Chapter 001 If you don't make it, you can't make it

Under the dazzling table lamp.

Chen Ran, who frowned, looked focused, and his hard diamond pen drew tedious and slender lines on the green jade from time to time. His eyes, through these lines, he saw a Maitreya Buddha with a big belly smile...

On the semi-old work table, or scattered, or stacked with some carved jade tools, Chen Ran skillfully and quickly put down one tool and picked up another tool from time to time. During the whole process, his eyes never left the jade in front of him.

Suddenly, Chen Ran's whole action stopped.

Looking at the Maitreya Buddha in his hand, Chen Ran couldn't help sighing gently. Although he repeated almost the same action every day, he always held 12 points of caution every time he carved.

This is not only a fear of damaging the original stone and suffering a lot of losses, but also an attitude!

And he knew that if he wanted to go further on this road, he must have such an attitude.

The tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Chen Ran suddenly felt a faint feeling from his brain. He couldn't help lying on the back of the chair and rubbing his sore arm. However, after seeing the slightly dim luster of the Maitreya Buddha pendant, he immediately forced his spirit.

As the saying goes, "If you don't make jade, you can't make it." Although this jade pendant has been formed, it still lacks the last process: polishing!

Polishing is a very important and irreplaceable step in jade carving.

No matter how finely you carve and grind it, the surface of the jade is always rough and does not show the crystal beauty of the jade. Only perfect polishing can make the jade show a warm and smooth appearance, make the jade have a noble temperament, and show the true value of the jade.

Polishing mainly refers to grinding the surface of the jade to make it smooth, bright and more beautiful. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the jade is, it is also a semi-finished product without polishing.

Chen Ran picked up a piece of gauze from the dilapidated desk in front of him and gently wiped it on the jade pendant. His movements were skillful and natural, and there was no hindrance, and his face was still as focused as before.

About half an hour later, the polishing process of jade was finally completed.

He raised the jade in his hand above his head, and Chen Ran looked at it quietly. The surface of the polished jade pendant emitted a faint light. Looking at the light, it gave people a crystal clear feeling, and the smiling Maitreya Buddha seemed to have been opened...

It was not until this time that Chen Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. The jade is of good quality and should be able to get a good job.

Since leaving school, Chen Ran has made a living by carving this very low-grade jade. Time has been more than a year in the blink of an eye.

Open the drawer, took out one from a pile of jewelry boxes, and put the jade into it. Chen Ran found his mobile phone and looked at the time. He found that it was very late and quickly cleaned up the messy room.

The night in February was long and the days were short. Just after six o'clock, the sky outside slowly darkened. The street lights on both sides of the road gradually lit up, making the city continue to be bright. The people who got off work filled the streets and alleys of the city like huge spider webs, and all kinds of sounds echoed over the city...

Colory lights make the streets as intricate as underground labyrinths-

Walking along the street in this village, it is a big antique city. Zhongdu is the provincial capital of Zhongyuan Province, and the Central Plains undoubtedly plays an irreplaceable role in the history and culture of China. Perhaps because of this, the collection has become the joy, happiness and loss in the lives of many Zhongdu people. Fu.

Through the antique city flower market, Chen Ran walked towards a jade store.

The jade store is not so much a jade store as a grocery store. The name is Baoyu Pavilion. Compared with other rows of antique shops, Baoyu Pavilion looks a little vulgar. However, for Chen Ran, it has a friendly feeling, which makes him involuntarily remind him...

In the Baoyu Pavilion, there was silence. Only a 60-year-old man stood in the counter. The old man looked 60 years old, but Chen Ran knew that the other party was not actually so old. He was less than 50 years old, but after experiencing too many things, he looked a little old.

As Chen Ran entered the door, the old man looked up and said, "Xiaoran is here. I'm waiting for you to close the door!"

Chen Ran handed the box containing jade to the old man and asked, "Mr. Liang, why did you close so early today?"

"...cough..." Liang Bo was about to answer, but suddenly coughed violently. Chen Ran quickly came forward and patted him on the back. Liang Bo coughed for a while before coming back. He waved his hand at Chen Ran and smiled bitterly, "I'm old and my health is getting worse and worse. There is no business in this store, just early. Shut the door!"

Antique shops like Uncle Liang generally do not open and open for three years. Uncle Liang is in poor health and closes earlier than others.

When Liang Bo was talking, he opened the box and took out the jade. While groping out a magnifying glass, he raised his head slightly and muttered softly, "Well, yes, Xiaoran's craftsmanship is getting higher and higher. Thanks to you, I would have a lot of business in my store."

"Bir Liang, my craftsmanship is still far from me."

Chen Ran shook his head and said humbly. In fact, he didn't know that Liang Bo was just encouraging him. Not to mention other places, he didn't know how many there were in this antique city, and although his craftsmanship was constantly improving, he was just barely getting started.

Liang Bo smiled, put down the jade, turned around and took out a fifty-year ticket from the money cabinet, paused, and took out two twenty tickets and handed them to Chen Ran together.

Chen Ran was stunned and looked at Liang Bo with a little surprise: "Liang Bo, why are there so many?"

