Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 172 I'm Afraid I'll Break Your Dad

"Are you studying the Yue King Goujian sword?"

"Why are you studying it?"

"What's the matter, are you tired of making jade?"

Zhang Zhengde asked a little dumbfounded.

He hasn’t seen Qin Luo for a while.

However, the legend of Qin Luo has always been circulating in the world.

From purple sand to porcelain and then to jade, although they come in one continuous line, the span is still quite large.

Ordinary craftsmen, even masters, can be proficient in one or two fields in a lifetime, which is considered to be a master first and then a master.

And Qin Luo...

Cleared the jade again.

What is the concept of the gold medal in the Zigang Cup?
Let's put it this way, it's almost the concept of "adding a zero".

For an ordinary jade carver who is not yet well-known, if he originally made a piece of jade, he could sell it for 5 yuan.

Then, after winning the gold medal in the Zigang Cup, the same piece of jade can be sold for 50 yuan.

Now on Qin Luo's auction website, the prices of the jade articles he sold before have already gone crazy.

Although, because the original price is relatively high, the unit price may not increase so high, ten times cannot be reached, but doubling it is still completely fine.

Even the most common narcissus jade hairpin was sold to a female fan at cost price because of her soft heart.

The current price has also increased by five 10,000+.

This is less than two or three months.

It is equivalent to earning back a car every month on average.

This is real "fan welfare."

It doesn't depend on anything else, it all depends on Qin Luo working hard enough and being strong enough.

however……

Even so, Qin Luo was still dissatisfied, and still wanted to toss, and now he focused on the sword again.

Zhang Zhengde was really speechless.

At this time, Qin Luo was in the library, and it was not convenient for him to speak, and he was afraid that others would hear him, so he didn't say the specific reason, but lowered his voice and said: "Don't ask so many questions, if you know anyone, introduce someone to me. It's best It is of a relatively high level, with excellent character.”

Zhang Zhengde was silent for a moment, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I will help you find out. I am not very familiar with the Hubei Provincial Museum, but I have acquaintances in the Forbidden City, and the archaeological circle is not big. Wait a minute, I will give you about half an hour later." message back."

"Row."

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for you."

Qin Luo nodded and hung up the phone.

While waiting patiently, he continued to look at the Yue King Goujian sword.

To be honest, I feel a little conflicted right now.

I hope I am wrong.

But, if I'm not mistaken, what's going on here...?
Qin Luo's curiosity has really reached the extreme.

A staff member came up to remind that the viewing time is up. If you need to watch it again, please go to the back and queue up for the second time.

There are still too many people who want to see this sword.

All receptions need to be booked in advance.

Everyone's sword watching time is only 5 minutes.

Qin Luo nodded silently, left the booth for the time being, and looked at other things.

It's just that the interest is a little low.

……

A hall in front is where some souvenirs are sold.

This kind of area is also standard for museums.

Belongs to derivatives consumption.

Make money.

Not shabby.

Tourists also have this need.

Walking around inside, Qin Luo suddenly saw that there was a modern craft replica of the Yue King Goujian Sword for sale.

From the looks of it, it looks pretty good.

There is an introductory pamphlet next to it.

This replica is a large-scale imitation started by the Hubei Provincial Bronze Art Research Institute, the National Museum, the National Foundry Association and other departments. The one-time out-of-print production is 2500, and the price is 19800.

The price of nearly 1000 yuan, in fact, for this sword... the material is estimated to be at most [-] yuan.

The rest is all craft and culture money.

Of course, this is made by modern assembly lines.

The clerk saw Qin Luo standing in front of the sword with a bit of nobility, so he leaned forward and smiled.

"Sir, are you interested in swords?"

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

"Can I get started?"

She made a gesture of invitation, and handed over a pair of disposable cotton gloves: "Of course, please."

It's just a replica after all.

Only when you feel good about it will you be able to make a deal.

Putting on the gloves, Qin Luo casually picked up the sword and observed it carefully.

This sword is a complete 1:1 replica.

The Goujian Sword of the King of Yue is 55.7 cm long, the handle is 8.4 cm long, and 4.6 cm wide. The head of the sword is in the shape of a hoop. .

What it should have, this replica sword has it all.

Moreover, the feeling of getting started is very good.

It's just... no opening.

"Who built this?"

Qin Luo asked curiously.

The clerk introduced with a smile: "It's Master Xu Zhichong. Master Xu is an archaeologist and a member of a family of cold weapons. Since he was in his twenties, he has determined to make a sword like Goujian, the king of Yue."

"After more than 20 years of painstaking research, at the age of 46, a batch of replicas were finally successfully reproduced."

"Although modern craftsmanship is used, this sword has been restored and created a lot of traditional craftsmanship. For example, the eight characters on the sword are the restored ancient techniques, the lost wax method."

