Chapter 82: Show me
The Qingyuan people live in a courtyard with a single courtyard.
The bricks are built to the top and the ridges are tiled. There are more than 20 houses of various types alone, with bricks and corridors connecting the doors of each house.
There is a courtyard wall in the middle of the courtyard that divides the entire courtyard into an inner courtyard. There is a goldfish pond in the middle of the outer courtyard. The water in the pond has been frozen, like a clear mirror. Several goldfish are planted next to the pond. The leaves of the pear tree have long since withered, and the bare and lush branches reveal a different kind of sadness.
Chu Heng followed the old man through the moon gate to the backyard with eyes full of envy, and went straight into the spacious main room in the middle.
There was a fire kang in the room, and an elegant old woman with small feet was sitting cross-legged on the kang to collect the soles of her shoes. Her surname was Guo, and she was the old man's daughter-in-law. Her name was unknown, and the old man did not introduce her.
Beside the woman, there is a woman in her twenties, who is... breastfeeding the baby.
He didn’t shy away from people. When he saw Chu Heng coming in, he just raised his head and said hello politely, and then continued his work.
Chu Heng glanced at the three-inch feet of the old man's wife, and then uncontrollably glanced at the child in the young woman's arms.
This baby is really fair and quite tall.
After a few polite words with the old man and his wife, Chu Heng was pulled by the old man into the small door cut out of the east wall of the room and went to the study next door.
Oops!
He couldn't look away when he came in.
The old man’s study is not small, with an area of more than thirty square meters. To the east is a row of mahogany museum shelves, with various porcelain, bonsai and strange stones arranged in different directions. To the north is a large bookshelf. It is also made of mahogany, and is filled with various books, most of which are thread-bound.
Chu Heng stepped forward and took a look. The extremely hypnotic ancient book titles made him dizzy.
"Daily Miscellaneous Characters", "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Book of Songs", "Book of Books", "Book of Rites", "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals", "Guanwen Guanzhi", "Dong" Xuanzi's Royal Secret Records".
Huh?
Chu Heng blinked and said that he had never heard of the last one and wanted to learn from it.
There is also a huge mahogany bookcase in front of the bookshelf. In addition to the four treasures of the study, there are also many supporting items such as a pen holder, a pen washer, an ink bed, an inkstone, a water table, an armrest, a paperweight, and a seal.
Looks awesome.
There are also several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the west wall. One of the paintings Chu Heng recognized was a painting of flowers and birds in Xugu in the Qing Dynasty, which was full of charm.
There are also two official hat chairs and a square table placed under the wall. There are blue and white teapots and tea bowls on them. Judging from the shape and glaze color, they seem to be from the Qing Dynasty.
"Come on, come on, sit down." The old man enthusiastically pulled him to sit on the official hat chair, wiped his body and picked up the blue and white teapot and went to the main room: "You sit down first, I will make some tea. "
Chu Heng could not sit still after entering the treasure house. After the old man left, he stood up and went to the museum shelf and took a look at the various objects on it. Finally, he picked up a pastel fish-pattern vase and looked at it carefully. Finally, he smacked his lips and sighed: "It's so beautiful."
After a while, the old man came back with the teapot and placed it on the square table. After getting there, he took out an old copper incense burner with paste, and prepared to drink tea, smell the incense and appreciate the treasures with the new friend in front of him.
While he was busy, the prodigal over there held a blue and white pastel bowl of flowers and turned it over, admiring: "Master, your Qianlong bowl of flowers is really beautiful. Is it passed down from your ancestors?"
< br>The smile on Qingyuan's face suddenly froze. He glanced at the small bowl imitated by the Republic of China in his hand, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"It's... not bad." The old man responded dryly, silently collected the piece of agarwood he just took out, turned around and walked to the museum shelf, and took out a doucai gold plate from the Guangxu period. Give it to that guy and torture him: "Come on, Xiao Chu, give me This is dated."
Chu Heng took it and looked at it a few times, but he was a little unsure. The base of this plate is from Chenghua, and everything from the shape to the decoration is the same. Ming Chenghua is quite similar, but the fetal quality is somewhat similar to Kangxi's.
After thinking about it for a while, he tentatively asked: "Is Kangxi imitating Chenghua?" Look at that."
Chu Heng glanced at it a few times and said, "Qianlong's?"
"Hiss!"
The old man's teeth were hurting, and the look in Chu Heng's eyes made him confused. It's like looking at a piece of cake!
He finally understood, how could the guy in front of him be a fellow student? He was clearly just a half-hearted fool!
But with such a quick glance, he picked up a piece of Ru porcelain azure glaze that made him drool!
Do you think this is annoying?
Chu Heng didn’t even think about pretending to be generous. After putting the things back, he admitted with a smile: “Hey, don’t test me anymore. I only have half a bucket of water, so I won’t follow you. This is embarrassing.”
“You are self-aware.”
The old man smacked his teeth furiously a few times, sat down on the chair, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea. He looked at him in surprise: "Xiao Chu, since you know that you have poor eyesight, how can you still do it?" If you dare to get into this business, are you afraid of being tricked one day? Let me tell you, the water in this antique business is quite deep, and it’s also dirty.”
"Then I have to dig in." Chu Heng walked over and sat down, picked up the celadon tea bowl and took a sip, sharing his experience of being deceived in his previous life: "Setting people up is nothing more than taking advantage of people's greed. , As long as I’m not greedy for the treasure and don’t pay for it, what can I do?”
When Qingyuan heard this, he rolled his eyes at him and said: “ Then you are just kidding! You can pick it up when you go out without spending money?" "Have you forgotten how I got the green glaze that day?" Chu Heng smiled proudly and took out the item. He handed a cigarette to the old man, lit another one for himself, and gestured: "Hey, I'll go to the entrusted store to buy some. I don't even squat in front of the cultural relics store. I buy them for a few cents." If you pick up broken bowls and broken bottles, you will make money. If you pick them up, it will be like buying firecrackers and they will go off. I don’t feel bad at all.” I've seen them all before, but this is the first time I see you like this." Then Qingyuan was even happier, and suddenly felt that this slut was quite interesting, he was really a clever little guy.
The key is that he still recognizes himself clearly. He picked up a big leak with his front foot, and he is not arrogant or impetuous with his back foot. He keeps doing what he needs to do.
If it had been anyone else, she would have gone to heaven.
Chu Heng did not forget the purpose of his trip. He puffed on a cigarette and urged: "Master, hurry up and show me your treasure. I have to go back to work later."< br>
“Yes, I I’ll give it to you so that you can learn a lot.”
Na Qingyuan stood up with a smile, first took out two scrolls of ancient paintings from the cabinet under the bookshelf, and then took out a Yuan Dynasty painting. The blue and white plum jar is placed on the desk.
Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stood up and walked forward.
The old man was also a good teacher. He knew that this guy couldn’t tell much about his skills, so he stood aside and explained to him. First he talked about the characteristics of the blue and white flowers of the Yuan Dynasty, and then he talked about two ancient paintings. The skills and techniques of calligraphy and painting.
It was very clear and transparent, without any hidden secrets, but it really benefited Chu Heng a lot.
(End of this chapter)