Chapter 242: Wang Dafan fishes and ploughs and reads four screens

Wang Ze looked at Li Haohong with a nervous expression.

This kind of thing is not a joke, as long as you are next to it, it is estimated that you will have to sit through it.

Li Haohong pondered for a moment and ordered: "Bureau Liao, let someone make a record of them on the spot." ”

"Good!"

Director Liao asked one of the police officers to take Chen Song and Wang Ze aside to take notes, while the others went to the adjacent office area to arrest all the personnel of the company.

The police officer didn't dare to slack off when he saw that Team Li knew Chen Song, but after seeing Chen Song's ID card, he was stunned and said, "Thatched slope in Yuwan Village, Yuwan Town, Daguan County, Zhaotong City...... Got this place?"

He looked up at Chen Song and asked, "Which county is next to your house?"

Chen Song looked confused.

How did he know which county it was, and he didn't even know where the thatched slope was.

However, judging from the name of the address I have seen in the past two days, I think it is also a very remote place, so I replied: "I don't remember very much, we are full of mountains, we usually walk on mountain roads, and the markets are far away, so I usually don't pay attention to these." ”

"There are deep mountains and old forests, belonging to the natural village, I didn't expect you to be there, little brother. ”

Li Haohong happened to pass by, glanced at Chen Song's ID card, and seemed to understand why Chen Song's skills were so good.

In the past, many strange people chose to escape in the deep mountains and old forests, and Chen Song was likely to be the inheritor of them.

"Ours is really like a primeval forest, full of big trees. ”

Chen Song smiled.

"Team Lee!"

The officer said hello to Li Haohong with some nervousness.

"Don't worry about me, you just make a transcript.

Li Haohong pulled a chair and sat down next to him.

Wang Ze didn't have an ID card on him, but fortunately he remembered the ID number, so he had to say that he had lost his ID card when he came to travel, and reported it to the police officer for registration and verification, although the police officer was very curious about why Wang Ze would travel here alone at such a young age, but he didn't continue to ask.

The police officer asked Chen Song in detail about the conflict between the two and Luo Jing, and after recording it, he found that there was no problem and asked Chen Song and Wang Ze to sign on it.

Li Haohong smiled at Chen Song and said, "Since it's okay, you can go back, and don't get into other people's cars indiscriminately in the future." ”

"I'll pay attention later!"

Chen Song thanked him a little embarrassedly, got up and walked out the door with Wang Ze.

When I went downstairs, I saw young men and women in bright clothes, handcuffed in their hands, lined up to be escorted to the bus parked downstairs.

The two of them faced the setting sun and walked aimlessly along both sides of the road.

A middle-aged woman dressed plainly dressed and wearing a sunhat hurried past the two of them with four boards, two tied at each end of the pole.

Chen Song saw the contents of the board, hurriedly called out to the middle-aged woman, and asked, "What are these four pieces of yours?"

The middle-aged woman stopped, her dark face showed a simple smile, and replied: "This is a porcelain plate painting, I don't know much about the specifics." ”

Chen Song asked, "Can I take a look?"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged woman carefully put down the four boards and said with a smile: "If you want to look at it, you can buy it." ”

Chen Song nodded, leaned over and watched carefully.

The old man loved to collect in his life, in order to let Chen Song grow up to help him collect the world's treasures to offset the money for medicinal materials, he taught Chen Song how to distinguish the authenticity of antiques since he was a child.

These four porcelain panel paintings are all equipped with a dark black wooden carved frame, the overall height is about one meter two, and the width is also more than thirty or forty centimeters, which looks like some vintage.

The depictions depicted above are the four industries of fishing, woodcutter, farmer, and scholar, with fishing as the leader.

The "fisherman" is Yan Ziling of the Eastern Han Dynasty, only eight buckets high, but he does not want to be an official all his life, and repeatedly refuses the invitation of Liu Xiu, the Guangwu Emperor of the Han Dynasty (6 B.C. ~ 57 A.D., the founding emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty), who was once a classmate, and lives in seclusion in Tonglu, Zhejiang, fishing for the rest of his life.

