Three young people, each holding an object, the first young man, holding a small potted plant in his hand.
This is a potted wisteria plant with an exquisite appearance, especially the layer of exposed white bark lingering on the two wisteria branches that still maintain firepower, like white dragons surrounding jasper. Just looking at it makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Today's young people are not exposed to many potted plants, because it takes a long time for a potted plant to take shape from start to finish, ranging from a few months to years or even decades. Young people simply do not have the patience, and at most they can
Buy a few ordinary ones and put them in your office or home to purify the air.
However, for some old people, especially some retired intellectuals, the sense of accomplishment is unparalleled when they make a potted plant with their own hands, then fertilize it and carefully cut it, so that the potted plant grows the way they imagined.
Liang Zhengqiao loves potted plants, and some of his old friends are also highly educated. They usually take out the potted plants they have made to visit them together.
People, no matter how old they are, are always competitive. No one wants to make a potted plant that is too bad and embarrass themselves in front of old friends.
But Liang Zhengqiao didn't know if his zodiac signs conflicted with these green plants. In the past few years, except for some ordinary potted plants that were easy to grow, most of the potted plants he had made were either dead or disabled.
In fact, it would be fine if it was just like this, but the key point is that in the circle where they like potted plants, there is one person who is very difficult to deal with. The two have been targeting each other for decades, and even after they retired, they dislike each other.
"Old Liang, did you see that this wisteria won the championship in this potted plant competition? I know you didn't go to this conference, so I specially brought it to you to see."
Chen Fuhai had a smile on his face, but Liang Zhengqiao turned pale when he heard what he said. The reason why he did not participate in this potted plant competition was because he knew that Chen Fuhai had a wisteria potted plant in his hand. It was in very good condition and could definitely win the championship.
, so I don’t want to see Chen Fuhai succeed as a villain.
But what he didn't expect was that old man Chen Fuhai would be so shameless that he came to his door in person to humiliate him in public.
"Here, put the wisteria on the table for your Grandpa Liang to enjoy it. Your Grandpa Liang likes potted plants, but he is a bit unlucky. Whatever he raises, he will die. I guess I can only raise one.
Cactus or something.”
Listening to the sarcasm in Chen Fuhai's words, Liang Zhengqiao got angry. He scolded the old man for being shameless in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. After all, he was a guest.
The potted plants were placed on the table, attracting the attention of many people. Because they looked really exquisite, several young people from the Liang family even took out their mobile phones to take pictures, which made Liang Zhengqiao's expression even colder.
"Old Liang, look what good things I have brought you."
In addition to Chen Fuhai, another old man also smiled and asked his grandson to put the things he brought on the table. They were four walnuts, exuding a glossy color like agate. They looked like they were old at first glance.
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"My grandson got these two pairs of lion heads for me. I put a lot of thought and energy into them. Look at the pulp and texture. They are both top-notch."
When Liang Zhengqiao saw these four walnuts, there was indeed a look of envy in his old eyes. Since his retirement, in addition to liking potted plants, he has also fallen in love with cultural toys, and playing with walnuts is one of them.
It is said that the poor buy cars and the rich buy watches, but only those who know Wen Wan know how expensive Wen Wan is.
A pair of Wenwan walnuts in good condition costs tens of thousands. If they are sold well, a pair of hundreds of thousands is normal, and you may not be able to buy them if you have money, because they have been sold for several years or even more than ten years.
He is already 3 years old and already has feelings. How could he sell it so easily?
Every object in literature and art is a kind of spiritual sustenance. After being wrapped up by the years, it is closely connected with the owner. It embodies the owner's cultivation and nature, and is also a representative of culture.
These days, I feel embarrassed to say that I am a cultural person when I have every piece of literature and art in my house.
If a person wears various logos and brand names, people will only say that you are rich, showing off your wealth and a prodigal. But if you make a cultural toy, no matter how much money you spend, no one will say anything about you.
Being a prodigal will only mean that you are a cultured person and a person with good taste.
"These two pairs of walnuts are indeed very good, and your grandson is also interested." Liang Zhengqiao said calmly.
"Old Liang, I don't have much good things here this time. I just found a small item not long ago, an inkstone. I asked you, Old Liang, to give me a hand."
The third old man also spoke. After saying this, the young man also placed a wooden box in his hand on the table. He moved very lightly, and then carefully opened the lid of the box.
A purple inkstone appeared in front of everyone's eyes. When they saw this inkstone, most of the Liang family members did not have any big changes in their expressions. They just thought that the color of the inkstone was very beautiful and it looked very grand.
However, when Liang Zhengqiao saw the inkstone, his eyes widened and he couldn't help but stand up. Not only him, but also Xu Yansong and other old men were also staring closely at the inkstone.