The clerks are so precious.

Xu Zhichong.

Qin Luo remembered the name, nodded to her with a smile, and then prepared to spend money to buy one.

2 yuan is not a lot of money.

After payment.

Qin Luo took the sword and left for the time being.

He was going to go back and polish it.

To a certain extent, the craftsmanship of this sword has certain reference and reference significance for me.

Although it is cast by a modern machine tool, it can be regarded as a high-quality imitation.

In terms of material, it is almost the same as the original.

Copper-tin alloy, as well as some sulfur, and other trace elements.

……

After walking out of the gate of the museum, getting into the car, and driving towards the hotel, Zhang Zhengde called.

"Brother Luo, hello, deputy curator, the person in charge of the bronze wares is called Zeng Yue, and he is currently an expert at the level of Taishan Beidou in China."

"Mr. Zeng has a more cheerful personality. He is currently a professor of the Department of Archeology at Wuhan University. You can go and visit him. Mr. Zeng likes jade carving. With your craftsmanship, you can bring a welcome gift."

"I'll send you the call now, and the matter has been greeted."

Zhang Zhengde said with a smile.

Qin Luo immediately nodded, thanked and agreed.

After getting this call, Qin Luodang immediately dialed to communicate with Mr. Zeng.

This old professor is indeed very cheerful and easy to talk to. Dang even agrees that we can meet and chat at a teahouse near Wuhan University tomorrow afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Luo could not help showing a smile.

This feeling is still pretty good.

Tracing the stories behind the cultural relics, there is an inexplicable feeling of decryption.

……

After returning to the hotel.

Qin Luo first checked the information about the maker of this replica, Xu Zhichong.

As a person with a name and surname, there are still a lot of public information on the Internet.

Find out soon.

This person is mainly engaged in the related engraving industry of Goujian Sword of the King of Yue. The company is not small, and he can almost be said to be a representative figure in this field.

Qin Luo saw their company's address and phone number on the Internet, so he called to ask, is it possible to visit?

If it is convenient, is it possible to visit Mr. Xu himself?
The front desk seems to have seen these things a lot.

Temporarily declined.

Reluctantly, Qin Luo had no choice but to reveal his identity, saying that he is a newly promoted "craft artist" in China, "a person interviewed by CCTV documentaries", "a gold medalist in the Zigang Cup", "a craftsman with hundreds of millions of dollars in one piece of work", " A big V with nearly [-] million fans on the whole network"...

The voice at the front desk stuttered a bit, and after asking for instructions, they also agreed, saying that Mr. Xu would be in the company until eight o'clock tonight.

Get it done.

hang up the phone.

Qin Luo couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Is that what you mean?

……

Qin Luo didn't waste time. He had to see Mr. Zeng tomorrow, so he had a chat with Xu Zhichong first today.

Go straight to his company.

When I arrived, I saw the boss drinking tea with a few people in the office suite.

This is a middle-aged man who looks to be about 50 years old, with a strong body, but his hair is gray, and his temperament is very bold, with a kind of temperament.

For Qin Luo's visit, he showed considerable enthusiasm.

Made tea.

Invitation to sit down.

Several other people seemed to be subordinates. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they got up and left one after another, leaving room for the two of them to talk.

"Why is Mr. Qin suddenly interested in Goujian, the king of Yue?"

"This sword is not ordinary. I have studied it all my life, but I dare not say that I understand it."

"It's just that I know the destiny at fifty, I guess I won't understand it through research in my life."

Xu Zhichong said with a smile, somewhat open-minded.

A look of interest appeared on Qin Luo's face.

"Oh?"

"How to say?"

"The mysteries that have been made public so far are indeed yet to be understood. However, since you can do it, you should have a unique point of view."

Qin Luo praised it.

Xu Zhichong waved his hand.

"What is public is only public. If it is not public, it cannot be public."

"Just as an example, this sword, at certain times, will make a sound similar to that of a sword, especially late at night. Physics says it is resonance or something, but I think it is nonsense. This thing, it has a soul .”

Qin Luo: ...

have to.

It's back to the realm of metaphysics.

However, it seems that many archaeologists believe in these things.

This means knowing more, but not knowing more.

Lost "rarely confused".

"I heard that this sword is divided into male and female. Now the female sword is on display, and the male sword is still in the National Expo. I don't know...?"

Qin Luo asked more.

Xu Zhichong nodded slightly with solemn eyes.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Male and female don't meet, but when they meet, there will be blood."

"My father was one of the experts in the excavation of the tomb. In this archaeological team, all the members who got the two swords at the same time died one after another in the days that followed, and some of them were still in their prime."

"In those days, no one dared to spread such a thing, but it did exist."

"It is said that there is some kind of pharaoh's curse on the pyramid abroad, and these two swords are not guaranteed."

Hearing this, Qin Luo was a little stunned for a moment.

