The years when I was reborn as a giant in the antique world

Yun Zhou stared at the tall and handsome man in front of him with a slightly dazed expression. After he called his name, the Great Emperor actually appeared in front of him like this.

Bei Ji looked at the jade pendant on the boy's neck with a complicated expression: "How long have you been wearing this jade pendant?"

Yun Zhou thought that he was eagerly looking for the jade pendant as soon as he came back, and his face flushed slightly: "Well... I just took it for a short time, about 10 minutes."

"Do you feel overcast and icy cold?"

"No," Yun Zhou shook his head, "It's just a little cold, and it's very comfortable to wear in summer."

A dim light flashed across the emperor's dark eyes, and he suddenly approached the boy, shortening the distance to the limit.

The thick black evil spirit instantly enveloped Yun Zhou's long body, like a ferocious beast covering its prey in its territory, gradually revealing its sharp fangs, "Then now, how does it feel? "

Yun Zhou raised his eyes and stared at the handsome face who was close at hand, and a few strands of hair hanging from the other's jade crown brushed against his ears, with a slight itchiness.

At the same time, a gust of cold wind surrounds him, like a monster dormant in the darkness, ready to move.

The boy sensed a dangerous aura, but still said: "It's a bit cold, but it's acceptable."

The dense fog seemed to feel the connivance of the other party, and it began to surge like a raging wave, and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees in an instant.

In the next moment, Yun Zhou felt a cold air along his neck and entered into the thin clothes, causing tremors.

Bei Ji's expression froze, and then he retreated abruptly, and the evil spirit around him gradually dissipated, turning into a thick fog and gathering behind the man again.

"...I found a master for you." The cello-like voice became unspeakably hoarse, and his eyes slightly moved away, not daring to look at the young man with flushed cheeks and panting slightly, "He tonight will come in your dreams."

"Thank you, Great Emperor." Yun Zhou could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he felt the coldness dissipate.

The feeling just now was a bit strange, it seemed to be there but it was everywhere, and it surrounded him with a cold air, as if it was going to eat him up, but luckily it disappeared soon.

The boy habitually squeezed the little jade dragon on his left wrist, and was surprised to find that the opponent's body was stiffened into a stick, his scales turned red, and his body was scorching hot.

Yun Zhou was taken aback, and quickly raised his wrist, "What's the matter with you?"

Little Yulong shyly buried his head in his tail, and gently rubbed his wrist with his hot scales.

Thinking that the jade pendant belonged to the emperor, and that the little jade dragon was the spiritual creature on the jade pendant, the boy turned his eyes to the silent man in front of him asking for help, "My lord, is the little jade dragon sick? Can you cure it?"

The emperor's ears turned red: "...Don't worry about it."

Seeing the young man lovingly stroking the smooth scales of the little jade dragon with his fingertips, bit by bit from the head to the tail, the blue veins on Beiji's forehead burst out, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...don't touch it anymore."

"Ah, okay." Yun Zhou immediately retracted his fingers when he heard the words, but there was still worry in his eyes.

"...it's fine." Bei Ji felt that he might scare the boy if he stayed any longer. He turned around suddenly, and the black robe drew an arc in the air, "I'm leaving."

The figure of Emperor Fengdu slowly disappeared in front of his eyes, Yun Zhou was indeed a little bit reluctant, but his attention was more on Little Yulong.

The boy didn't dare to touch it casually anymore, he just touched its body with his fingers, it was still hot.

Is it really okay?

What the hell happened, he didn't do anything.

The temperature on Xiao Yulong's body didn't go away until the afternoon, and the scales returned to a cold state.

It curled its tail around the young man's wrist and barked in a milky voice, its two small dragon horns protruded, its cold chin rubbed and rubbed against Yun Zhou's palm, and it was more coquettish than usual.

Yun Zhou gently stroked the shiny silver scales of the little jade dragon with his fingertips, and felt relieved when he saw that it was back to normal.

There were too many broken pieces of porcelain purchased last week, and there were still more than 300 pieces of blue and white porcelain that had not been subdivided in time. Without further ado, he poured all the broken pieces of porcelain on the carpet, and subdivided them according to the type, decoration, base, etc. Been busy until late at night.

Blue-and-white porcelain is one of the mainstream varieties of ancient porcelain. The original blue-and-white porcelain appeared in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the mature blue-and-white porcelain appeared in the Yuan Dynasty.

In the Qing Dynasty, blue-and-white porcelain also created and fired a variety of derivative varieties, such as blue-and-white five-color, malachite green-glazed blue-and-white, blue-and-white red-colored, yellow-ground blue-and-white, etc., so the remaining blue-and-white porcelain pieces are the most. ①

The blue and white porcelain belongs to the underglaze color porcelain, which is easier to fire than the overglaze colors such as five colors and pastels.

