Xue Xiang did not greet a few people, and directly asked Sun Qianjin to lead him to the Hualian Woodware Factory to find the lame old man. The Hualian Woodware Factory is located at the corner of Taiping Street in Dongcheng, only about ten miles away from Xue Xiang's home, and they were chatting and joking.
Laughing, we arrived outside the gate of Hualian Woodware Factory in a short while. There was a wing next to the iron gate of the woodware factory, which was expected to be the residence of the gatekeeper.
Several people entered the door together. As soon as they stepped through the door, they heard someone calling for registration. Xue Xiang followed the source of the voice and found the person who made the voice. He saw a gray head peeking out from the transom of the ear room. He looked very young.
He looks like he is in his thirties, but I don't know why he has so many gray hairs. I guess this person is lame.
Sun Qian said: "It's ridiculous to register. I go eight times a day without registering. I brought my third brother here today just to find you."
Lame Laosan's face changed drastically, and he trembled: "Comrades, I, I confess, I confess, I resolutely draw a clear line with Xu Haogu, an anti-GM element, and I fully understand his true face of being anti-GM..."
"Xu Haogu was the father of Cripple Lao San. He died an untimely death at the beginning of the catastrophe. Cripple Lao San's original name was Xu Bogu. Later, he had an affair with someone in the party.
A comrade had the same name, so he changed his name to Xu Tongjin to show a clear line between him and him. Lam Lao San had two older brothers, both of whom died in infancy. He was in the third row and was later beaten to become lame, so everyone called Lam Lao San, but instead
I had forgotten his real name. At this moment, lame lao San, seeing such a group of young men in military uniforms, thought that the young generals were here again, so he hurriedly confessed.
Xue Xiang interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said: "We are not junior generals. The junior generals have finished long ago. Don't be afraid. I am asking you for help today. We know that you are a craftsman, and we are also borrowing your skills by asking for your help."
Give us your eyes, of course, and we won't let your work go in vain."
Lame Lao San was relieved when he heard that he was not a young general. He waved his hands and said: "My skills have been lost a long time ago. I have drawn a clear line with the bourgeoisie. I am now a glorious proletarian and a comrade worker. I am..."
"Are you bothering me? My third brother asked you to help me just to give you face. You even picked it up. If you keep talking nonsense, I will make you lose your job as a worker immediately." It was Sun Qianjin who spoke, and Xue Xiang was there.
, it’s not good for him to speak first. According to his personality, he would just talk nonsense to Lame Lao San and just call him over. Now seeing that lame Lao San does one thing as yin and another as yang, he was already tired of hearing it, so he
He scolded loudly.
Seeing that Sun Qianjin was angry, Lame Lao San lowered his head and did not dare to be verbose. He knew the relationship between Sun Qianjin and his factory director, and was afraid that if he really angered Sun Qianjin, he finally got the job of guarding the gate.
Gone.
Seeing this, Xue Xiang said: "Don't worry too much. We are just asking for your help and we are paying you. It is not a sinister thing. As long as you watch from the side, nod and shake your head, you don't even need to say a word."
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Lame Lao San saw that he had already talked about this. If he didn't agree, he would be in trouble. Cripple Lao San nodded and said, "What's the matter? You tell me."
Xue Xiangdao: "What's the matter? I won't tell you anything. I'll try your water first."
There was a trace of disdain in Lame Lao San's eyes. It was obvious that he was very confident in his ancestral craftsmanship. He curled his lips and said, "Take it out and I'll take a look at it."
Sun Qianjin had never seen Lame Lao San dare to speak like this. He was about to scold him when he was stopped by Xue Xiang.
After taking the porcelain piece, as soon as I put it in my eyes, my soul seemed to be taken away. My eyes were staring at the porcelain piece, and my palms were caressing it carefully, as if touching the skin of a beautiful woman, without saying anything.
Sun Qianjin couldn't stand it anymore. Lame Lao San dared to play tricks with him and cursed: "You are talking, you can't tell at all. If you don't tell me that you are ugly, you will just pack up and go home."
.”….
Only then did the lame old man remember that there was a living King of Hell standing next to him, and he quickly said: "I can see it, I can see it, this is a treasure, this is Jun porcelain, you know Jun porcelain, it is an imperial porcelain, one of the five major porcelains of the Song Dynasty in our country
One of the famous kiln porcelain is..."
