Dongchang, it's Liulichang!"

"In the past, our place was a place where candidates who came to Beijing for scientific research gathered. There were the most shops selling books, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the culture was certainly the most important."

Speaking of some allusions about the capital, the old man picked them up at his fingertips, but they were not as rough as his appearance suggested:

"The second uncle who introduced the house to you, does he know what he did before retiring? He was a master from Rongbaozhai across the street, specializing in repairing calligraphy and paintings."

In Liu Qingshan's mind, the second uncle's ribs appeared one after another, and he suddenly slapped his thigh: Isn't that the spine of a thread-bound book?

Since he was far away and yet so close, the next morning, Liu Qingshan followed Old Mao'er back to the small courtyard where his uncle lived to visit the second uncle.

For a formal visit, of course you can't go empty-handed, carrying two boxes of eight large items.

These pastries are collectively called dumplings in the old capital, not dim sum.

"Hey, young man, I'm too polite. I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it."

The second uncle said politely and enthusiastically let the two people into the room.

After making tea and sitting down to chat, Liu Qingshan realized that the second uncle's surname was Bai, ranking second in rank, and his ancestors were also in the flag, so he called him Erye Bai. 7K妏揩

When Liu Qingshan explained his purpose, Mr. Bai shook his head: "Old man, I can't keep my eyes on you, for fear of ruining your good things."

Liu Qingshan looked at the old man's relatively clear eyes and knew that these words were probably a refusal.

If you think about it, you will understand that restoring ancient paintings and calligraphy is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It is normal for a painting to take three or two months. Can you tell me how much it will cost?

If it’s too much, you’ll feel at a loss; if it’s too little, the labor will be too cheap.

The most important thing is that if something goes wrong, it will be thankless.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Qingshan said again: "Second uncle, I have a suggestion. Do you think this will work?"

"Why don't you just go to work at my place and work for a few hours during the day. When it's meal time, you go home from work to eat and take a break at noon. How many meals do you have in Rongbaozhai every month? I’ll give you as much money as you want, plus bonuses for good work.”

The second uncle's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his wife, who came to pour tea next to him, also kept winking at him.

Seeing that he didn't spit, the old lady with little feet said, "You damn old man, our eldest grandson is going to get married soon. When the time comes, he will need a refrigerator, color TV, etc. Where can you get them?"

The old three-turn and one-ring sound has now been upgraded, starting from big cities.

The second uncle glared at his wife: "What do you know, you little girl? How many calligraphy and paintings can be restored in Xiaoshanzi? If you get paid for nothing, you will feel uneasy."

The older generation has its own rules for being a human being.

When Liu Qingshan heard that there was a way out, he quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued:

"There are other things to do. If you want to take a walk, ask my uncle to pull you around. If there are paintings or calligraphy that catch your eye, help me take them back."

"If I change hands and make another fortune, wouldn't you be successful?"

Even though I said this, I had already made up my mind: When it comes to collecting, I belong to Pixiu, I can only get in but not get out.

When Mr. Bai heard this, he nodded and agreed: "Young man, as a favor, I will call you boss from now on."

Liu Qingshan waved his hands repeatedly: "What kind of boss? In our village, there is a boss who drives a car. I will call you Second Uncle, and you will call me Xiaoshanzi. This sounds very comfortable."

"That can't be done. There are rules in the industry, and the rules cannot be discarded."

Mr. Bai waved his hand, he also had his own persistence.

And seeing that it was still early, I immediately asked to go to Liu Qingshan’s house to look at the calligraphy and paintings.

As for those repair supplies and household utensils for eating, of course Mr. Bai can't throw them away, they are all at home.

If you need any supplies at that time, you can just purchase them temporarily.

"Second Master, it would be a pity to throw away this old skill of yours. Why don't you bring two apprentices?"

As he walked, Liu Qingshan chatted.

The second uncle shook his head: "How many young people today are still willing to do this?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: in a few years, this will be an advanced technology, and few people will be able to learn it, and there will be no master at all.

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A few hundred meters away, we arrived in a short walk. When we entered the yard, we saw Gao Wenyi leading the fourth and fifth sons to tinker with a large tank. It was unknown when the goldfish was bought in it.

"Brother, when we come back during the winter vacation, this goldfish will definitely grow this big!"

Little Laosi was gesturing with his hands. Look at the distance between her two little slaps. It was already two feet away. Isn't that a goldfish?

