Mr. Zhou held the pen and wrote, and everyone watched it. He saw his movements as smooth as flowing water, and words appeared on the long scroll. Each word left traces of mutual connection, as thin as a gossip.

Everyone watched quietly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Mr. Zhou.

It took a long time later, Mr. Zhou put down his pen, and after breathing a long sigh, he wiped the slight sweat stains on his forehead, half happy, half sighed: "I'm old and have no energy, so I can only write so much."

"Mr. Zhou, take a break and have a tea." Wang Guan quickly handed the cup.

"Um."

Mr. Zhou took the cup, took a sip of warm tea, and smiled and said, "Look at it. When people get old, they will inevitably have negligence. Please help me find faults."

"Old Zhou, you are old and stronger. You only know how to keep your mind at ease. How could you be negligent?" Yu Feibai said with a smile, and was the first to approach the table and look down. The others did not hesitate and surrounded them to watch.

At first glance, I saw that the blank space was already full of text. Of course, the text was full, but it didn’t seem crowded, but it gave people a feeling of being staggered.

The character spacing is tight in the layout, the line spacing is wide, the swelling and leaping, and the vigorous and colorful are the lines. The brush washing lines are slender and long, which is a bit like the style of Song Huizong's thin gold style, but the style of calligraphy is appropriate, the thickness and light are also somewhat like Zhao Mengxiang. In any case, although Mr. Zhou's calligraphy is not called a master of famous masters, it is also of a superior level.

After appreciating the calligraphy, I watched the contents of it. It was nothing more than explaining what Wang Guan missed, then describing how he analyzed and studied it, and commented on the style characteristics of a few copybooks, and concluded that this was the conclusion of Cai Jing's manuscript.

In addition, I sighed a few more words, how precious the manuscript was, and finally attached the name of Mr. Zhou. A new inscription was released. As long as the bell was stamped with the seal of Mr. Zhou last time, it would be considered as a perfect result.

While everyone was watching the inscription, Mr. Zhou also returned to the study and took out his private seal. When he opened the seal box, Wang took a look and found that four or five seals of different sizes were stored in the box.

Seals, seals, in ancient times, seals and seals were distinguished. Seals were symbols of power and represented official positions, but seals refer to private identity, which is the so-called casual seal. In other words, seals are the product of the elegance of literati. The inscribed literati's fonts, hall names, or some words that are more popular or meaningful.

No matter what, after thousands of years of development, a relatively strict bell cover system has been formed. For example, there are some considerations to place it and how many seals it is placed.

At this time, Mr. Zhou brought his seal, first picked a slightly larger piece and rubbed it on the bright red ink paste, then pressed his wrist and pressed it firmly under the signature below the inscription.

After pressing hard for a few seconds, Mr. Zhou gently lifted the seal up. He saw a bell seal under the inscription. The ancient and clumsy words Yizhi were very clear and obvious. It was self-evident that this was Mr. Zhou's real name seal.

Then, Mr. Zhou took another larger seal. At this time, it was not stamped on the bottom of the inscription, but at the connection position of the copybook. Anyway, there was a space left. After a light press, a bell text was left.

"Let the scroll look at the mountain!"

This is an inscribed of appreciation, which shows that Mr. Zhou only moved his pen after reading these copybooks, and was not written casually.

However, at this time, Mr. Zhou changed another slightly smaller seal. He didn't have to stamp all the seals, but mainly in the Ming and Qing dynasties, using seals was emphasized in odd numbers. One, Three and Five had already formed a routine.

Even numbers are not non-existent, but very few are happening.

As for why odd and even are abandoned, it probably means supporting yang and suppressing yin. Or literati think that odd numbers will definitely have one left, which is in line with the number fifty of the Dayan, and nine out of the use of forty, and one of them is missing. Anyway, rules are this rule, which belongs to a heritage of traditional culture and does not need to be destroyed.

After a while, after Mr. Zhou stamped another seal of the clear god and Yizhi, he stopped satisfied and took two steps back to his feet to make a living.

However, at this moment, Wang Guan's attention was not on the long scroll of calligraphy, but curiously looked at Mr. Zhou's seals, and saw that the materials of these seals were slightly white, as if they were gentle and white jade.

After a while, he noticed Wang Guan's eyes, and Mr. Zhou laughed and said, "Wang Guan, are my seals good? Do you know what materials are carved?"

"Mr. Zhou, are you taking me?" Wang Guan smiled and gently reached out to pick up a seal to observe carefully.

At first glance, Wang Guan was a little surprised. After all, he thought the material was jade or hibiscus stone. But after getting started, he realized that it was wrong. Because the seal looked very white, but it was not pure white, but it was a little light yellow. In addition, the texture of the seal material was completely different from the texture of Heyu.

