It's not that if you have money, you can spend money crazy to buy it back, that's not patriotism, that's wrongdoing.

Even if there is abundant funds, bidders should look ahead and think about future generations.

If you are desperate to raise the premium at the auction because of patriotism, will you have to pay a premium next time you encounter another precious cultural relic?

A premium of 10,000, 10 million pieces will lose 100 billion more.

If each piece is at a premium of 100,000, the loss of property is 1 trillion, and this is only the loss caused by the premium.

If you count all of them......

The losses are unbelievable.

Let's make a simple assumption, if the repurchase price of each piece is only 1 million yuan, then the amount of money needed is a full 1 trillion.

What is the concept of a trillion?

China's foreign exchange reserves last year were $3 trillion.

In other words, even if you buy those 10 million cultural relics at a low price, you will have to pay a heavy loss equivalent to 400 foreign exchange reserves in China!

Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine why the West is so rich.

Because the West has been robbing the world for hundreds of years.

Silver, gold, minerals, cultural relics, slave trade, everything, coupled with small countries and widows, few people and more property, finally has today's prosperity.

Every time he thought of these things, Dean Shan gritted his teeth in anger.

Some cultural relics, can you bear to let them wander outside?

Can you bear to let foreigners who don't understand the Chinese cultural relics use their dirty hands full of sweat to detain those precious inscriptions with research value?

Categorically not!

Some artifacts had to grit their teeth and buy them......

Silent.

Silent.

Qin Huai didn't speak.

Dean Shan didn't speak either.

The two of them had their own thoughts.

……

"Forty days later, I was notified as soon as there was good news. ”

Walking out of the noon gate, Qin Huai let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Good. ”

Dean Shan agreed and led him to the hotel.

Minister Li was already waiting in the hotel, and when he saw Qin Huai, he stood up very enthusiastically and held Qin Huai's elbow and let Qin Huai sit beside him:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I'm really busy and can't entertain well. ”

"It's fine. ”

Qin Huai didn't care.

He would never be as comfortable as repairing clocks with Master Wang.

In this case, there will be no trouble for Minister Li.

"Brother Li is still busy with your own business. Do you think Qin Huai is bored in the Forbidden City? In fact, he is very busy in the clock restoration room. ”

Dean Shan couldn't help but laugh.

There are many masters who have been to the Forbidden City, but none of them have been like Qin Huai, who has perfectly integrated into the style of painting after only one day of coming in.

Qin Huai has a temperament that fits the Forbidden City in the dark.

"Oh...... Really?"

Minister Li was caught off guard, Qin Huai's favorability was brushed a little quickly, and he was familiar with it after only one day?

"Of course. After all, it is the Qin nuclear boat that is famous for covering the left of the river and fighting a Suzhou and Hangzhou city by himself. ”

……

……

The three of them chatted while waiting for the food to be served.

There weren't many dishes, and the dinner didn't last long.

After all, Minister Li is busy with official business, Dean Shan has a three-hour lecture at half past two in the afternoon, and Qin Huai is not a person who likes to talk at the dinner table, the three of them are doers who don't talk much nonsense.

……

……

After eating, Qin Huai followed Dean Shan to shoot an information film.

At half past two in the afternoon, all the materials were entered into the digital museum.

Qin Huai was able to return to the clock restoration room accompanied by Shang Ya.

Master Wang was engrossed in playing with the sound hammer, and the metal hammer hit the sound box, making a clear and elegant stroke.

The sound of percussion is like a gurgling stream flowing through a mountain stream.

Tinkling, melodious and delicate, as if telling a distant story that has been sealed for two hundred years.

It's just a snippet of the soundbox banging, what would it feel like if it was all played?

Master Wang looked at the clock anxiously, eager for Qin Huai to immediately carve out the damaged parts, seeing that Qin Huai was coming, Master Wang greeted in an extremely gentle tone:

"Sit down, sit down, just wait for Xiaohuai's parts." ”

"Three hours to complete. ”

Qin Huai sat on the work table with ease and quickly entered the carving state.

This kind of carving is very simple for Qin Huai, there is no need to rack his brains to think of creativity, nor do he need to show off his skills, just follow the analysis and calculation in his mind.

When Qin Huai was carved into a god, in the mottled light and shadow, the lens not far away felt the gradual flow of time, and Qin Huai, who was as clear as a stream, seemed to bloom in front of the camera.

One by one, the parts gradually appeared in Qin Huai's fingertips, and every time he carved one, Master Wang would install one with his dexterous hands.

It wasn't until the last part was installed on the clock that Master Wang smiled with satisfaction.

"Anything that is advanced enough is like magic. ”

Master Wang smiled heartily, and his sad face for several months stretched at this moment.

He gave Qin Huai a thumbs up.

Qin Huai is really very good!

Very good!

Qin Huai smiled slightly, and pulled Shang Ya to stand by the clock and watch quietly.

"The watch took three months to repair and was finally ready to turn. ”

Master Wang raised the corners of his mouth and carefully checked it several times before turning on the clock.

"Dingding......

When the hammer struck the sound box for the first time, everyone's face was filled with obsession.

That kind of melody is quiet and beautiful, like the tip of the nose smelling a touch of cold moonlight, like the first snow falling on the palm of the hand, like the early morning sun with morning dew slanting on the windowsill, like a feather gently falling in the heart, like everything is just right......

In the gilded melody of the clock, the white goose turns its long neck, the dog opens its mouth and barks, the birds jump back and forth among the branches, the small sailboat flows down the river in front of the door, and the sliding door outside the house opens to both sides......

Everything in the small country courtyard is rhythmic.

The gilded clocks and gilded bells make De's thoughts spread slowly in an extremely romantic trajectory......

Master Wang took off his glasses and quietly admired the clock he had restored.

The eyes are full of pampering, which is completely different from the eyes of tourists.

Qin Huai turned his head and glanced at it, and his heart was hit hard in an instant.

There were some tears.

How many things are your quick glances, and the half-life of others waits......

Qin Huai closed his eyes, as if he had been enlightened.

It turns out that precipitation is the most touching artistic element in the world.

No matter how vivid the color contrast, no matter how intense and intense the visual impact, in the end it is not as heavy as the thousand-year-old precipitation, it can be a speckled bronze rust, it can be a yellowed Qingming Shanghe drawing, or it can be a azure porcelain that has been grayed by the years.

Qin Huai was thoughtful.

He seemed to have some of it.

The style of wood carving that came to the capital to find thousands of miles away seems to be gradually taking shape......

"Mr. Qin, it's time to get off work at five o'clock, let's go. ”

Master Wang put the tools in order and prepared to leave the repair room, but when he shouted, Qin Huai actually stood in place without the slightest reaction.

"Mr. Qin?"

Master Wang reached out and patted Qin Huai's shoulder

"Oh sorry, I just had a creative idea. ”

Qin Huai retracted his thoughts, and a wisp of wind blew Qin Huai's hair, making Qin Huai's eyes extremely bright.

The photographer captured this scene keenly.

The corners of his mouth grinned in surprise. The basic qualities of a photographer tell him -

This good-looking and high-temperament guy who suddenly visited the Forbidden City will be one of the most outstanding selling points in this documentary.