"Okay, okay, we don't have time to listen to you in class, so you just tell us how much it's worth." Sun Qianjin didn't have time to listen to his chatter, so he interrupted him and asked.
The lame old man said: "I have to look at the size of the vessel. I can't estimate the price based on this piece of porcelain alone. If you ask me about this piece of porcelain, it's worth about a hundred or ten yuan."
"Is such a piece of broken porcelain worth so much? Sun Qianjin's mouth was wide open, as if he couldn't understand that the value of a broken piece of porcelain could be compared with a dozen pig legs. Others were not much better, everyone opened their mouths.
, as if seeing countless pork legs and roasted chickens, only Xue Xiang's expression remained as usual. He had known that this was a treasure, but he thought the price was too low.
Xue Xiang handed the bag to Cripple Lao San and let him read it for himself. Lame Lao San sighed after reading it: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's such a good and big-sized "Zhuge Prime Minister Liu Chu Qishan" character big can
It's such a pity that my son was ruined like this." The lame old man kept saying pity, his face flushed with excitement.
The person who interrupted him this time was Xue Xiang. Sun Qianjin seemed to be still calculating how many pig legs the piece of porcelain was equal to, and had not yet recovered. Xue Xiang asked: "How much do you estimate it can sell for?"
Lame Lao San said: "If it is not damaged, a large Jun porcelain jar with a story like this and a character can be sold for at least ten thousand. I am talking about the present. If it would have been more valuable ten years earlier, I
I heard my father say that my grandfather once collected a large figure jar, but it was not as big as yours.
It cost 5,000 yuan, and that was during the Republic of China. However, these good things are now cheap and almost destroyed. Do you plan to sell the porcelain tiles? If you take these porcelain tiles apart and sell them, you can only sell them for more than 600 yuan at most.
It's better to sell it to someone who knows the goods, sell it to a consignment house, and maybe get rid of you for a few dozen yuan."
When Sun Qianjin heard this, he woke up and shouted: "A few dozen yuan? How can that work? Lame Lao San, you just said that a piece of porcelain is worth a hundred or ten yuan, what? Now six or seven porcelain pieces are only worth
It’s worth dozens of dollars. You’re not fooling me. You should quickly think of a way. If you can’t think of a way, I’ll sell it to you.” This guy was trying to catch a duck and put it on the shelves.
Lame Lao San was very anxious and said: "Comrade Sun, I can't afford it. Aren't you making things difficult for me? I'll think of another way, and then I'll think of another way." For a while, lame Lao San's face started to sweat.
After a while, he looked up and stared at Xue Xiang and asked, "Did you break the whole thing? Are the pieces in the bag?"
Xue Xiangdao: "It's a whole piece, and the pieces in the bag are all together."
Lame Lao San breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and finally didn't have to pay for it himself: "There is a way. This big jar is not too broken. It can be repaired. If it is repaired, it can be sold at a good price."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was delighted. Sun Qianjin was the most anxious: "Then repair it quickly. Once it's repaired, I'll ask my uncle to raise your salary by one level." Seeing that the pig leg was not only promising,
It seemed that it was possible to buy a pig. Sun Qianjin's tone became much better, and he even used inducements.
The lame old man said: "My ancestral craft is appraisal, but I don't know how to repair it." Seeing Sun Qianjin's expression change suddenly, he quickly said: "I don't know how. Fourth Master Li from Huayang Iron and Steel Works is an ancestral craftsman like me.
He is very skilled at repair work. Recently, his wife was hospitalized and he asked for leave to take care of her at home. He is in urgent need of money. If you ask him for help, he will definitely agree."
Xue Xiang, the Fourth Master Li mentioned by Lame Lao San, was a worker at the workplace where his parents were alive. He has five children at home. His wife has been in poor health and the family burden is heavy. Xue Xiang thanked Lai Lao San and talked to him.
The lame old man said that he would rent out his old house and ask him to take care of it, and promised to pay him the equivalent of cash when the deal was done.
At one year's salary, with threats on one side and inducements on the other, Lam Lao San had no choice but to agree. He just kept saying to Xue Xiang: "This is a beheading business. You must keep it a secret. You must keep it a secret."
