"Master Zhang has a good eye, these two incense burners are really good as flower pots, more beautiful than ceramic flower pots!

The bronze incense burner covered in green rust doesn't know where he looks beautiful.

"I know that Master Xiao Zhang is a person who is unwilling to take advantage of the public, so I won't say that I will give it away!

These two incense burners are priced at one yuan, does Master Zhang think it is still suitable?" Stationmaster Li glanced at the incense burner and said.

"Thank you!

If these two incense burners were in a cultural relics store, they would have to cost two or three yuan to buy them.

"Master Xiao Zhang, the quotation you gave, we studied it and thought it was okay!

"Haha! I know that I can't hide this little bit of caution from Stationmaster Li.

In this way, thank you Stationmaster Li for making it complete!" Zhang Junping laughed and frankly admitted his little abacus.

No one is stupid, just like Stationmaster Li said, Zhang Jun is parallel to Yangmou, and he is never afraid of being known by others.

"Haha! We just chose a more beneficial way of cooperation for our old cargo station!"

"Since Stationmaster Li agreed, then I'll start my work!" The price was set, and Zhang Junping didn't bother to continue chatting with Stationmaster Li and Wang Bin.

If you have that time, it is better to seize the time to study how to repair these ancient furniture of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

"Ugh!"

Wang Bin was stunned by Zhang Junping's eviction order.

I have long known that Zhang Junping's emotional intelligence is low, but I am still uncomfortable by Zhang Junping's emotional intelligence.

"Okay, then we won't disturb Master Zhang's work!

If you need anything, just go to me, we will definitely do a good job of logistics for Master Zhang!" Stationmaster Li was not surprised, and said politely, and left the freight yard with Wang Bin and the others.

Zhang Junping couldn't wait for a long time, the ancient furniture of the Ming and Qing dynasties stacked on the ground was more attractive to him than the fruit woman was more attractive to the verdant boy. Zhang Junping gently stroked the backrest of the cherry wood circle chair in the early Qing Dynasty, the carvings on the walnut shelves in the middle Qing Dynasty, and the carvings on the wenge cabinets in the late Qing Dynasty.

The perfect curve of the backrest of the circle chair, the smooth carving, and the delicate carving, in Zhang Junping's eyes, are more charming than a woman's fruit.

Savor the exquisite skills of the craftsmen of the Qing Dynasty to make the curved backrest of the circle chair, the harmony of the carving, and the spirituality of the carving.

Zhang Junping gently stroked a piece of furniture, like a bee nostalgic for flowers.

Every piece of furniture obsesses him.

Until he got off work, Zhang Junping didn't do anything, just looked around in the pile of furniture, savoring the unique charm of the furniture.

Precise mortise and tenon technology, in an era without precision tools, craftsmen rely on the spirit of ingenuity to make every mortise and tenon joint, all seamless.

Even after hundreds of years, the tenon and tenon joints are still tightly connected, which makes Zhang Junping impressed and full of admiration for the ancient craftsmen.

What is ingenuity?

That's it!

You don't need to do anything noble or amazing, just do the work in your hands to the extreme, this is ingenuity!

It wasn't until the thrift station got off work that Zhang Junping was reluctant to leave.

During this period, Wang Bin also came twice, and saw Zhang Junping there as if he was holding a baby, carefully touching the east, taking a closer look, and he didn't understand.

What's so nice about a bunch of broken houses?

To be honest, these pieces of furniture, which ordinary people look at, are really not good-looking.

The shortest service life of these furniture is forty or fifty years.

The long ones are hundreds of years old.

Since it was sent to the thrift station, it must have been broken furniture.

The cause of the damage is naturally poor storage.

These pieces of furniture look black and black, either with missing legs, or missing boards, or with patent leather falling off.

Such furniture was given to Wang Bin in vain, and he was too dirty.

But Zhang Junping didn't dislike it at all, he was still like a baby, caressing it carefully, and looking at it carefully.

This made Wang Bin very incomprehensible, and it could only be attributed to eccentricity.

After a day of fiddling with old furniture, Zhang Junping was covered in ash, and the clothes on his body were also black and gray.

I washed my hands and washed my face with the faucet at the thrift station.

The white shirt on his body is really good, and the white has turned black and gray, so he can only take it off and go home wearing the hurdle vest inside.

"Grandma Liu, where is the cool?"

"Boy, how is it today? Are the folding chairs you made easy to sell?

Why did you look like this?" the old lady sat on the leisure chair and held the radio to listen to the play, and when she saw Zhang Junping coming back, she asked with a smile.

"Grandma Liu, you don't know, my folding chairs are very popular, and they were sold out as soon as I arrived at Dashilar!

In addition, I took a big job today...... "Zhang Junping was still in a state of excitement for a quarter, and when he heard the old lady's question, he didn't put down the toolbox, so he danced to the old lady and told the old lady about his encounter today.

He talked about how Wang Bin found himself to repair furniture, how many ancient furniture in the Ming and Qing dynasties, how rich the styles were, and how he set prices.

The old lady smiled and listened to Zhang Junping talk about her experience.

It wasn't until Zhang Junping finished speaking that he nodded with a smile, "Well, that's good!"

You're in luck! This is a great opportunity for you!

It's nice that you can stay awake and not be blinded by greed!

Go wash up!

Look at what you make like a mud monkey!"

Although I washed it at the thrift station, I didn't wash it, and there was a lot of dust on my hair.

As soon as the old lady said it, Zhang Junping remembered that his toolbox had not been put down yet, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

Hurriedly went back to put down the toolbox, then took the towel and toiletries, and ran to the other ear room to take a shower.

The transepts of the courtyard are all symmetrical, either there is none, or there are two.

Of the old lady's ear room, one was rented to Zhang Junping, and the other was transformed into a bathroom.

As the head of the sculpture department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, although the old lady lives a very simple life, she has no shortage of pursuit of quality of life.

The yard is very delicately cleaned up, and as soon as you enter the door, there is a shadow wall.

There is a tall pomegranate tree in the middle of the courtyard to the west, and under the pomegranate tree, there is a stone table and four stone benches with fine workmanship.

Under the eaves of the north verandah, there are two small flower beds, which are planted with fiery red moon flowers.

There is a path paved with bluestone bricks in the courtyard, which connects the main house and the east and west wings.

There are no superfluous decorations, no superfluous plants, and the whole small courtyard is idle and not empty.