Chapter 57: The Harvest Season (1)
At the beginning of the night, Tang Feng returned to the community where Lin Muyu lived with a bouquet of flowers, and he dialed Lin Muyu's phone in the elevator.
Lin Muyu answered the phone and said, "Tang Feng, when will you come back, I'll pick you up at the airport." ”
"Well, it's a few days away. Tang Feng never told her the specific schedule of his return to Beijing, he couldn't help laughing, and said: "Mu Yu, I ordered a bouquet of flowers in Fuzhou, and their branch in Beijing will send them to my home, have you received them?"
Lin Muyu said: "No, oh, you wait, someone knocked on the door." ”
At this time, Tang Feng had already rang the doorbell of Lin Muyu's house, and Lin Muyu looked out through the cat's eye, and there was a large bouquet of flowers outside the door. She didn't think much about it, and immediately opened the door, the flowers suddenly moved away, revealing Tang Feng's face, he hugged Lin Muyu and said, "Miss Lin, give it to you." ”
Lin Muyu raised his head from Tang Feng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Hehe, when did you learn to come to this set." ”
Tang Feng said with a smile: "Since you have come to Beijing, you have to learn to keep pace with the times." ”
Lin Muyu looked at both ends of the stairs and said, "Okay, let go, it's not good to be seen by the neighbors." ”
Tang Feng let go of Lin Muyu, who pulled him into the room and closed the door, Tang Feng put the backpack on Lin Muyu's desk and said, "I have a gift for you." ”
"What is it?" Lin Muyu happily sat down beside Tang Feng, Tang Feng took out the set of golden silk nanmu purple brushes in his backpack, Anhui Huizhou tribute ink and the knife paper, and said: "The three treasures of the study, I will run more antique markets in the past few days, if I can still find a good inkstone, the four treasures will be gathered." ”
Lin Muyu picked up the tribute ink and Daqian paper and looked at it again, and said, "Did you buy all this in the south?"
Tang Feng nodded and said, "Well, it's a leak." ”
"Although I can't tell whether it's true or not, I'm sure your vision can't be wrong. Lin Muyu said: "According to the market situation, my God, it is worth hundreds of thousands." ”
Tang Feng said with a smile: "These are not important, Mu Yu likes it." ”
Lin Muyu shook his head and said, "I don't want it." ”
"Why?" Tang Feng asked.
Lin Muyu got up and picked up Tang Feng's face, kissed him on the mouth, and said, "Fool, your current career has just started, don't spend too much time on this." ”
Tang Feng said: "This is not a career, I originally bought it for you." ”
"You really think of me as a calligrapher. Lin Muyu smiled and said: "Just my three-legged cat kung fu, it's really a waste to use these, you can put it away, maybe it will be of great use in the future." ”
"Hey. Tang Feng said: "This is the first time I have given you a gift, and you are so faceless." ”
"It's not that I don't give you face. Lin Muyu whispered in Tang Feng's ear: "Have you forgotten? ”
Tang Feng said inexplicably: "I didn't send you anything." ”
Lin Muyu sat on Tang Feng's lap and asked in a very light voice, "Didn't you give it to me for the first time?"
"Aren't you too?" Men and women are just the opposite, men will not admit that they are still virgins over the age of twenty, Tang Feng quibbled softly: "A man's first time is different from a woman's first time, besides, it is not my first time." ”
Lin Muyu pulled Tang Feng's two palms and looked at them again, Tang Feng asked strangely, "What are you doing here?"
"Depends on which hand you use. Lin Muyu smiled and buried her face in Tang Feng's chest, and the gift that Tang Feng wanted to give her was pushed away by her lightly.
The next day, Tang Feng came to Chen's house with the Tianhuang Rough Stone, and the half-ton Chang fossil was placed in the courtyard of Chen Yan's house, and Chen Yan was accompanying Liu Shunan and an old man to check the rough stone that Tang Feng thought had a large amount of chicken blood in it. Seeing Tang Feng come in, Chen Yan made an introduction while beckoning his wife to make tea, this old man is Chen Yan's uncle, named Fan Chengru, one of the few remaining masters in the carving world. He was nearly seventy years old, with a thin build, and a slightly hunched back that looked very short. He has a lot of age spots on his wrinkled face, and he is wearing a pair of reading glasses with a high prescription, and he does not look in a good state of mind.
Tang Feng bowed slightly before stretching out his hand to Fan Chengru, and he said, "Hello Fan Lao." ”
Fan Chengru shook hands with him very politely, and said with a smile: "Haha, Tang Feng, I heard the second son talk about you, the young man is very promising." ”
Tang Feng hurriedly said politely, Fan Chengru waved his hand and said, "It's all your own people, so you don't need to be polite, let's get to the point." ”
Chen Yan here has already prepared the accessories of the cutting machine, Fan Chengru circled around this piece of bloodstone rough, pointed to the middle section and said: "Seven points of nature, three points of handwork, cut from the middle, do not destroy the natural surface." ”
Liu Shunan hugged Fan Chengru and said, "Uncle Shi, your old man should sit for a while, and you will have to wait for a while." ”
Please open the old man, Chen Yan and Liu Shunan began to assemble the cutting machine, this is a small multi-purpose gantry cutting machine, assembly and debugging takes an hour, Tang Feng, who is completely layman, can only sit in the living room and chat with the old man.
Because Chen Yan's studio is too small, all the tools and stones are placed in the living room, and after some greetings, Fan Chengru said to Tang Feng: "People are old and can't concentrate for a long time, so I won't beat around the bush, take out your piece of Tianhuang Rough Stone and take a look." ”
Tang Feng took out the oval-shaped trapezoidal black Tianhuang rough stone from his backpack and handed it to the old man, the old man took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully, knocked it again, frowned and said: "This layer of stone skin on the outside is very thick, if this is really a crow skin, inside is a very old Tian Huang, now you can only cut a hole from the side to take a look, if it is golden, the value will be more than three million." ”
Tang Feng knew that the old man was speaking implicitly, and on the other hand, if it wasn't for Tian Huang, three hundred yuan would be in the end, Tang Feng said: "Or, let's cut it now and take a look?"
"That's good. Fan Chengru was about to get up after speaking, seeing that his movements were a little difficult, Tang Feng hurriedly went over to help him, the old man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, my body and bones are good, you go and bring me the set of carving knives in the toolbox." ”
When Tang Feng took the whole set of carving knives, Fan Chengru was already sitting on the side of the workbench, although the old man did not seem to be in good spirits, but his hand holding the stone was very steady, and he fixed the stone firmly on the special vice.
The whole set of carving knives was placed in a wrapped leather bag, Tang Feng spread out the skin, and dozens of carving knives were pinned in the interlayer of the skin. The old man took a long carving knife and stabbed it into the black stone skin steadily and powerfully, Tang Feng said, "Old Fan, let's do it with me." ”
"Haha. Fan Chengru said with a smile: "This is not a hard work, the knowledge in it is big, and an extra inch is a loss of tens of thousands." ”
The carving knife was very sharp, and the stone made a sound of tearing rags under the carving of the blade, and the old man went down, and the stone skin was cut a crack, Tang Feng looked at the stone crack, revealing a faint yellow inside.
★ Autumn is the harvest season, so let me get some more referral tickets. ★