"Ink is divided into five colors: burnt, thick, heavy, light and clear."
"Cheng's ink is said in "Cheng's Ink Garden" to be strong and shiny, dark and moisturizing, and the brush does not glue when you lick it, and it does not fade when put on the paper.
"It is said that the ancient ink produced by Cheng Junfang will last a little less after one year. Let's give it a try and find out.
The four treasures of the study on the Eight Immortals table are ready-made, the inkstone is a high-quality She inkstone from the Qing Dynasty, the writing brush is a top-quality Langhao brush, and the rice paper is a familiar product of the Ding family, a well-known papermaking family in Chuzhou.
Now there is another tablet of Chengjunfang ink.
Li Hanlin personally dripped water to grind the ink, and his movements were smooth and smooth. After a few minutes, half a pool of evenly shaded, warm and delicate ink appeared in the inkstone.
Zheng Congyuan praised: "It is really good ancient ink. It only takes more than a hundred grinding times to get half a pond of ink, but the ancient ink has not been lost at all.
"I would like to make a suggestion here. Since Mr. Li's ink has been polished and the four treasures of the study are ready-made, why not just write a calligraphy? What do you think?"
Fatty Li immediately agreed: "Uncle Hanlin, your calligraphy is comparable to that of Yan Liusuhuang, just write one!"
"Yes, Lao Li, you can't just throw away the ink from Cheng Junfang's ancient ink. Just write on it. I haven't seen you use it for a long time." Mr. Qian also said expectantly.
"Okay, then I'll just write a few words."
At this time, the ink has finished waking up and the rice paper has been laid out.
Li Hanlin picked up the calligraphy pen and wrote the four-character cursive calligraphy "Fu Yuan Shan Qing". Not to mention, the calligraphy written by the old man was elegant, powerful, and quite elegant.
"One ink falls on the paper, the iron is drawn on the silver hook, good calligraphy, good calligraphy!" Zheng Congyuan is worthy of being born in a scholarly family, and he can be said to be well-spoken. You clearly know that he is flattering, but it feels comfortable to listen to it.
Li Hanlin, who had just finished writing, suddenly showed a bit of contentment on his face.
"No one can argue with me about Mr. Li's calligraphy!" Fatty Li lay directly on the rice paper, looking like a swindler.
Everyone couldn't help but smile, and Li Hanlin lost his temper, "You're not a flatterer like you, okay, I'll give you the painting of Dai Xi of Qing Dynasty imitating Wang Meng's mist and rain in my shop at the purchase price. You won't have any real calligraphy or paintings in the future."
Go with those big, wealthy bosses.
"Your chest is so loud, and you have accepted the deposit. If you can't give the painting to others, aren't you asking for trouble?"
Fatty Li quickly thanked him profusely. Last time he drank too much at a banquet, and a businessman whose family had a lot of money asked him to buy a real calligraphy and painting by a famous Qing Dynasty artist.
In a daze, Fatty Li agreed, took the money without telling anyone, and even wrote a receipt.
After he sobered up, Fatty Li was dumbfounded. He originally asked for a deposit of 300,000, but the other party paid him as payment for the painting.
In other words, after the other party gave him 300,000 yuan, he would not give him another penny until he received the painting.
Where can I buy calligraphy and paintings by famous Qing Dynasty artists for 300,000?
I want to go back and explain the situation. The other party is very wealthy and powerful. They have collected all the money and given the documents to them. It is impossible to explain clearly.
Fatty Li’s shop has calligraphy and paintings by famous artists from the Qing Dynasty, and there are two of them! But they are treasures of the Yatangzhen shop. One is the "Orchid and Bamboo Picture" by Shi Tao, an old man from Qingxiang, one of the four monks of the Qing Dynasty.
The other one is "Returning Wild Geese" by Huang Shen, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou.
Both paintings are worth millions and are impossible to sell.
And for a while, he couldn't find ancient paintings with similar prices. He had to paint for people in two days, and Fatty Li was so anxious that his mouth was full of blisters.
Just yesterday, Fatty Li suddenly got the news that Li Hanlin's "Hanlin Pavilion" had recently purchased a pair of "Imitation of Wang Meng's Smoke and Rain" by Dai Xi of the Qing Dynasty for 200,000, which made him overjoyed.
Dai Xi was a famous painter in the middle and late Qing Dynasty, with superb painting skills. He was another famous landscape artist after the Four Kings. People at that time called him: Four Kings Houjin.