"Duanzhou stoneworkers are as skillful as gods, sharpening their swords in the sky and cutting purple clouds." Xu Yansong murmured.
"There are no strange stones after all the purple clouds are cut, and only the inferior ones are white banana leaves. Now they are pushing blue and white again, rubbing and pointing, vying to praise each other. A crab cannot be like a crab, and it is a pity to waste gold to buy it. Please try this new brick, and give it a try.
Like clouds and smoke."
Chen Fuhai was also chanting, and at the same time he looked at the third old man with a wry smile and said: "Brother Duanmu, you have given us a big surprise. I asked you what good things you brought before, but you still kept it a secret."
"Ziyun Inkstone, I didn't expect to see Ziyun Inkstone again. The last time I saw Ziyun Inkstone was in the National Museum."
These old people sighed, while the Liang family members on the side looked a little confused. Does this inkstone have a great origin?
Ye Ming curled his lips. He was not interested in inkstones. For him, inkstones were almost useless, and only some calligraphers would use them. Of course, if they were antiques, that would be another story.
"Ziyun Inkstone, is it the Ziyun Inkstone in Ji Xiaolan's Yuewei Thatched Cottage?"
Ye Ziyu said, as a talented woman, she naturally read a lot of poetry and books. She had also watched Ji Xiaolan's Yuewei Cottage. Many people were influenced by the TV series and thought that Ji Xiaolan's Yuewei Cottage was just a thatched cottage, but in fact it was just a bun with meat.
Not on the pleats.
In that era, what was the most expensive thing? The most expensive thing was the things used by scholars. Each of the four treasures of the study cost a lot of money. As a civil servant, Ji Xiaolan, how could he not have the four treasures of the study? Even the pursuit of the four treasures of the study was far away.
more than others.
There are ninety-nine inkstones recorded in Yuewei Caotang's notes alone, and the one he likes most is the Ziyun Inkstone. The poem that the old man recited earlier was written by Ji Xiaolan himself.
Made by Ziyun Inkstone.
Ziyun Inkstone is the best among inkstones, no one will doubt this.
While everyone was immersed in Zi Yunyan's shock, Fang Ming's expression became a little weird. He didn't know how bad a person Ziyu's grandfather was, that so many people would come to him to slap him in the face.
Wisteria potted plants, Wenwan walnuts and this purple cloud inkstone, how could these be given to Zhang Zhangyan? They are obviously here to show off and slap in the face.
If he doesn't come up with anything good in return, he'll probably get slapped in the face.
Fang Ming pondered for a moment and said to Ye Ming: "Uncle Ye, I seem to have left something in the car. Give me your car keys and I'll go down and look for it."
"Okay, the car will be parked in the parking space below."
Ye Ming handed the car keys to Fang Ming, and after Fang Ming walked out of the room, Xu Chengan's eyes flashed brightly, because he could also see that the three old people in front of him were not here to share good things at all.
Yes, this was a deliberate attempt to slap Grandpa Liang in the face.
Thinking of this, Xu Chengan suddenly thought of the things he put in his car, and found a reason to leave the Liang family.
Downstairs, Fang Ming naturally didn't want to get anything from the car. Instead, he walked to a corner and placed his hand on the mark on his chest. His figure disappeared from the spot, only to reappear a few minutes later.
Fang Ming appeared again with an extra box in his hand. Coincidentally, Xu Chengan also walked up from downstairs at this time, also holding a box in his hand.
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other, but Xu Chengan's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "I came to visit Grandpa Liang this time, but I forgot my gift in the car."
"What a coincidence, so am I."
Fang Ming knew very well that Xu Chengan definitely did not forget the gift in the car. After all, he came in with a gift box in his hand before. It can only be said that the gift in his hand was a temporary decision.
Of course, Fang Ming himself was the same, so after the two of them tacitly said a few words, they walked into the Liang family one after another.
In the lobby of the Liang family, Chen Fuhai and the others were asking Liang Zhengqiao to comment on these three good things. Liang Zhengqiao didn't want to comment, but people came to slap him in the face. Why couldn't he refuse?
Just when Liang Zhengqiao was about to suppress his dissatisfaction and comment, Xu Chengan said with a smile: "Grandpa Liang, in the rush of coming up earlier, I forgot to bring a gift."
When Xu Yansong heard his grandson's words, he had a look of confusion on his face. When he saw the gift box in his grandson's hand, he was stunned for a moment, but then he glanced at Ye Ziyu who was sitting next to his friend, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
A thoughtful look.
"No need to bother."
Liang Zhengqiao smiled and waved his hand, but then he noticed Fang Ming who followed him in. Fang Ming also held a box in his hand.
"Well, I just forgot a gift in the car."
Regardless of the weird looks from everyone, Fang Ming placed the box on the table extremely calmly.m.