Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 110 Another one comes (Monthly ticket plus 44)

Gaps have been filled, including tiny cracks.

In fact, the painting and repair process has basically been completed.

But Xiao Yuzhu's eyes still shone: "It's been repaired so well. At first glance, you can hardly tell it's been repaired."

Even if there is a large black spot on the rim of the sauce-colored bowl, even if there is a brown spot on the left and a yellow spot on the right side of the white bowl.

But it is smooth and even when you touch it with your hands, you can't feel any traces.

It's more like a paint can being knocked over and accidentally stained.

Xiao Yuzhu stretched out her fingers and gently brushed across the painted surface: "It's so beautiful!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a moment: Xiao Yuzhu, what is your aesthetic sense?

There's brown in the white, black in the sauce, a patch on the left and a crack on the right, just like it's been licked by a dog, how can it be beautiful?

The world of children is incomprehensible...

He took a quick glance and quickly put on his apron. Li Zhen reacted and quickly put one on as well.

Xiao Yuzhu looked bewildered: "What should I do!"

“Just watch!”

"Oh!"

She nodded confusedly, moved her work chair and sat a little further away.

Lin Sicheng looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Don't make trouble?" Xiao Yuzhu said as a matter of course, "Don't get in the way!"

Tsk, this self-awareness.

The problem is, you are sitting so far away, what can you see clearly?

"Come sit here, or I won't be able to tell you anything!"

Xiao Yuzhu was filled with joy and ran over with a chair in her hand.

The lacquer part has been repaired, and she thought Lin Sicheng had nothing to say today.

After quickly mixing the paint, Lin Sicheng put on his gloves.

"The current state of these two bowls is the result of varnish bonding, paint film formation, paint line shaping, natural air drying, and layered polishing..."

"After that, it's time to apply primer, imitation glaze or painting, gold-tsugi, and foil... If you don't want to do a faded look, you can just apply lacquer to fix the color..."

The more Xiao Yuzhu listened, the more excited she became: Doesn't this mean that Lin Sicheng will have to complete the entire "Kintsugi" process next?
She hadn't learned this either.

Suddenly, she saw Li Zhen's lips moving, as if she was reciting something silently, and then she realized: "Wait a minute, I'll get some paper and pen..."

Lin Sicheng looked helpless: I really admire you. You are so smart normally, but why does your IQ drop to zero when you get excited?
"How stupid! Recording it with your phone?"

"Oh... Oh, that's not right?" She blinked. "What if someone hears us?"

Lin Sicheng sighed: "It's all knowledge from books. What's the point of recording it?"

It is useless to learn a skill by just reading theory unless you watch your master do it and let him teach you step by step.

Xiao Yuzhu nodded obediently and turned on her phone. Of course, she only recorded the conversation.

Li Zhen only did some auxiliary work: handing out paint, handing out brushes, and cutting gold foil.

Lin Sicheng was methodical, operating and explaining at the same time.

Apply varnish first: to enhance adhesion.

Re-glaze: to increase brightness.

Gold painting and Kintsugi: They highlight the beauty of the original object's imperfections and wabi-sabi, while also blending perfectly with the original object, complementing each other.

Finally, apply paint to fix the color.

Even though he had seen it once, Li Zhen was still amazed: he felt that this gold-sprinkled bowl had even higher artistic value than the plum vase he had seen last time.

There seemed to be an illusion: compared to last time, Lin Sicheng was more skilled and more calm.

Xiao Yuzhu opened her mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.

After all, she was a college student with pretty good grades, but after thinking for a long time, she could only come up with three words: "So beautiful?"

Lin Sicheng also took a look and nodded: It's okay.

At first glance, the color is not as bright as the previous plum vase, and the contrast effect is not very prominent. However, whether it is craftsmanship or artistic level, it is actually higher than the plum vase.

Put it aside to dry naturally, and Lin Sicheng looked at his watch again: Unknowingly, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Eat and continue in the afternoon.

Same process, but much slower.

This is because there are too many cracks on the lard white glaze bowl, and most of them are on the bowl wall.

The main problem is that it's difficult to design: the holes are all over the bowl, and they vary in size, so there's very little room for pattern selection. Secondly, for a single-color bowl with a white glaze base, the pattern after repair needs to be both beautiful and not too monotonous.

