The machine room is locked, but it looks like a thief inside.
Ji Shenyu and Jiang Tingen were shocked when they opened the door, and were frightened by the chaotic rocks in the house. Jade, agate, crystal turquoise, a box of small pieces was scattered on the ground, and the medium-sized jade was also out of place and messed up.
Jiang Tingen shouted, "I'll go tell my uncle!"
Ji Shenyu pulled the other party, he thought, the lock is not broken, how can the thief get in without breaking it? Besides, the thief only rummaged through things, but didn't steal it? At first glance, this scene looks like a burglary, but on closer inspection, it looks like a thief flipping through it but not seeing anything.
Jiang Tingen said in surprise: "It means it wasn't stolen? Then who did it?!"
Ji Shenyu said: "Have the key, and dare to cause such a mess, who do you think it is?"
Who else could there be, only Ding Hanbai.
It was indeed Ding Hanbai. He went into the machine room last night to look for materials, but he didn't do anything with Ji Shenyu in his arms, so he had to come again early in the morning. There are too many materials, so I have to toss them all out to choose, and in the end, I still can't find a satisfactory one, and I don't bother to clean up.
Ding Hanbai had already recorded in Jade Pin at the moment, and the back hall was cold, so he dug into it and rummaged again.
There are various jade materials in the warehouse. He likes a piece of jasper and takes it away without calling. Driving to the Tortoiseshell Antique Market, there are many people coming and going on weekends. He doesn't look at objects, just look at people, people but not faces, but only hands.
Ding Hanbai was looking for Liang Hecheng, Liuzhi'er, he only knew this. But there are too many people, and there are those who leave and those who have just arrived. He felt that it was useless, like a headless fly.
He just swayed around like this, stretching his patience, staring until his eyes were dry. Gradually slowing down, tired and tired, I caught a glimpse of an old man smoking in a corner. The old man only held it in his mouth, not burning it, and wore a cotton glove on his right hand.
It's cool in autumn, what cotton gloves are you wearing
Ding Hanbai took a gamble and unbuckled the watch as he walked, and just took off the Swiss watch when he came to the old man. "Master, I picked up a watch." He approached and handed it over, "Did you drop it?"
The old man looked at him strangely: "No."
Ding Hanbai asked something else: "Hey, I look familiar to you, are you that Uncle Jiang?"
The old man said annoyed, "You are mistaken."
Ding Hanbai didn't leave: "Impossible, what's your surname not Jiang?"
The old man said, "My surname is He."
Liang Hecheng, surnamed He, Ding Hanbai smiled and said, "Standing under the tree to enjoy the shade, wouldn't you just call He Chengshaang?" Is the stall still picking up leaks? If you set up a stall, are there any jade boys in the Song Dynasty?"
Liang Hecheng looked closely and asked, "Who are you, Blind Eye Zhang?"
Ding Hanbai replied, "My master."
Liang Hecheng laughed: "It's strange that I have to be normal, why are you looking for me?"
Ding Hanbai laughed along, took out a pack of tissues, pulled off his gloves, and actively and forcefully wiped the sweat off his hands. "It's really six fingers." He said to himself, raised his eyes and glanced at Liang Hecheng, "I have something to ask for, please, your master."
There was a lot of noise around, Ding Hanbai invited Liang He to get on the car, the door closed, and straight to the point. There are various reasons for identifying Jade Boys, even if they are real and fake, they like it, and the curiosity to spy on the people behind them is beyond the curiosity... He said it all.
"Master Liang, I know a little about carving, so I admire your apprentice's ability. Not only can he sculpt, but he can also build." He was rarely so sincere, "My master doesn't deal with you, but I am happy to honor you, and I want to be with you more. You have a good relationship."
Ding Hanbai showed the piece of jasper: "I ask your apprentice to make a pair of Qing Dynasty tandems, I will treasure it, any money can be made."
Liang Hecheng asked, "Do you want to seek cooperation?"
Ding Hanbai admitted frankly: "If you can't get along, it's better to make friends with like-minded interests."
Liang He folded his six fingers together and clenched the jasper, accepting it was a promise, and there was no need to say anything more. And the reason for his agreement was very simple. Ding Hanbai could accurately say the shortcomings of Zhongyu Boys, so they lost this competition. The winner humbly and politely laid down the steps to ask for peace. Why didn't he take advantage of the situation
Talented people cherish talent, he dare not claim to be talented, but it does not prevent him from cherishing talent.
Ding Hanbai tried his best to pretend to be a gentleman, as if he praised beauty without money. He didn't want to reveal his real name, and his home address had to be hidden. He made Liang Hecheng feel comfortable getting along.
Liang Hecheng left with confidence and boldness, took the bus home with Jasper in his hand, and disappeared into one of the households in Miao'an Alley.
