Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

You can use a pen to sweep and apply the adhesive perfectly in one sweep.

In the industry, this unique skill has a name: "Shenglong!"

Because it is said that when sweeping upwards, the force is exerted through the wrist, and the pen sweeps from bottom to top, sweeping upwards like a dragon soaring up.

Later, Ghost Hand Zhang entered the field and became a restoration master. He was recognized as Ghost Hand Zhang in the industry, and he had been trying to hone this skill.

However, after decades of practice, the results were still unsatisfactory, or the movements were not smooth at all.

Or, although the movement is smooth, the adhesive applied does not meet the requirements at all.

To the extent that later on, Ghost Hand Zhang suspected that this was simply an exaggerated legend.

Only then did he give up.

However, what he could not have imagined was that today, he actually witnessed this magical skill with his own eyes.

The one who performed this miraculous skill was actually just a young man in his early twenties.

Oh no!

You can't call him a yellow-haired brat anymore! This is a master! A true master!

In excitement, Ghost Hand Zhang couldn't help but tremble all over.

Tears rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably. "This!"

At this time, accompanied by a crisp sound, the second piece of porcelain in Han Chunming's hand was perfectly glued together.

Ghost Hand Zhang's body trembled. This technique...

Compared to before, it was clearly more skillful, precise, and smooth! It was as if... the previous one was just a warm-up. Ghost Hand Zhang gasped again. Not only was that sweep precise.

The skill of his hands is also extremely steady, calm and composed, and he is not afraid even if the sky falls.

Seeing Han Chunming pick up another piece of porcelain, Ghost Hand Zhang could no longer stand.

"Wait a minute!"

Unconsciously, he had changed his address, his tone becoming a very respectful "you".

At this moment, if there was someone familiar with Ghost Hand Zhang present, upon hearing this name, he would probably be so shocked that he would be speechless.

You have to know that Ghost Hand Zhang has a weird personality, not to mention that he is old and famous now.

Even a few decades ago, he was extremely arrogant and rebellious. Ordinary people would only say a few words to him when he was in a good mood.

Even the masters and seniors in the industry were not polite in their words.

For more than half a century, there have been very few people whom he could be willing to call "you".

And now, Ghost Hand Zhang is actually willing to call Han Chunming, who is older than his grandson, "you". How can this not be shocking?

Han Chunming subconsciously turned his head, thinking that Ghost Hand Zhang had some questions to ask.

At this time, Ghost Hand Zhang ran to the side with a swish.

Then he quickly pulled a chair over with his feet and placed it behind Han Chunming.

Ghost Hand Zhang sat down with an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm old, I can't stand for long!"

"Please continue!" After saying that, he smiled at Han Chunming like a good student.

It seems that they are going to watch the whole thing. Han Chunming couldn't help but smile.

Anyway, it was plagiarized from someone else, so it's a good opportunity for him to see this enhanced god-level repair technique.

At that moment, he did not hide anything and quickened his hands.

The pen sweeps like a dragon and the hands work smoothly like flowing water.

Without any unnecessary movements, the tiles were glued together one by one.

The base, the middle, the neck, the top... the blue-and-white plum vase on the desk gradually took shape. Behind Han Chunming, Ghost Hand Zhang, sitting in his chair, could no longer sit still.

At this moment, he was leaning against the chair in a horrified manner, staring blankly at every move of Han Chunming's hands.

at last.

Han Chunming glued the last piece of porcelain together. He shook his hands and stretched. "Huh!"

Seeing this scene, Ghost Hand Zhang finally let out a long breath, and then began to breathe in greedily.

After taking a few sips, when he regained consciousness, Ghost Hand Zhang couldn't wait to take two steps forward, approached the blue and white plum vase, and looked at it carefully.

When you first see it, you will see the blue and white plum vase in front of you, which is smooth and flowing, without any sense of stagnation.

Looking around, if you don't look for it deliberately, you can't see the cracks at all.

Even the joints of the glazes have no sense of discontinuity. This is just the effect after splicing.

If you modify it later, the effect will definitely be better! Perfect!

This is absolutely the most perfect state that restoration can achieve! Worship! I can only worship!

Not to mention my current self, even when I was at my peak, I would feel ashamed of myself.

Ghost Hand Zhang placed his fingers on the bottle and rubbed it with fascination, his whole body immersed in a state of intoxication.

In his opinion, this plum vase that carries perfect art is more attractive than an intact one.

"Okay, thank you!"

Han Chunming was also very satisfied with the results of this repair. It was indeed a god-level repair technique.

The restoration effect of this Yuan Dynasty blue and white plum vase with the pattern of "Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage" is a world apart from the effect the old man gave it that day.

After going through all this time, this treasure that has suffered so much in history finally shows the glory it deserves.

Han Chunming felt a surge of accomplishment. "Don't thank me! You should be the one to thank!"

