Chapter 220: Dongzhou Lu Dongpo
Yu Yao and Lin Fengcao waited for the car on the side of the road, and Yu Yao insisted on letting Lin Fengcao get on first, and the hotel he stayed in was indeed closer. Of course, he didn't go to the hotel, but took a taxi to the address of the chess and card room sent to him by Bai Yonghai.
Yu Yao came early, but he didn't expect Bai Yonghai to come earlier. When Yu Yao entered the private room, Bai Yonghai was already sitting at the mahjong table and drinking a cup of tea.
Yu Yao said hello, first looked around, but didn't see anything.
"Mr. Bai, it's so late, can you look at things directly?" Yu Yao sat down, and said in his heart, isn't it a small thing, he directly put it on his body?
Bai Yonghai opened a folding fan in his hand and fanned it, "Mr. Yu is still in a hurry, let's have a cup of tea first." โ
"It's a cold day, you take a ยทยทยทยทยทยท" Yu Yao was halfway through his words, and suddenly stared at the folding fan in Bai Yonghai's hand, "What are you talking about, is this folding fan?"
Bai Yonghai smiled proudly, put away the folding fan, and put it on the mahjong table, "I want to wait for you to have a cup of tea, but you can see through it at a glance." โ
Yu Yao was also polite, and picked it up directly.
The fan bone of this folding fan is made of brown bamboo, and the outermost keel is pasted with bamboo yellow, Ruyi ornamentation, typical Qing Dynasty style.
Slowly opened, the palm bamboo fan bone is divided into eighteen gears, the jade version of the fan surface, and the upper and lower ends are sealed with yellow edges.
On one side is colored orchid grass, supplemented by mountain stones. There is not much pen and ink, but the orchids are graceful, a few orchids loom among the leaves, and one is scattered under a long leaf. The white space is just right, the whole picture is timeless and smart, and the aftertaste is long.
"It's a good painting, right?" Bai Yonghai lit a cigarette, "Your eyesight, calligraphy and painting must not be weak!"
"How do I know calligraphy and painting?" Yu Yao said with a smile, "However, the precious fan bones are all red sandalwood ivory and the like, and palm bamboo and bamboo are more common." โ
"You don't understand this!" Bai Yonghai shook his head, "Rosewood ivory is customary, only brown bamboo and bamboo, and elegant things!"
This shocked Yu Yao a little, I didn't expect this Bai Yonghai to be able to say something!
The fan bone of the folding fan was only begun to be valued in the Ming Dynasty, and various precious materials such as rosewood ivory have appeared, but the literati still like bamboo.
Besides, the most valuable part of this folding fan is actually the calligraphy and painting on the fan.
The bluegrass that Yu Yao looked at did not have a signature and a seal. Yu Yao looked at the other side and asked, "Mr. Bai is still a literati!
On the other hand, there is a cursive five-character poem:
Chunlan is like a beauty, not ashamed to offer herself. When I smell the wind and dew, Peng Ai is not seen. Danqing is a true color, and wants to make up for the biography. For it, it is like Lingjun, and the crown does not dare to swallow.
The inscription is very special, and it is also in the form of two five-word poems: Dongzhou records Dongpo, and the name is a layman.
Although Yu Yao asked him, he had actually understood it. Bai Yonghai laughed dryly, "This is the handiwork of a famous master in the Qing Dynasty!"
When Yu Yao heard it, since he said so, he couldn't understand it.
The fan surface of this folding fan, one side is bluegrass, there is no inscription and no vermilion, and the other side is a cursive five-character poem, there is no vermilion, only the inscription, but this inscription is more obscure, not a separate name, but at the end of the five-character poem followed by two sentences.
Moreover, the cursive script is difficult to read, and it is normal for Bai Yonghai to not understand it.
"Mr. Bai, you just talk about famous artists, but there is no signature on both sides of this fan, how can you be sure?" Yu Yao said again.
"With your kind of eyesight, do you not understand calligraphy and painting?" Bai Yonghai asked rhetorically, "Do you still need to see the seal?"
Yu Yao closed the folding fan and put it on the mahjong table, "I have a specialization in the art industry, Mr. Bai! Calligraphy and painting are the most difficult one in antiques, and I am indeed a shortcoming in this regard." โ
Bai Yonghai thought for a while, "This word, this painting, at first glance, it is the handwriting of a famous artist, this bone fan should be from the Qing Dynasty, right?"
"This year, I look like it, but it is also from the late Qing Dynasty. This fan bone craftsmanship is okay, but if the fan surface is just ordinary literati calligraphy and painting, it will not be very interesting. โ
Bai Yonghai leaned forward, looked at Yu Yao and said, "The things that our old man used to have at hand can't be bad. This bluegrass and calligraphy are the same handwriting. โ
He's also trying to reminisce now. I often listen to the old man chant some literati sentences, but I remember some, but whose work is this fan, I really didn't care at the time, I couldn't remember when I found the folding fan, and I still can't remember it now, I only remember that the bluegrass and calligraphy are the handwriting of one person.
Even if there is no vague payment, of course Yu Yao knows that it is a person's handwriting, but he frowned and said, "The orchid looks good, but this cursive script looks a little unbearable, it can't be that he is still improvising in painting, and calligraphy is not good, right?" โ
If it was in front of an expert, how could Yu Yao be so nonsense, but Bai Yonghai probably couldn't find anything wrong.
Bai Yonghai really couldn't find fault with Yu Yao's words, but he could hold on to something else, "Mr. Yu, as the saying goes, applause is an idler, praise and criticism are buyers, and the others don't accept it, do you want it?"
"It's okay if you want it, it's a literati of the Qing Dynasty, but it's just this price?"
"Look at it, isn't it just a bargain after all?" Bai Yonghai smiled, "You can look at it!"
"Give more and give less, I can't handle it well. It's better Mr. Bai, you can call it!"
Bai Yonghai smiled, "I said at the time that there were still things first, but later you took the Immortal Pill for 300,000 yuan, which made me earn an extra 100,000 yuan, and this matter is later." Supposedly, if it's a small thing, I'll give it to you. But this thing, you also said, literati and elegant things, the sought-after goods on the market!"
This antique business, when talking about it, is different from other businesses, false and wrong, clouds and mountains and fog cover, on the surface it seems to be nonsense, but in fact, every sentence has a contest. Bai Yonghai sells a lot of things, and his level in this area has really grown a lot.
"If you don't take care of me anymore, I'll have to drink the northwest wind!" Yu Yao laughed.
"Mr. Yu, let's talk behind closed doors, you are willing to take down that string of longevity pills for 300,000 yuan, if I guess correctly, there must be a big buyer who has come to you before, right? โ
Yu Yaoxin said, yes, you can think about it, although you haven't thought about it for a long time. But even Yang Rui and Lin Fengcao can't understand it, and it's normal that you can't jump out of this circle.
"Mr. Bai, I can't answer what you say. It's better to make a direct offer and take care of me somewhat. โ
Bai Yonghai didn't speak again, he muttered for a while, and finally stretched out three fingers.
"Three thousand, then I won't talk about it!"
"Don't be so joking, 30,000! That is, at you! This old fan bone with yellow brown bamboo keel alone can be worth 10,000!"
Yu Yao's heart is determined, the previous knocking and beating, it is really a bit useful! There are only two of them in the private room of this chess and card room, this leak, and they are picking it up.