In his early years, he learned from the strengths of many schools of thought, and mainly studied Wang Hui and Wang Shigu, one of the four kings of the Qing Dynasty, who were known as the sages of early Qing painting.
Later, he studied the landscape painting of Wang Meng and Wuzhen, the four masters of the Yuan Dynasty.
In his later years, he studied Jingguan Dong Ju’s magnificent landscapes again.
Dai Xizhi's painting skills were not top-notch in the Qing Dynasty, but he was well-known and his painting style was realistic. For those who don't know calligraphy and painting, it is simply a masterpiece and can definitely cope with the past.
If you are lucky, the other party may give you tens of thousands more.
Fatty Li licked his face and begged Li Hanlin several times, but was always rejected.
This time he came to Zuixianju to participate in the treasure appraisal meeting, not only to establish a good relationship with Zheng Congyuan, the God of Wealth, but also for this matter. When he heard that the painting could be transferred to him, the biggest stone in Fatty Li's heart finally fell to the ground.
"Brother Shen, Zheng likes this ingot of Cheng Mo very much. I wonder if you are willing to take it? If you are willing, money is not a problem." Zheng Congyuan approached Shen Yu and asked in a low voice.
Shen Yu smiled: "I won't hide it from you, Mr. Zheng, I brought this ingot of ancient ink for sale this time.
"Because my small shop is a business for ordinary collectors, and a price of more than 100,000 yuan is considered a big deal. It will be impossible to sell such high-priced ancient ink for a while.
"Of course Uncle Li didn't tell me who would come to participate in this treasure appraisal meeting. I just came to try my luck. Of course, even if he told me, I wouldn't know them.
"Well, if Uncle Li doesn't want my ingot of ancient ink, I'll sell it to you, Mr. Zheng!"
Li Hanlin smiled and said: "Shen Yu, what you said is wrong. The goods are sold to those who know the family, and the one with the highest price will get it. The Zheng family in Chuzhou has been a scholarly family since the Ming Dynasty. Since little Zheng Zhong likes your piece of Cheng Jun's ancient ink, then sell it
Give it to him."
Zheng Congyuan was overjoyed: "Thank you, Mr. Li, thank you, Mr. Li!"
Shen Yu looked embarrassed: "You can bid whatever you want when selling to strangers, but it's hard to ask for a price when selling to Mr. Zheng. After all, Mr. Zheng just gave me a painting!"
Zheng Congyuan waved his hand and said with a proud look, "Money is not an issue, Brother Shen, you can just make whatever price you want!"
"Uncle Li, don't you know the final price of the ancient ink you handle?" Shen Yu kicked the ball to Li Hanlin again. "Hanlin Pavilion" is famous and is a full-category antique store. Li Hanlin is also a leader in the Chuzhou collection circle. A big boss, everyone believes in the price he says.
"This..." Li Hanlin, who always spoke and acted happily, did not immediately give the price.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Li Hanlin.
Antique dealers, ranging from several chain antique shops to small ones just setting up a baggage stall, are all very concerned about the price of their collections.
So even though the people in this group either sold porcelain or calligraphy and painting, their ears pricked up when they heard that Li Hanlin was going to give the price of ancient ink.
Seeing this, Li Hanlin smiled bitterly and said: "I have a lot of ancient ink, not even a hundred but eighty ingots, and ten of them are made by famous artists.
"But to be honest, Cheng Junfang didn't have a single ingot of Cheng Mo. However, I saw him selling a ingot of Cheng Mo in Lao Xu's "Xu Ji Antiques" store. The final transaction price was 1.5 million. .
"But one thing is that Lao Xu's ingot of ancient ink is far inferior to Shen Yu's in terms of quality and size.
"Well, since we are all friends, there must be a friendship price. Xiao Zheng, you can give Shen Yu 1.6 million for it."
Zheng Congyuan disagreed: "How can this be done? At the special auction of the Four Treasures of the Study held by Gaogu Auction House, I also saw a piece of Cheng ink from Cheng Jun's room. The appearance was very average. It was already a piece of residual ink, but it was not sold at all. The price was 1.6 million.
"Nowadays, ancient ink is very rare in the world. If you use one piece, you will lose one piece. In the future, the price will only get higher and higher. Brother Shen is willing to give up his love. I have been grateful for it for a long time. How dare you take advantage of this price?
"Let's do this. I'll give Brother Shen two million for this ingot of Cheng Mo."
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