"There are only a few commonly used ones. Peony paintings are made of half-ripe Kuzhu paper." Ren Zixian answered her.
Qin Yiyi looked at the rice paper placed in the glass cabinet: "But the rice paper inside is not labeled with names, how can we tell them apart?"
Ren Zixian went from glass cabinet to glass cabinet, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a pile of slightly yellowed paper: "This is Kuzhu paper, handmade from pure bamboo. Look, there are curtain patterns on it."
Qin Yiyi looked at it half-understanding: "Then let's just use this one, right?"
"No," Ren Zixian put the pile of paper back, "This is new paper. The paper bought in the past cannot be used in the same year. The anger in it must be removed before it can be used for repairing calligraphy and painting. This kind of paper is better. "
Ren Zixian took out a stack of paper from the next floor and handed it to Qin Yiyi: "Compare it. In addition to the color being more yellow and oxidized, the softness and hardness are also different. This change is not easy to achieve through subsequent operations. , so the easiest way is to buy all kinds of paper and store it.”
Qin Yiyi was stunned and rubbed the rice paper on her fingers: "It seems to be different..."
"There is also this kind of rough-edged paper, which is usually used to repair documents. We can use it when repairing medical books later..." Ren Zixian picked and took out the usable paper.
"There are so many rice papers?"
"Yes, not only wood is used for making rice paper, but also reeds, grass stalks, and even animal skins can be used to make rice paper." Ren Zixian locked the glass cabinet, "Every dynasty has famous and precious paper. Like gold-sprinkled wax paper, Xuande tribute paper...different papers also have different repair techniques..."
"You know a lot." Qin Yiyi originally thought that Ren Zixian was just a straw bag sent in by Lin Qingsong through the back door, but he didn't expect that he was more handy than her.
Ren Zixian made a movement with his hands, and then locked the cabinet door with a snap: "Someone taught me this."
The two of them came back holding rice paper, and Zeng Rong already didn't know where they were going.
Qin Yiyi muttered and took the spray bottle.
"Wait a minute," Ren Zixian stopped her, "You can't clean it directly at this time."
"Why?" Qin Yiyi tilted her head, "Didn't you ask us to wash the paintings?"
Washing a painting is a tedious and error-free task. Only after the cleaning work is done can we initially judge how many potential diseases the painting has.
But even more important is the work before washing the painting.
"I have seen the condition of this painting. Both the life paper and the backing paper have been severely broken." Ren Zixian rolled up his sleeves. "What we need to do now is to cut off the frame and replace it with new ones."
Ren Zixian registered all the basic information of the peony painting on the current status table of cultural relics, including the length and width of the center of the painting and the basic dimensions of the frame.
"The process of restoring cultural relics should leave as many traces as possible. This will not only protect the cultural relics, but also protect yourself." Ren Zixian asked Qin Yiyi to record it in turn.
Then he cut off the frame without hesitation, leaving only the center part of the painting.
"Can the painting be washed now?" Qin Yiyi saw Ren Zixian's slow look, "If you don't start doing it, you won't be able to make the report in time."
"What do you think your instructor will ask you during your thesis defense?" Ren Zixian asked calmly.
"Ah?" Qin Yiyi thought for a while, "It's nothing more than preliminary preparations for repairs. What kind of problems may we encounter and what methods are we going to use to solve them?"
"Yes," Ren Zixian took a large plate, "How many mounting pieces to cut, which colors to use to complement the colors, and even the original state of the work, and any efforts made in the later period to restore it as before."
"Ah, do you want to ask in such detail?" Qin Yiyi was already confused. Shouldn't problems be solved only when they encounter them?
"So it's like we have to practice how to repair it before we can find a solution to the problem." Ren Zixian straightened up, "Fortunately, although we have many paintings, the problems are all clear, and the senior group is not optimistic. ”
"Then what are we going to do now?" Qin Yiyi asked.
"To adjust the color, make the rice paper the same as the background color of the painting before washing the painting."
"Um?"
For the next whole day, Ren Zixian sat in front of the table and adjusted colors. She had no art skills, so she could only adjust it over and over again.
"The original background color of this painting should be closer to a darker flowing yellow, but after years of oxidation, it should now be burnt yellow." Ren Zixian adjusted a color and applied it evenly on the rice paper strips, and handed it to Qin Yiyi. "Go dry it with a hair dryer."
"I'm so tired. I feel like I've tried it hundreds of times! Why haven't the colors been adjusted yet?" Qin Yiyi lay on the table. "It's already eleven o'clock. Can I go home? Why haven't the seniors finished yet? Come back?"
"He won't come back," Ren Zixian blew a few breaths and dried the small piece of paper, "He gave us the task of washing the paintings, which means that we have to do all the preliminary work. To put it bluntly, these three works , including the production of the defense, were all left to us.”
Just as Ren Zixian expected, Zeng Rong started to be lazy since he asked them to wash the paintings. One day he said it was back pain, the next day he said it was a cold, and he even took sick leave for several days in a row.
