Ke Minhong immediately learned the identity of the old man, stood up and bowed: "It turned out to be Mr. Zhang Yingying, who has admired his name for a long time!" ”

Zhang Yingying is a personal disciple of Mr. Li Geng, and is well-known in the cultural circles.

Wei Ming stood up, saluted respectfully, and said with a smile: "It's an honor for the seniors to be in person!" ”

Zhang Yingying is old and refined, and from the reactions and attitudes of the two young people, combined with his son's temperament, he has already guessed the truth of the matter.

He glared at his son and scolded: "I told you a long time ago, don't fall into the eyes of money!" Otherwise, how to create a good work? ”

Subsequently, Zhang Yingying personally presided over the work.

First of all, carefully observe Ke Minhong's personal collection of works, and find that although the skill is not deep, it has merits, especially several seal carving works, which are skillful and have a reasonable structure. If you focus on this and continue to study it, you should be able to achieve great results.

So, Zhang Yingying gave pertinent insights and suggestions, and let Ke Minhong consider and choose by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Minhong's consignment method was changed to the acquisition method, but in terms of price, it remained unchanged.

Ke Minhong unexpectedly got the guidance of a famous expert, rejoiced, hid in the corner and drew circles, cough cough cough cough ...... Thinking about the road ahead, is it specialized or learned?

"Xiao Wei, please show your masterpiece."

Wei Ming spread out the rice paper and displayed more than a dozen "Yong" characters.

A calm and peaceful atmosphere, rushing out of the paper, overflowing, affecting everyone's emotions.

"Hiss......"

Zhang Yingying inhaled suddenly, and felt that people were old and dazzled, and he couldn't see it really, so he turned his head and instructed his son: "Go and bring the reading glasses!" ”

Boss Zhang turned around and left, and when he came back, he not only had reading glasses, but also magnifying glasses.

Zhang Yingying put on reading glasses, picked up a magnifying glass, turned into a party of research and fault-finding, and struggled in the pile of works.

At this time, other customers were also watching, although they were shocked, their faces were shocked, and their eyes were full of longing, but they didn't dare to disturb loudly, for fear of interrupting Zhang Yingxing's appreciation process.

Long.

Zhang Yingying finished the appraisal, but did not express his opinion, but closed his eyes, showing an expression of aftertaste and thought.

Suddenly.

He opened his eyes and said to his son: "Go and get the inkstone!" ”

Boss Zhang was taken aback and said, "Dad, you don't want to ...... the inkstone."

Before he could finish a sentence, he was interrupted by Zhang Yingying.

"Don't do any crooked thoughts of stealing beams and changing pillars, you know which inkstone I'm talking about, go and get it!"

Boss Zhang struggled and refused to move, as if he was defending something.

Zhang Yingying didn't talk nonsense, he stood up directly, and wanted to turn into the inner room and get the inkstone himself.

Boss Zhang was unwilling, like a wronged child daughter-in-law, slowly paced into the back room and took a beautifully packaged box.

Zhang Yingying opened the box, took out the crystal clear inkstone with both hands, handed it to Wei Ming, and said: "This inkstone is handmade by a famous artist, and it is a relic used by my master back then, and now I want to transfer it to you, hoping to leave a good story in the literary world, please accept it!" ”

Wei Ming was flattered, feeling that pie was falling from the sky, but also felt that it was useless, and he doubted Zhang Yingying's motives and intentions.

In these years, where is there still a strange reason to give away for nothing?

Wei Ming's face was full of doubts, and he asked, "Elder Zhang sent me an inkstone?" Are you sure? ”

Zhang Yingying was both serious and serious, nodding in confirmation.

"Dad, I don't agree!" Boss Zhang filed a protest.

"Get out!" Zhang Yingying rejected the protest and made a final decision.

- If you add the sentence "I've put up with you for a long time" after the word "roll", it would be perfect! Wowhaha......

