Chapter 9 Ancient Paintings

When you think of it, you do it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Qin Jian pulled Zhao Mo and planned to go ashore to take a stroll around the dock to see if there was anything interesting to buy.

Huaiyin is a prosperous port, the wharf is full of people and cars, full of porters carrying goods and luggage, hawkers selling all kinds of snacks, and foreign merchants who get on and off the ship, which is very lively.

Because it was still early, the Qin family's fleet estimated that they could stay here for half a day and then one night, and the time was more sufficient, so Zhao Mo and them would have a longer time to go ashore and hang out. The two boys were full of excitement and whispered that it would be okay to go a little farther away, or even to the busiest streets of the city, as long as they returned to the ship before the gates were closed at dark. If you really don't catch up, you have to spend the night in the city, and you will be able to come back early tomorrow. There is no shortage of inns in Huaiyin City, and the boats are also self-employed, and the elders will never leave them on the way, at most they will just receive a few words of training.

However, before they set out, Niu called the man in front of him, and repeatedly advised: "You must come back to the boat before dark, you know? Don't go too far, just walk around the nearby town." Every day when the boat docks, you can all go to the shore, and you don't know how many towns you have visited, so why don't you know how boring?"

Qin Jian smiled dryly: "Third uncle and grandmother, every pier is different, how can you get tired of this kind of thing?

Zhao Mo nodded silently, and his original idea had already been dispelled in his heart.

Due to the large number of people on the dock, in order to avoid the danger of the two and a half teenagers going out, Niu specially asked Hu Yong and Li Zi to follow them. Hu Yong is shrewd and powerful, Li Zi is good, with them to follow, Qin Jian and Zhao Mo must be safe. Qin Jian secretly sighed and said that the third uncle and grandmother watched it closely, but in his heart, he actually understood that the elders were caring about him, so he accepted it with a smile. Zhao Mo's eyes were slightly red, and they quickly returned to normal.

Qin Hanzhen heard that they were going to wander around the town, and Li Zi accompanied him, so he called Li Zi over and ordered: "You take a look in the town, see if there is anything delicious, fun, and convenient to buy, buy some for me." If you see a bookstore, check to see if there are any local county chronicles or travelogue books, and buy them back for me. Local landscape paintings are also fine, don't be expensive. ”

Although Li Zi is now a small servant in the third room of the Qin family, he used to be the son of an official eunuch, and he has been literate since he was a child, and it is no problem to buy a few books, so he agreed. Qin Hanzhen gave him another bunch of money to take and prepare to spend on the road.

Zhao Mo saw it, looked at it a few more times, and didn't say anything.

They strolled around until it was nearly dark before returning. Because I have never been to the city, I just wander around the dock town, and I don't have to worry about the city gate being closed.

Qin Jian didn't buy any interesting gadgets. Most of the shops and stalls in the dock town sell bargains, and they don't really fall into the eyes of the young master Qin. Although he also saw some chic small things, they didn't have Huaiyin characteristics, and they were not much different from the things sold in other places. As for the rouge gouache, embroidered ribbons, clothes and jewelry that the girls like, he suspects that the workmanship is rough and is not worthy of his sister. In the end, he only bought two delicate embroidered silk handkerchiefs at a small stall, and planned to take them back to his sister, but the patterns on the picture were fresh, and they were styles that had not been seen in Beijing.

But he found an antique shop in the town, bought a slightly damaged ancient painting and brought it back to Qin Bai: "Third Uncle Ancestor, take a look at this painting, is it a masterpiece of a famous artist? I think it is a little interesting to draw this horse, it seems to be quite rare on weekdays, not like a painting of an unknown person." It's a pity that the inscription and seal are damaged by insects, and I can't tell who the author is. I thought that the shopkeeper in the store only needed five taels of silver, and it was a good deal, so I bought it. Even if it's not a master's work, I look at the brushwork on this painting, it's worth five taels of silver. ”

"Oh?" Qin Bai motioned for him to place the painting on the round table in the center of the cabin, then put on his glasses and carefully studied the painting.

The painting is indeed very badly damaged, and the picture has a distinctly old color, which does not look like a fake. The painting depicts a horse, skinny and ribbed.

Qin Hanzhen also leaned over curiously to take a look, and after a few glances, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Qin Bai looked at his granddaughter with a smile: "Hanzhen, what do you see?"

Qin Hanzhen can't say if she sees anything, she doesn't have much antique appraisal skills, but she has seen and touched a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings from her grandfather, and she only has a vague feeling in her heart: "I think the painting of this horse is very familiar, and my grandfather has a painting of Gong Kai's "Thin Horse", which feels a bit similar to this one." This can't be Gong Kai's painting, right?"

Gong Kai was a painter in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty, and he was also the first person to paint horses in freehand.