Xue Xiang nodded in agreement, which made a few people laugh in their hearts, saying they were worried that you would leak the secret...
Xue Xiang led a few people to Fourth Master Li's house. Fourth Master Li's house is at the entrance of the alley in the factory area. It is a small courtyard. When Xue Xiang and others arrived at the door of his house, Fourth Master Li was squatting on the threshold and smoking.
, in Xue Xiang’s memory, Fourth Master Li is a flower
His hair was white, but the Fourth Master Li in front of him had white hair like snow. Only from the appearance of his face could he tell that the person sitting there was not an old man. Xue Xiang greeted Fourth Master Li and handed them to him.
Li had a cigarette. Apparently Mr. Li also
Remembering the son of the former deputy factory director, it was rare for Mr. Li to squeeze out a smile on his sad face. Xue Xiang explained the purpose of his visit, and Mr. Li agreed without saying a word. Originally, his wife was hospitalized and needed money, and the children at home were studying.
, like eating
He needs money like this, and with his small salary, the family is almost running out of food. Seeing Mr. Qian come to the door at this time, there is no reason to extrapolate. He has even done the business of beheading, not to mention that he is just repairing something, so he should do it for others.
The tires are gone.
Fourth Master Li let a few people into the house, poured some water for them, and asked Xue Xiang to take out the things.
They are old craftsmen in this industry, and when they see good things, they are like perverts seeing beautiful women. It took a long time for Mr. Li to come back to his senses, said "wait for three hours", then entered the room, and then
Locked the door.
More than two hours later, Fourth Master Li opened the door and called for Xue Xiang and others to go in. As soon as Xue Xiang and others entered, they were stunned. On the large square table, there was a large sky-blue jar. The jar was about 30 meters tall.
Fifty centimeters, the maximum diameter is about forty
Centimeters, under the sixty-watt incandescent lamp, one can clearly see the facial features and expressions of the characters on the large jar with moist light, which are really lifelike. When Xue Xiang looked closer, he saw the worry on Prime Minister Zhuge's face.
color and resolute eyes
God, it was so expressive. Xue Xiang searched carefully to find traces of repairs, but his eyes were sore that he couldn't find them. If Xue Xiang hadn't personally brought these broken pieces of porcelain to have people repair them, I'm afraid he would have been unable to find them anyway.
Don't know how to phase
Xue Xiang believed that the magnificent big jar in front of him was the fragment in the original cloth bag. After Xue Xiang looked at it, he stepped aside. Lei Xiaotian and others had been waiting impatiently.
It’s really a miraculous craftsmanship and a miraculous skill.”
Fourth Master Li said humbly: "I can't do it anymore. I'm getting older. I haven't done it for many years and my skills are rusty. It didn't take so long to do this before. Besides, after all, the mending is mending. You can see it right away with this one."
Fourth Master Li handed Xue Xiang a magnifying glass.
Xue Xiang took the magnifying glass and squeezed in. He put the magnifying glass close to the big jar. After searching for a while, he found a few thin lines. Xue Xiang said: "It's an unexpected surprise for me to be able to make it up like this. Uncle Li,
How much, please tell me."
Mr. Li said: "Nowadays, craftsmanship is not valuable anymore. If you give me two yuan, it will really be inconvenient for my family. If you ask me to do this in normal times, I would not be embarrassed to ask for money."
Xue Xiangdao: "How can this be done? I also know that my aunt is not in good health. I know the actual value of this big jar. With your help, the value will increase at least several times. In this way, I will give you twenty yuan here first, and I will wait for the big jar."
The cans have been disposed of, and I will replenish them for you." Xue Xiang took out the last two coupons in his wallet and handed them to Mr. Li.
Mr. Li waved his hands repeatedly and said: "There is no need for so much. I used to eat this bowl of rice, but now I don't do it anymore, so I can only help. Even if I am shameless and accept money, how dare I ask for so much."
The two of them repeatedly pushed back, but Mr. Li still couldn't get over Xue Xiang. In addition, the family was really in a hurry for money, so he accepted it half-heartedly. Mr. Li repeatedly said that this was already too much, and how much the jar would cost had nothing to do with it.
He had nothing to do with it. Xue Xiang told Fourth Master Li again that he wanted to pay him a visit at his old house. The old man agreed without saying a word and patted his chest.