There was no wind at the alley, Ding Hanbai looked down from the car window and followed him all the way, trying to figure out where people lived. He is by no means a gentleman, and pretending to be a gentleman for a while can make him exhausted, this is appropriate, sooner or later he will meet that "high man".
After going around in circles, two days later, the jasper fell into Ji Shenyu's hands.
The door was tightly closed, Ji Shenyu was lying on the bed and was angry. He was carving a jade furnace every day, and he had to prepare for the mid-term exam. He was too busy to kick his legs. This is good, another series of the Qing Dynasty came together, and the teacher's order was hard to violate, so he could only secretly scold Zhang Sinian's apprentice.
Besides, in the case of Yutongzi, he lost to the opponent.
It doesn't matter if he loses cleanly, from the moment he met Ding Hanbai, he understood that there are heavens and heavens in this world, but the other side is entangled again.
Ji Shenyu sat up abruptly, this time he must fight for his breath.
Under the porch, there are several knives and a ruler in a red rosewood tray, and a bottle of thick yogurt next to it. A boy of sixteen or seventeen sits cross-legged, his left shoulder leans on the railing, and a jasper is in his palm.
It is not difficult to combine a series of patterns, the pattern is Chiyou's head, and the bas-relief. The difficulty is that the size has to be very precise, and the double rings can't be engaged or separated by an inch. Ji Shenyu didn't have any distractions in his mind, he was sculpting in the autumn sunshine, suddenly the tip of the knife paused, and he understood something.
This combination is more difficult than Jade Boy, but the difficulty is in carving, so the other party is testing his carving skills
If the other party doesn't know how to do it, why would they care more about this
He didn't think about it for the time being, let's leave it alone and show his hands before talking about it.
Ding Hanbai rarely went to work and worked hard all day. When he came back, he wanted to drink small pear soup. The kitchen hurriedly simmered a cup. He returned to the small courtyard and stopped by the lucky bamboo, doing nothing and watching the scenery.
The sunset reflected on the railings, and the teenagers were reclining, not like Chinese paintings, but more like oil paintings.
Ji Shenyu didn't hear Ding Dian's movement, but the exposed part of the back of his neck was inexplicably hot. When he turned around, he met Ding Hanbai's not too distant gaze, and his face was also hot. He was so hot last night when he was being held by the other party, and now it is like yesterday.
They were stunned by each other, Ding Hanbai said first: "What are you carving?"
Ji Shenyu was revived. He couldn't explain the origin of the information, so he had to push his fingers to hide the jasper in his cuff. "I didn't carve anything, just wipe the carving knife." He was the best at diverting attention. "This tray is made of rosewood, and the wardrobe in your room is made of good wood."
Ding Hanbai only looked at people, but didn't see things clearly. He approached and asked, "Is your jade incense burner equipped with a wood carving seat, can I choose a good piece of wood for you?"
Ji Shenyu nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Ding Hanbai went to the machine room to choose the wood, Ketan blood, sandalwood, and pear, glanced at the color of the jade incense burner, and chose the one that matched the most. By the time he had chosen, the things under the corridor had been cleaned up, and Ji Shenyu stood in the room with yogurt, giving him a drink diligently.
He didn't answer: "Wait a moment to drink Xiaozhuo Litang to moisten the lungs."
Ji Shenyu asked, "Have you seen the jade incense burner? I'm almost finished carving it."
Ding Hanbai asked back, "Will you still sculpt tonight?" He waited for the other person to nod his head, his tone was flat, and he concealed something, "Do you still need me to accompany you that night?"
Ji Shenyu hurriedly shook his head and murmured, "No need.
Ding Hanbai actually sneered: "You don't need it if you don't need it? Prepare a tea chair for me, and I will supervise the work."
He bypassed Ji Shenyu and went back to the house to change his clothes. Ding Hanbai, ah Ding Hanbai, he was puzzled, not knowing what kind of disease he had.
For several days, Ding Hanbai went to work seriously during the day and oversaw the work at night.
The complexity of human nature, Ji Shenyu has a thorough understanding, he feels uncomfortable facing Ding Hanbai, but it is difficult to stop asking him for advice. Ding Hanbai knew too much, a single ring could teach him several techniques, and Ding Hanbai helped him overcome a difficulty that gave him a headache.
He has never been stupid, he remembers all the good things, and he is much more diligent when he secretly sculpts a chain. And last time I didn't have enough experience in old jade, and this time I improved it, and even a little reluctant to deliver it after completion.
On Friday, Liang Hecheng went to No. 6 Middle School to find Ji Shenyu, and by the way, took the combination chain away. Ji Shenyu guessed that if the person was not satisfied, he would probably have no contact with their master and apprentice. If he was satisfied, what would he do
"Master, tell him this." He supported Liang Hecheng to pass the message.
