"Is Mr. Yang here? Wang Yuan came to visit before!"

A hearty voice came.

Yang Fei didn't know who Wang Yuanzhi was, and there was no such number one person in the memory bank!

"Mr. Wang, please forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know you are?" Yang Fei walked over as he spoke.

"Mr. Yang has never been in Beijing, so of course he doesn't recognize me. I am a friend of Fu Heng, and I heard Fu Heng mention that Mr. Yang came to the capital, so he didn't take the liberty to visit. ”

Yang Fei thought to himself, Fu Heng hadn't told me about it.

The person in front of him was dressed very plainly, wearing a cardigan shirt, a pair of old cloth shoes with a blue face and white soles, a little raunchy, but his aura was extraordinary, and he had a dusty temperament.

Just as he was groaning, a crisp shout came from outside the door: "Yang Fei!"

As soon as Yang Fei heard this voice, he knew that it was Fu Ying who was coming.

Fu Ying grinned, still carrying some fruits in her hand, and walked over: "Uncle Wang, I went to buy fruit, why didn't you wait for me and come over by yourself?"

As soon as Yang Fei heard this, he knew that Wang Yuanzhi was really Fu Heng's friend.

"Mr. Wang, it's a good thing. Yang Fei smiled and said to Fu Ying, "You can come here, why do you still go to buy fruits?"

"It's not strange to have a lot of people! You just came, you must have nothing to eat, nothing to entertain the guests, did you? I bought you fruit, and you just used it to entertain your guests. ”

Wang Yuanzhi said with a smile: "I don't dare to be a distinguished guest, I am just a vulgar person." ”

Fu Ying said: "Yang Fei, don't be deceived by his words, you are not an insider, you don't know him, Uncle Wang is the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world, the words written and the paintings drawn are all sold in square feet, and Runge is exceptionally high! Wait a minute, you must ask him to paint a few paintings for you, and when he dies, these paintings will be valuable." ”

Wang Yuanzhi glared angrily.

Fu Ying said again: "Also, Uncle Wang has another layer of identity, he is the chief appraiser and cultural relics restorer of the Beijing Museum, those old calligraphy and paintings that have been insect-resided or weathered, in his hands, can be restored as new!"

Wang Yuanzhi sneered: "If you don't learn it, you can't do it! The old calligraphy and painting are restored as new? Do you want me to fake it?"

Fu Ying rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I used the wrong word, it should be called repair as before." ”

Yang Fei's expression froze, and he said, "Mr. Wang is really a master, please inside." ”

Wang Yuanzhi said: "You're welcome. ”

Fu Ying approached Yang Fei and said in a low voice: "My dad said it, tell you to find a way to keep him." ”

Yang Fei was stunned.

Fu Ying said: "I made a mistake, not to stay for one night, but to stay by your side to do things." ”

Yang Fei said: "Can he agree?"

Fu Ying said: "It depends on your ability! Hehehe! In your museum, there must be two masters of cultural relics in the town hall, right?"

Yang Fei thought to himself, this is a good point. By his side, there is only Fu Heng alone, which is obviously not enough. And Fu Heng can recommend Wang Yuanzhi, this person must be good.

Serve tea and gossip.

Wang Yuanzhi talked and laughed, although he was a guest, he was at home, without a sense of restraint, talking quickly, and every pearl was said.

Yang Fei thought to himself, this Wang Yuanzhi is really a talent, but I don't know him, so I invited him to the curtain at first glance, can he agree?

After the conversation, Yang Fei became more and more determined to invite Wang Yuanzhi's idea, so he went straight to the point and proposed to hire him as the vice president of a private museum.

Wang Yuanzhi waved his hand with a smile and said: "I am a lazy person, in the museum, I am just an idle position, and most of the work I usually do is assigned to the apprentices, and I don't care about anything." Isn't it embarrassing for me that you asked me to do things for you?"