Wei Ming felt very happy, and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Zhang, I'll take the inkstone down first, and then return it to you, do you think it's okay?" ”

Boss Zhang's gloomy face immediately bloomed with sunshine and replied loudly: "It couldn't be better!" Xiao Wei is not greedy, not black, not coquettish or impatient, it is really commendable! ”

Zhang Yingying raised the civilized stick and wanted to beat his son, but he never implemented it.

Wei Ming stretched out his right hand, took the inkstone, handed it to his left hand to hold, and then gently rubbed the surface of the inkstone with the tip of his right finger......

Sou!

I heard the sound of a drawer opening in my head!

Wei Ming's hands shook in fright, and he almost didn't break the inkstone!

Hurriedly contemplated and inspected the drawer.

- I'm going, what's going on? So many particles rose all at once?

It turned out that the colorful gas in the drawer suddenly exploded, filling half of the drawer, can you believe it?

You know, it's not a few minutes before the activation of the three words "pass, broadcast, and teach"!

Under normal conditions, the absorption rate cannot be so fast.

There must be a ghost in this!

"Huh? Why do I feel like the inkstone suddenly comes to life? "Boss Zhang is here, always paying attention to the whereabouts of the inkstone, and taking the lead in discovering the abnormality.

This is a unique inkstone, looking at its appearance, it is a living cicada.

The back of the cicada, ground into a concave shape, forms a slowly sunken oval inkpool.

The four legs of the cicada, supported high, with sharp edges and corners, can be used as a pen holder, and have high ornamental value.

The size of the cicada, at its widest point, is about 30 centimeters; At its narrowest point, it is also 15 centimeters.

If you look at it from a holistic perspective, this is a cicada that is about to leap, and it is in the moment before it pounces, with a realistic form and a vigorous movement.

Especially the two protruding compound eyes, I don't know what material the gems are inlaid, actually emitted a glowing green light when Wei Ming rubbed it.

The light is imperceptible, but it is true, in the eyes of Boss Zhang, it is the feeling of "coming to life".

Wei Ming was thoughtful and asked, "May I ask Mr. Zhang, how old is the inkstone?" ”

Zhang Yingying remembered for a moment and said: "The materials of the inkstone, carefully selected, made of the best and Khotanese jade, warm in winter and cool in summer, never worn, the master liked it very much during his lifetime, loved it very much, and always carried it with him, more than 37 years before and after!" ”

- Huh...... As expected! When Mr. Li was creating, he must have emotional fluctuations in inspiration, and he kept the inkstone for a long time, and unconsciously, absorbed a large number of particles and became a container-like existence, just like the consecration instrument of Buddhism......

Wei Ming pondered for a moment, and then asked the price: "If the current market situation is used, how much is the inkstone worth?" ”

"Someone once offered a high price of 900,000 yuan, and the old man was reluctant to sell ......"

At this time, the onlookers on the side finally accosted someone.

An old man with white hair said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is high-spirited, carries the backwards, and spares no effort, he is really a model for my generation!" ”

Other customers also praised Zhang Yingying's courage to treat money like dung.

"If you put it in ancient times, Mr. Zhang is the ninth great benevolent!"

"Mr. Zhang not only has the style of a literati and a writer, but also benefits the township, which is worthy of admiration!"

Zhang Yingying was relieved and had a feeling of lightness.

"You are exaggerating, and you are ashamed! A side inkstone, a good story, doesn't it complement each other? Zhang Yingying seemed very modest and didn't seem to have any intentions.

The white-haired old man next to him, holding his long beard, said: "The so-called sword is given to heroes, and red powder is given to beautiful women!" In my opinion, only Mr. Xiao Wei's calligraphy is worthy of Mr. Li's baby! ”

When it comes to Wei Ming's calligraphy, other customers are even more excited.

"Zhang Lao, how much are these Yongzi? I would like to buy it back and frame it as a model for learning and a blueprint for copying! ”

Zhang Yingying turned his eyes to Wei Ming and asked, "Do you agree to sell?" ”

Wei Ming shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't sell it!" ”

The onlookers were puzzled and asked why.