Ding Han Bai Haosheng worked for a few days, but he couldn't hold back before four o'clock, and left early with his bag. Arriving outside the tortoiseshell antique market, he met Liang Hecheng at the small restaurant opposite. The two people in the restaurant were not familiar with the people who ate, but they were just trying to negotiate the price of the items together.
Ding Hanbai ordered a few stir-fried dishes, showing his sincerity: "Master Liang, the bank is opposite, I'm ready."
Liang Hecheng said, "Maybe you are not satisfied?" After drinking a little wine, he was not drunk, but he was smugly drunk. "It doesn't matter if you are not satisfied. My apprentice's craftsmanship is not worrying and no one appreciates it."
The old handkerchief was opened, and the two Jasper Chiyou were lying quietly in a chain. Regardless of the carving skills, the precision of the size bite is admirable. There is nothing to say about the carving skills, and there are traces of old age. No one can see the problem in the antique market opposite.
Ding Hanbai couldn't put it down, and he kept a mouthful of good things to say.
Liang Hecheng took the lead: "My apprentice said that this object is more difficult than Jade Boy, which shows that you both understand jade carving and also intend to test his jade carving level."
When Ding Hanbai was seen through, his heart sank: "Does he mind?"
Liang Hecheng said: "He is kind, he said, if you like jade carvings, you don't have to go through all the trouble, there are three jade sales in the city, as long as you have money, find someone named Ding Hanbai, who can carve anything. ."
Ding Hanbai felt a heat in his chest. It wasn't that he had never been praised before, but he couldn't see it or touch it, and the compliment that only spoke in his ears made his heart beat inexplicably. That person has superb skills, and he also wears complicated procedures to make things old. At the age of seventeen, he has such a mind for his peers. He admires... even admires.
"Master Liang, I don't want things, I want people." He was too straightforward, and his intentions were stark, "I will see, he will do, it's not that there are too few real things on the market, but many are really scraps, so it's not as good as Fake. I'll take it, he'll fix-"
Liang Hecheng interrupted: "Do you want to use this trick to make a fortune? But my apprentice is still young, and he is still hiding it from his family."
Ding Hanbai said: "The money you get from this is nothing." He pointed to the door of the restaurant, through the door is the street, and across the street is the antique market. Quick, here will be demolished later, and there will be demolished in the future, where will these scattered people go?"
He poured wine under Liang Hecheng's gaze: "Master Liang, maybe in three years, maybe in five years, you don't have to go shopping and enjoy the shade under the tree, there is an air conditioner when you enter the door, and there is a seat when you are tired." Hot and colluding heart and lungs, "It should be called Antique City at that time, and the boss's surname is Ding."
Liang Hecheng was stagnant, and then turned to surprise: "Who are you?"
He replied, "My name is Ding Hanbai."
The words have come to this point, the other party is astonished as expected, the dishes are cold, the wine is still so spicy, there is no movement at their table, only the confrontation is left. Ding Hanbai was ready to wait. He waited for a reply, and if he was rejected, he would appeal again. He was not only persistent, but stubborn.
The road was facing the sky, and after they came out of the restaurant, the two walked on each side. After Ding Hanbai fawned on the master, he felt ashamed, and planned to go to the old area of Chongshui to coax his master.
He understands that Zhang Sinian and Liang Hecheng will not deal with each other for half their lives, and the compromise is like death.
His half-recognized master really wanted a life for him.
Ding Hanbai brought good wine and good food, pinched his nose and helped Zhang Sinian clean up the waste he had just collected. When he closed the door and sat down, he met Zhang Sinian's half-blind eyes. "Master, great master." He picked up the wine cup, and he behaved, "Touch one, and smile away your grievances."
Zhang Sinian clinks glasses with him and scolded at the same time, "Who the hell has a grudge against you, eat vegetables!"
Ding Hanbai copied what Liang Hecheng said and conveyed it to Zhang Sinian word for word, exposing his long-hidden thoughts in this broken house. Moutai is mellow, the more he talks, the more he drinks, like salvaging cultural relics from the ocean, those things that he thinks are precious and have been suppressed for a long time will come to light.
Finally got to see the sun, actually got to see the sun.
Ding Hanbai's laughter was wanton, with the momentum of getting drunk, and he accidentally threw his chopsticks. He bent over to pick it up, and his fingertips touched the tip of the chopsticks, stained with oil. He remembered that someone was frightened by the fall of the chopsticks one night, and then remembered someone's shiny lips at that time.
He touched those lips too, they were soft...
At this time, the courtyard door collided, there was a thud, the sound of footsteps approached, and someone came. "Are you at home?" The person opened the cotton door curtain, "Show me this—"
Ding Hanbai regained his soul when he heard the sound, straightened up, and actually met Zhang Yin? !
Zhang Yin was even more shocked: "Why are you here? Don't tell me you're selling junk!"
Ding Hanbai rarely ties the knot: "...it can't be prostitution."