Yang Fei listened to the meaning of his words, although he did not agree, but he did not refuse very much, so he smiled and said: "The museum is a start-up, and it urgently needs a talent like Mr. Wang to come and help.

Wang Yuanzhi said: "You hired me as the vice president, presumably the position of the dean must be played by Brother Fu?"

"Exactly. Yang Fei said.

"I heard Fu Heng say that Mr. Yang is a person who loves antiques, and I have a look up to him, so I came here to talk about it, just to meet the masters, but I didn't expect Fu Heng to have other intentions and want me to help you do things!" Wang Yuanzhi shook his head lightly.

Yang Fei said: "Wang Xian is a master in the ancient literary world, and he is also a Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world, if Mr. is unwilling to submit to the position of vice president, Yang Fei will not dare to force it." I just beg my husband to be the honorary director of my museum, okay?"

Wang Yuanzhi laughed and said: "What kind of reputation is not honorable, and I Wang Yuanzhi disdains it." If you want to ask me to be your vice president, you can do that, but I can only go to work two days a week. The rest of the time, I have to do my own business. I have a job in the museum, and I also have a painting and calligraphy studio and an antique shop!"

Yang Fei said: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your willingness to give in." ”

Fu Ying shouted beside him: "Uncle Wang, you can draw a few paintings and give them to Yang Fei!"

Wang Yuanzhi: "You can write and paint, but I can't miss anything from Runge." ”

Yang Feichu heard that he couldn't take a point, and was about to speak, when he suddenly woke up, what people said was that no one should be less, but he was stunned.

Wang Yuanzhi said with a smile: "It's not that Wang loves money, but although calligraphy and painting are the best skills, they are also paper and ink work. And the Buddha also said that the true scriptures should not be passed on lightly. Therefore, if I don't use the pen, it is enough, and once I do, this runge is indispensable. ”

Yang Fei said with a smile: "This nature should be offered to Runge." ”

There is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the courtyard.

Wang Yuanzhi said: "Don't worry, I have everything in the car." ”

After a while, he really took the four treasures of the study.

Yang Fei called the mouse and Ma Feng, cleaned up the two tables in the house, and put them together.

Wang Yuanzhi paved the paper.

But seeing that his pen is a dragon and snake, a calligraphy work is swept away.

He wrote a line of grass.

"Make a good wish, get married, and enjoy the best blessings;

Choose a high place to stand, find a flat place to live, and go to a wide place. ”

Yang Fei savored it and thought so.

Wang Yuanzhi spread out another piece of rice paper and painted with a pen.

The brush is in his hand, it becomes magical, a dry pen stroke, it is the trunk of an old plum, the pen head is so turned, and then a little lighter, it is a lifelike plum blossom, casually dyed a few times, the distant mountains will come out.

In less than half an hour, a majestic "red country" was painted.

Yang Fei was amazed, thinking that Wang Yuanzhi's painting style is completely different from Li Yanan's, but each has its own merits, and they are all excellent works.

Yang Fei asked Wang Yuanzhi, how should Runge be served?

Wang Yuanzhi smiled: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Yang just looks at it and gives it a little." ”

Of course, Yang Fei wouldn't give it casually, so he took advantage of Wang Yuanzhi's time to wash his hands and asked Fu Ying.

Fu Ying covered her mouth lightly and said in a low voice: "Twenty-one square feet." ”

Yang Fei asked again: "How do these two works be considered flat?"

Fu Ying said: "Calligraphy is two four-foot folios, together it is four feet, and the whole rice paper of four feet is two feet wide and four feet long, and the multiplication is eight square feet." The painting is a whole sheet of six feet, three feet wide and six feet long, which is eighteen square feet when multiplied. Eight plus eighteen is twenty-four square feet. ”

Yang Fei couldn't help but be speechless, these two works, can't be 480,000?

This Wang Yuanzhi is definitely not here to fight the autumn wind?