Ghost Hand Zhang looked at Han Chunming excitedly, his eyes filled with admiration: "I, Ghost Hand Zhang, can see this magical skill before I am buried. I can die without regrets!"

"Oh no!"

He suddenly remembered something and said with a self-deprecating smile, "From now on, I won't mention the name of Ghost Hand Zhang anymore."

While speaking, although his tone was a little sad, his face was still very happy.

"Haha!" Han Chunming smiled and said mischievously, "Then what should I call you?"

"Just call..."

Ghost Hand Zhang was about to say something, but the words were suddenly stuck at his lips.

My mind was blank.

He had been called Ghost Hand Zhang since he was less than 30 years old. It had been nearly 70 years now.

After being called that for forty years, I couldn't even remember my own name without this nickname.

A sigh could not help but show on his face. "Just call him Ghost Hand Zhang!"

Han Chunming smiled and said proudly: "No one will take it away from you!" "Hmm?" Ghost Hand Zhang nodded obediently. "That's right!"

Han Chunming suddenly remembered something: "Are you still accepting disciples?"

"Um?"

Ghost Hand Zhang looked at Han Chunming in astonishment at first, puzzled as to why he would raise such a question. Then, a complex expression crossed his face. Clearly, the word "disciple" had touched a deep pain in his heart.

Seeing this, Han Chunming explained directly: "It's like this. I have some young people here who are eager to learn some skills. I see that you are idle now anyway, so why not take advantage of it before you are buried and bring some people out to pass on your skills of ghost hands."

A few days ago, Han Chunming met the young army again when they were collecting bicycles.

Many people here don’t go to school anymore.

Although they learned the skill of assembling bicycle lanes, as more and more people followed suit, these teenagers didn't make any money at all.

Life soon became difficult.

When they saw Han Chunming again, they begged him to find them some work.

Han Chunming carefully examined these teenagers during the days when he collected the bicycles.

The vast majority of them are highly motivated, diligent, and obedient. It can be said that they are all excellent candidates, much more useful than those recruited from outside.

In that case, Han Chunming thought about it.

We plan to send those over the age of sixteen to the big bowl tea stall.

After all, once the business opens, it will definitely require a lot of manpower, and those under sixteen are a bit too young.

Although in this era, there are no regulations that explicitly prohibit the use of child labor.

But as a reborn person, Han Chunming was a little uncomfortable psychologically.

However, when he saw Ghost Hand Zhang, Han Chunming suddenly had an idea.

We can let these young people come to Ghost Hand Zhang to learn the craft!

Building museums in the future will definitely require restoration talents, and as the economy develops and people become richer.

The price of artworks skyrocketed almost explosively.

Even if the museum doesn't need it, it can open a restoration studio, which will definitely be a popular place at that time.

Based on Han Chunming's understanding of the family conditions of those teenagers, as long as he can help them find Ghost Hand Zhang and give them some living allowance every month, they and their families will definitely be willing to do it.

The only question now is whether Ghost Hand Zhang will agree!

However, recalling the quarrel between Ghost Hand Zhang and his traitor just now, Han Chunming felt that he should agree.

After all, such a legendary figure couldn't bear to see his skills inherited by a traitor, who then used them to make money and gain fame!

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, a gleam of light flashed in Ghost Hand Zhang's eyes.

However, he immediately shook his head and sighed: "With someone like you around, you still ask me to teach you? Isn't it better to do it all at once?"

"Well!" Han Chunming said with a smile, "First of all, I don't have time.

Secondly, do you think they can learn this trick of mine?"

"this..."

Ghost Hand Zhang is speechless!

Yes, they can learn this one trick! The gap in realm is too big!

In his early twenties, he already had such amazing skills!

Han Chunming's growth is absolutely unrepeatable!

Not to mention the beginner, even I myself can’t learn it! Unconsciously, Ghost Hand Zhang fell into deep thought!

Seeing this, Han Chunming didn't say much. He just sat there silently, staring at his response.

Just like that, about 10 minutes passed!

Ghost Hand Zhang turned his head and looked at Han Chunming. With a serious expression on his face, he said, "Okay! But you must agree to two conditions!"

"Please speak!" Han Chunming said with a smile.

"The first condition is: Bring these young men here. I'll observe them for three days! After that, I'll decide whether they stay or go! I'll decide how many stay, and who gets to stay is entirely up to me! Who gets to stay depends on their own luck!"

Ghost Hand Zhang looked at Han Chunming and said seriously, "Of course, I can't guarantee that I will keep you! If you don't meet my requirements, I won't take any of you!"

Han Chunming was not surprised by this request.

After the previous failure in recruiting disciples, Ghost Hand Zhang will definitely be very strict in selecting this time!

After all, the person he was recruiting this time was his true successor! "Of course!" Han Chunming nodded and said with certainty. "Okay!"