Chapter 173: Occasional wrist pillows are made in one go

Yu Yao waited for the formalities and finally got the bamboo arm rest. In addition to the brocade box, Tianhe Auction House also gave a sturdy cloth bag.

During this period, Xie Zhihao avoided Yu Yao and went to make a phone call, probably to communicate with Zhonggu Shenhua. He had told Yu Yao before that he was helping Zhonggu Shenhua shoot the bronze dun, but it took him ten minutes to come back, and he didn't know what he said.

"It's past lunchtime, you should have invited this meal, right?" Xie Zhihao shouted as soon as he returned.

Yu Yao nodded immediately. Thanks to Xie Zhihao this time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to shoot this bamboo arm rest.

He didn't want to go to the porcelain field in the afternoon, because he had seen the preview, but tomorrow's jade dove and the day after tomorrow's two things of his own would still be there.

However, this one is easy to do. Now, invite Xie Zhihao to dinner first, "Let's go, you set a place." ”

"Find a shop with roast meat, I have been out for so long, and I haven't eaten it. Xie Zhihao touched his stomach.

Xie Zhihao is so fat for a reason, he ate a lot of Western food last night, he was really hungry at this time, a roast goose Yu Yao didn't eat a few pieces, and he killed the rest, and there were others.

After eating, Xie Zhihao said that he would also go to the porcelain field in the afternoon, and Yu Yaotui said that he was tired and wanted to go back to rest.

Xie Zhihao's small eyes blinked, "This bamboo arm rest, there won't be any mystery, right?

"When you talk about mystery, don't bring 'right'. How to solve this bamboo board? We both looked at the porcelain at the time, and when we looked at the auction price, we knew that there was no leakage. ”

"Damn, you can't just try to pick up leaks, huh?"

"It's a bit tiring. ”

Separated from Xie Zhihao from the hotel, Yu Yao returned directly to Gegu Zhai.

He didn't close the door, he sat behind the counter, put the brocade box containing the bamboo arm on the counter, opened it and looked at it. If someone comes, they can easily put it in the cabinet under the counter.

This bamboo arm rest is a hand-me-down, the pulp is very heavy, has become a very deep reddish yellow, some places are even slightly transparent, a little jade, presumably when it is circulated, it has been cherished by the owner.

At this time, taking a closer look, Yu Yao naturally understood that the silver at these two ends was shorter than he imagined, and it should be wrapped in the Republic of China.

Originally, from the big screen, this package of silver has no ornamentation, and the process is very simple, but when you take it in your hand, you can see that the so-called large complexity is simple, which seems simple, but it is secretly finely processed.

The place where the silver edge and the bamboo board meet, there is a slight bevel treatment, and the whole touch, the seam feeling cannot be said to be nothing, but the feel is still relatively smooth.

And the four silver corners are also handled just right. It's too sharp, it's too round and blunt, and it loses the overall beauty.

Silver-clad collectors seem to be in love with this armrest, the silver and bamboo color go well together, and the craftsmanship is extremely delicate.

But there is a problem with him doing this.

Yu Yao had already felt it, and the silver at both ends looked still ironing, but with the force in his hands, the silver was a little loose.

Silver is metal, bamboo is wood, there is a thermal expansion and cold contraction, the change is different. The man who collects bamboo arms and silver, may not have changed when he was in his hands, but after so many years, it is not so close.

Moreover, if the silver edge falls off in the future, the bamboo color at both ends will be different from the bamboo color in other places, and it will have to be wrapped again.

Yu Yao suddenly thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Thinking in his heart, he grabbed the silver edge in his hand, and couldn't help but subconsciously pull it out.

As a result, under this pulling, the silver edge or silver sleeve at one end was pulled out!

Fortunately, there is no damage, and I really have to pay attention to it in the future.

Yu Yao looked at the end of the exposed bamboo board, the color was indeed much lighter, and it was really not good to look exposed like this.

Yu Yao picked up the silver edge and prepared to put it on again.

Although it can be unplugged, it is not so easy to put it on again, so you have to aim it carefully. It was not easy to set the convex curvature on the front, so Yu Yao turned it over again, so that the concave place of the arc was facing up.

This flip didn't matter, Yu Yao suddenly found that there was actually a row of small characters carved horizontally here!

Flowing clouds, handsome and elegant.

If you want to say that writing on paper, the line of writing is smoother than regular script, but if you take a carving knife and engrave words on bamboo, it is much more difficult to write on a regular script! Where the pen is connected, it is often difficult to engrave it continuously, so you have to re-cut the knife, but this break, the meaning of the pen is easy to break.

But this row of books, you can see that it is not only good-looking, but also engraved word by word, not one by one, what a profound skill!

Yu Yao was excited for a moment and read it: "Cheng Qi is a pillow and a puppet!"

"Hmm, what does that mean, it doesn't make sense!"

Yu Yao patted his head, snorted, this excitement was dizzy, how could the ancients carve from left to right?

It should be: even a wrist pillow in one go!

The wrist pillow is just an arm rest, another way of saying it.

Judging by the knife work of the lettering, this should be the author!

It seems that he rarely makes wrist pillows, and makes many other products, so it is an "occasional work"; at the same time, he is obviously very satisfied; he does it in one go, does not drag the water, and has no flaws.

Yu Yao had a score, put down this piece of silver edge, and immediately rubbed his hands to cover the silver edge at the other end.

After covering it for a while, he stretched it with his hand and began to pull it out.

If you don't say that there is a saying called "there is a heart to plant flowers and flowers do not send, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows", just now inadvertently pulled out a silver edge, it seems very easy, now I really want to pull it out, but it is a bit laborious.

He didn't dare to be too reckless, so he could only pull it out while covering it, and finally pulled it off normally.

There is still no word on the front, and at a glance on the back, there are four here, seal scripts, forming a Tianzi shape, like a seal without a border.

Three pine signs.

"I said who has such an awesome level! It turned out to be Zhu Sansong, a master of bamboo carving!" Yu Yao slapped his hand on the counter and blurted out.

Zhu Zhizheng, No. Sansong, was a native of Jiading in the Ming Dynasty.

Bamboo carving in the Ming Dynasty, headed by Jiading, and bamboo carving in Jiading, crowned by three zhu.

Sanzhu, is the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren, all of whom are bamboo carving masters in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu He, known as Songlin, his son Zhu Ying, called Xiaosong, and Zhu Zhizheng, the grandson of Zhu He, the son of Zhu Ying, called Sansong.

Don't look at him at the end of the three Zhu, it's because of seniority, there is no way. If you talk about the level of bamboo carving, the three pines are still above the crested crane and the vermilion tassel.

Zhu He mainly created unique techniques, Zhu Ying is mainly good at gods and Buddha statues, to Zhu Zhizheng's generation, is the master, especially the landscape, Zhu Zhizheng obviously better than his grandfather and father.

It was also Zhu Zhizheng whose works attracted wide attention, and apprentices came one after another, making Sanzhu famous.

Sansong Zhu Zhizheng has handed down his works, most of which are pen holders, and the Chinese History Museum and the Palace Museum have collections.

However, Yu Yao has never seen the auction records of his works, and his works have not been recognized by the public.

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