At almost noon, Zhang Junping made the Xiaoyao chair and assembled the last component. Zhang Junping said to the old lady: "Grandma Liu, try it out first and see if there is anything inappropriate. I will change it again."
change!"
"Okay! Boy, you are a good hand and can work quickly!" The old lady happily looked at the leisure chair Zhang Junping had just made and said with a satisfied smile.
The old lady lacked nothing, and what she enjoyed was Zhang Junping's filial piety.
The old lady sat on it and tried it out, and was even more satisfied, "Yes, it's really good! This leisure chair is absolutely comfortable to sit in and bask in the sun in winter. I bet you have a filial piety!"
"Grandma Liu, you can use it for now. When you get back, I will find a way to get some beeswax and iron it for you again."
Zhang Junping admired the work he had been busy with all morning, and felt a little regretful in his heart. His craftsmanship was still very good. The only thing missing was the lack of hot wax, which made the whole work look imperfect.
Hot wax technology is a decorative method for wood surface treatment on furniture. It is equivalent to forming a layer of artificial pulp on the surface of the furniture. It can not only show the beautiful texture of the wood, but also form a protective film on the surface of the wood.
, to prevent the adverse effects of the external environment on the wood.
The old lady stood up and walked into the house. After a while, she came out again and took out a white paste-like object in her hand like a magic trick. "Boy, I don't have beeswax, but I have a piece of white wax!"
"Grandma Liu, you are so awesome! Why do you have everything?" Zhang Junping looked at the white wax in the old lady's hand in surprise.
White wax is mainly produced in Sichuan, so it is also called Sichuan wax and Chinese wax.
It is an animal wax secreted by white wax insects that grow on privet, ash, and other trees.
The Xiaoyao chair made by Zhang Junping was made from old furniture components. It turned out that the old furniture had been burned with wax, and the wax had already penetrated into the pores of the wood. This saved Zhang Junping a lot of trouble.
When he hot-waxed it again, he only needed to apply a new layer of wax film on the surface to make up for the wax film that was damaged due to the modification, so that the color of the entire Xiaoyao chair would become consistent.
“Boy, who did you learn this skill from?
The Northern School's carving techniques have the shadow of Kyozu and the traces of Su Zu. As the leader of the Rong family, your master should not be an unknown rural craftsman." The old lady who had been silently watching Zhang Junping ironing wax suddenly suddenly
Asked.
Zhang Junping was stunned by the question and looked up at the old lady.
Just by looking at the leisure chair he made, you can see his skills and skills. This old lady has something!
It's definitely not as simple as an ordinary old lady who lives alone, as she said.
"Grandma Liu, I didn't expect you also know wood art?"
"Wood art? I don't understand it, but I've seen it a lot, so I know something about it!" the old lady said, shaking her head with a smile.
Without waiting for Zhang Junping to speak, the old lady asked again: "Your hometown is in Yuandu, Dongshan Province. A little guy from the countryside actually knows about the Academy of Fine Arts and can get into it. I remember that old guy Yang Mingde was there back then."
When you go to the countryside over there, what is your relationship with Yang Mingde?"
Academy of Fine Arts, Yang Mingde?
Zhang Junping searched the memory of his predecessor in his mind.
All right!
He came to study at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and he really had something to do with Yang Mingde.
Professor Yang Mingde, the deputy dean of the School of Painting of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, worked in the village of his predecessor and was the first teacher of Zhang Junping.
After searching his memory like this, Zhang Junping suddenly felt much more balanced.
Master Yang Mingde, a representative of the Northern School in Beijing, a direct descendant of the Yang family, and one of the first international arts and crafts masters in China, relied on his carpenter skills to earn a living when he joined the team in his village.
Master Yang Mingde helped train many carpenters in his village back then.
It's just that Zhang Junping's predecessor did not learn carpentry or wood carving skills from Professor Yang Mingde, but learned traditional Chinese painting.
Master Yang Mingde is not only a master of traditional Chinese painting, but also a master of calligraphy and woodcraft, known as the three masters.
"Mr. Yang is my first teacher, and I learned traditional Chinese painting from Mr. Yang!" Zhang Junping answered after sorting out his memories about Yang Mingde.
"You learned Chinese painting from that old guy Yang Mingde? Then you learned your woodcraft from him?"
"Uh! I guess I learned from Mr. Yang! However, he didn't teach me specifically. I just found it interesting when he was playing with the wood, so I just watched from the side. After watching for a long time, I got good at it!" Zhang Junping could only do it!
This explains the origin of his craftsmanship.
"You'll get good at it after a while?" The old lady suddenly stood up from her stool and stared at Zhang Junping and asked.
"Yes! If you look at it for a long time, you will get it!
It’s just that... I found out later that there is still a lot of difference between watching a meeting and actually meeting..." Zhang Junping replied with some embarrassment.
The old lady opened Zhang Junping's door very rudely, walked in, and came out after a while holding a pile of wood carvings.
