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Seven hundred and eighty-eighth chapter mountain wood

Chapter 788 Mountain Wood

"Xugong, although these objects of yours are both beautiful in form and spirit, they are still missing something..."

Xu Guoqing didn't care at all about who was coming from outside. As a guest, Zhuang Rui naturally had no reason to meddle in other people's business. He might just come to collect payment.

The flaws mentioned by Zhuang Rui and Xu Guoqing just now are actually a bit unreasonable.

When making an appraisal for others, this reason cannot be put on the table. You can't tell others that your object is fake just because it is too perfect, right? That will definitely make them spit on your face.

"Zhuang Rui, are there any other flaws? Tell me, is it a workmanship issue?"

After Xu Guoqing heard Zhuang Rui's words, his eyes immediately lit up. He built an ancient kiln and fired ancient porcelain purely because of his personal interests. Of course, this interest was a little fanatical.

"Not in terms of craftsmanship, Xugong. In terms of craftsmanship, the three-color pottery figurines you fired are flawless. But although you can produce the charm of Tang Sancai, there is still a kind of historical precipitation missing.

And a sense of vicissitudes..."

Zhuang Rui saw that Xu Guoqing was a little confused, and then said: "I once got a Shang and Zhou bronze sword. Legend has it that when the owner is in danger, this sword can automatically draw a warning and make a sword sound. I

Personally, I feel that this is a kind of spirituality given to artifacts by history or the makers...

This kind of spirituality can resonate deep in people's hearts and allow people to feel the vicissitudes of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the silent process of civilization development and progress.

Although these Tang Sancai paintings made by Xugong are exquisite and impeccable, they lack the heaviness that has been accumulated in the long history. In the eyes of the older generation, this can be felt..."

Zhuang Rui's words are not nonsense. All things have spirits, and they are not the words of a fool. We do not talk about Zhuang Rui's eyes, nor do we talk about the master appraisers in the industry. They are those thieves who often dig and rob graves. They handle many objects.

, everyone will feel this way.

Just like why modern people like to wear jade jewelry, beautiful decoration is certainly one of the reasons, but the spirituality of jade is also very important.

For example, if you can personally buy a piece of good jade and experience it for ten or twenty years, your understanding of the jade will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes, and you will have a feeling of being integrated into it.

This is definitely not feudal superstition. Friends who have the conditions can try it.

Bringing the subject back to the subject, there is a reason why these three-color utensils have been authenticated by many "experts". Firstly, they can't find any flaws. Secondly, the "cost" of the appraisal is substantial. With Brother Kong Fang opening the way, literati will also

bent.

"I know that I created these things, but I did not give them souls, but...but this is not something I can decide..."

After Xu Guoqing thought clearly about this link, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. The so-called accumulation and precipitation of history cannot be imitated by distressing. That kind of thickness can only be expressed in objects after the vicissitudes of mountains and rivers over the years.

"Xugong, haven't you ever thought about making your own things and giving them soul and life? Although it cannot be called antiques, with your craftsmanship, it is not inferior to those of the great craftsmen in ancient times. What you have made

, after thousands of years, why can’t it become a treasure that people are vying to own?”

After carefully inspecting the porcelain embryos painted by Xu Guoqing's painter, Zhuang Rui forgot the purpose of his visit. In Zhuang Rui's opinion, Xu Guoqing's attainments in porcelain making were much better than those in ancient times.

People even go too far.

"I?"

Xu Guoqing was stunned for a moment by Zhuang Rui's words, then waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I just like it..."

"Xugong, don't underestimate yourself. More than a thousand years ago, the ancients left us precious works of art such as tricolor paintings of the Tang Dynasty and porcelain from the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. But in another thousand years, what can we leave to future generations?

"

Zhuang Rui interrupted Xu Guoqing's words and continued: "Is it possible that what we leave to future generations are all handicrafts produced on the assembly line? What is the carrier that represents our era?"

Zhuang Rui had never thought about this problem before, but after seeing Xu Guoqing and the things he made, a string in Zhuang Rui's heart was touched. There are fewer and fewer craftsmen nowadays. In various traditional industries, they can

People who are called masters are already very rare.

"I...can I really do it?" Xu Guoqing's eyes lit up.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said: "Of course, to be honest, the only modern crafts that I can't find a single flaw in from the artifacts are XCMG's..."

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. I used to think about imitating ancient porcelain, and never thought about creating my own things. This is a brand new field, and it's worth a challenge..."

The more Xu Guoqing talked, the more excited he became, but after looking around this huge laboratory, he couldn't help but feel discouraged and said: "But...I'm going bankrupt now, and I can no longer support such an experiment..."

