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The old man was not tall, he should be in his early sixties, wearing a sweat-absorbing white practice uniform, and he looked very energetic, but since he entered the office, Zhuang Rui's eyes were fixed on the object he was holding in his arms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man was holding a woodblock about one meter long and about seventy centimeters wide, the color was a little dark red, and there were some reliefs on the side of the wooden board facing Zhuang Rui.

Zhuang Rui sat not far from the door, as soon as the old man came in, although he couldn't get started and take a closer look, Zhuang Rui could also identify it, the relief on this woodblock should be a door god, with a big head and a small body, as for Qin Qiong or Wei Chigong, Zhuang Rui couldn't recognize it.

Although the wood of the woodblock is very delicate, Zhuang Rui can see that it must not be made of rosewood, otherwise I am afraid that this old man will not be able to hold it at all.

"Old man, come, come, it's a hot day, put things down first......"

Zhuang Rui stood up and helped the old man put the wooden board on the square table, after getting started, Zhuang Rui felt that although the wooden board was quite thick, it was not very heavy.

"I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself, and I can't be a teacher......"

The old man waved his hand again and again, and finally at Zhuang Rui's insistence, he let go and let Zhuang Rui put the things on the table.

"Hehe, old man, let's drink saliva first......"

Zhuang Rui laughed, Manager Zhang will become a waiter, and immediately took a glass of water and handed it over.

"Thank you, Xiao Zhang......"

The old man and Zhang Li seemed to know each other, and after taking the water he poured, he stood there a little cramped, and said: "Mr. Zhuang, this thing was handed down by my ancestors, and it has been kept at home, and the family has been demolished recently, and the compensation is not enough to buy a house in the city, so bring this thing to you to see, if it is worth two dollars, I will sell him......"

"Old man, just call me Xiaozhuang, I can't afford to be a teacher, take the liberty of asking, your ancestor is from Zhu Xianzhen, right?"

Zhuang Rui heard that the old man wanted to sell this thing, his eyes couldn't help but light up, this object don't look at the wood ordinary, but the origin is not small, just now when I looked at it with aura, the aura contained in the wooden board was white and yellow, at least it was something left over from the middle and early Qing Dynasty.

The full name of this woodblock should be called the New Year's picture stereotype, and the New Year's picture made with it is called the woodblock New Year's picture.

People who are familiar with history should have heard the name of Zhu Xianzhen, when Yue Fei once broke the golden soldiers here, if it were not for the twelve gold medals, maybe China's history would be rewritten, but in modern times, Zhu Xianzhen is famous for its woodblock New Year paintings.

Zhuxian Town's woodblock New Year's paintings, Yang Liuqing in Tianjin, Taohuawu in Jiangsu, Weifang in Shandong, and Mianzhu in Sichuan are collectively known as the five major New Year paintings, and have been included in one of the world's intangible cultural heritages, and are also one of the most handicrafts with folk colors.

Zhu Xianzhen's New Year paintings are characterized by full composition, thick and concise lines, simple and exaggerated shapes, and fresh and gorgeous colors, which are in line with the color of this woodblock.

Another feature of Zhu Xianzhen's New Year's paintings is that they are divided into two categories, one is the god painting, such as the god of the stove, the god of heaven and earth, etc., and the other is the door god.

So Zhuang Rui immediately guessed the origin of this woodblock after He Bo entered the door, Zhu Xianzhen itself is in Henan, and the stereotype of the door god is a local feature, Zhuang Rui will not have this eyesight, and he will mix with antiques again.

"Alas, it's a shame, since you can see Mr. Zhuang, I won't hide it, you are right, our family moved out of Zhuxian Town......"

The old man nodded, with a look of embarrassment on his face, as if he had come here with this woodblock today, as if he had done something wrong.

"Mr. Zhuang, this is Uncle He, our two families used to live together, the relationship is very good, Uncle He has been in a hurry to use money recently, and has been asking me to make this stereotype, you want to receive things today, so I called Uncle He and asked him to bring it over to show you the ......"

Zhang Li, who was standing on the side, saw that the old man seemed embarrassed to open his mouth, so he told Zhuang Rui what had happened.

It turned out that the old man was from Zhuxian Town, this wooden carved board, which was also passed down by the family, but after experiencing that crazy era, although the things were there, their family's craftsmanship was not handed down, and the old man also left his hometown and came to Zhengzhou with his family.

He Bo has been a worker all his life, although his son is filial, but he has no ability, he just earns a dead salary, and the family does not worry about drinking old snacks, but he has not saved much money.

If it is said that it is going to be moved to the suburbs, his son and daughter-in-law are far away from work, and it is inconvenient for his grandson to go to school, so He Bo wants to buy a house near his original residence.

