Route 11 has the advantages of Route 11.

Along the way, you can enjoy the scenery of Beijing streets.

Such authentic ancient buildings in Beijing are not easy to see in future generations.

Although a lot of it has been preserved, it has lost its current flavor.

Dashilan is an old commercial street in Beijing.

There is a morning market here.

They sell everything!

There are also many nearby farmers who come to buy vegetables and sell mountain products.

The most important thing is that there are many things here that are free of charge!

Therefore, many nearby residents come early to buy food and groceries.

Zhang Junping thought he had arrived early enough, but by the time he arrived at Dashilar, the commercial street of Dashilar was already busy with people coming and going.

Zhang Junping had just arrived at the place where he had set up his stall the day before yesterday. Before he could stand still, a thin middle-aged man wearing glasses rushed to him and grabbed his arm, "Master Zhang, you

But it’s coming!”

Zhang Junping was startled by the middle-aged man who suddenly rushed towards him. He took a step back and avoided the middle-aged man's hand. "Comrade, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man also felt that his actions were a bit reckless and apologized quickly.

"I am Aunt Wang's son, my name is Wang Bin!

The day before yesterday, you repaired the furniture at my house and even took away a cart of wood!"

"Oh! Hello, Brother Wang!

Do you have anything to do with me?"

Zhang Junping murmured in his heart, could it be because of the wood in the car?

Came here to find the back account?

If it is really because of the wood, the worst case scenario is to return the wood to the other party.

Although the wood is valuable, it is not a good idea to argue with the other party over a cart of wood.

He relies on craftsmanship to make a living, not wood.

The wood can only be said to be the icing on the cake.

It's better if you have one, and you won't be deprived of food if you don't have one.

Zhang Junping made up his mind and looked at the middle-aged man calmly.

"Master Zhang, do you still want wood?" the middle-aged man asked eagerly.

"What's wrong? Brother, you still have such wood?" Zhang Junping was stunned for a moment. The middle-aged man didn't look for the back tent, but came to deliver wood to him?

Do you want it?

Definitely!

Although craftsmanship is more important than wood in Zhang Junping's heart.

But we don’t exclude good wood either!

Good wood is such a thing, the more the merrier!

"Oh, no!

Well, I want to ask, do you know how to repair old furniture?" The middle-aged man also realized that what he said was a little off-topic and hurriedly corrected him.

"Repair old furniture?"

Zhang Junping was stunned when he was asked, wasn't it just old furniture that he had repaired for his house the day before yesterday?

Seeing Zhang Junping's confused eyes, the middle-aged man explained: "That, I mean furniture that is older than the furniture in my house!"

"Are you referring to the old furniture from the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China?" Zhang Junping thought for a moment and asked.

The Eight Immortals table in his house was from before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is older than that, that is, from the Ming, Qing, and Republic of China periods.

"Yes, yes!

I think the Eight Immortals table you built for our house is very good, so I wanted to ask, can you repair old furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties?"

"meeting!"

"Very good!

Comrade, let me introduce myself, I am the webmaster of Tianqiao Secondhand Goods Station, my name is Wang Bin, Aunt Wang’s son!

That’s right, we have a lot of old furniture in our junkyard, all of which are damaged in various ways. I would like to ask you to help us repair the furniture!” Wang Bin said his request in one breath.

Okay, I really think of myself as a furniture repairman.

However, repairing ancient furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties was a good job, which made Zhang Junping very excited.

In later generations, a set of Ming and Qing antique furniture can easily cost hundreds or tens of millions. Even if Zhang Junping is a top wood artist, he is not so luxurious as to take apart Ming and Qing antique furniture and play with it casually.

In later generations, how were those imitated Ming and Qing furniture imitated?

Take photos of furniture, or look at the actual furniture, use a ruler to make gestures, slowly think about it, and imitate it half-reasoning and half-imagined.

Basically no one is willing to take apart the furniture to study it.

Now, having the opportunity to get up close and personal with antique furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, dismantling it and playing with it however you want is definitely Zhang Junping’s dream.

He believes that after a period of research, in the field of wood craftsmen, it is absolutely possible to perfectly restore and replicate the ancient furniture of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Going one step further in the future, becoming the world's top wood artist is not a dream!

A carpenter is a combination of carpenter and woodcarver.

A good carpenter is not necessarily a good woodcarver, and a good woodcarver is not necessarily a good carpenter.

However, a good carpenter must be a good carpenter and a good wood carver.

"Okay!" Zhang Junping suppressed his heartbeat and agreed simply.

"Okay, when can Master Zhang go? I don't know how to calculate the maintenance fee?

Should I use wood like this to offset the maintenance fee?" Wang Bin asked politely.

This is the reason why Wang Bin asked Zhang Junping if he wanted more wood just now.

"Tomorrow! I have to set up a stall today. I just made a few folding chairs yesterday!

I'll follow you after I sell these folding chairs!" Zhang Junping said as he showed Wang Bin the folding chairs he carried on his back.

"Is this what Master Zhang just made? It's so well done!" After looking at the folding chair made by Zhang Junping, Wang Bin confirmed that his decision to ask Zhang Junping to repair the furniture was correct.

Small things make a big difference. Although the folding chair is simple in shape, the craftsmanship level can still be seen from the workmanship of the folding chair.

The small folding chair is completely handmade, without a single nail or a trace of glue, and the mortise and tenon joints are tightly sealed.

It looks small but not slender.

"Master Zhang, how much do you plan to sell this folding chair for?"

"One dollar a handful!"

"In this case, I want all five of your folding chairs!" Wang Bin simply bought Zhang Junping's folding chairs.

These five folding chairs are really beautiful and can be used at home.

In the early 1980s, it was an era where tickets were required for everything.

Not to mention furniture, even firewood for cooking pots must be purchased with a ticket.

The late 1970s and 1980s were the peak years for educated youth returning to the city.

Many of the educated youth who have returned to the city are already in their 23s, 24s, or 24s, and are considered older unmarried young people.

So, closely following the peak period of returning to the city, came the marriage shortage and the peak period of marriage.

This has resulted in a further shortage of furniture.

Therefore, Zhang Junping’s folding chairs really don’t have to worry about selling, and they will definitely sell a hundred times better than wood carvings.

"Comrade, how could you do this!

If you buy them all at once, what should we do?" Before Zhang Junping could speak, someone beside him became unhappy.

Zhang Junping's folding chair on his back attracted some people's attention, but they didn't know whether Zhang Junping was selling it or buying it.

Now I heard that it is for sale, so of course it is for those who are quick but not for those who are slow.

As a result, before they could say anything, Wang Bin was about to take the blame, and several people who wanted to buy were naturally unhappy and protested one after another.

Zhang Junping himself never thought that his folding chair would be so popular.

Zhang Junping's folding chairs were snapped up by passers-by in less than two minutes.

Wang Bin, who was the first to ask for it, couldn't get a handful.
To be continued...