Looking at the exquisite porcelain, especially the large blue and white jars, like the parents in this pile of antique porcelain, Liu Qingshan's smile never stopped.

This trip to the capital is worth it!

As for the maintenance and storage of these antiques, it is better to hand them over to a professional person like him when Master Lu comes back.

In addition, there were two dogs in this yard before Liu Qingshan felt at ease.

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

It will be different when it is in the 1990s. Maybe it will be done well, so you will have to get some big safes to store these treasures.

Let’s talk about the future. Liu Qingshan’s thought was to learn from Mr. Ma, who runs a private museum in the future, and he would also be able to build a museum at that time.

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

After explaining to the old master uncle, Liu Qingshan remembered another important thing again.

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

The more than ten ancient paintings I brought were still placed in a large suitcase.

The old hat said twice: "Xiao Shanzi, do you know where we live?"

"Dongchang, it's Liulichang!"

"We put it here in the past, which was where the students who went to Beijing for scientific research gathered. There were the most shops selling books, pens, ink, paper and ink, and of course the most literary style."

Speaking of some allusions in the capital, the old hat can be easily picked up, but it is not as rough as his appearance:

"Does the second uncle who introduced you to the house know what he did before retirement? He is the master of Rong Baozhai across the street, who specializes in repairing calligraphy and paintings."

Liu Qingshan's ribs appeared in his mind, and he immediately slapped his thigh: Isn't that just the spine of thread-bound books?

Since it was far away from the sky and was close to the front of me, the next morning, Liu Qingshan followed the old hat back to the small courtyard where Uncle Master lived and visited the second uncle.

For formal visits, of course, you can’t just carry two boxes of eight-piece pieces empty-handed.

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

"Oh, I'm so kind, I'm not afraid to be it, I dare not be it."

The second uncle was polite and enthusiastically gave the two people into the house.

After brewing tea and sitting down to chat, Liu Qingshan realized that the second uncle's surname was Bai, and he ranked second. His ancestors also belonged to the flag, so he called Bai Erye.

When Liu Qingshan explained his purpose, Mr. Bai shook his head: "I'm old, I can't look up, I'm afraid I will ruin your good things."

Liu Qingshan looked at the old man's clear eyes and knew that this was probably a refusal.

Just think about it and realize that restoring ancient calligraphy and painting is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It takes three or two months to spend a painting. How can you charge?

If there are too many, you feel like you are losing money. If there are too few, the labor is too cheap.

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

After considering it, Liu Qingshan then said again: "Second uncle, I have a suggestion. Do you think this is OK?"

"It's better to just go to my place to work and do a few hours of work during the day. When it's time to eat, you'll get home for dinner. You'll have to rest at noon. Every month, I'll give you as much as you pay for Rongbaozhai. If you do well, you'll have an extra bonus."

The second uncle also lit up his eyes when he heard this, and the old man who came to pour tea for him kept winking at him.

Seeing that he hadn't spitted, the old lady with little feet said: "You old man, our eldest grandson is about to get married. Then you will have refrigerators, color TVs, etc., where can you go to the bathroom?"

The three turns and one sound in the past have been upgraded since big cities.

The second uncle glared at his wife: "What do you know about every family? How many calligraphy and paintings can Xiaoshanzi have to repair it? I'm just taking money for nothing, and I feel uneasy."

The older generation has their own principles of being a human being.

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

"There are other things you have. If you want to take a walk, you will ask my uncle to take you around and take a look around. There are calligraphy and paintings that attract attention, so I can take it back."

"If I make another profit by re-selling, wouldn't you be successful?"

Even though I said that, I had already made up my mind: in terms of collection, I belong to Pixiu, and I only enter but not leave.

When Mr. Bai heard this, he nodded and agreed: "My man, then I will accept your favor. From now on, I will call you boss."

Liu Qingshan waved his hands repeatedly: "What boss? There is a car-driver in our village. I call you "Uncle II" and you call me "Xiao Shanzi". How comfortable it sounds."

"That won't work. There are rules for the industry, and the rules cannot be abolished."

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

And when it was still early, I asked directly to go to Liu Qingshan’s house to see the calligraphy and paintings.