When subdividing more than 300 pieces of broken porcelain according to the shape and decoration of the vessel, Yun Zhou accidentally put together an incomplete blue and white dragon pattern plate, which was composed of nearly [-] pieces, and the base was written "Made in the Wanli Year of the Ming Dynasty. "

It's just that the edge of the plate is missing a piece the size of a mineral water bottle cap, which is not complete and needs to be filled.

If it is completed, it will involve the fourth step of porcelain restoration, supplementing.

Complementation refers to supplementing the incomplete parts of porcelain. Commonly used methods are plaster supplementation, resin supplementation, porcelain-on-porcelain repair, etc., and the appropriate method is selected according to the degree of damage of the porcelain.

Generally, the supplement of porcelain needs to be kneaded and molded with soft pottery first, and then fired into the shape of the incomplete part, similar to the mold of the supplemented part, and then mixed with gypsum powder, tooth filling powder and super glue, and then added with the same pigment as the glaze color , make up according to the shape of the mold, and finally scrape off the excess part, commonly known as scraping putty. ②

The difficulty of this step is tantamount to fantasy for Yun Zhou.

Whether it is making molds, adjusting colors, or scraping putty, he has no experience. It seems that he has a long way to go to learn the art of restoring porcelain.

He still mastered the steps of adhesion first.

Shards of celadon and white porcelain were slowly pieced together in the hands of the young man. Some had only a round belly, some had a complete bowl bottom, and some were the neck of a porcelain vase. Various shapes and parts were different. One and the same.

When splicing, Yunzhou can better feel the difference in texture and shape of different porcelain in his hands, as well as the difference in enamel of different ages, which will also be of great help to him in identifying porcelain in the future.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, the boy rubbed his sore eyes, feeling that he couldn't hold on anymore.

After a brief wash, Yun Zhou fell into the soft bedding, almost forgetting that the Emperor had found him a master.

In the mist, the young man stood there in a trance, facing a hale and hearty old man with a very easy-going face.

He smiled and asked Yunzhou: "Young man, let me introduce, my name is Feng Dehao. I heard from Lord Ghost Messenger that you want to learn the technique of porcelain restoration from me?"

"Oh my god, you, you are... Master Feng?!"

Yun Zhou's drowsiness disappeared, and he looked at the old man in front of him with a shocked expression.Familiar with the books written by Master Feng, he is familiar with the name 'Feng Dehao', not to mention there is a photo of Master Feng on the title page, which is exactly the same as the person in front of him!

"Young man knows me." Master Feng laughed heartily, stroked his beard and said, "It seems that I am quite famous, even young people today have heard of my name.

Which family are you from? How long have you been in contact with antiques? "

When Yunzhou saw the idol he admired and respected, he unconsciously felt a little nervous, and said in a respectful tone, "Master Feng, my name is Yunzhou. I have only started to learn about antiques in the past three months, and I am currently teaching myself how to restore porcelain. Please give me your advice. "

"…Oh."

Master Feng sighed in his heart after hearing that the other party had only been exposed to antiques for three months. It seems that the task this time is very difficult.

He has never heard of the surname 'Yun' either, so it can be seen that he is either a descendant of an antique family or a newcomer who doesn't understand anything.

He took a look at Yunzhou, he looked good, clean, but a little too young.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, how can there be any qualitative?Can you stand such a boring day after day?

well.Master Feng sighed inwardly.

Since his death, he regretted more than once that he didn't pass on the skill of 'stainless repair' to his big apprentice before he died.

The sons have all gone into business, one is going to open an antique shop to sell antiques, the other is doing overseas trade, and none of them is willing to learn the technology of porcelain restoration from him.

In his later years, he had to accept two disciples.

Although the eldest disciple is diligent but too rigid, he never diverges his thinking and does not want to improve his technology. He is completely a piece of 'rotten wood'.

The little disciple has good comprehension but no permanence. He always wants to be lazy. He can't finish repairing a piece of ordinary porcelain in a few months. In the end, he dislikes this skill as having no future and follows others to make imitations.

Master Feng sighed helplessly. Apart from the restoration of cultural relics in the museum, the restoration of ancient porcelain is useless.

He regretted that he did not pass on his unique knowledge to his big apprentice. This skill must have been lost after his death.

As for the boy in front of him, he had no hope.

Maybe it won't take half a year to give up because I can't stand this kind of boring, so let's take one step at a time.

Master Feng said solemnly: "Before restoring porcelain, you must first understand porcelain. How many pieces of porcelain have you been in contact with in the past three months?"

Yun Zhou thought for a while, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "There are only seven or eight genuine products."

He has very little contact with porcelain.

