"Yes, the first time I helped someone look at Gao Fang, but fortunately, it was an imitation of Dong Yuan, and it was barely a shame to say it. Yu Yao smiled bitterly.

"How can I call you a shameful thing?"

When they arrived at Liulichang, they parked their cars in a nearby parking lot, and Wu Chen and Yu Yao walked over.

It's really a small shop, the main entrance is not on the street, and when I walked into an alley on the side of the street, I saw the face of the small door.

Although the door face is small, the plaque is large, and the tone is also big, and the name of the store is "Chinese Painting Rooftop".

However, after walking in, it is not cramped inside, mainly because a few side rooms are opened.

There is no counter, and there is a table and chairs on one side against the wall. In the center of a "four-sided flat" long painting table, iron wood, although it is a new thing, but the workmanship is OK, there is also a pen stand, inkstone, ink ingot paperweight or something on one side of the table, and there are rolled up calligraphy and painting felts.

There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls on the four sides, and there are several blue and white vats on the innermost wall, which are stuffed with scrolls.

The shopkeeper was a lean man, in his fifties, with thinning hair and sunken eyes. However, the eyes are very bright, and they are dressed neatly, with a light gray stand-up collar, short sleeves, revealing the cuffs of a white shirt, golden buttons are shining, and there is a string of dark eight immortal core carvings on one wrist, looking at it for some years.

"Wu Chu, you are early enough, I am thinking that you will come in the evening, and when you are done, please go to the old shop at the front door to eat a bite of burning duck heart. ”

"It's a little difficult to say such kind words to me, and let you invite you to dinner. Come, let me introduce it first. ”

Then, Wu Chen introduced to both parties, the shopkeeper's surname is Guan, Guan Yuanli, Wu Chen called him Lao Guan, in front of Yu Yao, jokingly said that he started by relying on a few "back door down".

Speaking of the back door, it is the same as Suzhou films, but it does not have the historical origin of Suzhou films, and it is a synonym for calligraphy and painting from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, there were many antique calligraphy and painting shops in the area of Di'anmen. Di'anmen is the back gate of the Forbidden City, so it has this name.

The antique calligraphy and painting shops around the back door are very hot, because the building near the water has the moon first, so many dignitaries and rich people, as well as some foreigners, like to come here to find things.

A large number of calligraphy and paintings imitating the old collection of the Qing Dynasty came into being, and many people bought them as genuine, because the level of counterfeiting was extremely high. First of all, the materials are all old silk, old paper and old ink from the palace, and the paintings are not mediocre hands, such as Qi Kun, who imitated Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming, and Ma Jin, who imitated Lang Shining, are all considered famous.

The calligraphy and painting that falls down the back door, until now, still appear on the market, and some of them have flowed abroad, and the lethality is not small, and it is estimated that there are still many people who still regard it as genuine.

When Wu Chen introduced Yu Yao, he exaggerated the use of a "master of calligraphy and painting appreciation", and he heard Guan Yuanli speak directly. Believe it or not, of course.

"It's good to come early, there are few people, my little guy hasn't come yet!" Guan Yuanli was about to let them go to the Eight Immortals table to drink two sips of tea first, but Wu Chen waved his hand and offered to look at the painting directly.

Guan Yuanli didn't let him go, and then carefully took out an old mahogany calligraphy and painting box from the cabinet. This box is naturally matched, the material is not bad, the workmanship is not ambiguous, the dragon and phoenix are carved, and the Buddha relies on gold.

The painting inside is not framed on the scroll, only the heart of the painting remains, about one and a half meters long, about two feet wide, the old silk is brown and yellow, and the upper eye is not a new thing.

The picture is the first sunny scene after the rain, the mountains are foggy, and the waterfalls are flowing springs.

Guan Yuanli pressed the two ends with a paperweight, and raised his hand, "Wu Chu, please take your eyes?"

Wu Chen first glanced at it a few times, but Yu Yao first looked at the condition of the old silk.

As a result, without looking closely, Wu Chen directly pointed at Guan Yuanli and shouted, "Old Guan, you are entertaining me!"

"Don't buckle your hat like that, Wu Chu, I'm the first to find you when I get this good thing." ”

"The real thing is in the old beautiful Freer Art Museum!"

Guan Yuanli smiled slightly, "Wu Chu, others don't know, don't you know? The "Qinglan Waterfall Map" in the collection of Lao Mei Museum, everyone in the industry says that it is a copy of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Of course I know this! But such a well-known work, when a duplicate one emerges, I don't need to look closely, and my heart will be cold first!"

"Wu Chu, you said it yourself, you didn't look closely! This one, let's not discuss whether it is genuine, just say that this year, at least earlier than the Qing Dynasty, right? Besides, this one is different from that one! It has a paragraph!" Guan Yuanli said as he stretched out his hand and tapped the place where the payment was made.

The painting does have a paragraph, and it is a regular script written vertically:

Dong Yuan, deputy envoy of Beiyuan.

During the Five Dynasties, Dong Yuan was an official in the Southern Tang Dynasty and indeed served as the deputy envoy of Beiyuan, so later generations also called him Dong Beiyuan.

"It's nothing with or without a model. Wu Chen groaned.

To be honest, the standard of this painting is still very high, at least it is no worse than "the back door falls".

"That's! Your eyesight is here! It's just an ornament. Guan Yuanli said, and then pointed to a mountain rock, "Look at this linen, it's quite in place!"

Phi linen, landscape painting techniques, is since Dong Yuan founded. The form is like scattered hemp, which is scattered and intertwined, and is mostly used to express the structure and texture of mountain stones.

"However, this silk and ink can't reach Song!" Wu Chen followed after groaning.

In fact, although Wu Chen agreed that this old silk and old ink was earlier than the Qing Dynasty, he could not judge that it could not reach the Song Dynasty, and he did not look closely, and saw that it was "Qinglan Waterfall Map", and then called Guan Yuanli.

Guan Yuanli waved his hand, "It's still the same sentence, whether it's true or not is not discussed, but this old silk and old ink can be designated to Song!"

This sold and bought, tacitly, can not be regarded as Dong Yuan's authentic work. But imitation and imitation are not the same, the same painting technique, of course, the older the year, the more valuable. In terms of not reaching the Song Dynasty, Guan Yuanli will not let go.

At this time, Yu Yao was still carefully examining, after reading the silk and ink, and examining the brushwork.

If you want to talk about this Dong Yuan, in fact, Yu Yao can't see through it.

There are too few historical materials about this person, Dong Yuan or Dong Yuan are controversial, and the experience is relatively vague, and the personality, concepts, and beliefs are also unclear. He's more of a concept, an art history and textbook concept.

Later generations of painters who admired Dong Yuan, judging from the comments, also had different understandings of Dong Yuan. In other words, they all have a Dong Yuan hidden in their hearts, a Dong Yuan who is different from others' hearts.

Wu Chen did not continue to refute Guan Yuanli, but looked at Yu Yao. Yu Yao raised his head at this time, as if to say to himself, "I seem to have seen this painting somewhere······"

"Huh?" Wu Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

Guan Yuanli smiled, "Mr. Yu, this painting is not easy to come by, and I really can't say much about the specifics." ”

He misunderstood Yu Yao, thinking that Yu Yao deliberately led the conversation and wanted to ask where he came.

In fact, Yu Yao didn't mean this, he really felt like he had seen it in a trance for a while.

Wu Chen waved his hand to Guan Yuanli, "Old Guan, you wait a minute, let's say a few words." ”