But the compensation given by the government, if you want to buy a house in the original area, there is still a difference of more than 200,000 yuan, which makes the old man worried, thinking about it, it seems that the family only has the stereotype left by the ancestors is worth a little money.

So after rummaging through the cabinets to find out this stereotype, He Bo entrusted Zhang Zhang to help him, and some people went to the house to see it in the past two months, but because the old man's asking price was a bit high, he couldn't negotiate.

Zhang Zhang also saw Zhuang Rui's generosity, so he called He Bo to see if Zhuang Rui was interested.

"Old man, let me take a look at things first......

Zhuang Rui is afraid that he will buy it with his own mouth, and the other party will sit on the ground and raise the price, and when he learned miscellaneous appreciation with Uncle De, he had already heard of the woodblock of New Year's paintings, and he took this opportunity to see it.

"Look, you can look at ......"

Although Zhuang Rui was young, the old man was told by Zhang Li, knowing that this was a nationally renowned antique expert, and his expression was a little restrained.

Zhuang Rui didn't speak again, picked up the magnifying glass, and carefully examined the woodblock on the table.

This woodblock carving, the earliest originated in the Tang Dynasty, but from the Song Dynasty began to be popular, because these are folk handicrafts, the wood used to make woodblocks, is also taken from the ground, the material is general, like the woodblock in the Tang and Song dynasties, I am afraid that it has long been decayed and difficult to preserve.

The general woodblock is carved out of a wide distribution of boxwood, but this woodblock, in Zhuang Rui's eyes, is carved out of the peach wood produced in Feicheng, Shandong, after hundreds of years, it is still dense and delicate, exuding a faint fragrance.

After Zhuang Rui observed for a long time, he raised his head and asked the old man, "Uncle He, how much do you want to sell this woodblock?"

"This ...... This, 300,000 ......"

He Bo hesitated for a moment, and quoted a price, but it made many people in the room shake their heads, they are all from Henan, and they are no strangers to Zhu Xianzhen's woodblocks, woodblocks like this, generally speaking, 100,000 yuan can be received.

"This old man, 300,000 is a bit expensive......"

"Yes, although there are few woodblocks now, you can still receive them in Zhuxian Town......"

In the eyes of these connoisseurs in the room, He Bo was a bit of a lion, judging from the price given by Zhuang Rui when he appraised the object before, he definitely knew that the asking price was high.

"Three hundred thousand?"

Zhuang Rui also frowned slightly, this price was a little higher than he expected.

"It's 300,000, Mr. Zhuang, this thing was handed down from the family, and now I sell it, I'm already sorry for my ancestors, if it's less than 300,000, I won't sell it, at most move to the suburbs to live ......"

He Bo has a lot of feelings for this woodblock, he often saw it when he was a child, and later fled to Zhengzhou with his family, and he didn't bring anything with him at that time, so he took this woodblock with him.

"Okay, Uncle He, just according to what you said, 300,000, Manager Zhang, write an agreement, Peng Fei, take 300,000 and ......"

Zhuang Rui thought about it for a while, and finally decided to buy it, this woodblock is obviously specially carved from Shandong, from the middle of the Qing Dynasty to the present, there is no trace of cracks and insects, it is extremely rare.

"Brother Zhuang, this thing isn't worth 300,000, right?"

Peng Fei took out a full thirty stacks of RMB from his backpack and placed them on the table.

The question raised by Peng Fei is exactly what the collectors in the room want to ask, spending 300,000 yuan to buy a thing that is only worth 100,000 yuan, no matter how you look at it, this business is a loss.

Zhuang Rui smiled when he heard this, and said: "Peng Fei, although this woodblock can't reach the Ming Dynasty, it should be around the time of Kangxi, and it can be regarded as precious.

Second, this woodblock is carved out of peach wood, and everyone knows that peach wood ward off evil spirits, and the peach wood in Feicheng, Shandong Province, is even more of a god to ward off evil spirits and suppress disasters, just with this, you can add another 50,000 yuan.

Third, look at the condition, this woodblock is in good condition, there is no moth-eaten and rotten place, and the carving is exquisite, which can add another 50,000 yuan......"

Everyone in the room listened interestingly, and shouted: "Boss Zhuang, what about 50,000 more?"

Zhuang Rui arched his hand towards the four circles of the room when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Bosses, this woodblock is the ancestral heirloom of the He Bo family, although I am not a gentleman, but it can be regarded as a good thing, and it is reasonable to add 50,000 yuan, right?"

"Okay, Mr. Zhuang said it well!"

"Teacher Zhuang is benevolent!"

"Yes, there is affection and righteousness, only such a person can be an expert......"

"I didn't say it, Mr. Zhuang, if I have anything in the future, I will go to *** city to find you......"

Zhuang Rui's words not only made the *** in the room applaud, but also those who were waiting for the appraisal outside, but also gave a thumbs up.