He works here in Liang Bo. There are two ways. One is to buy the raw stone, carve it into jade, add a job, and sell it to Liang Bo's store. The other is that customers don't like the carved jade, provide the raw stone or buy the raw stone in the store, and put forward some requirements for the carver to be carved.

However, the second kind is rarely, only occasionally. The main reason is that Chen Ran's carvings are all low-grade jade, and few customers will be so troublesome. Only when some young people who pursue mood or have any special significance will it.

Chen Ran carved small pieces, and he can earn about 40 to 50 yuan per piece. If it is a little more, it will be more than 60, which is almost his worth, and there is also Liang Bo's share of taking care of him, or it will be 20 or 30 at his worth.

Chen Ran basically maintains the level of one a day, which is already his limit, and he earns the most a day only more than 70 yuan.

I didn't expect that Uncle Liang directly gave him 90 yuan this time!

He knows that his value is not worth so much.

Liang Bo looked at Chen Ran with a smile. When he saw the moving look on Chen Ran's face, he understood what he was thinking. He couldn't help but be relieved: "Take it. This is what you deserve. Don't you see that your craftsmanship has improved a lot? This Maitreya Buddha is well carved and the water species is also good. It should be able to sell one. Good price, I won't lose money."

Although he heard Liang Bo say this, Chen Ran also understood that Liang Bo was taking care of himself. He hesitated for a moment and took it over, but silently thought that if there is a chance in the future, he must repay Liang Bo well.

After staying in the Baoyu Pavilion for a while, Liang Bo gave him two raw stone materials to carve them into a couple pendants. There is no requirement for what to be carved into. However, it is obvious that Uncle Liang believes in Chen Ran very much about this.

Although Chen Ran's craftsmanship is only new, in Liang Bo's eyes, Chen Ran is a very thoughtful sculptor, and this is an indispensable innate condition to become a master sculptor.

Help Liang Bo close the store. When Chen Ran was about to leave, Liang Bo suddenly stopped him: "A Ran, I almost forgot one thing. At noon today, I met a friend of the forgotten year. She is a man in the collection industry. She is very famous and has a wide range of doors. When I had lunch with her, I suddenly thought I got you. A person like you is always groping wild, and there is basically no way out unless a master sculptor can take you. Thinking of this, I mentioned it to her by the way and asked her to introduce a master sculptor for you, but I didn't expect her to agree..."

Before Liang Bo's words were spoken, Chen Ran's eyes lit up, and then a burst of emotion emerged in his heart. Uncle Liang, I was thinking about how to repay you, but I didn't expect you to send me another great favor...

If Chen Ran still has confidence to return the favor owed to Liang Bo before, then he has no confidence in this favor now, which is not a big deal!

In the circle of sculptors, almost every new sculptor has a dream, that is, a sculptor suddenly sees himself and takes himself as an apprentice, as if everyone dreams of winning a five million prize.

There is a big difference between a famous teacher and himself.

It's a world of difference!

Even if you haven't learned any craftsmanship from a famous teacher, just as a famous teacher and apprentice, your value will change dramatically, as if Cinderella had suddenly turned into a little swan...

The gap between the rich and the poor between the sculptor is huge. A beginner sculptor like Chen Ran is worth 30 or 40, which is still the reason why he is taken care of by Liang Bo. In fact, his current value is only 20, and he may not let you carve it.

And it is normal for a master-level sculptor to pay 100,000 yuan, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of yuan. Even some masters, if you are not a human, will not pay much money for you.

This is the gap!

I have to say that this is a great opportunity for Chen Ran!!!

"Don't work tomorrow. Come here at noon." Liang Bo looked at the trace of surprise on Chen Ran's face and couldn't help laughing. Child, the future road will be up to you. I hope you don't let me down...

"Thank you, Uncle Liang!" Chen Ran straightened his mood, thanked Liang Bo, and then turned around and integrated into the night.

but I don't know...

After saying goodbye to Liang Bo, Chen Ran walked along the antique street on the way back. Although he haunted the antique city every day, in fact, he knew nothing else except for a certain understanding of jade.

Like many domestic collectible markets, there are not too many tourists here. Most of them are tourists from other places, but on weekends or holidays, it must be another bustling scene. On the one hand, many people have time to try their luck on weekends and holidays to see if they can find satisfactory collections. On the other hand, many small vendors in the surrounding areas also came to admire their reputation. A newspaper or a piece of velvet cloth also became a counter, putting up the variety of old things from all over the place, and then a small stool to sit on the back. The business is open!

Although it has dark, there are still many stalls on both sides of the road, and even the lights are on. Today is not a Sunday or holiday, but there are not many people during the day, and there are many people scattered at night. Perhaps it is the reason why they are busy working during the day and come out for a walk at night.

The most people who come and go are still young men and women, but they are all walking around and rarely stay in front of a stall for a few minutes. Most of the things they buy are handicrafts, and the price is also 1 1.8 yuan, which is relatively cheap and far from being a valuable collection.

Chen Ran has passed by every day. He has long been used to it, but he has not looked around. Unless he passes by a booth selling jade, he will stop. This is also for observation and learning, but most of the jades are machine carvings and lack creativity, so he has lost interest.

As he was about to leave, suddenly, in the afterglow of the corners of his eyes, a golden light passed like golden lightning...

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