Chapter 82 Wang Lao's pro-system of high-standing monks, the head of the gourd

Zhang Junping smiled bitterly, studied his manuscript for a long time, and discussed the matter of publishing a book together for a long time, but he didn't know what his name was.

"Elder Wang, my name is Zhang Junping, you can just call me Xiao Zhang!"

"Oh, yes, yes!

The old man is taking advantage of you this time.

So, you can choose something in my office as a gift for you!

You can't choose those things, it's a national thing!" Wang Shixiang said to Zhang Junping with a smile.

Zhang Junping admired Wang Shixiang and Wang Lao even more, Wang Lao felt that he was taking advantage of his youth, so he was ready to send something to make up for it.

As the No. 1 player in Beijing, Wang Shixiang's things, especially the objects that can be enjoyed at any time in the office, each has a unique meaning.

"Elder Wang, this is not appropriate, publishing a book together, I am borrowing your light to make a name for myself! How can I win your love again?" Zhang Junping hurriedly refused.

"Why do you look down on me? If you don't choose, then this matter of jointly publishing a book will be stopped!" Wang Shixiang said with a straight face.

Zhang Junping was happy in his heart, he didn't expect that the famous Wang Lao would also play tricks, he deserves to be the first player in the capital, and a childlike heart will never grow old.

"Okay, then this gourd!" Zhang Junping casually pointed to a gourd on the desk.

"Shhh......

You kid really know how to choose!" Wang Shixiang gritted his teeth in distress and said with a smile.

"Hahaha, Xiao Zhang, it's okay for me to call you that, right?" Shi Shuqing asked with a smile.

"No problem!"

"Xiao Zhang, since you chose this gourd, then I will test you, if you are right, I can also choose the same thing over there as a meeting gift for you!

If it's wrong, then I'll have to choose one to give you as a meeting gift!" Shi Lao said with a smile.

Shi Shuqing is an old-timer who likes to promote young people.

"Thank you Shi Lao for your love, I don't know much about antiques, I'm basically a layman!

I'll just guess it!" Zhang Junping said modestly.

"This gourd is a model gourd, sparks landscape, distant mountains and near water, small boats, full of leisurely fun, although it is a fire painting, but it is like ink rendering, no fireworks, the gourd is inlaid with ivory teeth, the floating cover is also framed with ivory, there is a tortoiseshell Mengxin, the hollow carving on the heart of the high tooth is carved with lotus, heron silk bird, the carving is fine, the polishing is exquisite, and the animal form is lifelike. Obviously, this is the handwriting of a famous artist, and it looks very much like the work of Sanhe Liu: a high-level monk with a gourd!" Zhang Junping took the gourd and commented.

"Hehe, are you sure this is the head of Sanhe Liu's high-standing monk?" Shi Shuqing asked quietly.

"No, I just said that it is very similar, to be exact, it is very similar, basically Sanhe Liu's god, shape, and color are imitated to the extreme!

It's a pity that one of the most critical places is overlooked!

Sanhe Liu's gourd is used in the tile fan, and the wooden mold is wrapped in paper when the tile fan is reproduced to cover up the fan marks of the mold, so the "Sanhe Liu" gourd will show a shallow paper imprint, even if it is rubbed for a hundred years, the imprint is faintly visible.

And this high-standing monk's head gourd has no paper imprint. ”

"Then why can't it be that Lao Wang likes this gourd, and he has been playing with it for many years and has worn off the paper imprint?"

"If that's the case, then how can we explain these fan marks? Such an obvious flaw is enough to show that this is an imitation of the Sanhe Liu Gaoshen monk's head gourd.

Looking at the pulp above, it is obviously left over from a long period of enjoyment.

An imitation, but Wang Lao regarded it as a beloved thing, and he enjoyed it for a long time, so I guess this should be Wang Lao's own imitation of the gourd in his early years!" Zhang Junping said in a word.

"Bang Bang!" Wang Shixiang applauded beside him: "Okay, the future life is terrifying! This high-standing monk head is indeed a Sanhe Liu work that I imitated when I was young!"

But it is also my proudest work, thousands of gourds, and finally I got such a gourd.

When I went to the Wuqi Cadre School, I didn't bring anything else, but I only took this gourd with me, and it accompanied me through the time in the Wuqi Cadre School......"

Thousands of gourds finally got only one gourd, Zhang Junping listened to it bluntly.

The extravagance of the player, outsiders really can't understand.

Guo Degang ridiculed Yu Qian in the cross talk, fifty acres of land are covered with gourds, and most people feel exaggerated.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to put it in the Qing Dynasty, and the princes of the Qing Dynasty, Baylor, were playing this extravagance, which is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Wang Shixiang was known as the first player in the capital by later generations, and compared with the prince Baylor during the Qing Dynasty, it can be said that it is a small thing, with a difference of 108,000 miles.

Baylor, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, has already industrialized eating, drinking and having fun, and has risen to the field of art.

It is said that during the Republic of China, a down-and-out Baylor came to Donglai to eat mutton dumplings.

Roll call for lamb hind leg meat and cabbage-wrapped dumplings.

As a result, when the dumplings were served, this Baylor took a bite and slapped the table and scolded the street.

Because Dong Laishun did not follow his request to wrap dumplings with hind leg meat, but used tenderloin.

With just one bite, you can tell that the meat used in the dumplings is not hind leg meat, but tenderloin, which is just a small thing.

But through this little thing, we can get a glimpse of the Manchu prince Baylor's attention to eating, drinking and having fun.

"Elder Wang, this high-standing monk's head gourd is your beloved thing, how dare the younger generation take away what you love? Why don't you change it?" Wang Shixiang Wang Lao admitted the origin of this gourd, and Zhang Junping was embarrassed to ask for this gourd again.

"Hahaha! It's okay, just take it!

The highest level of this play is sharing, and it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone!

Xiaoyou can fall in love with this gourd at first sight, which means that it is destined for you, take it!" Wang Shixiang rubbed it for a moment and stuffed the gourd into Zhang Junping's hand.

"Or, the younger generation wants that pen holder!" Zhang Junping couldn't bear to take away Wang Lao's beloved things, and casually pointed to a pen holder on the desk.

"No, that's a Ming Dynasty tooth-inlaid brown wood pen holder, which is much more valuable than the gourd in your hand!

Zhang Junping smiled, he didn't expect that he picked the most worthless object at random, which was actually Wang Lao's beloved thing, and at the same time, he also admired Wang Shixiang's character of Wang Lao.

This tall monk's head gourd, although it is not the work of Sanhe Liu, can be inherited in an orderly manner, it is made by Wang Shixiang Wang Lao himself, and it is really measured by money, not lower than the tooth-inlaid brown wood pen holder.

"Okay, Xiaoyou, don't shirk it, as long as Xiaoyou cherishes it and passes on this gourd, it's better than anything else!" Shi Shuqing played a round beside him.