I am not repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City

Tao Xiu left the piano hall at home early the next morning, and went straight to his work unit. He still cared about the big vase he saw yesterday after thinking about it all night, so he decided to ask the teacher who repaired the ceramics at his unit. Compared with him and Xu Congcong, there are more people repairing ceramics in the unit, and the average age is over 50 years old. Most people don’t like to come out and communicate with others, but only they know that they are the real masters. Before the Bureau of Cultural Relics was fully established, they began to help the government restore some unearthed cultural relics. Some of them were masters who had gone to the Forbidden City in Beijing to participate in the restoration. Tao Xiu respected them very much, and generally seldom troubled them.

Tao Xiu bypassed a small courtyard on the side before arriving at the ceramic restoration area. Although there was still a while before work, most of the master craftsmen had already arrived. Seeing Tao Xiu, they greeted him gently, and some of them came over just to make tea. Seeing Tao Xiu, he asked curiously, "Little Tao, why are you here? Have all our things been delivered?"

"Good morning, masters." Tao Xiu hurriedly greeted, and then explained, "I'm not here for the exhibits at the exhibition."

"That's good!" A master laughed heartily, "We thought we broke something!"

"Then what are you doing here?" Another master asked suspiciously.

Tao Xiu couldn't care about anything else, and explained his reason for coming.

"Big vase?" The old craftsmen were a little surprised when they heard his words. They looked at each other, then shook their heads and said, "How can there be such a big vase?"

Just as Tao Xiu was about to speak, he was interrupted by a master who was feeding wild cats next to him: "What vase? Are you talking about that jar?"

"Vat?" Tao Xiu had black lines on his face, "Is that really a vat?"

The old master stroked the wild cat's head, clapped his hands and stood up and said, "I know that. Is it a big white ceramic jar? The one with paintings on it?"

Tao Xiu nodded.

When the old master said this, the other few also seemed to look up, expressing their impressions one after another.One of the master craftsmen hesitated for a moment and said: "That thing did come out of us, but it was not repaired by us..." He turned towards a side room, "It was repaired by Shi Lao alone. Only he knows about it."

Tao Xiu took a look at that room, and it was obvious that it was the best one. Suddenly, he remembered that Master Shi was the most experienced master here. I have been to the Palace Museum for two years, and I am a well-deserved master of restoration of cultural relics, but... Tao Xiu looked at the sympathy on the faces of those teachers, and his scalp was a little numb, because, I heard that Old Shi has a bad temper .

It's okay to have a bad temper.Tao Xiu bit the bullet and knocked on the door.

A very gentle voice came from the room: "Come in."

Doesn't sound that majestic?Tao Xiu pushed the door with a murmur in his heart, and was shocked as soon as he entered. The corners of the room were strewn with ceramic pots, and the broken parts were neatly placed on a black wooden frame in the room. , an old man was sitting in front of the window sill, and was seriously coloring a black vase with a brush. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he looked up and saw Tao Xiu, frowning and asking, "Why are you here?"

Tao Xiu really didn't think that Elder Shi knew him, so he said nervously, "I've come to ask you something."

"Ask questions?" Old Shi frowned clearly, "I'm not an encyclopedia! Ask someone else!"

"..." Tao Xiu pretended not to hear, and asked boldly, "I saw a big vase at the exhibition yesterday. Just now, several masters told me that it was a vase, and it was repaired by you. Could you please help me?" Do you know what is depicted on that jar?"

After hearing this, Old Shi suddenly raised his head and stared at him with a very complicated expression.

"Old Shi?" Tao Xiu was a little surprised.

"I don't know." Shi Lao seemed to have hesitated for a moment and repeated, "I don't know. You can go, that... I also repaired the tank according to the information."

"Then can you give me those materials?" Tao Xiu hurriedly said, "I just need to read it!"

"What do you want to know about that?!" Elder Shi suddenly said loudly, "Do your own work well! Don't come here to tell me what to do!"

"I didn't..." Tao Xiu didn't expect Elder Shi to be angry when he said he was angry, and explained a little at a loss, "I just want to read the information..."

"No information! What information!" Shi Lao stood up suddenly, pointed at the door and said, "Get out!"

Tao Xiu also didn't know what to do, so he could only say sorry and back out.

The soundproofing of the room was not strong, and Tao Xiu endured the sympathetic gazes of the old masters in the yard with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"It's okay, Mr. Shi is just like that..." One of the old masters came up and patted him on the shoulder, "He is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, maybe he will come to you after feeling embarrassed in a few days."

Tao Xiu forced a smile, said goodbye to everyone, and got ready to go to the exhibition venue.

Hearing the sounds in the yard gradually subside, Mr. Shi sat down again, picked up the brush, and prepared to continue painting, but found that his hands were shaking so badly that he had to stop.

Tao Xiu did not get a reply from Mr. Shi as he wished, and the exhibition in their city was over.Chen Yuda approached him once, and it was for a business trip to Lincheng. Tao Xiu didn't want to go at first, but Qintang seemed quite looking forward to it. Tao Xiu thought that there should be no problem, so he agreed.The two of them were just right, and Xu Congcong would definitely not want to go, so Tao Xiu didn't tell him about it.

Who knew that Tao Xiu received a call from Xu Congcong early the next morning. Xu Congcong said he was waiting for him downstairs. Tao Xiu leaned over the window and saw Xu Congcong leaning on his car, smiling. Say hello to him.

"Aren't you going?" Tao Xiu poured him a cup of tea.

"Who said I won't go!" Xu Congcong said anxiously, "You can't keep looking at me with your fixed thoughts!"

Tao Xiu ignored him, and said to himself: "We all take the bus from the neighboring city to pick up cultural relics, why are you driving here?"

Xu Congcong paused, then hummed, "I'll protect you along the way."

"Come on." Tao Xiu rolled his eyes.

"Hey!" Xu Congcong took a peek at Qintang who was still in the kitchen, and whispered, "Is he going too?"

"En." Tao Xiu nodded.

Xu Congcong's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Then I will go!"

"..." Tao Xiu stared at him, "Isn't it a light bulb?"

"Hey hey." Xu Congcong pretended not to understand.

Urged by Xu Congcong, they arrived at the neighboring city at least four hours earlier than planned. Qintang followed Tao Xiu all the time, helping Tao Xiu to carry some things. Xu Congcong looked at them enviously while walking.

"What are you looking at?" Tao Xiu said unhappily, "Where's Dai Chuan?"

"Huh?" Xu Congcong's face was artificially blank, his eyes fluttered, "Who is he! I don't know!"