Riding the wind of rebirth

"This is one of his seals. It has a good design and is suitable for Xiao Miao to use."

"But I can't write." There was frost on the seal. At first glance, it looked like a peach, but if you look closely, it was a cute rabbit. Mai Xiaomiao liked it very much, but she had seen Zhou Zhi use a seal, and he would write something and then stamp it. She couldn't do that.

"This can also be used as a study seal." Zhou Zhi explained, "It is stamped on the title page of a book to indicate that the book is yours. Thank Grandpa Qi quickly."

"Thank you, Grandpa Qi." Mai Xiaomiao readily followed suit. She couldn't tell whether something was good or bad, but she knew that something that could make Zhou Zhi not be humble must be a good thing.

Deng Shiru was a giant of epigraphic calligraphers in the Qing Dynasty, and was good at four styles of calligraphy. He probably started learning calligraphy from seal script, and initially learned from Li Si and Li Yangbing, and later studied "Chan Guoshan Stele", "Sangongshan Stele", "Tianfa Shenzhen Stele", stone drum inscriptions, as well as inscriptions on Yi ware and Han steles.

His greatest achievement in calligraphy was seal script, followed by regular script, running script and cursive script. He also used the official script to write seal script, breaking through the barriers of jade cymbal seal script that had existed for thousands of years and opening up a new world for seal script in the Qing Dynasty.

Seal script is unique in the world, so seal carving is naturally not bad. He directly created a "Deng School" with a style of vigorous and simple, strong and graceful, and calligraphy and seal carving complement each other. Later generations said that "the sparse parts can run horses, and the dense parts are airtight", which is very distinctive.

"Has the Academy of Sciences settled it? Why don't we leave in two days?" Old Master Wang said, "Let Madam Shexiang extend her stay for two more days."

Zhou Zhi shook his head: "It's only after it's done that there are so many things to do. I really can't imagine that the current military research institute is so...poor."

Because three-party distributed computing power deployment is required, the Institute of Ship Power and the Academy of Sciences need to purchase additional computing resources. At the very least, they should be able to monitor the computing power black box, right?

The Academy of Sciences is better, but the Ship Power Research Institute is a bit miserable. Their computers are only enough for drawing blueprints, otherwise Qin Haifeng would not have set his sights on the Clover Group.

Moreover, due to the special nature of the unit, the Ship Power Research Institute cannot directly accept donations from outside. In other words, even if Zhou Zhi wants to donate equipment to his father's childhood friend, it does not comply with the system!

Finally, the three parties came up with a special solution: the Academy of Sciences donated equipment to the research institute, and the Clover Group donated equipment to the Academy of Sciences, which made things "feasible."

However, there are too many things to do in the process, and it is impossible for Zhou Zhi to really pull these equipment from Shuzhong. They all have to be sent from Hong Kong Island to Shanghai, and then transferred in separate places.

On the other hand, the Shuzhong Clover will have a team from the research institute to deploy programs for simulation calculations, which is also a huge task. Since it is the first time to undertake such a "national task", Zhou Zhi still feels that he should go back and keep an eye on it.

Also, Feng Xueshan had told Zhou Zhi before he came here that he must talk to her when he returned to Shu, which made Zhou Zhi a little worried.

Another thing is the "Portrait of Lady Shexiang". The longer it is kept in the capital, the more worried I will be. But I have promised that I can return it intact, so the sooner I leave, the better off I will be.

After all, the Palace Museum itself does not have any authentic statues of the Ming Dynasty court. Those ancient paintings were taken to Taiwan before liberation, and those left in the mainland are all copies.

Zhou Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief the next day after checking in his luggage at the airport. He used the last bit of time to take Mai Xiaomiao to the shops in the airport. There were also handicraft shops at the Capital Airport, but after this period of baptism, Mai Xiaomiao had really broadened his horizons and didn't care about those things at all. In the end, he chose a Mickey Mouse doll and prepared to take it back to give to Gillette Azi.

