When it was almost noon, Zhang Junping made the Xiaoyao chair and assembled the last component, Zhang Junping said to the old lady: "Grandma Liu, you try it first, see if there is anything that is not suitable, and I will change it!"

"Okay, boy, it's a good hand, and the work is quick enough!" the old lady smiled happily at the free chair that Zhang Junping had just made.

The old lady is alone, she lacks nothing, and what she enjoys is Zhang Junping's filial piety.

The old lady sat on it and tried it, and was even more satisfied, "Yes, it's really good! This leisure chair, sitting in the sun in winter, is absolutely comfortable, you kid has filial piety!"

"Grandma Liu, you will use it first, and when you turn around, I will find a way to get some beeswax and re-iron the wax for you. ”

Zhang Junping admired his works in the morning, and felt a little sorry in his heart, his craftsmanship is still very good, the only thing missing is that there is no hot wax, which makes the whole work look imperfect.

Wax ironing technology is a decorative method for wood surface treatment of furniture, which is equivalent to forming a layer of artificial pulp on the surface of furniture, which can not only show the beautiful texture of wood well, but also form a protective film on the surface of wood to prevent the adverse effects of the external environment on wood.

The old lady stood up and walked into the house, and after a while she came out again, and took out a piece of white paste in her hand as if by magic, "Boy, I don't have beeswax, but I have a piece of white wax!"

"Grandma Liu, you are really a god! Why do you have everything?" Zhang Junping looked at the white wax in the old lady's hand in surprise.

White wax is mainly produced in Sichuan, so it is also called Sichuan wax and Chinese wax.

It is a kind of animal wax secreted by ash insects that grow on trees such as ligustrum and water ash.

Zhang Junping's Xiaoyao chair because it is made of the components of the old furniture, the original old furniture has been burned with wax, the wax has already penetrated into the pipe hole of the wood, at this time it saves Zhang Junping a lot of trouble, he scalded the wax again, only need to re-coat the surface with a layer of wax film, make up for the wax film that has been destroyed because of the transformation, so that the color of the entire Xiaoyao chair becomes consistent.

"Boy, who did you learn this craft from?

The carving techniques of the northern school, and the shadow of Jingzuo, as well as the traces of Suzuo, Rong Zhongjia, your master should not be an obscure rural craftsman. The old lady who had been silently looking at Zhang Junping's waxing suddenly asked.

Zhang Junping was stunned by the question and looked up at the old lady.

Just through a free chair he made, you can see his skills, heels, this old lady has something!

It's definitely not as simple as an ordinary lonely old lady as she said.

"Grandma Liu, I didn't expect you to know wood art too?"

"I don't understand, but I've seen a lot, so I naturally know a little bit!" said the old lady with a smile and shook her head.

Without waiting for Zhang Junping to speak, the old lady continued to ask: "Your hometown is from the capital of Yuandu, Dongshan Province, a little guy from the countryside actually knows about the Academy of Fine Arts, and can be admitted to it, I remember that Yang Mingde's old thing went to the countryside over there back then, what is the relationship between you and Yang Mingde?"

Academy of Fine Arts, Yang Mingde?

Zhang Junping searched the memories of his predecessor in his mind.

All right!

He came to study at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and he really had something to do with Yang Mingde.

Professor Yang Mingde, deputy dean of the School of Painting of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, cut the queue in the village of his predecessor and was regarded as the enlightenment teacher of Zhang Junping's predecessor.

After searching for his memories like this, Zhang Junping's heart suddenly balanced a lot.

Beijing, the representative of the northern faction, the descendant of the Yang family, China's first batch of international arts and crafts master Yang Mingde, when he was in their village, he also relied on carpenter's craftsmanship to eat.

Master Yang Mingde helped train a lot of carpenters in their village back then.

It's just that Zhang Junping's predecessor did not learn carpentry or woodcarving skills from Professor Yang Mingde, but learned Chinese painting.

Master Yang Mingde is not only a master of Chinese painting, but also a master of calligraphy and woodwork, known as the three uniques.

"Yang Lao is my enlightenment teacher, and my Chinese painting is learned from Yang Lao!" Zhang Junping replied after sorting out his memories of Yang Mingde.

"You learned Chinese painting from Yang Mingde's old guy?

"Well, it can be regarded as learning from Yang Lao! However, it wasn't specifically to teach me, but when he fiddled with the wood, I felt interesting, and I watched from the side, and after watching for a long time, it would be!" Zhang Junping could only explain the source of his craftsmanship in this way.

"After a long time, it will be done?" asked the old lady who stood up from her stool abruptly and stared at Zhang Junping.

"Yes! After a long time, it will be!

It's just ······· Later, I found out that there was still a lot of difference between the original meeting and the real meeting·······" Zhang Junping replied with some embarrassment.

The old lady pushed open Zhang Junping's door very rudely, walked in, and walked out with a bunch of wood carvings in her arms.

