Chapter 55 Unveiling the Painting

Style: Romance Author: Northeastern chickenWords: 2156Update Time: 24/01/18 09:31:23
"Mr. Zhao doesn't like false etiquette."

Xie Baokun whispered to He Ren while taking the painting.

He Ren nodded, it was convenient. He didn't like those vain politeness. It seemed that although Mr. Zhao was older, he still maintained the purity of a craftsman.

However, it is precisely because Mr. Zhao has this purity that he is willing to continue to pass on his craftsmanship.

Thinking of this, He Ren waved, Liu Fei and Zhang Nuo came over quickly, He Ren said to Mr. Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, then I will start the live broadcast?"

"If you are worried, we can unveil the painting first."

He Ren was dumbfounded, Mr. Zhao really didn't want to owe any favors.

"Mr. Zhao, if you want to recruit a closed disciple, you have to show your skills to the big guys, right? There is also Qian Jing in this business."

He Ren rubbed his fingers and made a gesture of counting money.

The youngest of the three apprentices of Mr. Zhao echoed, "Master, I think what he said makes sense. In this day and age, we must lure people for profit."

Mr. Zhao snorted, "The most important thing when I recruit a disciple is character. People who think about making money all day long can't learn a craft well."

"You can't say that." Seeing Mr. Zhao's three apprentices lowering their heads like quails and not daring to speak, He Ren knew that Mr. Zhao was usually very strict in his upbringing.

"Mr. Zhao, even if your disciples don't love money, they still have families. They must convince their parents that filial piety comes first."

Mr. Zhao's expression softened slightly, "Then what do you think I should do? Tell the camera how much I earn by framing a painting?"

"That's not necessary." He Ren chuckled, "You don't have to say a word, I will show the netizens around your home, and they will know how much money you make."

While talking and laughing, He Ren had asked Zhang Nuo to open the live broadcast room.

It was just after seven o'clock in the evening, which was He Ren's usual live broadcast time. Zhang Nuo sent another live broadcast notification, and soon thousands of people flooded into He Ren's live broadcast room.

He Ren pointed the camera at the door, "Mao Ning, happy hour is about to start."

"Damn it! The anchor doesn't appreciate treasures and sells wine instead? Or is it a wine barrel?"

"What barrel?"

"A line from a hero in LOL..."

"Hey, I'm off topic. Why isn't the host in the live broadcast room? Where are you?"

He Ren then said, "I won't be appreciating treasures today. I will go outdoors and show you the real masters. They are not the bowing immortals of my childhood."

"Is the anchor addicted to outdoor entertainment?"

""Dabaojian" invited you to be a guest. Are you going to enter the entertainment industry in the future?"

He Ren was sweating profusely, "What kind of entertainment industry should I enter? I refused. I will continue to live broadcast treasure appraisal. I can't bear to leave you..."

Mr. Zhao was a little puzzled when he saw He Ren chatting endlessly, "This... what is Xiao He doing?"

Mr. Zhao's three apprentices looked at each other. They spent a lot of time studying their skills every day, so they had no time to watch the live broadcast.

Zhang Nuo came over and explained in a low voice, "Not too many netizens have just started watching. He Ren is chatting with netizens. We can start after a while when there are more people."

Mr. Zhao nodded, "I have a request. At least one hundred people, no, two hundred people should watch the live broadcast together. This way, the selection range will be wider. If there are less than two hundred people, my apprentice will be able to get started..."

Zhang Nuo felt numb and said weakly, "Mr. Zhao, there are already 8,000 people in the live broadcast room now, and it will probably reach 20,000 in a while."

Mr. Zhao was startled, "So many?"

"He Ren is very eloquent and netizens like him very much."

Zhao Lao smiled brightly, "Let him talk, waiter, go make someone a pot of tea, you don't have any eyesight!"

A middle-aged man walked out with a grimace. At this time, He Ren took a look and saw that there were 15,000 people in the live broadcast room, and began to make up barrages.

"I saw someone just asked why this courtyard is so beautiful. I'm going to have a good chat with you guys. I'm in Nanjing now, in the bustling area of ​​the city center..."

In just a few words, He Ren told Mr. Zhao that he wanted to take on a disciple. He also highlighted how great Mr. Zhao's mounting skills were. All the things like rebirth from the ashes, the perfect match, and the resurrection of the soul through borrowed corpses were all placed on Mr. Zhao's head to give him treasures. Friends were stunned for a moment.

Of course, He Ren also didn't forget to take everyone around Zhao's old home. Just looking at the size of the house, the decoration, and the famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall, everyone knew how much money the framer master made...

"Now I will show you Mr. Zhao's craftsmanship. Don't blink. If you like this industry and think you have talent, you can send me a private message. I will give you Mr. Zhao's contact information at that time."

He Ren called Liu Fei to the painting table. Mr. Zhao was already ready. His back was straight and his face was serious. He looked like a great master. The treasure friends in the live broadcast room were in awe. With this posture, it was obvious at first glance. generally.

At this time, Mr. Zhao's apprentice had already opened the painting, touched it with his hands, and looked at the place where He Ren dripped water last night. He couldn't help but admired, "The person who mounted the painting at the beginning was also very good at craftsmanship. He should be a master of the Beijing School." .”

He Ren immediately praised him, "Mr. Zhao, you are a Wu suit, are you also good at the Beijing style?"

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. The factions are just different regions. The specific techniques are similar. The boss and the junior."

Mr. Zhao gave an order, and his eldest apprentice immediately took the painting, removed the scroll, pulled out the scroll, held the top with both hands, and unfolded it naturally, while the younger apprentice went to the table on the side to get a pot of boiling water.

Taking the boiling water, Mr. Zhao said, "Wash it first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhao poured boiling water on the painting, startling Xie Baokun who was watching the fun next to him, and also startled the treasure friends in the live broadcast room.

He Ren is a man who owns the "Encyclopedia of Calligraphy and Painting" and also knows the knowledge of mounting. He explained, "When mounting, paper pulp will be brushed on the scroll, so Mr. Zhao poured it with boiling water. On the one hand, he wanted to dissolve the pulp. , on the other hand, it also washes away the dust and impurities on it.”

"But Mr. Zhao's skills are beyond praise. To do this step, most people usually wipe it bit by bit with a wet towel. There are not many people who dare to water it directly."

Mr. Zhao glanced at He Ren appreciatively. He did this on purpose. He wanted to arouse others' curiosity, and showing off his skills was the best way.

After pouring the boiling water, the eldest apprentice shook his head, and a lot of water came down from the painting. The bitrate of He Ren's live broadcast room was not low, and everyone could clearly see the black soup left on the painting.

Mr. Zhao carefully laid the scroll on the painting table. The young apprentice handed over a white towel. Mr. Zhao took it and began to absorb the water on the painting. After a while, the towel turned yellow and black.

After changing several towels in succession, the water on the painting was gradually absorbed. In less than half an hour, the originally yellowed painting became completely new. All the friends in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"Isn't this too awesome?"

"I've only heard of old ones, but never of refurbished ones. This time I've learned a lot."

"Isn't this much better than bowing to the immortal?"

He Ren laughed loudly, "This is just preparation work, the main event is next. Let me tell you, there is another painting under this painting. What Mr. Zhao is going to perform today is to reveal the painting!"