Zhang Junping practiced calligraphy for a while, and then practiced landscape painting on the stone table.

Not to mention, painting landscape paintings on the stone table, between hooking, creature, dotting, and dyeing, there is a charm in it.

It's a pity that it's summer, and Zhang Junping paints on the stone table with clear water, and it will soon disappear because the water is evaporated.

However, this does not affect Zhang Junping's mood of painting, the water evaporates quickly, so practice painting quickly.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, hooks, hooks, points, and the pen flies, outlining a high mountain.

It wasn't until the old lady woke up for a nap that Zhang Junping began to make folding chairs again.

In the next few days, Zhang Junping lived a full and leisurely life.

Every day I go to school during the day, the old lady's studio studies the restoration of ancient furniture in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and comes back at night to make folding chairs and sell.

I don't earn much every day, but I also have five or six dollars.

During this period, I went out to get two carts of old wood.

It's all old door frames and old window frames that were removed from other people's construction sites.

There are also beams or something, but Zhang Junping thinks it is too troublesome to untie the plank, and the price is too high, so he didn't ask for it.

Old door frames, old window frames, these are the ingredients for burning pots in the eyes of others, and in Zhang Junping's hands, they can be turned into exquisite folding chairs.

So, there is no useless wood, only useless carpenters.

After a few more days, the wood in Zhang Junping's hand ran out again.

The last bit of wood in his hand was processed into a mazah, and the packing tape found from the thrift station was put on.

Zhang Junping patted Maza, stretched his waist, and finally finished it!

He was going to end his business of making folding chairs, and he would stop tomorrow when he sold out of folding chairs and maza.

In a week, Zhang Junping saved a huge amount of 50 yuan.

The average salary in Beijing is 60 yuan, but that is after countless people are averaged, and many people in real time have a monthly salary of about 30 yuan.

Fifty yuan is more than the monthly salary of most people, and Zhang Junping only took a week.

It's not that folding chairs don't make money, folding chairs are still popular, but Zhang Junping is no longer satisfied with making folding chairs and earning those three or five yuan a day.

It's not that Zhang Junping is floating and can't look down on the high income of 200 yuan a month, but he has a better choice.

This has to start a few days ago, a few days ago he sold a folding chair in his broken English and got a one-dollar foreign exchange roll.

Listening to the foreigner's very good, Zhang Junping's brain became active.

That's right!

Chinese people can't afford to consume their own wood carving works for the time being, but foreigners can!

Zhang Junping once read a report in his previous life that in the 80s, there was a gray industrial chain.

Some people buy all kinds of antiques at low prices in China, and then resell them abroad through some channels.

A small leaf red sandalwood chair is only 100 yuan in China, and if you sell it abroad, you can sell it for tens of thousands of dollars.

Wang Shixiang, a well-known cultural relics expert, scholar, cultural relics connoisseur, collector, researcher of the Chinese Cultural Heritage Research Institute of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, and librarian of the Central Research Institute of Culture and History, worked hard to create "Ming Style Furniture Research", but later every time he talked about the book "Ming Style Furniture Research", Wang Lao would cry and say that he was a sinner of the country and the nation.

Because, the book "Research on Ming-style Furniture" created by him has actually become a guide for cultural relics dealers to resell antique furniture abroad, and also a collection guide for foreign collectors.

The price of all the antique furniture of the Ming Dynasty that he included in the book can be increased several times.

This really can't complain about Wang Shixiang and Wang Lao, in this era, people don't have a clear understanding of antiques.

Even the state regards antiques and cultural relics as an important resource for exporting foreign exchange.

For example, the Friendship Store.

The Friendship Shop is specially opened for foreign friends, and only foreign exchange rolls are accepted inside, and there are a large number of exquisite antiques for sale in the Friendship Shop.

Far away, Zhang Junping will never do that kind of thing of reselling antique cultural relics.

He is going to sell the handicrafts he carved and made to foreigners.

imagined that his wood carving works were loved by foreigners, competing to collect them at a high price, making a lot of foreign exchange, and reaching the peak of his life, marrying Bai Fumei·······

Zhang Junping fell asleep.

In the dream, there were beautiful women with long legs and black stockings, crying and shouting that they wanted to marry him and give him a monkey.

Just when Zhang Junping crossed the mountains and was about to go to the gloomy canyon to get water, the black beauty just now suddenly turned into a skeleton, which frightened Zhang Junping and woke up from his sleep suddenly.

Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zhang Junping got up and drank a cup of cold white water to calm down.

Sure enough, the beauties are all pink skeletons, and the wood is fun!

You can make it what you want it to be!

Whatever posture you are happy to pose, it is!

With a knife in hand, I have it in the world!

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Junping came to Dashilar with the folding chair he had made overtime as usual.

Today, Zhang Junping is quite famous in Dashilar, and everyone knows that there is a young man who sells folding chairs.

His folding chair is made of old craftsmanship, without a nail or a trace of glue, but it is very beautiful and strong.

Still just arrived at Dashilar, and before he could stand still, the folding chairs on his body were snapped up.

"Little comrade, why are there only so few?"

"Anything else?"

"Can't you make more?"

is still those familiar words, so Zhang Junping is embarrassed to tell them that he will not come tomorrow.

After selling the folding chair, Zhang Junping came to the accessories company and bought two inner and outer tires, a saddle, and a bell.

The fun of cycling is in the car bell, riding on the road, meeting acquaintances to press the car bell, jingle bell, crisp car bell.

This is like the future life, buying a new car and walking on the road, looking forward to meeting an acquaintance, it is better to honk the horn, and then lower the window to say hello to the other party.

Two words, show off!

Back at the residence, Zhang Junping quickly put on the inner and outer tires, installed the saddle and bell, and then said hello to the old lady.

Leave the alley with a string of crisp bells.

Along the way, cheerful bells rang from time to time.

I think back then, I was also the owner of a BMW, but now I am mixed, riding an old bicycle, or assembling and patching, and I am actually a little excited.

Cheerful bells, riding the wind and waves all the way to CAFA.

"Did Xiao Zhang buy a bicycle?" the doorman greeted him with a smile when he saw Zhang Junping.

These days, Zhang Jun comes to school every day, but he is familiar with the doorman.

Those who can do the doorman are all clear-eyed people.

I know that Zhang Junping has a good relationship with the head of the department, and he can go to the head of the department to study in the studio during the summer vacation.

Naturally, he looked the other way.

"Replace the old one, fix it yourself!

Uncle Wang, you are on duty today!" Zhang Junping stopped the car and greeted the doorman Uncle Wang.

Don't underestimate the janitors, especially the janitor grandfathers of the eighties, it's not easy.