Chapter 787 Flint

"Lao Yu, please help me greet the guests. 'Mr. Zhuang, you are an connodote. Let's go to the lion and talk..."

Hearing Yu Zhengjun nod and recognized his words, Xu Guoqing grabbed Zhuang Rui, regardless of the paint in his hand, which made Zhuang Rui's snow-white shirt have five more finger marks.

"Give..." Mr. Zhuang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I just want you to ask, what fw in my work has been seen by you?"

Xu Guoqing was not worldly, and he also knew that his movements were a little inappropriate. At that moment, he let go of his hand, but he still looked anxious. His bright eyes stared at Zhuang Rui through the lenses.

Zhuang Rui looked at the marks on his sleeve and couldn't help smiling bitterly. He also saw that there was nothing wrong with Xu Guoqing's brain, but he just focused all his attention on the study of ancient ceramic technology, so in the eyes of outsiders, he felt that this person was a little strange.

However, all people who have made outstanding achievements in some fields have one strange temper or another. For example, Picasso can't live without women. When he is in his nineties, there are still many beautiful women around him.

And more scientists also have many strange habits that are unknown to outsiders, but when they become famous, these quirks have become advantages.

"Call my name Zhuang Rui..." Zhuang Rui said with a smile.

"Ah? I thought your name was Mr. Zhuang. Come on, let's go inside and talk..."""

Xu Guoqing scratched his head with embarrassment, which added another color to his head, but in Zhuang Rui's eyes, this 40-year-old man seemed very simple.

Zhuang Rui was also a little curious about what Xu Guotao's studio looked like. Now he followed him and walked in from one side.

Peng Fei felt that there was something wrong with Xu Guoqing's spirit. He was afraid that he would hurt Zhuang Rui, so he followed him. Li Dali specially accompanied Zhuang Rui this time. Naturally, there was no reason to wait outside. At present, several people all walked into Xu Guoqing's laboratory.

"Good boy, this..." Is this your studio?"

As soon as Zhuang Rui walked into the side, he was shocked. The room was four or five hundred square meters in size, but the thing in the middle made Zhuang Rui stunned.

The big white smoke that Zhuang Rui saw from the outside was in the room, and the brick white with a diameter of almost ten meters appeared in a room, which was quite shocking.

In the place next to it, there are full of shelves of different heights. On each shelf, almost all the embryos have been made, but the porcelain has not been colored and burned in the furnace, and there are always hundreds of pieces.

Not to mention that, in the corner of the room, there are also grinders, thunderbolism mills, and extremely professional airflow mills, which are very professional crushing tools, which can dry the mine and some hard soil and grind it into very fine powder.

Zhuang Rui knows that it takes a lot of effort to make the best imitation porcelain in the true sense. It is not only necessary to build the kiln in ancient methods, but also to use the original porcelain clay of that kind of porcelain.

Even the grapefruit pigment used for coloring needs to grind some colored ore powder by yourself, and then mix it after heating at high temperature. The chemical raw materials on the market are absolutely not usable.

Even if these processes are completed, waste products will often appear when firing. The value of modern imitations fired like this is not cheaper than some old antiques, or even more.

Zhuang Rui can see that the process of making embryos, painting, glazing and firing of all objects here is completed by Xu Guoqing alone. On this point alone, he needs to master several courses. If Xu Guoqing does not have that fanatical attitude, he really can't do it well.

"Zhuang Rui, you haven't said yet, how do you see the f f flinches in my works..."""

To be honest, Xu Guoqing is extremely confident in his imitation of the three-color ceramic terracotta, because whether in terms of clay or firing technology, he strictly follows the ancient secret recipe.

In Xu Guoqing, unless it is a carbon fourteen test, Xu Guoqing does not believe that using the naked eye and other instruments can detect that those objects in the game are fake?

"Hehe, I'll call you Xugong..."

The other party is older than himself, and the name is not suitable. Zhuang Rui thought of a name.

"What can be called. Hurry up and say it..." Xu Guoqing has no interest in what Zhuang Rui called him. Now he wants to know what Tang Sancai he fired has and what shortcomings and needs to be improved.

Zhuang Rui shook his head with a smile and said, "Xu Gong, let me ask, which dynasty did some official kilns start from?"

"It is from the Song Dynasty. Although the Han and Tang Dynasties also have kiln sites for royal use, the supervision is not so strong, and it is not different from the people..."

It was from the Song Dynasty that the royal ceramic utensils were distinguished from the folk, but Zhuang Rui, what does this have to do with my Tang Sancai?