The more I said it, the more mysterious it became.

I don't know whether it's true or not.

This may have been deliberately made up by a businessman like Xu Zhichong in order to increase the legendary color of this sword.

Of course, it could also be true.

It's just that I can't judge myself.

"I also heard that this sword was forged by a swordsmith using the blood of living people. What do you think?"

Qin Luo didn't refute him either.

Instead, continue to insinuate.

Since this person has been studying for more than 20 years, whether it is right or wrong, he must have some experience.

Even if it's just a detour, it can provide myself with a lot of reference.

When Xu Zhichong heard this, he took a sip of tea, smiled and waved his hands.

"Who knows?"

"It should be true."

"When I was young, I tried it, believed it, and experimented with all kinds of blood, pig blood, dog blood, chicken blood, donkey blood... Damn, I got some human blood one year, of course , the kind taken from the blood bank, but... it's useless."

"It's all dead blood."

"I have also tried using live chickens, live sheep, and live cattle... It seems that the quality of the sword made is a little better. However, after scientific testing, it is still because some trace elements are incorporated into it, and it has nothing to do with those messy things. "

really……

He has traveled all these wrong paths.

Qin Luo fell silent for a while.

After sorting out my thoughts, I continued to ask questions.

"Then how did you make the ones you imitated later? How much of the original version do you think?"

Xu Zhichong smiled, and even felt a little sneering.

"German machine tools."

"CNC casting."

"As for the percentage...[-]%."

"That one was cast in batches, and the quality is still average."

"Come on, let me show you something good."

As he said that, he seemed to be interested, got up, opened a door behind him, and suddenly revealed a rather luxurious weapon rack.

At the top, there is a Goujian sword of the king of Yue.

Slowly, he pulled out the sword, and Xu Zhichong lightly placed it on a porcelain teacup next to him. With a soft ding, the sharp blade directly cut the porcelain cup in half like cutting tofu. .

The incision is extremely smooth, with no cracks or burrs.

and……

When cutting, he uses almost no force.

This means that the edge of the sword itself has reached a terrifying level.

Perhaps, compared to the real Yue King Gou Jianjian, he doesn't give way too much.

I thought about it.

Qin Luo opened his bag.

He took out the dagger that he made out of CPM3V material, and took a teacup, and put it on it gently.

same.

This teacup was also broken from it and split into two halves, like cutting tofu.

Xu Zhichong glanced at him.

Suddenly laughed: "My set of teacups is 300 million yuan per cup, remember to pay for it later."

Qin Luo:? ? ?
He froze for a moment, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I just make porcelain, you, 300 yuan, I'll make you a dozen."

The two looked at each other.

They couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, smiling and looking at each other, they are all a little moved.

"If you can polish CPM3V to this level, you can be considered this."

Xu Zhichong gave a thumbs up.

Qin Luo also smiled and said: "You can make the copper-tin alloy like this, so do you. Titanium is also added in it?"

"Ok?"

"How did you see that?"

Xu Zhichong asked curiously.

Qin Luo pursed his lips.

"Feel."

Xu Zhichong laughed: "The feeling is still very sharp, so guess what, besides titanium, what else did I add?"

He turned the sword upside down, with the hilt facing the person, and handed the sword to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo reached out and took it.

Observe carefully, close your eyes gently, and feel for a moment.

Then suddenly opened.

There was a hint of shock and horror in his eyes.

"bone meal!"

"You added bone meal!"

Qin Luo lost his voice for the first time.

Isn't this Nima too perverted?
Most likely it's a human bone.

And, more like ashes.

Xu Zhichong was also stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Qin Luo could really guess it.

For a moment, the air in the office was inexplicably a little strange and solemn.

After a while.

Xu Zhichong smiled wryly: "It seems that you are really a big expert. That's right, it's bone meal, to be precise, it's ashes, it belongs to my father, it's the old man's last wish."

"The old man has studied the Yue King Goujian sword all his life. This is his last wish."

"My late father's original idea was—the cremator, the high temperature of thousands of degrees, there is still powder left in the end, then this thing, the hardness..."

Qin Luo: ...

It's crazy enough.

The two fell silent again.

"However, you, I don't understand it. CPM3V is indeed high in strength and tough, but how did you polish it to this level?"

"A machine definitely can't do it."

"Only by hand."

"Handwork is also difficult, anyway, I can't do it."

"How about... touch it?"

Xu Zhichong took Qin Luo's dagger, played with it, and murmured.

Qin Luo's sharp Adam's apple twitched.

Although the next sentence was very impolite, Qin Luo couldn't help but said, "Farewell, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Xu Zhichong sneered.

Qin Luo licked his lips, hesitated again and again, and said cautiously: "I'm afraid I'll break your father."

Xu Zhichong:?

……

……

(End of this chapter)