Although the house belongs to the old lady, it has been rented to Zhang Junping after all. It is really rude to enter without permission, but at this time the old lady no longer cares so much.
The old lady took out the wooden sculptures and placed them one by one on the stone table in the yard.
These are the wood carvings Zhang Junping made just after he traveled through time and the old lady gave him the wood carving tools.
The first wood carving, the ugly one, is a beginner's practice work.
The second wood carving is a little better, just a beginning level.
The third wood carving is basically similar in appearance, so it can be considered a complete introduction.
The fourth wood carving has already gained a hint of spirit. At this point, if it were left to future generations, it would basically be possible to go to a wood art factory and earn a salary of five to six thousand a month, just to make a living.
The fifth wood carving can initially be compatible with form and spirit. At this point, if you go to any wood art factory, you will be regarded as a master craftsman and be supported by a high salary of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month.
The sixth wood carving can already be regarded as the work of a famous artist. At this stage, the wood carving works have basically begun to be sought after by collectors. With a little work, there is no problem at all in six figures for a single work.
These six wood carvings were created by Zhang Junping during a period of time after he traveled through time.
It also reflects the recovery of his technical level.
Whether it is wood carving, carpentry, or carpentry, they are all crafts.
Zhang Junping’s works perfectly illustrate a problem.
He had just traveled through time, and although he had memories of his previous life, he still had the skills and experience of woodcraft from his previous life in his mind.
but.
Brain: I know it!
Hand: No! I can’t do it yet!
Eyes: I see it!
Hand: I can’t do it!
After a period of training, Zhang Junping slowly returned to the level of his previous life.
However, Zhang Junping's progress seemed a bit shocking to the old lady.
What kind of monstrous qualification is this? You can learn it just by looking at it.
The old lady looked directly at Zhang Junping, as if looking at a rare treasure, "Boy, come to the sculpture department after school starts! You continue to stay in the art academy and waste your talent!"
Come to the Sculpture Department, and I will let you study directly as my graduate student!"
"Ah?!" Zhang Junping was stunned by the old lady's words.
"Silly boy, old lady, I saved you because of your kindness! But kindness does not mean that you are stupid. I am the head of the Sculpture Department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts!
Otherwise, do you think I would just accept someone of unknown origin to live in my home?" Seeing Zhang Junping's surprised look, the old lady laughed and revealed her identity.
In this way, the explanation is finally clear.
The reason why the old lady was so kind to him, besides being kind, was also because he was a student of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
But Zhang Junping never thought that the kind and kind old man in front of him, who looked like a neighbor's old lady, was actually the head of the Sculpture Department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
"Liu...Professor Liu...this..." Zhang Junping was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.
“Call Grandma Liu!
What, you don’t want to come to the sculpture department?
Do you feel that the sculpture department is not as good as the Chinese painting department?
Do you look down on us playing with mud and playing with wood?" The old lady glared and asked forcefully.
"Grandma Liu, how can you do that?
Am I also playing with wood?" Zhang Junping quickly explained with a wry smile.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore!
I'll talk to Lao Yang about this later!" The old lady suddenly changed her expression again and said with a kind smile.
"..." Zhang Junping let out a long breath.
The old lady's question is basically a question.
His predecessor, Yang Mingde and Yang Lao, although they did not have the title of master and apprentice, they were actually master and apprentice.
And, the old lady was his savior.
There is really no way to answer.
Fortunately, the old lady did not continue to force him.
"It's almost noon. Grandma bought the fish in the morning. I'll make braised fish at noon to reward you!"
"Grandma Liu, let me stab the fish for you!"
…
In the afternoon, Zhang Junping went out for a walk and brought back a load of old doors and windows at a nearby construction site that was being demolished.
Zhang Junping spent 50 cents on this cart of old doors and windows, plus 30 cents on the cart and a box of 32 cents on the Temple of Heaven, for a total of one dollar and 12 cents.
Naturally, it's not a precious wood, it's just ordinary pine and cypress wood.
Zhang Junping didn't actually make a horse tie, mainly because the rope for wearing the horse tie was not easy to buy.
It is a foldable small chair that is stronger than a maza.
I worked until dark and made a total of five small foldable chairs.
Although he is young and in good health, Zhang Junping still feels sore in his arms after a day of carpentry work.
After a simple wash, Zhang Junping entered his dream with longing for the future.
……………
The next day, Zhang Junping got up early, washed up, and had breakfast at the old lady's place before going out with the small chair and wood carvings he had made yesterday.
Walking out of the alley, the road has become a sea of bicycles.
This flow of bicycles is all in time for work.
In the river of bicycles, jingling bells and cheerful bells ring from time to time.
This is an era full of vitality. People who rush to work early have smiles on their faces that are filled with happiness, joy and hope.
Happiness is contagious. Walking among the happy and energetic crowds made Zhang Junping feel a little better.
In this era, bicycles are the main means of transportation.
Unfortunately, he didn't!
You can only drive Route 11 and walk all the way to Dashilar.