"Woodcutter" is the minister of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Zhu Maichen, Bangu "Book of Han" records that Zhu Maichen was originally poor, went to the mountains to chop firewood for a living, and loved to read. His wife was unbearable to be poor and married someone else, but he continued to improve himself and continue to learn. Later, he was recommended by Yan Zhu and became a doctor and literary courtier of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

"Ploughing" refers to the allusion of Shun cultivating the mountains, and the record of Shun cultivating the mountains was first seen in the "Mozi?? Shang Xianxia": In the past, Shun cultivated in Lishan, Tao in the river, fished in Leize, gray in Changyang, Yaode's service to Ze's yang, and became the son of heaven. Legend has it that there are elephants that plough for it, and there are birds that cultivate for it.

"Reading" describes the story of Su Qin's hard work. Su Qinzi Jizi, a native of Luoyang in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, was employed by Mr. Guigu in the Qi State. In order to gain fame, he read angrily, read until late at night every day, and whenever he wanted to doze off, he stabbed his thigh with an iron awl to refresh himself, and later became a famous columnist in the Warring States Period.

Fisherman, woodcutter, farmer and scholar are the four more important occupations of the agrarian society, representing the basic lifestyle and value orientation of the common people, and also the symbol of life after the official eunuch is used to express the retirement.

The four screen porcelain plate paintings are fired smoothly, the tire glaze is fine and elegant, the facial depiction of the characters is delicate, the light and shade changes are exquisite, the blending technique is unique, the three-dimensional sense is strong, the color matching is elegant, and it is very charming.

Although the painting is delicate and the colors are gorgeous, Chen Song always felt that something was wrong.

The paintings on these four screens were neither pastels nor multicolor, a way he had never seen before, and the lines of the paintings always felt lacking in strength.

He squatted down, close to the porcelain plate picture, looked at it carefully, and stroked it with his hand from time to time, and found that some of the patterns were grid-like, very thin color bars, and if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't see it at all, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Normally, mineral pigments are used for painting on porcelain, and it stands to reason that the colors are unified and integrated, and it is impossible to have such uniform grid lines.

Middle-aged women also do not rush and seem to be commonplace in this situation.

"Wuchen Year Wang Dafan made in Zhushan ......"

Chen Song saw that every porcelain plate painting had the same inscription on it, and he had never heard of Wang Dafan in his impression, so it stands to reason that such painters should not be obscure.

Wang Ze wondered why Chen Song was suddenly interested in this porcelain plate painting, and when he saw him looking at the porcelain plate painting blankly, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Who is Wang Dafan?"

Chen Song asked subconsciously.

Wang Ze replied without thinking: "One of the eight friends of Zhushan in the Republic of China." ”

"No wonder!"

Chen Song suddenly realized.

When the old man moved to the Demon Domain, it was the late Qing Dynasty, and he was naturally blank about what happened in the outside world after the late Qing Dynasty, and it was normal that he hadn't heard the old man mention it.

He examined the four screens again, judging from the oxidation marks of the carcass and wooden frame of the porcelain tiles, they were really decades old, and he looked up at the middle-aged woman and asked, "How do you sell this painting?"

The middle-aged woman saw that Chen Song was interested, and suddenly came to her senses, and said happily: "I don't understand either, you have to like two hundred yuan, four yuan and eight hundred yuan." ”

"You're not going to buy it, are you?"

Wang Ze looked at Chen Song speechlessly.

"I don't have the money to buy it, so I'll ask for the price. ”

Chen Song smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Eating is a problem now, and even if you want to buy it, you don't have the money.

When the middle-aged woman heard Chen Song's words, she immediately pulled up her face, and after a long time, she was a person who only looked at it and didn't buy it, she hung the porcelain plate painting on the flat shoulder with a displeased face, picked it up and walked forward.

"Even if you have money, it's not recommended to buy it. ”

Wang Ze glanced at the middle-aged woman who had left and said, "Now there are many people like this who walk the streets and alleys and sell fake antiques on the street. ”

"You're saying the porcelain panel painting is a fake?"

Chen Song was a little surprised, and suddenly remembered the old man's words, the antique is deep, but as long as you can find something wrong and choose to give up, you will not be deceived.

