Tung oil is the oil extracted from the seeds of tung trees, a specialty oil tree species in my country. Tung genus belongs to the genus Euphorbiaceae and is native to my country. It has a long history of cultivation. It was recorded in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago and was recorded in the Yuan Dynasty. Introduced by Italian Marco Polo, tung oil gradually spread overseas.
The appearance of tung oil is a clear and transparent liquid. It has the characteristics of rapid drying, high temperature resistance, corrosion resistance, etc. It can replace coatings such as varnish and paint, and is directly used for machine maintenance, indoor wooden floors, wooden ceilings, sauna boards, and wooden balconies.
However, few people know that tung oil diluted with water can also be used to maintain ceramics. This is also the unique formula taught by Uncle De to Zhuang Rui. Zhuang Rui only agreed to the shopkeeper because he wanted to borrow some tung oil from him.
, asking him to buy this thing by himself would take a lot of trouble.
"Xiaozhuang, I kept you waiting for a long time. I don't have this thing in my store. I borrowed it from someone else."
In general furniture stores, some tung oil is stored for later use, but there is no such thing in porcelain stores. After Zhuang Rui waited for about ten minutes, the shopkeeper left with a small bowl and a thick stack of white gauze in his hand.
Come in.
"Then shopkeeper, please bring me two more big bowls."
Although tung oil is transparent, there are some impurities in it and must be filtered before use. It was also the first time for Zhuang Rui to use the formula taught by Uncle De, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Zhuang Rui took the big bowl handed over by the shopkeeper, covered the mouth of the bowl with white gauze, and slowly poured the tung oil in another small bowl into it. You can see with the naked eye that there is some remaining on the gauze.
Impurities, then Zhuang Rui changed another gauze and filtered the tung oil in the large bowl again. After three times, the impurities were removed.
After filtering the tung oil, Zhuang Rui took a clean large bowl, filled it with two-thirds of the water, and then poured a little of the filtered tung oil into it, about a spoonful of root. The tung oil did not dissolve when it entered the water. Zhuang Rui took
I kept stirring with a chopstick, and after three or four minutes, the tung oil, which was like egg white, melted into the water.
After mixing tung oil and water, Zhuang Rui took a piece of clean white gauze and soaked it in it. Since tung oil evaporates quickly and dries easily, the gauze can only be taken out when it is in use.
After completing these tasks, Zhuang Rui cleaned the black pottery jar again, wiped it with a dry cloth, and placed it in a place where the sun can shine at the doorway to the backyard. The density of pottery is not as high as that of porcelain. After being exposed to water, it will
If it penetrates inside, just wiping the outside is not enough, but the weather in August is very sunny, so it is estimated that the water inside can be dried out after leaving it for a while.
"Brother Zhuang, old man, I have really learned a lot today. It turns out that tung oil can be used in this way?"
After Zhuang Rui finished this series of actions, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief. He had firmly written down every move Zhuang Rui made, no matter how subtle it was. You know, generally speaking,
, people who know these skills keep this secret. For Zhuang Rui to be willing to use this method in front of him, it is a great opportunity for him.
"It's just a little trick that made the boss laugh..."
Zhuang Rui didn't pay much attention to it. When Uncle De taught him this technique, he didn't say it couldn't be used in front of others.
"By the way, boss, do you have any stationery supplies for sale?"
When Zhuang Rui walked into the store just now, he saw several square inkstones placed behind the counter. Zhuang Rui knew that the old man was good at calligraphy. He liked to grind brushes by himself when he had nothing to do. In the evening, he went to see the old man to buy inkstones. It was a good gift for literati.
If you buy other things, you will probably get scolded by the old man again.
"Haha, I specialize in ceramics. I really don't have the Four Treasures of the Study. Have you seen the inkstones in my shop? Someone came to sell them some time ago. I accepted them because they looked good.
Yes, if Brother Zhuang is interested, I can bring it to you to take a look at?"
The shopkeeper stood up while talking. He had not been able to sell the square inkstones since he collected them. Although the price was very cheap when he collected them, they felt uncomfortable in his hands.
"Brother Zhuang, take a look. If you like it, just play with it."
The shopkeeper also asked someone to look at these square inkstones. They were very ordinary and not very old. They were probably made during the Republic of China. However, even though he said it generously, Zhuang Rui couldn't really take it away without giving him the money.
, that would be too rude.