Master Feng was taken aback, the antique market is now full of all kinds of fakes, and the young man does not come from a family of antiques, so it is rare to come into contact with so many genuine ones in just a few months.

"What kind of porcelain are they?" He couldn't help asking.

Yunzhou replied truthfully, "Two blue and white pen holders from the Kangxi folk kiln of the Qing Dynasty, one cowpea and red willow leaf vase from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and one bold blue and white vase with light strokes of sea waves and nine dragon patterns from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty." This is what I saw in Zhenbao Pavilion. .

"There is also a Ming Xuande blue and white lotus seed bowl with intertwining branches and flowers, a Qing Qianlong enamel colored peony pheasant jade pot spring vase, and a pair of Southern Song Longquan kiln celadon bird food jars, and that's all."

When Master Feng heard the latter, his expression could almost be described as shock.Except for the two blue and white pen holders, the rest are all high-quality official kilns!

As for the Qing Yongzheng blue and white vase with light strokes of waves and nine dragon patterns and the Qing Qianlong enamel colored peony pheasant pheasant jade pot spring vase, they are simply the best of the best, rare in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are half a national treasure.

When he first came into contact with antiques, he had seen a lot of folk kiln porcelain, but it was rare to see official kiln fine products, and he would be excited for a long time to miss one.

What's more, among the porcelains that young people saw, they covered the official kiln porcelains of the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, including several different varieties of blue and white, red glaze, enamel color and Longquan kiln blue glaze. .

"Very good." Master Feng couldn't help but glanced at Yunzhou, with some appreciation in his eyes, "It's very good to have such insight. How many books about antiques have you read?"

Yun Zhou: "I have read all the autobiographical books you wrote, but there are many contents that are not deep enough, and I am preparing to read them carefully for the second time. "Encyclopedia of Antique Appreciation" and other materials are also being studied, and I have a little understanding of ancient coins before. .”

"Very good!" This was the second time Master Feng said this word in just 5 minutes.

It's not that he is complacent. There are all kinds of books on antiques on the market, many of which are flashy, far less meaningful than those written by himself. Unfortunately, except for those who really belong to this circle, not many people know about them.

What makes it even more difficult for him to understand is that some people think it's too expensive!

Thinking of this, Master Feng couldn't help feeling angrily. Hmph, it usually costs a few hundred yuan to go out for a meal, but you can't afford a book that costs more than 1000 yuan?

Knowledge is priceless!He also thought it was cheap.

Master Feng's attitude towards Yunzhou has completely changed at this time. This young man has insight beyond his age and is easy to learn, which is really rare.

It took him three years to write this biographical book. He wrote a total of more than 1000 pages, including illustrations, etc., and printed 5 books. Each book is very thick. It is not easy to read it all. The other party must have put in a lot of effort.

"Then starting tomorrow, I will teach you the art of porcelain restoration, starting with the first step - cleaning the broken porcelain pieces.

You go to the market to buy some unearthed broken porcelain pieces, preferably spliced ​​in twos and threes, and prepare some alkaline and acidic solutions by the way, and then I will teach you how to clean them. "

Yunzhou smiled when he heard the words: "Master Feng, I bought more than 700 pieces of broken porcelain in the antique market last week, and I have cleaned some of them now, and I am learning how to bond porcelain pieces.

I would really appreciate it if you could guide me. "

It was only then that Master Feng discovered that there was a wound on the boy's fingertip that was barely healed, and it looked like it was scratched by broken porcelain.There was a slight movement in his heart, maybe the young man in front of him was really a good seed.

How savvy is not important, the most important thing is to persevere.If you can't hold on, everything is empty.

"Okay, then I'll come over tomorrow to see how well you bond."

Master Feng glanced at the young man, thinking that in order for him to teach the young man, Master Ghost would not hesitate to help him gather Yin Qi, just to make him appear in reality.

It can be seen that the other party is a 'senior relationship household'.

Now, however, he has completely changed his mind.

"It's getting late, you go to bed first."

Master Feng's expression was a little excited, and he looked at the young man full of hope. Whether he could pass on his unique knowledge to the rest of the world depended on this young man.

"Master Feng, wait."

Yunzhou stopped him, "Can you tell me your birth date, I will enshrine your tablet in the ancestral hall and offer incense to you often."

"Cough, of course." Master Feng coughed lightly, stroked his beard with a smile, thinking that this young man is really good, much better than his son, and he has not enjoyed the offering of incense for a long time.

So much so that every time he smelled the scent of incense candles on other ghosts, he was so greedy that he would drool.

Hehe, it's all right now, he can enjoy the incense in the future.

Master Feng swallowed, immediately told Yun Zhou his birth date, and asked repeatedly: "Cough, don't forget, remember? Tell me."

