The function of seal script surprised Wang Ding. For treasure appraisal, seal script has no effect, but examining the human body and treating labor pains are undoubtedly the functions of seal script. Or maybe, when appraising treasures, seal script has a role, but he has not noticed it yet? Can he ignore it?
After clearing his mind, Wang Ding stopped thinking too much. Looking at the address given by Jin Long, carrying the fruit and the landscape painting, Wang Ding stood at the door of Jucheng Community and snapped his fingers, "Yes, it's right here."
The old man Wang Ding was looking for had a surname of Xu and a name of Feng Shui. Hearing this name, there was a hint of literary flavor coming over him, which made Wang Ding have a good impression of the old man even before he met him.
Xu Fengshui's home is on the first floor of Unit 2 in Building 3, which is the first row of houses in the community, so Wang Ding arrived at the door of the building within a few steps.
At this time, there was an old man squatting on a horse at the door of the building. The morning breeze blew by, knocking the banana fan in the old man's hand to the ground.
Wang Ding bent down, picked up the fan and handed it to the old man. "Hello, I would like to ask if there is an old gentleman named Xu Fengshui living on the first floor of this building?"
"yes."
The old man didn't hesitate and answered directly.
"Oh, thank you. This is the place. You can't go wrong." Wang Ding excitedly rushed up a few steps and crossed the steps. Standing at the door, Wang Ding cheered up and took the bag containing Yu Ji's landscape paintings.
The bag also moved to the front. Ding dong...
The doorbell pressed, but no one responded for a few seconds. Thinking that he might not hear it, Wang Ding continued to press and press again, but the door was always closed. After confirming that the old man was not at home and might have gone out for morning exercises, Wang Ding simply sat down
There was a wait on the doorstep.
Ten minutes passed, and Wang Ding listened to the old man squatting outside the door singing "Liu Hai Chopping Woodcutter" for ten minutes. Just when Wang Ding was about to fall asleep by the singing, the sound stopped suddenly.
The hand holding Wang Ding's chin suddenly collapsed.
"Ouch," Wang Ding ate a golden bean, and when he was depressed, he found that the old man was holding a mat in front of him. No wonder he had to sing, here! He cursed in his heart, but the old man said in a bad mood, "Here
I'll give way."
The old man is in his seventies, but he is energetic and his back is straight. The wrinkles on his face cannot hide the handsome man he was when he was young.
"I'm sorry, old man, I'm waiting for someone, so I'm sitting here. Which floor do you live on?" Wang Ding asked casually, getting ready to move his buttocks.
"I'll live here."
"What?" Wang Ding almost choked on his saliva. "You live here?"
"Yes." The old man said and took out the key to open the door. "This is my home. If I don't live here, I won't live anywhere else."
"No, you live here? But the person I'm looking for also lives here, that's not right."
"What's wrong? Isn't it Xu Fengshui you are looking for? I am Xu Fengshui!"
The old man added that Wang Ding was really twitching at this moment. His eyes were as big as bull's eyes. Wang Ding almost blurted out, "You mean, you are Xu Fengshui, but I just asked you if you live here..."
"I said yes, is there something wrong with my answer?" Xu Fengshui choked Wang Ding.
Wang Ding recalled, "There seems to be no problem. But if you are Mr. Xu, I have rang the doorbell many times."
"Are you blaming me for not opening the door for you in time?"
"No, that's not the case." Wang Ding felt that there was a powerful murderous aura in the old man's words, which made him dare not touch or resist.
"That's alright. And boy, I told you, if you hadn't picked up the banana fan for me just now, I would have told you to wait for another ten minutes. And if you rang the doorbell just now and no one opened the door, you would have left right away.
, I won’t stop you, I will tell you to go back to where you came from.”
"Ah." Wang Ding felt even more chilled.
"Humph, why are you surprised! Don't think that it was Xiaolong who introduced you here. I will take care of you and tell you that it's the same for everyone. Why are you still dazed now? Come into the house with me."
Xu Fengshui kept talking to Wang Ding helplessly. For an elder, what else could Wang Ding do besides respect. Nodding his head, Wang Ding said respectfully, "Okay, I'll go in."
...
Pushing open the door of Xu Fengshui's house, what comes into view is a museum-like existence. In Mr. Xu's house, the living room has the root carvings that Wang Ding saw at Jinlong's house yesterday. At this time, a wooden carving of a small bridge and flowing water makes the room
It looks full of spirituality.
There are also porcelain bottles that I used to see in Guxiangzhai. There is one blue and white porcelain on the east and west sides. They are about one meter high and about half the size of an arm. They are elegant and beautiful.