Although the house belongs to the old lady, it has been rented to Zhang Junping after all, so it is really rude to go in without permission, but at this time, the old lady can't care so much.

The old lady took out the wooden carvings and placed them one by one on the stone table in the courtyard.

These are the wood carvings that Zhang Junping just crossed over, and the old lady just gave him wood carving tools.

The first wood carving, the ugly one, is a beginner's practice.

The second wood carving, a little better, is just getting started.

The third wood carving, which is basically similar in shape, can be regarded as a thorough introduction.

The fourth wood carving, there is already a trace of God, to this step, if put in the future, basically can go to the wood art factory, get a salary of five or six thousand a month, mixed bowl of rice.

The fifth wood carving, initially can be compatible with form and spirit, to this step, go to any wood art factory, will be regarded as a master, a high salary of 20,000 or 30,000 a month.

The sixth wood carving, which can already be called a masterpiece, has basically begun to be sought after by collectors at this point, and with a little operation, there is no problem at all with six figures on a single piece.

These six wood carvings are the creations of Zhang Junping for a period of time after he crossed over.

It also reflects the restoration of his skill level.

Whether it is wood carving, wood art, or carpenter, it is all a craft.

Zhang Junping's work perfectly illustrates a problem.

He has just crossed over, although he has the memory of his previous life, he has the skills and experience of wood art in his previous life.

But.

Brain: I will!

Hand: No! I don't!

Eye: I see!

Hand: The concubine can't do it!

After a period of exercise, Zhang Junping slowly returned to the level of his previous life.

However, Zhang Junping's progress is a bit shocking in the eyes of the old lady.

What kind of demonic qualifications this is, you can learn just by looking at it.

The old lady looked at Zhang Junping with straight eyes, as if she was looking at a rare treasure, "Boy, let's start the sculpture department after the school starts!

Come to the sculpture department, I'll let you go straight to my graduate school!"

"Ah?!" Zhang Junping was stunned by the old lady's words.

"Silly boy, old lady, I saved you, that's kind! But kindness doesn't mean stupidity, I'm the head of the sculpture department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts!

Otherwise, do you think I will casually take in a person of unknown origin to live in the house?" the old lady saw Zhang Junping's surprised appearance, and showed her identity with a smile.

In this way, it is finally explained.

The reason why the old lady is so good to him, in addition to being kind, is also because he is a student of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

It's just that Zhang Junping never thought that the kind and kind old man in front of him, like an old lady in the neighborhood, was actually the head of the sculpture department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

Liu ......... Professor Liu...... This ......" Zhang Junping was embarrassed, and some didn't know how to respond.

"It's called Grandma Liu!

Why, you don't want to come to the sculpture department?

Feel that the sculpture department is not as good as the Chinese painting department?

Look down on us playing with mud and fiddling with wood?" The old lady glared and asked very forcefully.

"Grandma Liu, how can it?

Am I also fiddling with wood?" Zhang Junping hurriedly explained with a wry smile.

"Alright, I won't tease you!

I'll go back and talk to Lao Yang about this!" the old lady suddenly changed her face and smiled kindly.

"......" Zhang Junping let out a sigh.

The old lady's question is simply a proposition.

His predecessor, Yang Mingde Yang Lao, although he does not have the name of master and apprentice, but he has the reality of master and apprentice.

And the old lady is his savior.

There's really no way to answer.

Fortunately, the old lady did not continue to force him.

"It's almost noon, grandma bought the fish in the morning, make braised fish at noon and treat you!"

"Grandma Liu, I'll help you spin the fish!"

......

In the afternoon, Zhang Junping went out for a spin and pulled back a car of old doors and windows at a nearby construction site that was being demolished.

Zhang Junping spent five cents on the old doors and windows of this car, plus three cents for the board car, and a box of three cents and two cents for the Temple of Heaven, which cost a total of one and two cents.

Naturally, it is not a precious wood, but an ordinary pine and cypress.

Zhang Junping didn't really make a maza, mainly because the rope for wearing a maza was not easy to buy.

It is made of a small foldable chair, which is stronger than a maza.

I didn't finish until dark, and I made a total of five small foldable chairs.

Although he is young and in good health, Zhang Junping also feels that his arms are sore after a day of carpentry.

After a brief wash, Zhang Junping entered the dream with a vision for the future.

...............

The next day, Zhang Junping got up early, washed up, and had a breakfast at the old lady's before going out with the small chair and wood carvings he had made yesterday.

Walking out of the alley, Waiga Road has converged into a sea of bicycles.

This bicycle stream is all in the morning.

Bicycle in the river, from time to time ringing, jingle bells, cheerful bells.

It was a time of great vigor, and people who rushed to work early had happy, joyful, and hopeful smiles on their faces.

Happiness is contagious, walking in the flow of happy and energetic people, and Zhang Junping's mood is a little better.

In this era, bicycles were the main means of transportation.

It's a pity he didn't!

You can only drive No. 11 and walk all the way to Dashilar.