Xu Guoqing's burning of Tang Sancai was a few years ago. He felt that Tang Sancai's process had been completely deciphered by him, which was not challenging. Therefore, in recent years, he has been studying the Song Dynasty to touch the state kiln, so he followed Zhuang Rui's question. You can answer E. Attached. (attached)

"Yes, it is indeed an official kiln set up from the Song Dynasty. In addition to the Tang Sancai of the Tang Dynasty, there are not many good things handed down to the world, which also verifies that things are not necessarily the older the better. Hundreds of stones in the mountain have the longest history. Why is it the least valuable?"

Zhuang Rui's words not only confused Xu Guoqing, but also Li Dali and Yu Zhengjun were confused. I don't know what Zhuang Rui said had to do with Xu Guoqing's problem.

"Perfect, Xugong, the only flaw of your three-color pottery frugs is in perfection!" No time for Xu Guoqing to ask, Zhuang Rui gave the answer himself.

Xu Guoqing still didn't understand and muttered to himself, "Perfect? Is it wrong to be perfect? That is, it should be imitated exactly the same as the real product..."

"Perfection is of course right, but it should be divided into times. If it is the official kiln porcelain after the Song Dynasty, it should pursue perfection. The grain thickness of a petal seed and the distance between the two petals, there can be no mistakes, but for the three-color porcelain, you have done it too perfectly..."

As long as there is a flaw in the official kiln porcelain after the Han and Tang Dynasties, it must be broken. It cannot be used in the palace and cannot be spread to the people. This is also the main reason why the fine porcelain handed down from the Song Dynasty since the Song Dynasty is extremely rare and precious.

Zhuang Rui's words made Xu Guoqing's eyes gradually brighten up. From the time he opened his crotch trousers, he began to play with the porcelain pieces dug out by his father from the Cizhou kiln ruins. The research on porcelain was extremely profound.

However, he is too far away from the analysis of human nature. Now listening to Zhuang Rui's words, Xu Guoqing slowly understands it.

"Zhuang Rui, do you mean that when the three-color porcelain was fired in the Tang Dynasty, many defective three-color pottery farticles were preserved because there was no unified supervision, and my porcelains were perfect, so that you could see the flaws, right?"

Xu Guoqing is also a very smart person. After hearing Zhuang Rui's hint, he thought about it for a moment and understood the joint in the middle. The perfection he pursued has just become a flaw in other people's eyes.

"Yes, that's it, Mr. Li, when you take these three colors to others for identification, are there many people who say they can't be sure?" Zhuang Rui nodded and turned his face to Li Dali.

"Yes, several experts also said that these objects are too perfect..."

What Mr. Li said is true. Several experts couldn't find anything wrong, but they always felt wrong. In the end, they didn't issue an appraisal certificate, but they said they couldn't see it.

"I see, if the moon is full, the water will overflow..."

Xu Guoqing was a little disappointed, but his face showed excitement and said to Zhuang Rui, "This Han and Tang porcelain does not pursue perfection, but what I am studying now is Cizhou kiln, Zhuang Rui, you can see if you can find the flaw?"

"What? Are you starting to burn the Fuzhou kiln now?

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. He dared that this buddy would not play the three colors and changed to the Cizhou kiln in the Song Dynasty. You know, although Cizhou kiln is a folk kiln, it is the largest folk kiln system in the north of ancient China.

Not only the Song Dynasty, but also the Liao, Jin, Yuan and the Ming and Qing Dynasties continue to be fired. It has a long history of firing and has strong vitality, and the most fine porcelain has been handed down.

And when it came to the Southern Song Dynasty, there was also a small part of Cizhou kilns, which were specially fired for the Southern Song Dynasty, so the price of Cizhou kiln porcelain circulating on the market is not lower than the market price of the other Song official kiln porcelain.

"Yes, it's a pity that my face is done well, but I don't have the money to burn it..."

Xu Guoqing's originally excited face suddenly collapsed. You know, the firing process of antique porcelain is the most important link. The firing time may take up to half a month, and the charcoal consumed is a large expense.

Unlike the ceramic plates we use now, the embryo is made and thrown into the stove, and directly fired with medium charcoal, and the whole computer is automatically fired.

Although Xu Guoqing's modern antique kiln can also control the temperature with a computer, this guy is now exhausted. Not to mention buying charcoal, he can't even use electricity.

"Open the door, open the door quickly...

Just as Zhuang Rui wanted to see the porcelain embryo made by Xu Guoqing first, the sound of calling the door faintly came from the gate, and the wolf dog also barked.

"Mr. Zhuang, you can talk, I'll go out and have a look..."

Here in Xu Guoqing, Yu Zhengjun is also half a master. He knows that Xu Guoqing will have a headache with funds and will never take the initiative to open the door.