These books opened in Qin Tian's mind are all about the art of talisman and seal script.
Fuxi's inheritance covers too many aspects. Even if he is extremely talented, if he wants to learn all these vast things, it will not take long. Therefore, he can only take what he needs.
For several days in a row, Qin Tian was obsessed with studying the art of talisman and seal script. After a few days, he had achieved deep attainments in this aspect.
In the past few days, he also received news from Mayor Zhu and Bureau Li of the Finance Bureau, saying that Shen Bufan had been arrested for corruption and would soon be imprisoned.
He didn't feel any pity for this Shen Bufan. This kind of person was a worm in society and must be dealt with.
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In the old town of Tiannan City, there is an antique street.
After Qin Tian studied the art of talisman and seal script for a few days, he planned to go to the antique street to try his luck and see if he could buy any good jade.
Because the better the jade talisman made of jade, the better the effect, especially the kind of good jade passed down from ancient times, which already has some spirituality, so this is even more true.
Since you want to make protective jade amulets for Tang Zichen and Qin Xue, you must not find ones with poor quality.
After arriving at the antique street, Qin Tian's family looked over, but after searching for a long time, they didn't see any good jade.
He originally had no research on jade. After all, he was just a poor boy and had very little contact with them.
But things are different now. Fuxi's inheritance is all-encompassing. Of course, there are all kinds of knowledge. In order to refine the jade talisman, he also conducted some research on jade.
This jade is generally divided into nephrite and jade.
Hotan jade produced in Hotan of Longguo and Kungang jade in Kunlun Mountain are considered nephrite. This kind of jade has a relatively soft texture and not very bright color, but it gives people a warm feeling.
The jade handed down from the ancient Dragon Kingdom is basically nephrite.
Jadeite is generally called jadeite in the industry. Jadeite is brighter in color and harder in texture. It is generally produced in Nanyang.
The antique street is more than a thousand meters long and has at least fifty shops. Qin Tian knows that he cannot be too anxious to find good jade, so he looks at it one by one. Some things require chance, or luck.
After looking at about two dozen stores, I suddenly saw a large shop surrounded by many people.
Qin Tian's mind moved, and after hearing some discussions in the store, he quickened his pace and walked over.
This shop, called "Qi Zhen Pavilion", seems to be the largest in the antique street, covering an area of 300 square meters. Although there are many people surrounding the shop, it is not crowded.
The decoration in the store is antique, and there are many antiques inside, including jade, calligraphy, paintings, porcelain, and all kinds of rare treasures, and many of them look to be of high quality.
As soon as Qin Tian walked in here, he seemed to have entered an ancient time and space.
However, the air conditioning is turned on inside the "Qizhen Pavilion", so it is very cool in the hot summer.
One of the shop owners was about fifty years old, wearing a Tang suit and a melon-pipe hat, playing with two stone gallbladders in his hands. His two waiters were about thirty years old, and they were also dressed like ancient Tsing Yi boys. .
In the center of the hall, there was a long sandalwood table. At this time, a painting was spread out on the long table.
This painting turned out to be "The Ming Emperor Receiving Seal Script" by the painter Wu Daozi.
Beside the painting, there were three people surrounding it.
A middle-aged man in his forties, a woman in her thirties wearing thick glasses, and a young woman in casual clothes.
This young woman has a voluptuous figure but has short hair, giving her a heroic look.
Moreover, Qin Tian also noticed that this woman had calluses on her hands, either from playing with weapons or firearms. She should not be a simple person.
Wu Daozi was from the Tang Dynasty. As long as the paintings he left behind are authentic, they are worth at least over 100 million.
For example, his masterpieces "The King of Heaven Sends Off His Son" and "Portraits of Eighty-seven Immortals" are worth at least several billion, and even cannot be measured by value at all.
Therefore, these three people are wearing gloves and holding magnifying glasses to look at the paintings.
"Miss Su, this picture is indeed the original work of Wu Daozi. The sage of painting is the sage of painting. Every stroke is natural. There are countless famous painters in the history of our country, but Wu Daozi can do it.
