Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 5 Popular Folding Chairs

11-way has the benefits of 11-way.

Along the way, you can enjoy the scenery of the streets of Beijing.

It is not easy for future generations to see such authentic Beijing ancient buildings.

Although it has preserved a lot, it has also lost its current taste.

Dashilan is an old commercial street in Beijing.

There is a morning market here.

Everything for sale!

There are also many nearby farmers who come to buy vegetables and sell mountain goods.

The most important thing is that many things here do not need tickets!
Therefore, many nearby residents will come early to buy food and groceries.

Zhang Junping thought that he had come early enough, but when he arrived at Dashilar, the Dashilar Commercial Street was already full of people and it was very lively.

Zhang Junping had just arrived at the place where he set up his stall the day before yesterday. Before he could stand still, a thin middle-aged man wearing glasses rushed up to him and grabbed his arm, "Master Zhang, you It's coming!"

Zhang Junping was startled by the middle-aged man rushing over suddenly, took a step back, avoiding the middle-aged man's hand, "Comrade, what do you do?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man also felt that his actions were a little reckless and quickly apologized.

"I'm Aunt Wang's son, my name is Wang Bin!

You repaired furniture for my house the day before yesterday, and even took away a carload of wood! "

"Oh! Brother Wang, hello!
Are you looking for me? "

Zhang Junping murmured in his heart, could it be because of that cart of wood?

Came here to find the back account?

If it's really because of the wood, it's a big deal to return the wood to the other party.

Although the wood is valuable, it is impossible to quarrel with the other party for a carload of wood.

He eats by craftsmanship, not wood.

Wood can only be said to be the icing on the cake.

It is better to have, and it is not impossible to eat without it.

Zhang Junping made up his mind and looked at the middle-aged man calmly.

"Master Zhang, do you still want wood?" The middle-aged man asked eagerly.

"What's the matter? Big brother still has this kind of wood?" Zhang Junping was stunned for a moment. The middle-aged man didn't ask for the back account, but came to deliver wood to himself?

Do you want?
For sure!
Although in Zhang Junping's mind, craftsmanship is more important than wood.

But it does not exclude good wood!
Good wood is such a thing, the more the better!

"Oh, no!
Well, I mean, do you repair old furniture? "The middle-aged man also realized that what he said was a little off topic, and quickly corrected it.

"Repair old furniture?"

Zhang Junping was taken aback by the question. Didn't he repair old furniture for his house the day before yesterday?

Seeing Zhang Junping's puzzled eyes, the middle-aged man explained again: "That, I mean furniture that is older than those in my house!"

"You mean old furniture from the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China?" Zhang Junping asked after thinking for a while.

The Eight Immortals table in his house was before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it was older than that, that is, it was in the Ming, Qing, and Republic of China periods.

"Yep!

I think the Eight Immortals table you repaired for our family is very good, so I want to ask, do you know how to repair old furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties? "

"meeting!"

"Great!

Little comrade, let me introduce myself, I am the head of the Tianqiao second-hand goods station. My name is Wang Bin, the son of Aunt Wang!

That's right, we have a lot of old furniture in our thrift store, and there are all kinds of damage. I would like to ask you to help us repair the furniture! "Wang Bin said his request in one breath.

Well, I really think of myself as a furniture repairer.

However, repairing ancient furniture in Ming and Qing Dynasties was a good job, which made Zhang Junping very excited.

In later generations, a set of Ming and Qing antique furniture can easily cost hundreds of millions. Even if Zhang Junping is a top wood artist, he is not so extravagant that Ming and Qing antique furniture can be dismantled and manipulated casually.

In later generations, how did those imitated Ming and Qing furniture imitate them?
Holding a photo of the furniture, or looking at the real furniture, holding a ruler and making gestures, pondering slowly, half reasoning, half imaginary to imitate.

Basically, no one is willing to disassemble the furniture and study it.

Now, to have the opportunity to get close contact with the antique furniture of Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it is disassembled, you can play as you want, this is definitely Zhang Junping's dream.

He believes that after a period of research, in the field of wood artisans, it is absolutely possible to perfectly restore and replicate ancient furniture in Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Going further in the future, becoming the world's top carpenter is not a dream!

A carpenter is a combination of carpenter and woodcarving.

A good carpenter is not necessarily a good woodcarver, and a good woodcarver is not necessarily a good carpenter.

However, a good carpenter must be a good carpenter plus a good woodcarver.

"Okay!" Zhang Junping resisted his heartbeat and simply agreed.

"Okay, when will Master Zhang go? I don't know how to calculate the maintenance fee?
Do you still use this wood to cover the maintenance cost? "Wang Bin asked politely.

This is why Wang Bin asked Zhang Junping if he wanted wood.

"Tomorrow! I have to set up a stall today. I just made some folding chairs yesterday!

When I sell these folding chairs, I will follow you! As Zhang Junping said, he showed Wang Bin the folding chair on his back.

