Chapter 57 Red Sandalwood Root Sculpture

The root eagle in Zhuang Rui's hand is black and purple, revealing oily light to the outside. It is a sitting statue of Maitreya Buddha. Although it is only the size of a palm, it is extremely heavy, but it is covered with dirt and oil, and even the face of Maitreya Buddha can't be seen clearly.

Zhuang Rui saw that the stall owner returned 500 yuan to the foreigner, so he said to him, "Brother, can I take a closer look at your object for a while?"

"Brother, look, thank you for today. If you like this sculpture, I will give it to you."

This young stall owner is inexplicably grateful to Zhuang Rui. If Zhuang Rui hadn't been able to talk directly with foreigners, I'm afraid that some of them would have been covered in the dark by this two devils.

"Hehe, there's no need to give it away. I'll take a look first. If you like it, I'll buy it for you."

Zhuang Rui replied with a smile and began to look at the Maitreya Buddha root carving in his hand.

Zhuang Rui wiped Maitreya Buddha's face with his thumb a few times. Although he could not wipe off all the oil stains on it, he could faintly see its face. The forehead of the statue of Maitreya Buddha was wide, his eyes were slightly closed, his smile was half open, and his two big ears hung on his shoulders, his He sat with his body leaning against a cloth bag, and his right hand was on his knee, with a leisurely and easy-going expression.

From the perspective of the sculptor, this work is exquisitely carved, the knife skillful, and the whole line is natural and smooth. If this carving is really the work of this master's ancestor, he must be a highly skilled artist. Even if Zhuang Rui does not know how to appreciate such objects, he can see that this is a rare masterpiece, but Why did the stall owner want the price so low that he only sold it for 500 yuan.

"Wow!"

Just as Zhuang Rui looked over the carving, his heart couldn't help beating faster, because he found that the root carving lines and stripes revealed a luster. The annual ring lines were stirred, which was almost invisible, and there was no scar on it. You know, the general roots are scars. It seems that only red sandalwood can have it like this.

Seeing this, Zhuang Rui looked at the whole root carving again, but the more he looked, the more like a red sandalwood carving, purple-black tone, deep and elegant shape, especially when he put the root carving on his nose and smelled it, the faint fragrance made Zhuang Rui firm his judgment. This Maitreya Buddha root carving, no It's just red sandalwood, and it should still be an old object of some years.

In fact, it's not strange that Zhuang Rui didn't see it at the beginning, because red sandalwood is divided into two types, that is, large-leaf red sandalwood and small-leaf red sandalwood. The string cut surface of the large-leaf red sandalwood has obvious and wide stripes and is purple-brown.

However, the wood grain on the surface of the lobular red sandalwood is not obvious. The color is initially orange-red, and the dark purple is like lacquer for a long time. It is almost impossible to see the annual ring pattern. The vascular pattern is extremely fine, stranded like cow hair, and its price is four or five times higher than Some of the play objects, the one Zhuang Rui encountered, was carved from the root of the lobular red sandalwood.

After identifying that this is a red sandalwood root sculpture, Zhuang Rui is ready to look at it again with the aura in his eyes. The reason why Zhuang Rui has not used the aura in his eyes to see this object before is that he also wants to have more experience. The antique industry is to read more and learn more. For You have stayed in the Palace Museum for decades. Every day, you face those old objects that have been precipitated by history, and then go to Panjiayuan to see those fake objects. I'm afraid you can feel the authenticity as soon as you get started. This is the accumulation of experience.

However, at this moment, Zhuang Rui has given the answer in his heart, and he needs the aura in his eyes to make an appraisal. He lowered his head slightly, and a piece of orange flashed in front of his eyes. The aura in his eyes has already touched the root carving in his hand. The surface of the root carving in Zhuang Rui's eyes After entering the root carving for about a centimeter, it stopped, but the fiber structure inside the root carving was still presented in front of Zhuang Rui.

The fiber tissue inside the root carving is very fine, just like layers of waves, and each fiber tube hole is curved, dense, the veins are extremely fine, and the twisted wire is like cow hair, which are the unique characteristics of red sandalwood. When he was in Song Jun's villa, Zhuang Rui heard his introduction.

However, what surprised him most at this moment was that a breath that was almost as strong as the Liansheng couplet quickly merged with the aura in his eyes. This breath was far stronger than the aura he in the gourd and the yellow pear chairs, which also made Zhuang Rui a little confused and difficult. Is it wrong to say that the number of aura in the wooden antiques he judged before is small?

shook his head, and Zhuang Rui left those ideas behind. Now is not the time to delve into this problem. After judging from the aura in his eyes that it was an antique, the weight of the red sandalwood Maitreya Buddha in his hand seemed to have increased a little. Zhuang Rui knew that red sandalwood is known as "an inch of sand The old object, plus its own historical value, is even more expensive. I'm afraid that the market price of the object in front of it is far higher than the cicing gourd of Sanhe Liu.

Zhuang Rui looked up and saw the second devil's translator lying on the table and writing about the story. Director Wang was pointing to communicate with the two foreigners, so he gently pulled the stall owner and asked, "Brother, I think your statue is very good. Why did you sell it for 500 yuan? "

When the young man heard Zhuang Rui's words, his face was full of helplessness and said, "There are stalls in this market that sell gadgets such as root carvings. It's a little exaggerated to say that there are 100 stalls, but there are always 30 or 50 stalls. There are so many stalls, and no one buys

"Are there so many craftsmen now?"

Zhuang Rui was shocked. The sculptor is a very delicate craft, which is not something that ordinary people can master.

"Fart craftsmen, those are carved by machines, and hundreds or thousands of them can come out in a day on the assembly line. They are all dead things without aura, but those things are cheap, more than a dozen yuan each, and they are placed at home. From the appearance alone, they are no worse than these hand-carvings, and there are With the things on my stall, it's not easy to sell. I sold it to this foreigner today, and something happened.

There is also a reality in the words of young people. Nowadays, few people learn these traditional crafts. I'm afraid that in a few years, there will be fewer and fewer of these skilled artists.

"I like this root carving very much. I bought it. You can make an offer."

Looking at the young man's a little loss, Zhuang Rui almost told the truth of this carving, but in the end he resisted. He was not and didn't want to be the singer Xue Cun's mouth singing "We are all living Lei Feng".

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