Qin Bai smiled and said, "Han Zhen can see it, grandfather looks at it, it seems to be Gong Kai's handwriting." This is Huaiyin, Gong Kai is a native of Huaiyin, and it is not strange that his paintings will circulate among the people. He carefully looked at the drawing paper and frame, "This is indeed an ancient painting, the paper and ink are all like things from the Song and Yuan dynasties, and the brocade silk used for mounting is also the fabric of the Yuan dynasty." I think it's a real thing. Brother Jian bought it for five taels of silver, which was indeed a good deal. It's a pity that the painting is badly damaged, and it needs to be repaired by looking for a good student. Otherwise, just put it in the bottom of the box, and it won't be long before it can't be saved. ”

Where did Qin Jian know this? Hurriedly said: "I heard that the third uncle ancestor is proficient in framing, can you ask the old man to help?"

Where does Qin Bai have this free time? This time he went south, he had something to do, and he didn't bring any framing tools. But he thought for a moment and said, "That's it, I'll put the painting away for you first." Later in the day, we arrived in Yangzhou, where the framing master was the most famous. I sent people to Yangzhou City with the painting to find someone to repair the painting, and when I returned to Beijing next year, I passed by Yangzhou and then took the painting back. ”

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then thank you Third Uncle Ancestor!" He was quite happy in his heart, and he had a sense of accomplishment that he had relied on his own ability to buy good things.

Qin Hanzhen was also quite happy in his heart. She didn't know that she had lit up her skills in identifying antique calligraphy and paintings. Obviously, her grandfather didn't teach her anything, but every day she came into contact with good things, and under the influence of her ears and eyes, she naturally knew what was good and what was fake. She suddenly felt a little excited, feeling that she could work hard in this area and seek improvement.

Qin Bai personally took the painting down. Zhao Mo smiled and brought a food box over and put it on the table: "I didn't buy anything, but I heard that their mutton soup here is very famous, so I found a store with the most famous reputation and tried it, it was really good, so I bought ten bowls and brought it back to my uncle and grandma to taste." I bought this food box from the store, and the mutton soup in it is still hot, so everyone hurry up and eat it. ”

I heard that there was something delicious, and even Niu was attracted to it. Qin Bai put the painting away and walked back with a smile: "It turned out to be Huaiyin's dock soup mutton? That's really good." When I was a child, when I went back to my hometown in Jiangnan, I also ate on this pier. He also said to Niu, "This soup is good for your body, you eat more." ”

Niu Shi took a bowl and tasted it, only to feel that the soup was sticky and smooth, the meat was crispy and not scattered, it was indeed very delicious, there was no fishy smell at all, compared to the mutton soup that was often eaten in the northwest, it had a different flavor. She drank half a bowl of soup in one go, and ate a lot of mutton before she said to her husband, "I taste it, it's better than what we make ourselves." Guanglu said that this soup is very famous? I don't know how to do it, if only our family could learn it. ”

Qin Bai said with a smile: "This is someone's secret recipe, how can I tell you? It's just a cold day, drinking a bowl of mutton soup, sweating all over, and the body will naturally be refreshed." If you like it, tomorrow will ask someone to buy it in the morning, and then leave after breakfast. Drinking mutton soup in autumn and winter is the most nourishing. ”

Niu Shi glanced at him, and then brought the mutton in the bowl to the bowl in front of him: "You always talk about me, you are not old yet, and you need nourishment? Hurry up and eat more." ”

Qin Hanzhen only felt that his grandfather and grandmother were blind again, but he really didn't see it, so he lowered his head and concentrated on drinking mutton soup.

After drinking a bowl, she went to the deck and called Zhou Xiangnian: "The mutton soup that my cousin bought back is excellent, it's cold today, everyone should drink some hot soup to replenish their bodies." Uncle Zhou, can you ask someone to go to the dock town to buy some more mutton soup and come back, and send some to Lord Huang and Imperial Doctor Shen? ”

When Zhou Xiangnian heard that there was such a good thing, he responded with a smile: "Don't worry, the third girl, let's do it for the little one." So he asked Li Zi to lead the way, personally went to the shop where Zhao Mo bought mutton soup, wrapped up all the soup they made tonight, and went to the restaurant next to him to order a few tables of noodles, and brought them back to everyone in the Qin family's fleet and Huang Jincheng's fleet to taste.

Under the banner of Yongjiahou Qin Bai, everyone drank hot and delicious mutton soup and delicious Huai soup dishes in the cold weather, and they all said good things about Yongjiahou. Even Huang Jincheng's cronies said: "Yongjiahou is really lenient and compassionate." It's so cold at night, and after drinking this bowl of hot soup, my whole body is warm, and I sleep more soundly than usual. ”

Qin Bai and Niu knew what Qin Hanzhen was doing, the former smiled and nodded, and the latter quipped: "The girl has now learned to buy people's hearts like your grandfather, but not with her own money." ”

Qin Hanzhen smiled dryly: "If you really want me to give out the money, it doesn't matter." But didn't I help my grandfather?" "Qin Bai also buys food and drink for the people in the fleet on weekdays, which can be regarded as what a good master and employer should do, right?"

However, in fact, she really didn't plan to give her own money. She doesn't have a lot of money in her private house.

Seeing that Niu didn't say any more, Qin Hanzhen hurriedly buried his head in eating. Huaiyang cuisine really lives up to its reputation, this tofu is very good, and the shrimp is also very fresh......