The key is to coordinate with the original object while highlighting the color tone, light and dark, and the artistic effect of incompleteness.

Lin Sicheng examined it carefully for a long time. Li Zhen and Xiao Yuzhu stood quietly by, staring at the white-glazed bowl, not daring to breathe too hard.

This bowl is so broken, but it can be repaired?
Li Zhen, in particular, felt it more strongly because she knew more: How thick can the lacquer base be after repairing a two-millimeter-thick porcelain base?

Of course it is also two millimeters.

Even Professor Shang couldn't make the repair smooth and seamless, making it look like one with the original.

My heart beat faster and faster involuntarily. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that what Xiao Yuzhu said made a lot of sense: If you have learned how to paint and repair, why stay in school?

In fact, there is no conflict, but who doesn’t want to improve the quality of their life?
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Sicheng exclaimed, "I got it!"

Li Zhen and Xiao Yuzhu were confused and followed Lin Sicheng's gaze to look across the studio.

The afternoon sun slanted through the tree branches, and the branches of the poplars were covered with golden fragments.

A gentle breeze suddenly picked up, ripping the copper bells on the eaves and sending them tinkling. The treetops rustled, carrying a few newly fallen leaves towards the edge of the terrace.

A thick layer of it has already fallen on the ground. After days of fermentation, much of it has changed color: gold turning yellow, yellow turning brown, and brown turning black.

The contrast was huge, and the visual impact was also very strong. Suddenly, Li Zhen felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart: "Born here, grew up here, died here, and was buried here..."

Lin Sicheng gave him a strange look.

Li Zhen's face flushed slightly: "What's wrong?"

Lin Sicheng shook his head: "Nothing!"

I think she is quite literary.

He turned around and began to mix the paint and cut the gold foil.

Then add the painting and draw the poplar leaves.

It is beautiful enough, the color contrast is strong, and most importantly, it does not destroy the advantages and appearance of the original device.

He started painting as soon as he said it, but as he was painting, Lin Sicheng stopped and looked around suspiciously: the more he painted, the more he felt a sense of "loneliness".

It was just like what Li Zhen muttered to herself: Born here, raised here, died here, buried here...

Lin Sicheng shuddered: No... is this thing called hipster contagious?

The problem is that after the painting reached this point, he couldn't change it even if he wanted to.

Forget it, it’s already drawn like this?
Lin Sicheng continued to move forward.

There are too many broken parts and too many processes, which means it takes more time.

After filling in most of the hole and pasting a rim of the bowl with gold foil, it was getting dark.

I took a look and saw that there was about one-third of the work left.

Lin Sicheng waved his hand and said, "Get off work!"

"Ah?" Xiao Yuzhu was stunned. "Why not finish it while it's hot?"

It's a cold tonic, where does the heat come from?
"Rest when you need to rest, eat when you need to eat. You can't make all the money in a short time." Lin Sicheng deliberately teased her, "So you don't want to work hard, right?"

Xiao Yuzhu wrinkled her nose: "How could that be?"

She was simply too shocked, too involved, too focused, and she kept imagining in her mind: If the half-patched bowl is so beautiful, how much more beautiful would it be if the whole bowl was patched?
"Lin Sicheng, will we continue tomorrow?"

"I have to go to the lab tomorrow, so I don't think I'll have time."

"Oh~"

After glancing at it reluctantly, Xiao Yuzhu helped clean up again. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Lin Sicheng with a smile: "Brother Lin~"

She deliberately held her voice and called out just one name, which gave Lin Sicheng goose bumps all over his body: "Xiao Yuzhu, please speak properly!"

"You're unromantic!" Xiao Yuzhu snorted. "What do you want to eat tonight? It's my treat!"

"The cafeteria is fine!"

"Come on, you've been working hard all day. Eat something good..."

Before he finished speaking: "Dangdang~"

The three of them turned around at the same time.

Under the bright light of the street lamp, Ye Anning stood at the door with a smile on her face.

There was another lady next to him, in her thirties, very tall and wearing glasses.

Faintly, there is a hint of intellectuality and elegant bookish air.

Just as he was about to say hello, the woman exclaimed, "How beautiful!"

Then, she stared at the half-repaired white-glazed bowl, a hint of intoxication in her eyes: "Simple, quiet, incomplete, lonely, and yet natural..."

Haha, this literary and artistic guy... another one coming?
(End of this chapter)