After Xu Guoqing finished speaking, his face looked a little ugly. He has been imitating ancient porcelain for so many years, so he naturally knows that it costs a lot of money. With his current financial resources, he may not even have the money to hire a car to haul the porcelain clay from Ci County.

"No, Mr. Xu, you have money. As long as you agree to my conditions, I will build you the most advanced research institute in the world in ***, making your handicrafts one of the most popular works of art in the world...

…”

As soon as Xu Guoqing finished speaking, a voice came from the door. Although it was spoken in Chinese, it was very blunt, and from the words, several people in the room could tell that this was a *** person.

"Lao Yu?!"

Xu Guoqing did not pay attention to the voice, but raised his tone and shouted to Yu Zhengjun in a slightly sullen tone.

Yu Zhengjun, who just went out to open the door, looked a little embarrassed. He laughed and said: "Old Xu, there are always customers coming to the door. I can't kick others out, right? Why don't you sit down and talk about anything..."

Although Yu Zhengjun doesn't like *** people, his transportation company wanted to transform into a modern logistics company some time ago, so he cooperated with this *** person. Both parties rely on each other, so Yu Zhengjun

The boss also has difficulties.

"When we go out to talk, my laboratory only allows guests to enter..."

Xu Guoqing glanced at Yu Zhengjun unhappily, walked quickly to the door, and blocked the path of the *** man who had just spoken.

The master went out, and Zhuang Rui and others were embarrassed to stay in the laboratory. The group returned to the outside room and found that in addition to Yu Zhengjun and Xu Guoqing, there were three more people in the room.

"Mr. Xu, please forgive me for my presumption last time, and please believe in my sincerity. This factory is still yours. As long as you are willing to follow me to the ***, I will provide you with the best laboratory in the world.

And we will give you no less than three million US dollars in research funding every year, allowing you to imitate the exquisite porcelain from the Song Dynasty..."

The *** man in the room, who was only about 1.65 meters tall and probably in his early fifties, after saying these words, immediately bowed 90 degrees to Xu Guoqing. Even Zhuang Rui and others felt it.

His sincerity.

Xu Guoqing shook his head and said firmly: "I'm sorry, I will not leave China, and even if the porcelain of Cizhou Kiln is imitated, it belongs to China, not you ***..."

"Mr. Xu, art knows no national boundaries..." The *** man made another ninety-degree bend.

"Damn, this little *** doesn't have spinal disease, right?"

Zhuang Rui's back hurt when he saw her. Behind the woman's humble appearance, she was hiding all her ambitions. Zhuang Rui didn't have the slightest fondness for the little woman anyway.

Besides, the *** keeps saying that it will provide Xu Guoqing with the most advanced laboratory, which also makes Zhuang Rui a little unhappy. Are you the only ones who pay attention to traditional crafts?

But then again, China really doesn’t pay much attention to this area. At most, it just shouts slogans to protect some intangible cultural heritage, without spending a penny of real money.

"Boss Yu, what is going on?"

Zhuang Rui took advantage of Xu Guoqing's quarrel with the little girl to pull Yu Zhengjun's hand and walked a few steps aside.

After Yu Zhengjun heard Zhuang Rui's words, he sighed and said, "Oh, Mr. Zhuang, this *** man's name is Yamaki Dalang, and he is the president of a large company in ***..."

"Don't say that. I asked this little devil what he meant. I asked Xugong to go to the *** to make porcelain?"

Zhuang Rui curled his lips and interrupted Yu Zhengjun's words. Little ***'s name is the most meaningless. Before the Meiji Restoration, only Chinese, nobles, and wealthy families had surnames, while commoners had names.

No surname.

In the early Meiji years, in order to compile household registrations, tax and levy, working people began to have surnames. As a result, place names, field names, life experience, family lineage, occupations, residences, house numbers, tools, and even the names of animals and plants became choices.

The basis for the surname.

*** have no culture of their own at all. They stole it from China. Just like Korean ***, they are all things that don’t recognize their mother after eating the milk.

"Mr. Zhuang, don't look at it. I brought this man here before, but I didn't evacuate him. This little devil has been pestering Lao Xu. This time, he even called people from the city. Now I

I can’t speak anymore…”

Zhuang Rui really asked the right person. This matter was really caused by Yu Zhengjun, and no one knew the ins and outs better than him.

Yamaki Dalang's company entered China a little late and has nothing to do with the automobile industry. Now, in addition to investing in Zhengjun's logistics company, it is also planning to do some industrial business in Gaoyi.

Some time ago, Yamaki Dalang, led by Yu Zhengjun, originally wanted to acquire Xu Guoqing's factory. Unexpectedly, this little devil changed his mind after seeing Xu Guoqing's skills.


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