Chapter 377 376 “Where did he get so much money?!”


Chapter 377 376 "Where did he get so much money?!"

The three of them sat down and started chatting, naturally about calligraphy and painting.

Fang Minghua doesn't know much about antique furniture, but he still knows a little about calligraphy and painting, especially the calligraphy and painting of Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, and Li Kuchan during the Republic of China, which is his strength.

"What, Zhang Daqian's "Jia Couple" is also in your place? And Li Kuchan's "Eagles"? Wow, the museum is such a waste of natural resources, such paintings are still for sale." Wang Shixiang heard this repeatedly sigh.

De.

I can't say it anymore. If I say that Zhang Daqian's "Love Mark Lake" and Qi Baishi's "Ink Shrimp" are also in my place, Pan Tianshou's "Kanxinshan Society Bamboo Timber Sun" is also in my place. Then, old man, are you going to scold Director Wang of the museum to death? ?

Forget it, keep a low profile.

"Xiao Fang, where did you learn this knowledge of calligraphy and painting appreciation?" Wang Shixiang asked.

"This is our old man Yan Bingchu from Xijing. I always ask him for advice on calligraphy and painting. He can be regarded as my master." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.

"Look, I guess you learned it from Yan Bingchu." Wang Shixiang said with a smile: "Although there are many cultural relics and antiques in Xijing, in the collecting world, the most famous one is Yan Bingchu. Is he in good health?"< br>


"The body is quite strong."

"Yan Bingchu is several years older than me, but he can be considered a member of the same generation. Our generation has experienced the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, New China, wars, turmoil, movements and trends. After decades of ups and downs, and now that we are old, I just hope that the treasures left by our ancestors, such as antiques, calligraphy and paintings, can be sorted out and treasured by someone, and they must not be lost again. When we are old, we rely on you. "< br>
Wang Shixiang’s words were sincere and heartfelt, and the two people who heard them were very moved.

To be honest, for Fang Minghua, the purpose of collecting these calligraphy and paintings was to increase their value. However, in the past two years, he has also developed a strong interest in appreciating these calligraphy and paintings.

Some people say that appreciating calligraphy and painting can cultivate one's sentiments. This is indeed true when you think about it. It's better than playing mahjong at night, right?

Historically, several big figures in the literary circles of Qin Province, except Lu Yao who died young, Jia Pingwa and Chen Zhongshi, all developed a strong interest in calligraphy.

Later we talked about furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, which Wang Shixiang collected the most. Ma Weidu was naturally interested, but Fang Minghua could only listen.

To be honest, he doesn't feel much about this thing.

In the afternoon, Fang Minghua saw that it was getting late and wanted to leave, but the old man asked him to stay for a meal.

“I’ll eat the mandarin fish you bought and let you have a taste of my craftsmanship!”

Wang Shixiang rushed to the kitchen excitedly. At this time, Ma Weidu looked envious: "Editor Fang, you are so proud. I have been to Wang's home many times and I have never eaten the mandarin fish he cooked!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. If you eat once today, you will have the next time." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

“Oh, you can still talk!”

Wang Shixiang’s craftsmanship is really good, and he actually served a plate of homemade bad mandarin fish with white cabbage”, superimposed with bad food The essence of fish slices and wild rice noodles, garnished with fragrant fermented rice wine, is really appetizing.

“This is what I made when I was sent to the May 7th Cadre School, and it tastes good. . "Wang Shixiang said with a smile.

"It's really good. I usually don't like to eat fish, but now my appetite is whetted." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

“Oh, I forgot, you people in Qin Province don’t like to eat fish.”

A table of dishes, with mandarin fish as the main course, accompanied by braised pork slices, braised bamboo shoots, and a Fang Minghua ate the stewed onions in a pot with great joy.

It is much better than the food in Luyuan.

After eating and sitting for a while, Fang Minghua and Ma Wei both said goodbye and left.

They parted ways at the entrance of the alley. Fang Minghua wanted to go back to Luyuan, and Ma Wei wanted to go back to Air Force compound.

"Editor Fang, let's say goodbye. In the future, I will ask you for more advice on antique calligraphy and painting." Ma Weidu said.

"I only know a little bit about calligraphy and painting. As for furniture and antiques, that's your strength." Fang Minghua said.

“Hey, I’ve only learned a little bit, and it’s far from enough. Let’s communicate more when we have time.”

“Okay, okay.”

The two broke up at the entrance of the alley, leaving their respective contact information.

Fang Minghua directly asked someone to rush back to school. It was really hard to take the bus. Sitting in front of him, with the evening breeze blowing in his face, Fang Minghua thought of today's events.

Ma Weidu is a very smart person and a good person.

Later, he made remarkable achievements in the field of collection. He also shared his collection with the public through the establishment of museums and other methods, promoting the spread and exchange of culture.

In the future, will we also establish a museum of calligraphy and painting of calligraphers and painters of the Republic of China?

Of course, not now.

There are not enough coffee spots. If you show off too much, you will get into trouble.

Besides, Ma Wei was a little excited to return to his home in the Air Force Compound.

The yellow pear wood Taishi chair from the Ming Dynasty that I bought for 153 yuan two days ago was authenticated by Wang Shixiang. I wonder how many times the price will increase in the future?

Today I went to Wang Shixiang's house for a meal. The fish was really unforgettable.

It’s just that Mr. Wang doesn’t drink.

Such a good dish without some wine made him feel that there was always something missing and it would not be satisfying.

No, after returning home, he walked around the house a few times and then picked up the phone at home. He called his buddy Wang Shuo.

At this time, Wang Shuogang and Shen Xujia had not long been married. They had nothing to do except write novels one day, so they came over by car.

At a barbecue restaurant near Gongzhufen, they ordered mutton skewers and draft beer, and the two started eating and drinking.

"Brother, what's going on? Are you getting rich? I see you're excited tonight." Wang Shuo asked as he gnawed on the mutton skewers.

“You don’t know, I went to Liulichang two days ago and bought a Taishi chair. After Mr. Wang’s appraisal, it was an authentic yellow pear wood antique from the Ming Dynasty!”

He Ma Wei After staying there for a long time, he naturally knew that the Mr. Wang Ma Weidu was talking about was Wang Shixiang, the great collector.

However, Wang Shuo had no interest in antiques at all. Seeing the proud look on the horse smell, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You are a person who likes "five horses for six sheep", blind Toss.”

Ma Weidu smiled and was not annoyed. The two of them were used to talking like this.

After taking a sip of beer, he said: "Brother, I ate the mandarin fish cooked by Wang at his home today. It tasted amazing!" , you can actually eat the mandarin fish cooked by Mr. Wang himself? "

Hey, Mr. Wang is not inviting me, but you are just here to enjoy the meal. "

"Who did you invite? It's such a big deal? "Wang Shuo continued to chew the mutton skewers and asked casually.

"You know me too."

"Me?"

"Yes, that's Fang Minghua from Xijing's "Yanhe" magazine."

"He?!" Wang Shuo I was stunned for a moment.

It took a while to calm down, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Don't worry, even if he can write something, you won't let Mr. Wang make mandarin fish for him, right?"

"Not only can he write novels, but he is also a master in the collection world! Do you know? , they have a collection of nearly 10,000 calligraphy and paintings by painters from the Republic of China like Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian and others!”

Holy shit, so many? !

Wang Shuo was completely shocked.

After a while, he calmed down and murmured something.

"Where did he get so much money?!"

(End of Chapter)

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