Chapter 13 Ancient Ink (Ask for Collection, Recommendation)

On the way, Yang Fan transferred another 10,000 yuan to Xiaoqian, so that she could use it with confidence, saying that she had made a lot of money now. Yang Fan didn't hide much from this sister who was not his own, of course, the matter of Mingmu Fu was skipped, and no one could tell it.

"Okay, we won't be poor in the future. Study hard at school, and I'll pick you up at your school next week for your birthday. Yang Fan explained.

Although the two are not in the same city, they are not far apart, and it is only about an hour by car. In the past, the girl would come back often on weekends.

When he returned home, he hastily ate something, and a wave of sleepiness hit, and Yang Fan had no choice but to sleep in the daytime. He found that he had spent more than half of his sleeping time now, so that he did not dare to consume too much mental energy. I don't know if the situation will get better in the future, more than half of my life is spent sleeping, so what's the point?

No accident, he had the same dream again, which was very monotonous and boring, and he practiced unmoving.

When I woke up, it was already the next day. On this day, he did not go out, but stayed at home and read. In the past, he didn't run to the bookstore less, and he felt interesting and hugged it back, anyway, these are old books and are not worth much. In the words of the shopkeeper, it's all about the pound.

He enjoyed the feeling of being recharged, and felt that his life was fulfilling and beneficial.

In addition, he has a plan, that is, to go out and get out of this Dengfeng City, which has never left. The so-called "read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles!", if you don't go out, you will always lack something.

In those fashionable words, youth is a trip that can be walked away.

In the evening, he went for a walk in the nearby tree park by himself, and watched the old men and women play swords, dance, and chess, which was also a kind of enjoyment. It was just like that, and another day passed.

On the birthday banquet of Old Man Qi, many people came to the scene, almost all of them were rich, powerful and status. Around the mid-level villa, there are all famous cars.

The old man didn't want to do a big deal, but the seventieth birthday has always been very important to the Chinese, and the children have unified their opinions, made a grand gesture, and sent posts to all those who have a little connection.

Yang Fan's clothes are a bit eye-catching to stay at the scene, and it is difficult to fit into this occasion no matter how you look at it. If it weren't for the grandson of Old Man Qi who was following him, I'm afraid someone would have wanted to drive him away.

Everyone also figured out the hobby of the old man Qi, and many people offered all kinds of antiques.

Of course, the Qi family didn't collect it indiscriminately, although no one would say anything, but it was not good to fall into the handle. They will collect the hearts of some relatives and friends, and the others will go back as they are.

Old Man Qi has two sons, a daughter, three grandsons, and a granddaughter. The only daughter is Zhou Wentao's mother, who is very favored, and even Zhou Wentao's brothers are very favored in the Qi family.

The eldest grandson, Qi Xiangdong, looks very masculine, entered the army a few years ago, and is currently mixing well.

Then there is Qi Xiangbei, who followed him into politics and now holds an important position in the secretary's office of the city, with great potential and a bright future in the future.

The youngest Qi Xiangnan, like Zhou Wentao, is in business. However, he opened a company in the south, which is still a high-tech industry, and his assets are not petty like Zhou Wentao.

Qi Nianci is the second sister and works in the hospital. She has a lot of right to speak at home, especially Zhou Wentao's generation, even Qi Xiangdong, the big brother, and she doesn't dare to disobey this little sister's words.

"Big brother, Lao Yang, let's go over!" Zhou Wentao said.

His eldest brother Zhou Wenluo is also a government official, and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which is a bit of a returnee elite.

"Haha! Xiao Fan is not nervous, right? On this occasion, it will be fine if you experience too much. Zhou Wenluo patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said. In the past two days, he learned about Yang Fan from his younger brother and admired him very much.

Yang Fan looked at everything around him, and he had a feeling that he was being cheated by Zhou Wentao. When I came over today, I felt like I was possessed by a senior brother, and I was watched by onlookers.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my eldest cousin Qi to the east, my second cousin Qi to the north, this is the third cousin, Qi to the south, playing high-tech, poor I am the youngest. ”

After Zhou Wentao introduced those old watches, he introduced them in turn: "This is my good brother Yang Fan, cousin, you will take care of it in the future." ”

Pulling Yang Fan over today is to gather a little network for him, and it will be more convenient for him to walk in society in the future.

"It's not easy to make you a brother and a brother! Yang Fan, right? We'll call you Xiaofan. In the future, the brothers will communicate more. "Qi Xiangdong is just like the style of the army, bold and hospitable, and it is easy to win the favor of others.

"Of course it's not easy! You'll find out later. This grandfather's birthday gift, I guarantee that his favorite is mine. Zhou Wentao couldn't help but feel proud.

"Don't brag about it, boy, let's wait and see!" No one will admit defeat so quickly.

Subsequently, Zhou Wentao and others pulled Yang Fan to meet some people, almost all of whom were young people, sons and daughters in a circle. Yang Fan's name slowly spread in the upper circles, and there were even people who put down their bodies and came to make friends.

Old Man Qi appeared in front of everyone, said a few words of thanks, and the banquet began. Everyone's compliments are better than the other.

After eating and drinking, the guests gradually dispersed, leaving only some close relatives, old friends, and world friends.

Everyone began to offer their carefully prepared gifts, hoping to win a smile from the birthday star, so today is an honor.

It was Qi Xiangdong's turn to be the grandchild, and the smile on the old man's face was even stronger. Yang Fan could see that this old man really liked antiques. Every treasure, whether high or low, attaches great importance to almost all of the historical connotations of those antiques, which is very profound.

Qi Xiangdong salutes a word: Blessing is like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan!

This painting is a calligraphy that he asked the commander of the military region to write for him, and it is not an antique, but the old man was not disappointed, but encouraged this grandson to train well in the army.

Qi presented two pieces of treasure ink to the north, which were two pieces of ancient imperial ink of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the ink used by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, which was naturally extraordinary, making the old man Qi even more happy.

In recent years, with the increase of collection categories, the ink ingots, which were once a must-have item for literati and ink writers, have also been concerned by many collectors, especially the rare Ming and Qing old inks, and the collection value is heating up year after year.

"The ink of the Tang and Song dynasties is peerless, and the ink of the Ming Dynasty is rare. This is an old saying that is widely circulated in ancient ink collecting circles. Masters of calligraphy and painting have always had very high requirements for ink ingots, such as the Chinese painting master Huang Binhong, who has reached an almost demanding level of ink.

"Okay, Xiaobei has a heart. These two pieces of treasure ink, it took a lot of effort, right?" the old man said with a smile.

Qi Xiangbei hurriedly shook his head: "It didn't cost much." ”

However, he did use a lot of contacts and collected in many places. The two pieces of ancient ink took him more than a month to prepare.