Fang Zongtang: "Is there anyone else in his family?"
Zhang Xingzu quickly said, "Yes, he has a grandfather at home. I heard he was a master of silk painting."
Understood.
Liu Jin's grandfather should be the person she is looking for.
She took out the shredded thangka, called Zhang Xingzu, and went to Qingshui Street to look for someone.
When we found Liu Jin's home, Liu Jin's grandfather was teaching Liu Jin how to repair silk painting.
"You are still too impatient. Restoration requires concentration. If you can't sit still, even if you learn it reluctantly, you won't be able to master it!"
Liu Jin said impatiently, "Grandpa, what's the point of learning these things? People don't recognize these things anymore."
Grandpa Liu Jin sighed and said: "The situation is getting better and better now. Our family's craft cannot be lost in your and my hands. If you can't go back to Liulichang in the future, let your children go back. Take my ashes back. Our roots are there."
Liu Jin started to complain again: "You always say this. I know our family lives in Liulichang and I know your name is Juanhua Liu. It's been so many years, who else remembers it except us!"
When she heard Juanhua Liu's footsteps walking out, she immediately raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Liu Jin's voice followed closely.
"Grandpa, don't move, I'll go open the door!"
When Liu Jin opened the door and saw who it was, his heart skipped a beat.
"Grandpa, he's my friend." Liu Jin closed the door with his backhand.
Judging from Liu Jin’s reaction, his grandfather was unaware of the imperial edict.
"How did you find this place?" Liu Jin asked hurriedly.
Fang Zongtang: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to look for you!"
Either look for him or look for his grandfather.
When Liu Jin looked at Fang Zongtao, his eyes immediately changed and his tone became fierce.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
Zhang Xingzu sneered: "Boy, don't flatter yourself. I, Zongtang, came to your grandfather to repair something!"
Liu Jin didn't believe it at all.
He had just gone to sell the imperial edict and they came to him right after. How could it be such a coincidence?
Fang Zongtang stepped forward and pushed Liu Jin aside.
"If you don't want your grandfather to know, just shut up!"
Liu Jin was thrown against the wall. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Zongtao had already pushed the door open.
"Is Juanhua Liu at home?"
Silk Painting Liu Zheng was looking down at the silk painting repaired by his grandson. When he heard Fang Zongtang's voice, he immediately looked up.
"Who are you?"
Fang Zongtang asked Zhang Xingzu to take out the thangka.
"I came to you because I want you to see where this thangka came from and to repair it!"
Silk Painting Liu turned his gaze to the thangka that Zhang Xingzu took out.
"This thangka was made in the late Qing Dynasty and is very common in Tibet. It is not worth repairing. Are you sure you want to repair it?"
She was a little disappointed when she heard the answer, but she asked again without giving up: "Is there nothing special about it? For example, where it was produced, and where it was circulated?"
Silk Painting Liu immediately said: "Do you think I'm a god? I can tell it has been soaked in water. Even if there were some traces left before, they have been washed away by the water!"
Disappointed again.
Silk Painting Liu: "Are you still planning to repair it?"
She nodded directly: "How much does it cost to repair it?"
Silk Painting Liu thought for a moment and said, "A lot of threads have been pulled out of this. If I want to repair it better, it will cost 50,000 yuan!"
Wow~
He's better at bidding than her.
Silk Painting Liu: "I am the only one who knows the dyes to be used and the method of dyeing the cloth."
"Okay, no problem. After it's repaired, send it to Lao Xingtang. Your grandson knows the address!"
Liu the Silk Painting said yes.
She was very interested in the Liulichang that Liu the Silk Painting Artist mentioned, so she asked Zhang Xingzu to take Liu Jin to buy vegetables while she had a good chat with Liu the Silk Painting Artist.