It’s winter vacation. Are you comfortable living here?

Liu Qingshan thinks it’s not bad. Maybe the family can spend the Chinese New Year here this year.

After entering the house, Liu Qingshan carefully opened the large suitcase, and a rotten and moldy smell came out.

Upon seeing this situation, the second uncle did not dare to neglect, and rushed Liu Qingshan and the old man who was probing his head to the side. He put on special gloves and began to sort out the scrolls inside.

Mr. Bai's movements were very gentle, even his breathing was tight, as if he was afraid of accidentally blowing the scroll into pieces.

After slowly unfolding a scroll on the table covered with white paper, Mr. Bai took a few steps back and shouted at Liu Qingshan:

"This thing has probably been stored for decades without being sorted out. How did you keep it, kid? It's just a waste of a good thing!"

Liu Qingshan blinked: Did you agree that I would be the boss?

However, he had to admire Mr. Bai's vision for telling his experience of these ancient paintings at once.

So he heyed twice: "Old man, you also know that in those years..."

The second uncle then nodded: "Yes, I'm lucky to be able to stay secretly. Fortunately, you found me now. If I leave it alone for a few more years, I will really be nothing but useless paper and useless cloth."

Thinking about how many of these good things were burned down in the past few years, the old man felt very sad.

Liu Qingshan could understand the old man's mood, and he himself felt the same, so he comforted him: "Old man, let's cherish the present moment."

Cherish the moment, yes!

The second uncle took a deep look at Liu Qingshan, then took a pen and opened a list. There were various papers on it, as well as some preparations such as alum. It seemed that he was ready to start work directly.

Running errands and the like is, of course, the job of the old man. This is Liulichang. It is the most convenient place to buy these things. Rongbaozhai is just a few steps away.

The remaining two people in the room looked at the ancient paintings on the table.

The picture is yellow and hard to see clearly. It is also mottled and full of mildew spots. The color of the pen and ink is also blurred, and there are many cracks.

"Second uncle, can this still be repaired?" Liu Qingshan looked a little confused.

"This is pretty good. It doesn't take much effort." The second uncle looked at the ancient paintings carefully without raising his head.

As he looked at it, he suddenly let out a sigh: "Bada Shanren's is really a treasure."

Liu Qingshan didn't understand this, so he could only stare from the side and couldn't make any trouble. The only thing he wondered was: This is still well preserved, so what if it's not good? Can you still see it?

The second uncle glanced at him and began to whisper to himself softly: "Look at the little eyes of this bird. It is cynical. It must be authentic."

"Don't worry, Xiao Shanzi. I will definitely repair this baby for you. I dare not say that it will be as good as before. It will definitely look brand new."

Liu Qingshan could only nod from the side, but in the end he annoyed the second uncle: "You kid, get out of here and coax your sister to look at the goldfish!"

What are these words?

Liu Qingshan walked out of the house and felt much more relaxed. He and his fourth and fifth sons happily took care of their own small yard.

The days passed unconsciously, and a week later, the first ancient painting was successfully restored.

Here, of course, Erye Bai worked hard from dawn to dusk and put in a lot of effort.

Liu Qingshan also understood what he was thinking: after all, he wanted to show his boss his skills and not get paid for nothing.

"Boy, come into the house and have a look."

The second uncle entered the house first with his hands behind his back.

Liu Qingshan and the others followed closely behind, as did the fourth and fifth children. The children were very curious and they had long wanted to take a look.

Liu Yinfeng also followed silently.

The restored ancient painting has been hung on the wall, and the size is not too large.

Liu Qingshan did not enter this temporary studio in the past few days. When he saw the painting on the wall, he rubbed his eyes vigorously:

"Second uncle, you didn't draw a new one, did you?"

The painting was indeed brand new, with all the mildew and cracks on the surface gone.

The ink marks on the entire picture are also very clear, and even the seal can be seen clearly.

The two little birds on the picture are even more lifelike, and their aloof and contemptuous expressions are also lifelike.

When staring at the picture, Liu Qingshan felt as if he was being despised.

"Brother, that little bird is staring at me!"

The little old man was unhappy. He pouted and complained. I didn't recruit you or offend you. Why are you glaring?

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, falls to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The broken walls and ruins in the city, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper is left, which is indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog at a distance of seven or eight feet from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

Download the Aiyue novel app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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