When the plane landed at Shudu Airport, Zhou Zhi and Mai Xiaomiao came out of the airport and were met by their old acquaintance, former Director Hu, who had been promoted to deputy director. "Elbow, the National Museum of China has no intention of detaining the Portrait of Madam Shexiang, right?"

The word "detain" was a stroke of genius. Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "I think this painting will have to go to the capital sooner or later, but that's a game within your system. Anyway, I brought it back intact this time."

"Let's go to the conference room. Everyone is waiting to see the paintings and listen to the report!"

After several people hurried to the hall, people from the Provincial Museum and the Bureau of Ethnic Affairs had also arrived. Deputy Director Hu had the painting unfolded and asked Zhou Zhi to explain the details of the restoration of the scroll.

Since they were all talking behind closed doors, Zhou Zhi was more casual: "In fact, there is another very important reason why this painting can be returned. That is, we in Shuzhong sent a lot of restoration materials to the National Museum and the Palace Museum, including several types of calligraphy and painting papers from the Song Dynasty that were further imitated using the Jiajiang bamboo paper developed by Zhang Daqian, as well as Sanmian silk painting silk and wooden jacquard machine imitation Song and Ming brocade. Only then have we blocked two places. I am embarrassed to speak up."

Deputy Director Hu smiled and said: "Now these products of ours have almost become our door hammers. We have achieved success in exchanges with other local museums and cultural departments."

"The cost is still a bit high. It would be great if it could be reduced a bit." The director of the provincial museum sighed softly. Although the Yu Tang Foundation was quite generous and allocated a lot of silk paper to the provincial museum, who would complain about having too much of a good thing?

"I'm afraid there will be no solution to this problem in the short term," Zhou Zhi himself had a headache, mainly because these antique imitation materials did not require a large output. For example, after the "Five Stars Rising in the East, Bringing Good Luck to China" brocade was imitated, what else could it be used for except copying the arm unearthed in the northern border?

For example, the production and destination of many silks and papers are even strictly controlled to prevent them from entering the market and being used for counterfeiting.

If the output is not high, the cost cannot be spread out.

"Let's talk about the painting first. This painting is a world of difference compared to the previous one." Deputy Director Hu observed the scroll carefully and said, "The province is currently selecting inheritors of intangible cultural heritage. I think you are fully qualified! Isn't calligraphy and painting restoration also an intangible cultural heritage?"

"Let's leave the opportunities to those who need them and the projects that are in urgent need of rescue." Zhou Zhi sighed secretly. This year, the province finally began to take concrete actions to protect intangible cultural heritage. The provincial intangible cultural heritage inheritors who are selected will receive a subsidy of 300 yuan per month. Although this subsidy is only equivalent to a worker's salary, it is really a timely help for many craftsmen who are in difficult situations.

At this moment, Zhou Zhi was not thinking about himself, but the old man with a weird temper who made bamboo fishing rods at the dock at the north gate of Jiachuan. He didn't know whether the shop was still there under the impact of modern plexiglass rods and carbon rods.

"Ahem..." When Mai Xiaomiao saw Zhou Zhi entering this state, she knew that he was distracted again and quickly reminded him to come back.

"Oh." Zhou Zhi finally came to his senses: "Next, I will report to all leaders and comrades on this trip to the capital, the restoration work of the statue of Lady Shexiang, and the grand exhibition of ancient ethnic minority culture to be held in the National Museum later..."

After a report is finished, the portrait naturally cannot be taken away. Together with the original specimens peeled off from the original painting, except for two copies left in the National Museum and the Palace Museum for research, the rest were all handed over to the Provincial Museum.

After coming out of the Provincial Museum, Zhou Zhi turned his head and looked at this quiet place by the Huanhua Creek, feeling full of guilt towards the autonomous region.

With my own ability, I can only bring the painting back here, and I don’t think I can bring it back to the state. (End of this chapter)