The lack of strength in the lines of this porcelain panel, as well as the inexplicable grid, are already two problems, even if they are absolutely unique in other aspects, there is still a suspicion of fakes.

"Of course it's fake, how can there be so many real things. ”

Wang Ze saw that Chen Song didn't understand the inside story, and said a little proudly: "That painting is made by sticker process, that is, the pattern on it is printed by computer, this kind of thing is fake at a glance, as long as you see that there are small grid lines on it, it is the ink dot when printing." ”

"I see!"

Wang Ze's words solved Chen Song's question just now.

I patronize according to the quality of the handmade painting to distinguish, forget that there is such a thing, as long as the original photo is printed, the pattern can be exactly the same.

Chen Song asked again: "The wooden frame and porcelain carcass, I think it is indeed decades old, what is going on!"

"You even look at antiques?"

Wang Ze looked at Chen Song like a monster.

It is much more difficult to determine the specific year of an antique than to simply judge the authenticity!

"You don't know!"

Chen Song remembered the era when Wang Ze said Wang Dafan just now.

Antiques are different from others, from ancient times to the present are very unpopular things, people who play are either rich or expensive, ordinary people rarely know, but Wang Ze can casually say Wang Dafan's age, it can be seen that he also knows very much about antiques.

"Because I have it at home. ”

Wang Ze hesitated and said: "My grandfather likes to collect very much, and the four screens of Wang Dafan's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting that he bought at a high price are hung in the living room, I see them every day, can I not know them!"

"Then tell me about this Wang Dafan. ”

Chen Song suddenly became interested.

"Okay, but I also listened to my grandfather. ”

Wang Ze told him what he had heard about Wang Dafan from his grandfather.

Wang Dafan is one of the eight friends of Zhushan in Jingdezhen. The name of the eight friends of Zhushan at that time was "Full Moon Meeting", which was the master of pastel and porcelain prints that fell to the folk after the imperial kiln factory stopped firing, not referring to eight people, but the "eight friends" often said were: Wang Qi, Wang Dafan, Wang Yeting, Deng Bishan, Bi Botao, He Xuren, Cheng Yiting, Liu Yucen.

Wang Dafan is good at ceramic figure painting, and also writes landscapes, flowers and birds. His simplicity, delicate brush, rigorous conception, momentum free and easy, especially he can skillfully combine the "Yixing" in Chinese painting with ceramic painting, the style of painting is pure and dignified, after Wang Qi's death, he aimed at the phenomenon of advocating foreign color in the ceramic industry at that time, and devoted himself to studying, and finally in 1939, on the basis of light color painting, he created the ceramic "ground pastel" technique.

This technique is unique, thick and thin, part-time with writing, the decorative effect is elegant and vulgar, widely used, in the inheritance and carry forward the exploration of traditional Chinese arts and crafts, new artistic achievements have been achieved.

The porcelain plate paintings of Zhushan Bayou have been very popular over the years, and the price has risen all the way, so naturally a lot of fakes were born, and the wooden frames and porcelain tiles that Chen Song said have decades of problems, which are completely caused by high imitation, and the blank porcelain tiles and wooden frames left during the Republic of China period are used, and these wooden frames are likely to be dismantled or repaired after being destroyed by other porcelain plate paintings.

"It turned out to be floor pastel. ”

Chen Song secretly memorized the name and characteristics of this kind of painting.

The two chatted while walking, and Wang Ze also told Chen Song about some of the modern antique fraud methods he had heard, which opened Chen Song's eyes and secretly sighed that this counterfeiting method has really emerged in an endless stream from ancient times to the present, but modern times have become more advanced and trouble-free.

The two unconsciously walked into an unusually prosperous street, the shops on both sides of the road were full of shoppers, and the smell of cream wafting in the distance shocked the two of them, and they couldn't help but drool.

"The taste of cake ......"

Wang Ze took a deep breath and looked intoxicated.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had eaten cake, and remembered that he still had dozens of yuan in his pocket, so he turned to Chen Song and suggested, "Why don't we try it?"

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