Chapter 103 Young boys' feelings are always poetry

Chang Zhaowen immediately rushed forward to hold the little peanut, but the empty movement was obviously faster, his figure moved, and the white light flashed, and the little peanut fell steadily into his arms in the next second. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chang Zhaowen stretched out his hand to catch the wooden box that was thrown into the air, the dark wooden box, weighing the weight was really not light, he glared at Mo Zhen not far away complainingly, this father is really unreliable, how can he let his daughter who is not in good health take such a heavy thing.

"Brother, thank you!" The first one to come back to her senses was the little peanut, she twisted her body, gently got out of the empty arms, looked at the empty sky with a smile on the little face of the pear vortex, and had a small black bowl painted with gorgeous patterns in her hand.

"This one for you!" The beautiful little bowl is stuffed into the empty hand, and a golden abstract dog totem is painted on the crystal clear lacquer surface, which is very dazzling, but the brushwork of the totem is slightly immature.

"For me?" Empty eyes widened in disbelief.

"Well, I made it myself, is it cute?" The pear vortex of the little peanut is deeper.

"Cute, super cute!" Kongkong carefully held the bowl in his hand, looked left and right, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and added, "It's as cute as you!" ”

Damn, this little ghost, how old a person, no, how big a demon, no, it's not right, how old a half-demon, he has already learned to flirt with his sister! Chang Zhaowen, as a single dog, felt hurt by 10,000 points.

Fortunately, the child and things are fine, Mo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Chang Zhaowen's side: "Please open the box and take a look, sir, these are just a little caution on my part." ”

Chang Zhaowen was also curious about this heavy wooden box, so he placed the wooden box on the clean cooking table and carefully opened the lid.

"Wow-" Chang Zhaowen couldn't help but exclaim, this wooden box is actually a neatly arranged set of gorgeous lacquer tableware, the workmanship is very exquisite, the background color is moist and shiny, like Ugin rather than cold, bright and magnificent, with a solemn and rich temperament.

Chang Zhaowen picked up a saucer casually, took a closer look, and found that the lifelike peach blossoms on this plate were actually filled with luminous shells as thin as cicada wings, and then made after flat lacquer.

The other plum blossom bowl uses a popular technique in the lacquer decoration of the Northern and Southern Dynasties - spot lacquer, six colors are staggered correspondingly, each color has a different texture, the more you look closely, the more you admire the subtlety of its craftsmanship.

It's amazing! Almost every piece of art is a work of art, using one or several different techniques, and more importantly, the pattern is dignified and beautiful, revealing an aura.

"These are my Mozhen works, using the sap of natural lacquer trees, blended with the finest tung oil, although the color is bright but there is no toxin residue, you can use it to hold all kinds of dishes with confidence......"

Is there any mistake about using this kind of artwork to serve dishes, isn't he crazy yet?

Chang Zhaowen once saw the auction of the works of Dongying lacquerware masters on TV, all of them are sky-high, okay? Now the set in front of him feels no less inferior than those master works! No, to be exact, it should be far more than those so-called masters.

"Mo, Mr. Mo, you must be famous in your country, right?"

Mo Zhen nodded, he was an absolute authority in the field of lacquerware, and he was also a little proud of this: "They usually call me a national treasure-level master." ”

Really!

It seems that the people who can come to the Dark Sky Bazaar are not ordinary people.

Chang Zhaowen was a little curious: "Mr. Mo Zhen, are you from Dongying?" ”

Lacquerware originated in China, but after it was transmitted to Dongying, it was perfectly carried forward, and there is even a saying that lacquerware began in China and flourished in Dongying. Even the lowercase English word japan means lacquerware, and at least in modern times, high-end lacquerware seems to have become synonymous with Toei lacquerware.

"Those craftsmen in Dongying don't know how to use so many techniques!" Mo Zhen shook his head, "Of course I'm from Huaxia, isn't lacquerware always the best for our Huaxia?" ”

It seems that in the plane where Mo Zhen is located, Huaxia lacquerware has not declined, but has continued to improve in the inheritance from generation to generation, and has produced such an outstanding master as Mo Zhen.

Such a beautiful lacquer artwork, if it weren't for the Dark Sky Bazaar, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had anything to do with him in my life, Chang Zhaowen no longer shirked it, and accepted it happily. This is the highest level of contemporary Chinese lacquer art!

"Master Mo," after Mo Zhen revealed his hand, his image in Chang Zhaowen's mind was instantly raised several levels, from a chaotic father to a master, "This set of treasures is too valuable, I can't take you for nothing, in fact, I also made some money before, it's better to ......"

"Okay," Mo Zhen raised his hand to signal Chang Zhaowen not to say more, "The purpose of my visit to the Dark Sky Bazaar this time is also for my daughter, I want to earn some money so that I can buy some otherworldly elixirs to treat her, since her illness has been cured by you, why do I need that money?" ”

An artist is an artist, unlike a businessman who always wants to make more and more money, and decisively quits when the goal is achieved.

"Yes, big brother," Little Peanut also followed, "If it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago, besides, you also helped us get the money back from the liar grandfather, and we are not short of money on the way back, so don't be polite to my father!" ”

"That's right, big brother, you're welcome, you're welcome!" The one who said this was empty.

This little half-demon is too exaggerated, and now he has changed his name to "big brother" with Little Peanut, I remember that when he first encountered Kongkong, people still called him a rookie! This kid doesn't know what kind of wind he suddenly smoked, and he was really drunk.

There are more and more gods and demons from all walks of life with all kinds of freed homeless people, and Chang Zhaowen naturally has no time to dwell on the strange behavior of this young man who is pregnant with spring, and is busy greeting guests.

It's just that there are too many people in front of him, and it's really a bit powerless to rely on Chang Zhaowen's two hands alone, but fortunately, Mo Zhen and the first group of "former economic prisoners" who were rescued by him spontaneously helped, and everyone was a person with some ability in their own society before.

Adding it up slightly, some verified the identity of the human who had repaid the arrears, some helped with registration, and some helped with soup. The division of labor is clear, and the efficiency is surprisingly high. It didn't take long for the chaos to begin to get into order.

"Dad, I'll help you!" Seeing that his father was busy, the intimate little padded jacket and little peanut also ran over to help.

"Dad, no, uncle, I'm here to help you too......" Kongkong also wanted to follow, when suddenly there was a rapid sound of breaking the sky, and a sharp giant claw blocked in front of Kongkong.

"Empty, let's go back!"