Zhuang Rui knew very little about inkstones. He only knew that there were four famous inkstones in China, namely the Taohe stone inkstone produced in the Taohe River in Lintan County, Gansu Province, China, the She inkstone produced in Wuxi at the west foot of Longwei Mountain in Wuyuan, Jiangxi, and the
The clear mud inkstone made of filtered fine mud material, and the Duan inkstone, which was promoted as the first among all inkstones, but how to distinguish them, he was a layman.
It was hard to say, so Zhuang Rui could only use his spiritual energy to investigate, but the result disappointed him. There was no spiritual energy in these square inkstones, and the materials were rough. They should be just the most ordinary stone inkstones.
Zhuang Rui shook his head and said: "Boss, I'm not sure about these square inkstones. Haha, let's forget it..."
The shopkeeper was not disappointed when he heard this. He was not optimistic about these inkstones, so it would be best if he could trick them out. But after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, he obviously saw it and immediately said: "Brother, if you have some free time later,
If so, I'll take you to Shuya Zhai opposite, I think you can get a good inkstone there."
"Sure, then we'll have to trouble the boss later."
Zhuang Rui nodded, stood up, took the clay pot at the door into the room, and rubbed it with his hands, but it no longer felt moist. Presumably the moisture that had penetrated into the pot had also evaporated.
Already.
Although this pottery pot has been cleaned, its black color still looks very dull and inconspicuous. However, Zhuang Rui knows that this is due to the characteristics of pottery. For example, after porcelain ages, the porcelain body will slightly fade.
However, the oxidative erosion of pottery over time will form a substance on the surface, making the surface dusty and dull.
Zhuang Rui reached out and took out the gauze soaked in the bowl of tung oil, and then wiped the black pottery jar carefully and evenly with the gauze soaked in tung oil water. After the jar was covered with tung oil water, Zhuang Rui quickly took out another
He took a piece of clean gauze and quickly rubbed it vigorously on the jar, and the color of the place he wiped was "as black as paint and as bright as a mirror" appeared in front of the shopkeeper and Miao Feifei.
After seven or eight minutes, the entire pottery pot was completely new. This pearl of Longshan black pottery, which had been covered in dust for several years, finally revealed its original appearance in Zhuang Rui's hands, which was black and translucent, bright and shiny,
The dark color with flesh in the light made Zhuang Rui, who was sweating profusely, fascinated by the sight.
No matter what color it is, as long as it is extremely pure, it can reveal its unique charm. This is the case with this black pottery from the Longshan Culture period. Although there is no trace of decoration on it, it is extremely simple, light, elegant, and pure.
But it exudes a mysterious charm.
The black pottery placed on the table looks so dignified and graceful after revealing its true colors. Its material is delicate and moist, its luster is calm and elegant, and it has a soft, elegant and quiet beauty like a pearl.
Zhuang Rui picked up the pottery pot, reached out and tapped it gently, and a pleasant sound of jade came from it. The dark pot body was like ink jade, but also contained the light of bronze.
Zhuang Rui's face was reflected clearly, like a mirror.
"Brother Zhuang, you have such a good vision. I am ashamed of myself, old man..."
Seeing the birth of this piece of black pottery with his own eyes, the shopkeeper was already blinded by the sight and couldn't help himself. He is a porcelain player, so he naturally knows the value of this object. I'm afraid that if he adds up all the genuine porcelain in his shop, it will be worth nothing.
This piece of black pottery is valuable.
"No, that boss is too polite. I happened to hear an elder describe the characteristics of black pottery, so I just lucked out. It's just luck. It's just luck."
Zhuang Rui smiled modestly. I am afraid that the fact that he bought the black pottery will spread throughout Panjiayuan in a few days. I wonder how angry the clever street stall owner will be if he knows that he sold the treasure.
Look.
"Brother Zhuang, do you want to sell this black pottery? My old man can take it, and the price will definitely satisfy you."
After observing it for a long time, the shopkeeper finally couldn't bear it anymore. Such high-quality black pottery was not found among the people, not even in major museums in the country. So the shopkeeper took it upon himself to put it in his pocket.
idea.
Before Zhuang Rui could reply, the shopkeeper heard the voice of the girl who came in with Zhuang Rui: "Zhuang Rui, you can't sell it. Such a beautiful thing will look great in your living room when your courtyard is decorated."
ah."
Zhuang Rui smiled like the shopkeeper, but didn't say anything. What Miao Feifei said was the same as his own. He would not sell this object for money.
But as for what Miao Feifei said about putting it in the living room, Zhuang Rui needs to think carefully about it. After all, this thing is too expensive. I'm afraid that his father will have to learn from Viagra and build a special booth with several spotlights in it. Although
It's a bit ostentatious, but buddy, this is also to promote the traditional national culture.
