The restoration of cultural relics is a very delicate subject. If it is not done properly, it will cause damage to the already fragile cultural relics, especially the cultural relics of calligraphy and painting. You can't be too careful.
Dongjiang Academy of fine arts.
Li Youting is carefully preparing the medicine. Ye Mo looks around bored, but Lin Xi stares at Li Youting's hand and looks very nervous.
"Grandpa Li, won't you spoil the picture?"
Seeing Li Youting spraying liquid on the painting, Linxi asked with worry.
"No, you'll know later..."
Li Youting smiled and shook his head. After the liquid worked, Li Youting took out a special absorbent paper towel that had already been prepared and spread it.
After absorbing the liquid on the surface of calligraphy and painting, Li Youting took out a set of exquisite gadgets, from sewing to picking needles with a file, and put on the reading glasses he seldom wears.
Carefully pick a gap between the compacted pages on the scroll.
When Li Youting started, Linxi couldn't help but hold her breath and didn't dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing Li Youting's actions.
He covered his small mouth and widened his eyes, unwilling to let go of every action.
Li Youting's action was very gentle, almost with the speed of snail climbing, and took apart the pick edge of the picture scroll bit by bit.
Then he kept brushing the special anti-corrosion liquid for calligraphy and painting, for fear that the original painting inside would be damaged.
It took Li Yating more than two hours to open the cover page alone.
After all the four sides were removed, Li Youting took tweezers and evenly uncovered the later pasted picture.
"Qingxin Junyi reveals the signs of beauty and grandeur. This is really the authentic work of Daqian lay in his early years!"
After removing the paste on the outer layer, Li Youting stared at the picture and said excitedly.
"Girl Xi, how did you find something wrong with this painting?"
Li Youting turned and asked.
"Yemo saw it."
Although Linxi had long guessed in his heart, he still couldn't believe it when it was proved to be genuine.
In the face of Li Youting's question, Lin Xi did not take credit for it, but directly told the truth that ye Mo found that the picture was abnormal.
"Xiaoye, do you still have such eyesight?"
Li Youting was surprised. He thought Lin Xi had been instructed by an expert, but he never thought that the expert was Ye mo.
"When I was in Yanjing, some friends studied this and taught me."
Yemo doesn't want to delve into this, so he perfunctorily says.
Can I tell you if I have repaired the Qi looking formula of the green bag Sutra and turned to the Su Ding record of the antique family Xu family.
"No wonder you picked up a big leak this time. Many rich businessmen like Daqian's paintings. This imitation bamboo and stone painting of Zhang Daqian can sell at least three million yuan!"
Li Youting's attention was always on the painting, so he didn't think much.
"He's right!"
Linxi fully believed that ye Mo really knew the art of antiques.
I not only recognized that the imitation painting had been camouflaged and pasted, but also the quoted price range was extremely accurate.
Linxi's delicate eyes couldn't help floating to Ye Mo, who was looking at the scenery outside the window with an attitude that was none of my business.
"Girl Xi, if you want to sell this painting, remember to contact me. An old friend of mine likes Daqian Jushi's paintings very much. He will never treat you badly in terms of price."
Li Youting carefully rolled up the bamboo and stone painting, put it in the box and returned it to Lin Xi.
"Don't worry, I will. I really thank grandpa Li this time."
After receiving the painting, Linxi quickly accepted it and thanked it.
"Wherever, I should thank you. You know I like repairing these things best. As long as they are genuine, just bring them."
Li Youting waved his hand and said that it was his pleasure to repair objects. Those who play this line pay attention to the word "elegance". If it becomes an exchange of interests, it will fall into a stereotype and appear to be lost.
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night.
"How many things are you hiding from me?"
Linxi suddenly looked up and asked.
She suddenly realized that although she had lived together for three years, she seemed to know nothing about Yemo.
Ye Mo knows nothing about what he likes and dislikes, joys and sorrows.
His past is like a mystery, and now part of it has disturbed his past life.
"Don't think about it. The dishes are cold."
Yemo suddenly finds it unnatural when Linxi stares at him. Linxi's beautiful eyes seem to have some special magic.
After cleaning up the tableware, Yemo runs back to the room without giving Linxi a chance to continue questioning.
Linxi was dumb. The roles between them changed wonderfully. Originally, she was annoyed when she saw Yemo and wanted to leave quickly every time. Now Yemo is hiding from her.
"Hum, I see how long you can hold it."
Lin hopes Ye Mo's door to hum.
I was speechless all night.
The next day, after Yemo prepared breakfast, he rushed to the hospital.
The Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine is still in the cold state before, but it is obvious that the health has been taken care of carefully.
The basin of dead iron trees at the entrance of the stairs has also been replaced with a basin of green carnation.
It seems that Lin Jiayuan has obviously made great efforts to meet the inspection.
Ye Mo is an idle person. He can't be used for consultation and registration. After the Lin family arranged him into the hospital according to the old lady's wishes, they never asked him.
At leisure, ye Mo simply ran to the archives to turn over the medical records. It was a whole day.
"Ye Xiaoyou!"
After work, ye Mo just changed his clothes and walked out of the gate. According to his reputation, he was the old man in Tang costume last time.
"Master Chen, what a coincidence."
Yemo made a first remark.
"Unfortunately, I came here to find you!"
Chen Xingquan waved his hand. There were not so many coincidences.
"You don't call me when you go back. You didn't come to work yesterday. Let me go for nothing."
Chen Xingquan feigned anger.
"Hey..."
Ye Mo scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
"Let's go. I've just arrived in Dongjiang. I like your boy. There's a game tonight. You go with me."
Chen Xingquan took Ye Mo by the hand and dragged him into the car.
It's hard for you to refuse the invitation. Fortunately, Linxi doesn't go home today because he works overtime. Otherwise, it's really hard for him to explain.
Chen Xingquan's driver started the car and drove away from the hospital.
After getting on the road, I turned to the road to the suburb of Dongjiang city.
"My friends like seclusion. Let's go for tea later. After you cured your bone injury, several old people are very interested in you."
Chen Xingquan explained.
"Listen to the arrangements of your predecessors."
Ye Mo said helplessly.
Chen Xingquan seems to be interested in Ye Mo since the last incident. If it's just the elders' support for the younger generation, it's not realistic. There must be something else in it.
Yemo thought.
But it is clear that Chen Xingquan has no malice.
Ye Muguan and Chen Xingquan are calm in their Qi, which is completely different from the empty and impetuous Qi of Lin Jiayuan.