From all aspects of judgment, we can know that this is not jade, but...

"Shoushan Baitian?" At this time, Yu Feibai guessed from the side: "Old Zhou, this should be a sister variety with the same origin as Shoushan Tianhuang, Shoushan Tian Baishi, right?"

Baitian, or Tian Bai, is the same meaning anyway, and you can call it anyway.

"Feibai, you're right." Old Zhou smiled and said, "It's Baitian, Shoushan."

"This is Baitian." Wang Guan said happily: "I just heard of it before, but now I finally see it."

Here, Wang Guan exposed one of his weaknesses. That is, the theory is rich, but it has not been able to connect with reality well. To put it bluntly, it is because there are not enough things to see and have not met the standard of being knowledgeable.

No one laughed at Wang Guan for this because he was still young and had enough time to complete this accumulation.

Also, Shoushan Baitian stone is indeed rare, with very little output, which is said to account for only one percent of Tianhuang. Most people rarely see its appearance. It is because of its rareness, so when people mention Shoushan stone, their first impression is Tianhuang, but they ignore the precious variety of Baitian.

It is necessary to mention here that Shoushan Baitian Stone is very similar to the top-quality white hibiscus and high-quality water pit white frozen. Don't be confused. The prices are not just a little different.

"How is it, do you like it?" At this moment, Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Old Zhou, this is your seal, it's useless if I want to come." Wang Guan smiled and tactfully refused.

"It's okay, just grind the seal surface and re-etch it." Old Zhou said with a smile: "Besides, sooner or later, you should have your own seal. In this era, although there are not many masters of engraving, there are not many, but it is hard to find good materials."

In the last sentence, Mr. Zhou was quite moved.

"It's true." Mr. Chang agreed very much: "In the past, although the materials were scarce, they could always be discovered by searching carefully. But now, in the mechanized production, all the things that our ancestors had not dug for thousands of years were dug in a short time..."

Everyone agreed and nodded repeatedly.

Of course, this kind of big proposition is destined to be unable to come up with any results. After all, there is demand, and there is a market, which is an unsolved vicious cycle. So after a while, everyone continued to talk about this calligraphy.

"Young guy fight..."

Suddenly, Mr. Chang turned around and asked, "Does your thing mean to take action?"

"What?"

Wang Guan was stunned and said in surprise: "Old Chang, you want to..."

"Not I want it."

Mr. Chang shook his head and said, "It's almost spring auction. Rong Baozhai is collecting items. If you have the will, I can say hello to you. My old face is still a bit shameful. Although you can't arrange things to appear on the finale of calligraphy and painting topics, there is always no problem with the rankings being lowered."

This is the case for the auction. The later it goes, the more the atmosphere becomes, and the price of the goods is often higher.

"To be honest, if this book does not have Brother Zhou's inscriptions, it will definitely be controversial. The transaction price may not be ideal, but if Brother Zhou's inscriptions are added, it will be different." Mr. Chang pondered: "It can be priced at one or two million yuan, and it is estimated that it can be sold at a high price of three or five million yuan in the end. After all, Cai Jing's things are relatively rare, and there should be many people who want to collect them."

"Brother Chang, you are praising me."

——” Mr. Zhou waved his hand and smiled: “My role is not that big. The main reason is that the work itself is good, which naturally attracts people who understand it to compete.”

"The problem is that few people who participated in the auction really understand." Old Chang snorted: "I just knew that I was making random calls and I followed them when I saw others holding up signs. It was not really liked, but for investment."

Old Zhou nodded in agreement, but the two were unable to change the status quo, or even unintentional to change anything. After all, it is precisely because of the existence of these people that the collection of antiques seems prosperous and exudes an incomparable vitality.

Market laws have long proved that the enthusiasm of a group of artists alone will definitely not be able to maintain the development of the entire industry. Only when more capital is involved can the prosperity of the entire industry be driven and prosperous...

After sighing for a while, Mr. Chang asked seriously: "Young man, have you considered it?"

"this……"

Wang Guan was about to speak when suddenly he felt someone touching him behind him. When he looked back, he found that it was Tang Qinghua. He kept blinking, as if he was hinting at something.

In an instant, Wang Guan understood the meaning, smiled immediately, shook his head and refused, "Old Chang, sorry, I just asked Mr. Zhou to write this inscription. I haven't appreciated enough, and I have no plans to take action for the time being."

"Yes, it's really inappropriate to talk about this in front of Brother Zhou."

Mr. Chang nodded and smiled and said, "Speaking of this, young man, you have rejected me three times. As the saying goes, there are only three things, so next time I like something, you can't refuse it anymore. Do you know if you have to respect the elderly?"
Chapter completed!