"Master Xiao Zhang just made this? It's really good!" After seeing the folding chair made by Zhang Junping, Wang Bin confirmed that the decision to ask Zhang Junping to repair the furniture was not wrong.

From the small to the big, although the folding chair is simple in shape, the level of craftsmanship can still be seen from the workmanship of the folding chair.

The small folding chair is completely handmade, without a single nail, without a trace of glue, and the mortise and tenon joints fit tightly together.

It looks small, but not slender.

"Master Zhang, how much are you going to sell this folding chair for?"

"A dollar a piece!"

"Well, I want all five of your folding chairs!" Wang Bin simply bought Zhang Junping's folding chairs.

These five folding chairs are really beautiful and can be used at home.

In the early 80s, it was an era when you had to buy a ticket for everything.

Not to mention furniture, even the firewood for the pot must be purchased with a ticket.

The late 70s and 80s were the peak period for educated youth returning to the city.

Many educated youths returning to the city are already 23, or even 24, belonging to older unmarried youths.

Therefore, following the peak period of returning to the city, the marriage shortage and the peak marriage period come.

This has created a further shortage of furniture.

Therefore, Zhang Junping's folding chair is really not worried about selling, it is definitely a hundred times better than wood carving.

"Comrade, how could you do this!
You bought it all at once, what should we do? Before Zhang Junping could speak, someone beside him was unhappy.

Zhang Junping carrying a folding chair on his back attracted the attention of some people, but he did not know whether Zhang Junping sold it or bought it.

Now that I heard that it is sold, it is natural to have a quick hand and a slow hand.

As a result, before they could speak, Wang Bin was about to end up with the pot. Several people who wanted to buy it were naturally unhappy and protested one after another.

Zhang Junping himself did not expect that his folding chair would be so popular.

Several folding chairs of Zhang Junping were snapped up by several passers-by in less than 2 minutes.

Wang Bin, who was the first to ask for it, didn't get any of them.

Looking at the money in his hand, Zhang Junping was a little dazed.

A lot of money, all gross receipts, he didn't know how much.

Anyway, a few women shoved the money into his hands and snatched the folding chair away.

He really couldn't figure it out, how about a few folding chairs?

I don't know, I thought it was pork without meat tickets, or soybean oil and peanut oil without oil tickets.

It's just crazy.

However, the crazy crowd did not disperse because the folding chairs were sold out, they still surrounded Zhang Junping.

"Anything else? I want two!"

"I want five!"

There were quite a few people holding up money and shouting that they wanted to stuff it into Zhang Junping's hands.

How dare Zhang Junping take it, he can only shout back and say, "Brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, there are no more folding chairs!"

"Little comrade, how come you have only a few folding chairs?"

"Little comrade, you folding chair, do you still have it tomorrow?

I want four! "

"I want six!"

The few who didn't get it gathered around Zhang Junping and asked if there were any more tomorrow.

"This eldest sister, I made these a few yesterday, tomorrow..."

"Master Zhang!" When Wang Bin heard that Zhang Junping would promise to sell folding chairs tomorrow, he became anxious and grabbed Zhang Junping to pull him aside.

"Hey! Hey! How can you comrade do this?"

"That is, do you still have any quality?"

"Look at your Sven, how can you do this?"

Wang Bin's actions angered a group of people who had not bought folding chairs and were surrounding Zhang Junping.

Began to besiege Wang Bin.

"Brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, this is my friend!

Let's talk about something else!
As for the folding chairs, I'll still be here tomorrow morning! "Zhang Junping hastened to help Wang Bin out of the siege.

After finally reassuring everyone, Zhang Junping followed Wang Bin to the side.

Wang Bin smiled bitterly in his heart, I would rather you don't help me.

Let them keep besieging me!

In Wang Bin's mind, the folding chairs are not important, the most important thing is to repair the ancient furniture of Ming and Qing Dynasties.

If this promises to make folding chairs for everyone, how can there be time to repair furniture?

Wang Bin has a better understanding of the shortage of furniture than Zhang Junping.

Whether Zhang Junping can be invited to repair the furniture is a major event related to his career.

Yesterday, Wang Bin took a special day off and waited for Zhang Junping at Dashilar for a day.

This matter also starts with the Eight Immortals Table that Zhang Junping repaired to his family.

Aunt Wang didn't understand, but only knew that Zhang Junping's Eight Immortals table was strong and didn't shake at all.

However, as the deputy head of the second-hand goods station, Wang Bin often deals with old furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Although he does not know carpenters, he can see how good or bad it is.

The Eight Immortals table repaired by Zhang Junping only added a chuck tenon, and the entire Eight Immortals table looks much better than before.

It wasn't that Aunt Wang said that he didn't even recognize that this was the Eight Immortals table that he had been using for decades.

According to what Aunt Wang said, the table was heightened and stitched together.

However, no matter how Ren Wangbin checked, he could not see any trace of heightened splicing.

Shaking vigorously, the Eight Immortals Table, which was shaking violently, did not move at all.

Just like new!
This skill surprised Wang Bin.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

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