As for those repair supplies and food items, Mr. Bai of course cannot throw them away, as he has them at home.

What supplies are needed at that time, and then purchase them temporarily.

"Second Master, it's a pity that you threw away your old skills. Why don't you bring two apprentices?"

While walking, Liu Qingshan was chatting.

The second uncle shook his head: "How many young people are happy to do this now?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: In a few years, this will be an advanced technology. Few people can't find a master at all if they want to learn it.

Do you want to help find the color?

It was a few hundred meters away, and after entering the yard, I saw Gao Wenyi leading the fourth and fifth brothers to tinker with the big tank. I don’t know when the goldfish I bought was bought inside.

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

The little old fourth gestured in his hand. Look at the distance between her two small slaps, she is two feet long. So she is not a goldfish spirit?

I'm here for winter vacation. Is it comfortable to stay here?

Liu Qingshan thought it was not bad. Maybe this year, the whole family could spend the New Year here.

After entering the house, Liu Qingshan carefully opened the large suitcase, and a smell of decay and moldy was emitted.

Seeing this situation, the second uncle didn't dare to neglect it. He rushed Liu Qingshan and the old hat who was protruding 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, and even his breathing was tense, as if he was afraid that he would blow the scroll by accident.

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

"This thing has probably been stored for decades and has not been sorted out. How can you keep it? It's a waste of good things!"

Liu Qingshan blinked: I am the boss?

However, he had to admire Bai Erye's eyes and immediately expressed his experiences in these ancient paintings.

So he yelled: "Old man, you know that those years..."

The second uncle nodded: "No, it's a blessing to stay secretly. Fortunately, you found me now. If you keep it for a few more years, it will be really a waste paper and cloth."

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

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

Cherish the present, right!

The second uncle looked at Liu Qingshan deeply, then used a pen to write a list with various papers on it and some preparations such as alum. It seemed that he was preparing to start work directly.

Running errands and other things are of course the old hat matter. This is Liulichang, which is the most convenient to buy these things, but it is Rongbaozhai for two steps to go out.

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

The picture is yellow, and it is a little hard to see clearly, it is mottled, full of moldy spots, the color of the brush and ink is blurry, and there are many cracks.

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

"This is pretty good, it won't take much time." The second uncle didn't raise his head and carefully looked at the ancient paintings.

As he looked at it, he suddenly exclaimed: "Bada Shanren, he is really a treasure."

Liu Qingshan didn't understand these things, so he could only stare at him and couldn't catch up. The only thing he wondered about was: This is still preserved, but what's bad, can he still see it?

The second uncle glanced at him and began to whisper to himself: "Look at the little eyes of this bird, it's cynical, it must be the original one."

"Don't worry, Xiao Shanzi, I will definitely repair this treasure for you. I dare not say that I will definitely be refreshed."

Liu Qingshan could only nod his head next to him, which annoyed the second uncle: "Get out quickly and coax your sister to watch the goldfish!"

What is this?

Liu Qingshan left the house awkwardly, and indeed felt much more relaxed, so he happily took care of their own small yard with the fourth and fifth brothers.

Time passed without realizing it, and a week later, the first ancient painting was successfully restored.

Of course, Mr. Bai got up early and went to bed late, and put a lot of effort into it.

Liu Qingshan also understood his thoughts: after all, he had to show his skills to the boss, and it would be useless to get money.

"Boy, come in and have a look."

The second uncle walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Liu Qingshan and the others followed closely behind, and the fourth and fifth brothers followed. The children were curious and they had long wanted to see them.

Liu Yinfeng also followed silently.

The restored ancient paintings have been hung on the wall and are not too large in size.

Liu Qingshan has not entered this temporary studio these days. When he saw the painting on the wall, he rubbed his eyes hard:

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

The painting is indeed completely renewed, with all the mold and cracks on the surface disappearing.

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

The two birds in the picture are even more vivid, with a lonely and contemptuous expression.

When he stared at the scene, Liu Qingshan felt that he seemed to be despised.

"Brother, that little bird glared at me!"
Chapter completed!