Now that the demolition here is going to be demolished, the compensation for demolition is not enough for the three generations of Chen, the grandparents and grandchildren to buy another house, so they thought about selling the items from their ancestors.

According to Lao Chen, my ancestors were unwilling to watch their descendants sleep on the streets underground, right?

While saying that, the old Chen was moved by the scene, she wiped tears. She found a erhu from that corner and sang: "I am like a sad geese in the sky, I am like a dragon swimming in the shallow beach, I am like a fish swallowing a hook line, I am like a boat that lost its rudder in the waves. After thinking about it, my heartbroken heart, how can I look forward to tomorrow tonight..."

This is actually Wang Guifen's "Wen Zhaoguan". The word is straight and the voice is vigorous, and the tone is mellow and profound, and the singing style is quite as stylish as Master Wang.

Erhu's master has a strong foundation. He can't play so skillfully in just a few decades. He always listens to it stupidly. What are you here today?

"Hi, hey, I said to Master Chen, your play is really good. Let's sing it later..."

I listened with my head down for a while. Seeing that this guy had the intention of singing a short play, Chang Xian couldn't help but speak out.

Although this Peking Opera is a little fresh, he must manage his goal after all.

"Don't sing well?"

Old Chen was singing vigorously, but he was interrupted by Chang Xian and looked a little unhappy.

"I have listened to Wang Fengqing's original singing seriously. Let me tell you that although the source of this drama is Cheng Changgeng, it was later recognized that the best one was Wang Guifen. Wang Guifen later passed the drama to his apprentice Wang Fengqing. Nowadays, there are not many people who have heard of it..."

"Hey, how can you do it? Your ability is not a fan. You must be a part of the troupe! But, I said, Master Chen, I'm here today, there's something serious about it..."

Chang Xian was a little embarrassed. In the ears of people of their age, the Peking Opera was similar to the operas sung in foreign theaters. The eyes looked lively and couldn't understand a word in their ears.

Whether you are talking about Cheng or Wang, he really can't tell the difference between the top and bottom, Zi Chou Yin and Mao.

...

"Then what are you doing today?"

Master Chen seemed to have reacted at this moment: "What do you call this big brother?"

Old Chen's words made Chang Xian amused.

This man is called "Maoer" when he puts the capital, and he is called "Harry Oil" when he puts the Hunan province.

It was not unfair to say anything. After sitting down and chatting for a long time, the old man actually thought he was here to listen to his opera.

He said patiently, "I said, Master Chen, my surname is Chang, just call me Xiao Chang. I heard that you want to get some old objects here, so I rushed over from the city to see your things..."

"Oh, Xiao Chang, look at my memory, why did you forget this..."

Old Chen slapped his bald head with his big hand on his face, looking like he suddenly realized.

"Master Chen, you see that you are still boiling medicine and are very busy. Otherwise, you can take out the things quickly..."

Chang Xian was a little confused. Is this old Chen really confused or is he calculating?

If these are all arranged, then the scene, props, lighting and the actor's acting skills are hard to say whether they can be selected for the Oscars. Those who participate in the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers will definitely be a strong competitor.

When Master Chen heard Chang Xian's words, he smiled and said, "Hey, I said Xiao Chang, aren't you sitting there just objects..."

Chang Xian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and quickly stood up and looked at the chair under his butt.

As expected, it was Zhang Zhengzong Huanghuali's chair, and it was Zhang Si's official hat chair.

Under the shadow of the copper coins, the positioning of the two chairs is undoubtedly revealed.

...

The so-called "something is the traditional name of folk carpentry.

It refers to the chair that is on both ends of the head and the front ends of the left and right armrests, from vulgar to elegant. Now this is the standard name for such chairs.

In addition to being a little bitch, the official hat chair also has a "something" such as being a little bitch, not a little bitch.

There was a seat cushion on the chair just now, but Chang Xian didn't pay attention. Now he took the cushion away and observed it carefully.

This Huanghuali official hat chair has thin components and high curvature.

The chair is rarely carved and fully utilizes the advantages of Huanghuali material. The wood is hard and moist, the color is neither quiet nor noisy, and the texture is hidden or visible. Only one embossed pattern is built on the board, surrounded by two clouds and two dragons. Another part is a small cloud is carved on the tin of the pot door-style rolled mouth.

It is a typical Ming-style furniture that is not skillful, and it is a combination of movement and stillness.

Experts all know that curved and thin components must be made of thick wood to dig out. In other words, this chair could have been quite thick and thick, but on the basis of large and unchanging, it was not hesitant to waste any effort and cut it into a special effect of thin and gentleness.

...

"Yes, this chair opens the door..."

After observing for a while, Chang Xian gave an evaluation.

The official hat and chairs of the top four were symbols of their status back then, but they were also of the top four, and their styles were of high or low, so the prices were naturally different.

This chair, which is just over 4, is considered a fine product. Even in ancient times, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

When it comes to Chen Guangyuan mentioned by Lao Chen, it is really reliable.

I looked at the one next to me again. It was almost exactly the same as this one, and the two were actually a pair.

In the antique shop, buying goods in pairs is rare, because these old objects have been passed down for hundreds of years and are easily separated.

If you can make a pair, the price will rise again.

"Master Chen, what is the price of your two chairs..."

Chang Xian really fell in love with these two top-notch official chairs, and was a little afraid of Old Chen's temptation, so he directly asked for the price.

"No rush, please take a closer look..., Hi, look at my memory. You have been here for a while and haven't even had tea. What's going on..."

Master Chen swayed down his legs sitting cross-legged on the bed, and waved them down to pour tea.

Chang Xian looked at Lao Chen's unhurried look and thought to himself that he had already calculated today.

He may be a little vague about other objects. Now Huanghuali furniture is in the market, so he still knows such a big-name Huanghuali official hat and chair.

In fact, the prices of Huanghuali and mahogany furniture only began to soar after entering the new century.

In the 1990s, this road was not very valuable, and because these old objects were large and bulky, they also occupied space. Some old house residents who did not understand their value all threw them away when they moved to new homes.
Chapter completed!