In this way, every stroke has not been modified, and it is painted in one go, which is almost unique."
The middle-aged man in his forties praised and said to the short-haired woman.
"There's something really special about this Qizhen Pavilion. It actually contains Wu Daozi's paintings? It seems that I came to the right place in Tiannan City."
The short-haired woman said a little surprised.
"Miss Su Bai, you are right. Qizhen Pavilion is famous in our Tiannan City and even in the entire Qingzhou. The antiques here are famous for not having fakes. Once, there were only five antiques here.
A painting by Su Dongpo was sold for a price of 100 million, which also made Qizhen Pavilion famous."
The thirty-year-old woman wearing thick glasses also said.
She and the middle-aged man in his forties should be Miss Su's advisers who came here to visit the antique street.
"Professor Gu, Miss Wen, since you say this is an authentic work, it must be an authentic work. After all, you are the ones who have received the true biography of Mr. Wen, so I naturally believe it."
The short-haired woman thought for a while and then said: "It's just that the price of 200 million is too expensive."
However, she seemed to like this painting very much. She looked at it carefully and couldn't put it down.
"Ms. Su, how much can you bid for this painting? If you really want this painting, the price is negotiable. After all, Mr. Wen, Miss Wen and Professor Gu have introduced me to many people.
For business, I just think of it as giving face to Mr. Wen and others."
The shop owner in Tang suit asked with a slight smile.
"Boss Zhong, how about 100 million?" Su Bai said.
"One hundred million? Miss Su, it seems that you are here to entertain me instead of sincerely buying paintings, so I can only see you off." Tangzhuang Zhong's expression changed slightly, as if he was not satisfied with Su Bai's offer.
Very angry.
"Boss Zhong, one hundred million is already quite high." Su Bai still had a faint smile on his face.
"Miss Su should know who Wu Daozi is. He is a painting saint. Throughout the ages, no one has surpassed him in his paintings. Most of his paintings have been collected and will not be sold at all. I am a rare treasure.
The painting "The Emperor Ming Receives the Seal Script" in the pavilion is probably the only authentic work of Wu Daozi on sale in the global calligraphy and painting market, so I believe you know how valuable this painting is."
Boss Zhong said.
Su Bai hesitated and said nothing.
"Brother, put the painting away. There are so many people watching now. This is not a free painting and calligraphy exhibition." Boss Zhong saw this and asked the clerk to put it away.
"Authentic works of Wu Daozi are indeed rare. Today I came here. Although I couldn't touch Wu Daozi's paintings, I was really satisfied. I have to say that Wu Daozi's techniques are indeed far ahead of all painters.
Above all, he is worthy of being a painting saint!"
"Is this painting really authentic? I don't think so."
"Ms. Wen and Professor Gu worked together to appraise it, plus it is from the Qizhen Pavilion's collection. How can it be fake?"
"Yes, this is undoubtedly a real painting. It costs 200 million. If I had 200 million, I would buy this painting back even if I didn't have to eat."
"Old Wang, you can't even afford two million, so don't talk about it here."
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A waiter walked to the sandalwood table and was about to put away the painting, while the people watching were talking about it.
"Boss Gu, how about 150 million?"
Seeing that the painting was about to be collected, the short-haired beauty Su Bai thought for a moment and then said.
"One hundred and eighty million, the lowest price." Boss Zhong said.
"make a deal."
Su Bai gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Miss Su is indeed a generous person. After payment, this "Picture of the Emperor Ming receiving the Seal Script" will be yours. I guarantee that this painting has a lot of room for appreciation. It is estimated that it will be sold for at least 200 million or more in a few months.
"
Boss Zhong showed a smile on his face and said to Su Bai.
"Okay, I'll pay now."
Su Bai said, it seems that 1.8 billion is nothing to her.
"There are people who want fake paintings worth 1.8 billion yuan? It's really a strange thing in the world!"
But just then, someone spoke.
The speaker was naturally Qin Tian, who was watching the excitement from the outside. His voice was not loud, but he was full of energy. His words were clearly delivered to the ears of everyone in the Qizhen Pavilion.