In a messy little room.

The eyes were filled with shelves, all kinds of broken porcelain were placed, some of which had broken corners.

And the choked and even split into pieces, they had to use a transparent bag to pack the broken remains.

Not all cultural relics can be restored, and it is not easy to meet the harsh restoration conditions, but even so, there are still many cultural relics waiting for restoration.

Because I want to repair a cultural relic, it can be as short as half a month, and it can be as long as several months or even several years.

And there are even fewer people with this ability and skill.

This has also led to the slow progress of cultural relics restoration and has not kept up with the progress at all. Even the number of cultural relics currently amassed to be restored makes practitioners unable to stop for the restoration.

The lights are not as bright as imagined.

Even the small room was a little dark, and the workbench was placed on the workbench with the blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty that the old man was repairing, as well as the corresponding tool pliers and many fragments.

It seems messy, but it is placed in the most convenient and safest position.

The 73-year-old man is already gray-haired. Because of his vision loss, he put on glasses and often uses a magnifying glass to observe the details and textures of the cultural relics, so as to repair them to the most perfect condition as much as possible.

Depending on the degree of damage to the cultural relics and the master's skills vary.

The repaired effects are naturally very different.

Time passes by minute by minute.

It seemed as if the whole world had calmed down, and everything outside seemed meaningless.

Perhaps more than an hour later, the old man seemed to feel too tired. He sighed, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

Because of long-term concentration and focus on small goals, it seems like the whole world is spent.

The old man came out of his studio and found that there were guests on the door.

The person who visited the door was not the other person, but Fu Dongping, a master of national second-level painter who had a good personal relationship with the elderly.

It was also the master of art who once went to Wentian Pavilion on the West Street of Changling to appreciate paintings.

"Oh, it's all about waiting for you!"

Fu Dongping couldn't help but sighed and said, "You said you are so old that you don't have to take a break. Every time you come, you have to wait for an hour."

Mr. Hu smiled happily and said, "I can't wait for so long in the future, and I'm really old."

"I sat for less than two hours, and my back was sore and my eyes were blurred."

Fu Dongping took a sip of tea and smiled and said, "Old, it's not a bad thing. You should let the young man take over it. There is no need to do everything yourself."

Mr. Hu lowered his head and sighed: "I was upset when you said this. No one in the family can calm down. I think our craft will be in my hands."

"This is why I came here!" Fu Dongping smiled with some gratitude: "Old Hu, this is good news."

"Just a few days ago, I didn't mention it to you."

"I got a young man. The child was very talented and extremely outstanding in his ability, so he was almost buried."

Fu Dongping jokingly said: "At first, I didn't think much, but I didn't expect that this child's talent is probably beyond my imagination."

"The fortune teller said that he has a world-class style, and I felt it was exaggerating at first."

"It seems that there is some hope now."

Mr. Hu turned his eyes blankly and said, "So I came to show off."

Fu Dongping immediately smiled and explained immediately: "You are boring, I came here to tell you the good news."

After saying that, he clicked on the Weibo on his phone very directly.

He opened Master Li’s Weibo account and clicked on the latest announced news and handed it over.

Mr. Hu narrowed his eyes, took the phone, and then read the contents carefully. He had to say this passage and surprised him.

"you mean?"

"He wants to find young people with potential and talent for the cultural relics restoration industry?"

Fu Dongping snatched his phone over, then pushed the glasses frame and smiled: "Isn't this obvious? I think you are so confused. I feel like taking this opportunity to find two apprentices and pass on your skills."

"When the young man is doing it, he will not be much more efficient than you, the old man."

"Besides, it's too late for you to teach now, and I don't know how long it takes to learn 30% or 40%."

He also sighed: "It's a long way to go!"

Mr. Hu half-believed and half-doubtedly said, "Is this reliable? Will anyone go?"

Hearing this, Fu Dongping suddenly became excited.

This sentence is a good question, and it asks the curiosity I felt when I first went to Changling West Street.

Fu Dongping took another sip of tea before laughing, "Old Hu, how about we bet?"

"I won't introduce you, let's go there directly to see if they can recognize you from the vast crowd."

Mr. Hu frowned and waved his hand, "Recognize me?"

"What's the point of recognizing me, an old man?"

Fu Dongping immediately smiled and said, "This is the effect you want. If you think if someone can recognize you at once and see that you, the old man, knows how to repair cultural relics, it means that your vision is still OK!"

"Don't believe it. I think that young fortune teller is indeed capable!"

Fu Dongping analyzed with deep insight: "The current society is different from ours before."

"It depends on today's heroes. It's not like we have to be in our sixties or seventies. Young people are also very good."

"How about it? Let's go?"

"If you can recognize you, you might as well accept two apprentices from him."

Mr. Hu said stubbornly: "That's not OK. I have inspected it if I want to accept me. How can there be such a simple thing?"

Fu Dongping was really amused and crying. He responded: "Yes, yes, you must nod. I mean, someone chooses a few, and then you are choosing a fact that you like."

"It's better than your busy work every day. In a few years, I see that you're worried, it's useless."

"When I get really old and my eyes are blurred, you can't even teach me my disciple!"

Mr. Hu sighed deeply, leaned on the chair and rubbed his head and said, "I think about it!"

He suddenly had a plan and smiled and said, "You said that fortune teller can tell who has talent and who has skills?"

"That's a must, otherwise how could he choose? The person is not writing this on Weibo clearly." Fu Dongping explained: "I just took a look and knew that there was something wrong with your body. I know that you are not lucky recently, and it's auspicious!"

Hu Laozi laughed and scolded: "Bad, I really don't believe it!"

Fu Dongping deliberately smiled aggressively and said, "I don't believe it, right? Then let's go and open your eyes and wait for you to know that the world is big!"
Chapter completed!