Yun Zhou: "...remember." He said and repeated it.

Master Feng looked at him with loving eyes, "Don't worry, I will teach you well."

Yun Zhou: "...Thank you, master."

The thick fog cleared, and the young man opened his eyes in the darkness, the corners of his lips were raised high, and his heart was filled with joy.

Yunzhou lay on the soft bedding, rolling around like a baby silkworm chrysalis, unable to fall asleep due to excitement.

Oh my god, he is so honored to have the most famous porcelain restorer in Huaguo teach him in person!

Except for the two direct disciples of Master Feng, no one in the world has such an honor.

An impulse surged in Yunzhou's heart. He really wanted to see the emperor now, but he just saw him this evening. Isn't it too frequent?

The boy stared at the dark ceiling with his beautiful eyes, his heartbeat became clearer in the silent night, and it took a long time before the excitement dissipated.

He hooked the jade pendant hanging around his neck with his fingertips, put it on the palm of his hand and kissed it lightly, smiling with crooked eyebrows: "Thank you, Great Emperor."

Just let him think about it again.

A strong drowsiness hit him, and the boy's breathing gradually calmed down, apparently falling into a sweet dreamland.

A moment later, thick black mist and icy Yin Qi penetrated through the door and entered the room where the young man was. Suddenly, the temperature of the whole room dropped several degrees, as if surrounded by endless Yin Qi.

The black mist approached slowly, and turned into a tall man beside the bed, with a jade crown and hair, and a black robe stretching across the floor. His handsome face was submerged in the darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.

He fixedly looked at the young man sleeping soundly on the bed, who was facing him sideways, with messy brown hair and long eyelashes as thick as a small fan, his thin chest was slightly heaving, and he was still holding the A jade pendant.

The man's eyes were fixed on the exposed slender waist, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Ever since he knew that the young man could fully withstand his evil spirit, the impulse in his heart seemed to be irresistible. The tall and handsome man did not cover the other party with a quilt like last time, but approached slowly. After a moment of hesitation—— The palm of his hand gently covered it.

The boy's body temperature was as warm as he had imagined, with an obsessive heat. His waist undulated slightly with the frequency of his breathing, and his two small waists were soft. He felt that it was difficult for him to look away.

Yun Zhou turned over slightly in his sleep, the man's ears were red, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.

He took a deep look at the boy, and the tall figure quickly disappeared into the room accompanied by thick black mist.

Emperor Fengdu originally planned to let Xiao Yulong stay with the young man all the time, as long as the other party talked with him occasionally, it would be very satisfying to burn some fluffy for him.

After all, human beings and ghosts have different paths, he is still the master of the underworld gathered by evil spirits, too much contact will bring harm to the youth.

However, the other party can actually bear his own Yin Qi——

The thick yin energy behind him began to flutter with teeth and claws again, and the black robe was hidden in the darkness and merged with the black mist, suppressing and about to burst out, just like his heart was about to move.

He really didn't know what to do with the boy.

The other party is like a piece of clean white paper, but he wants every inch of this white paper to be stained with his own breath, so that he can accompany him to be imprisoned in the darkness forever.

Yun Zhou felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he was entangled in a cloud of black mist, and every inch of his skin was touched by the palm transformed by the black mist, numb and itchy.

He frowned in his sleep, but felt a familiar icy breath again, as if he had fallen into a gorgeous dream, until the fireworks exploded, everything fell silent.

The moment Yun Zhou woke up in the morning, his face flushed red. With a blushing face, he changed his underclothes under the quilt and sneaked to the bathroom to wash.

It's really embarrassing that he had that kind of dream, but fortunately no one found out.

And he seems to have dreamed of the Great Emperor...

Yun Zhou felt that his face was so hot that it was about to smoke. If the emperor knew that he had blasphemed him like this, he would never want to see him again.

"Zhouzhou, do you have a fever, why is your face so red?" Yu Xinlan asked worriedly while eating breakfast.

"...Mom, I didn't. I just exercised in the room and it's a little hot." Yun Zhou concealed it by drinking porridge, his voice was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, the temperature has started to drop in recent days, so pay attention."

Yu Xinlan looked at the young man's red ears and twisted expression, suddenly seemed to understand something, and pointed out: "Zhou Zhou has grown up, does he have someone he likes? If the relationship is confirmed, it can bring Go home and have a look."

"Puff—cough cough." Yun Zhou coughed a few times and immediately retorted, "No, absolutely not! Mom, don't think about it."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. What are you doing so excitedly?" Yu Xinlan suddenly smiled, "Then I won't ask any more questions. Let me know when you are sure."

Yun Zhou: "..."

He should clean the blue and white porcelain pieces that can be pieced together into porcelain first.