Wang Ding was immediately dazzled by the calligraphy and paintings of famous artists hanging on the walls.
However, while Wang Ding felt the cultural atmosphere rushing towards him, he also felt the coldness in the room. Perhaps it was because the cultural atmosphere was too strong that Wang Ding felt this way. Wang Ding couldn't tell clearly.
"I heard from Xiaolong that you brought a painting for me to look at. Please take it out."
"Yes." Wang Ding nodded and looked around the room, but he didn't find a place where he could put down the fruit in his hand.
It’s not that there are no sofas and chairs, it’s that the sofas and chairs all look like antiques from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. They can only be left here for appreciation, and where can they be used.
"Where to put this fruit?"
"Did I tell you to accept the fruit? I live alone in this house. I have no children. I can't eat so much fruit. You'd better take it back."
Wang Ding immediately found the reason for Xu Fengshui's unkindness and cold and arrogant temperament. It turned out that this old man had no wife and children and was used to living alone, so he didn't know how to deal with others at all.
"Mr. Xu, you may not be able to eat the fruit by yourself, but if you don't mind, I can come over and eat with you every day. I promise that the fruit will never be spoiled in your home. Do you think this is a good idea?"
Wang Ding said that he finally saw a coffee table that was not too antique. He followed a few steps and smoothly placed the apple on the coffee table.
"Get away!"
Xu Fengshui didn't like what Wang Ding said just now. When he saw him putting down the fruit, he said rudely.
"Okay, I'll take it away."
Wang Ding was speechless and simply put away the fruits.
"Where are the paintings? Spread out your paintings and put them on this coffee table. Let me take a look."
Xu Fengshui said he was indifferent to others, but his eyes showed a strong expectation for Wang Ding's landscape paintings. Wang Ding immediately opened the bag, and then carefully took out Master Yu Ji's landscape paintings.
When you open the scroll, a scent of books fills the air, and then the light yellow scroll unfolds, revealing an old landscape painting that is slightly yellowed.
After shaking Wang Ding's eyes, a spiritual energy overflowed from the painting, but Wang Ding still didn't notice it.
Xu Fengshui slowly approached the coffee table, then slowly approached the old painting, gently twisting the scroll with his fingers, but Mr. Xu's eyes turned sharply.
"This painting is well preserved. It is rare for a work like this from the remaining collections of the Qing Dynasty, or a landscape painting, to be presented in this way. Is there some knowledge in this painting that you didn't tell me?"
Xu Fengguo is indeed extraordinary. His skills are far beyond those of people like Guxiangzhai. It seems that he can not only appreciate cultural relics, but also see through the stories of cultural relics. Wang Ding said with a smile, "Mr. Xu, indeed,
This landscape painting was previously covered by an ordinary calligraphy and painting, and I uncovered it."
"Proceeds from unveiling the painting?"
Xu Fengshui smoothed the small beard under his chin and clicked his lips. "That's right. Very few of Yu Ji's works have been handed down to the world, especially the landscape paintings in his later years, which are unique in their own way. Almost all those that can be preserved will be preserved.
It has been snapped up and circulated, so it cannot be such a good presentation. The ink is still fine and clear, and the painting has both form and spirit, which is even more rare. I will accept this painting, you can make an offer."
Xu Fengshui was very happy, and he expressed his intention to accept it without looking for a long time. Seeing that Mr. Xu was so generous, Wang Ding did not hesitate.
"To be honest, I really don't know how much this landscape painting is worth. Brother Jin Long said it is worth 400,000, so I asked for 400,000."
"Four hundred thousand? I'm afraid this is also the highest price for this landscape painting. However, I accept it. Leave the painting here, I will transfer the money with you, let's go."
Xu Fengshui called to Wang Ding, but Wang Ding was not in a hurry. In addition to selling this landscape painting, he had other tasks when he came here today.
In Mr. Xu's home, there were ancient paintings on the walls. In just a short period of time, Wang Ding saw two works by Tang Yin and one by Huang Tingjian's "Three Odes of Winter Plum Blossoms".
Wang Ding naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to appreciate ancient paintings. "Mr. Xu, don't be in a hurry to transfer the money. I was wondering if you could let me appreciate your ancient paintings. I like calligraphy and painting very much."
"Want to see my painting? Humph! Do I know you very well? Come and transfer money with me quickly, otherwise, I won't buy your painting even if I like it very much."
Xu Fengshui's eyes turned white, and Wang Ding felt that he couldn't read calligraphy or painting today. "Okay, I'll leave now. But Mr. Xu, I believe we will get to know each other gradually."