Professor Mo Wen didn't care about these trivial matters, and almost all the burdens fell on Ren Zixian and Qin Yiyi. They were stuck in the laboratory almost every morning when they opened their eyes.
"Use a brush to dip a brush into warm water of 70 to 80 degrees Celsius and sprinkle it carefully on the painting," Ren Zixian held the basin in one hand and the brush in the other, operating slowly.
Qin Yiyi originally studied the restoration of oil paintings abroad. This is the first time she has seen the restoration of ancient calligraphy and paintings: "Why are you so skilled? Did you really transfer from a different major?"
At first, she disdained Ren Zixian, who was halfway through becoming a monk. After getting along with her for a few days, Qin Yiyi, who was not originally a professional in restoring ancient calligraphy and paintings, already regarded Ren Zixian as her backbone.
Ren Zixian explained while operating: "Use warm water to rinse ancient books covered with dust and stains. The water flow will take away the brown dirt and increase the toughness of the hydrogen bonds in the fiber."
The defense includes finding information, writing a literature review, and organizing the parts.
Working with cultural relics requires not only skills, but also the support of documentation.
Not all operations can be performed directly on cultural relics, so even if your novel ideas are wild and wild, you have to calm down before taking action.
Ren Zixian and his team followed the plan step by step, but it was not easy for Li Shangshang's team.
Because the heart of the flower and bird painting sticks together for a long time, the traditional water-stuffing method can be used, but it takes too long, and a week is not enough.
What's more, although the water-stuffing method is traditional, it can damage the painting's heart if you are not careful. For this reason, Li Shangshang read almost all the papers on the fortune-telling paper.
It was the first time that Li Shangshang led a team to do restoration. Of course, he wanted to make it perfect. He spent two full days going through all the ancient books that could record the method.
The attitude has also changed from the initial pledge to the current helplessness.
Ren Zixian guessed that Professor Mo Wen's original idea was to let the six of them work together. No matter how huge the amount of work was, it was enough for six people to complete the work of unmounting the painting.
But Li Shangshang insisted on taking over everything, and there was no other possibility besides taking credit.
As night fell, Ren Zixian, who had just been immersed in painting washing work, looked up and saw Qin Yiyi still sitting among a pile of documents.
Ren Zixian: "Sister, haven't you left yet? Haven't you done the unveiling yet?"
Li Shangshang smiled bitterly: "There are methods, but they cannot guarantee the completeness of the picture. I have also tried a variety of reagents, but they are not working well. I am worried, but there is still time. If there is no new method, I can only use the traditional stupid method one by one. Click to reveal."
"Senior, why don't you ask Professor Mo Wen?" Ren Zixian suggested. Although she had a clue, telling Li Shangshang now would make her feel that Ren Zixian had underestimated her.
Li Shangshang is very ambitious and wants a perfect and novel plan to surprise the professor, so naturally he will not consult the professor easily.
"Senior, don't put too much pressure on me. Even if you don't do well, the big deal is just being scolded by the professor." Ren Zixian glanced at the time and said, "I'm leaving first, senior."
Li Shangshang was sitting in an empty laboratory. She was already in her third year of graduate school. If she could no longer come up with innovative and practical papers, she would really have no chance of becoming a doctoral student of Professor Mo Wen.
She looked at Ren Zixian's back. This first-year graduate student had already entered Professor Mo Wen's research room, so maybe she wouldn't be the leader of the defense team next time.
No matter what, I must let Professor Mo Wen see his value in this defense.
Li Shangshang flipped through two more pages of the book irritably, and then slapped the page with a snap.
None of his family members support Li Shang Shang's study of cultural relic restoration, which is a profession reserved only for wealthy people.
Li Shangshang has no connections and no resources. He has only been able to fight until now with enthusiasm.
Professor Mo Wen's major is Yan, which is a good gold medal at the University, but there are very few who can actually go from campus to museum.
She is basically the only one of Li Shangshang’s classmates who is still a graduate student in this major.
If she can't produce an excellent resume, then she can only be eliminated by the major!
Li Shangshang took a deep breath and secretly made a decision...
Night falls, winter has entered, Jinhai Villa is extremely quiet, and there is a hint of chill in the air.
Ren Zixian was assigned too much work, and it was already very late by the time he got home.
In the dark room, only the little Gui rushed over and waggled its tail at her.
Ren Zixian picked up Xiao Gui and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Qingsong had not come back.
Since moving here, Lin Qingsong has come to see her almost every few days. After working during the day, he still has to deal with Lin Qingsong.
In the past, the frequency of seeing her once every half month was very good, and both parties solved their needs, but now there are some delays.
The decision to move to Jinhai was too hasty. If I move back now...
Ren Zixian hesitated. Lin Qingsong was Lin Xuedi's brother. What's more, he was still the real leader of the Lin Group. Some things were easier for Lin Qingsong to come forward than for her as a student.
Ren Zixian sighed, let's talk about moving out...