"Why? Such a bombardment of regular script, pleasing to the eye, why not sell? ”

Wei Ming explained: "These Yongzi are just graffiti, and they haven't even been written, I'm afraid there are dirty eyes!" ”

Zhang Yingying waved his hand and said: "There is all the pen and ink here, as long as you make up the payment, won't everything be fine?" ”

Everyone applauded and urged Wei Ming to finish the work on the spot.

It's hard to resist hospitality.

Facing the fiery gaze, Wei Ming had no choice but to write on the spot.

After a while, each Yongzi left a simple line of inscription - Wei Ming in the cold winter of the year of Yiwei.

Zhang Yingying has been paying attention to Wei Ming's movements, and found that the other party is skillful, calm and sophisticated, and the bearing he shows is completely incompatible with his age.

- What a model of youth and old age! This time, the old man finally made the right bet......

Zhang Yingying muttered to himself in his heart, and he did not hesitate to praise: "Young age, but with a famous demeanor, it is really commendable!" In time, you will surely become a famous calligrapher! ”

"Mr. Zhang has won the award!" Wei Ming was modest on his lips and proud in his heart.

Sixteen years of hard work and perseverance, finally bear fruit, not only recognized by the market, but also surrounded by peers, how can there be no joy and pride of the harvest?

"May I ask Mr. Xiao Wei, how much is a Yongzi? I really want to buy it, and I want to cut love! ”

Others expressed their desire to buy, forcing Wei Ming to "cut love".

Wei Ming smiled without saying a word, turned around and picked up the inkstone, approached Boss Zhang, and said, "Mr. Zhang, the thing is returned to the original owner!" ”

Boss Zhang stretched out his hand to take it, but was interrupted by Zhang Yingying.

Syllable!

Zhang Yingying brandished a civilized stick and hit the back of his son's hand, making a crisp sound.

Boss Zhang was both aggrieved and annoyed, but he didn't dare to stab his father, so he could only argue weakly: "Dad, he returned it to us, why don't you take it back?" This is a treasure handed down from the ancestors! ”

"If you dare to say more, the family law will wait!" After Zhang Yingying taught his son a lesson, he spoke earnestly and persuaded Wei Ming to accept the gift, "If you say it, the water you spill out, there is absolutely no reason to take it back, and I hope Xiao Wei will not shirk it!" ”

Wei Ming shook his head and said, "No merit is not rewarded!" Moreover, the inkstone is really valuable, if Zhang Lao doesn't explain the reason, I can't accept it! ”

In fact, giving such a valuable gift cannot be said to be completely selfless. In addition to promoting the future, Lao Yu wants to form a year-old friendship with Xiao Ming! ”

- It's strange to believe you! Why don't you test it......

"Thank you Mr. Zhang! The elders give it, don't dare to resign, I will accept it with a cheeky face! From now on, every Spring Festival, I will definitely visit the house and learn from Mr. Zhang! It's a pity that I'm usually too busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to move around, I hope Zhang Lao won't be surprised! ”

Since it is decided to forget the New Year's friendship, it will definitely involve the issue of communication.

Wei Ming usually doesn't visit, but chooses to visit during the busy Spring Festival, which obviously has another meaning.

Sure enough, Zhang Yingying was very dissatisfied with the "communication plan" and immediately became "surprised".

"Xiao Ming, this seems too raw! How about taking some time out to walk around the store at least once a week? ”

"I'm afraid Mr. Zhang doesn't welcome ......"

Zhang Yingying immediately interrupted: "He dares?!" ”

"He may not dare, but he can stop me from the door and prevent me from entering......"

Zhang Yingying interrupted again: "Make a phone call before coming, and I will personally greet you at the door!" ”

"Oh? In this way, then between me and Mr. Zhang, how do you call each other? Is it to each his own, or to ......"

Zhang Yingying interrupted repeatedly: "Zhang Sui, call Uncle Xiaoming, or Uncle, shout now, right away!" ”

It's a completely paternalistic commanding tone, and there is no room for disobedience.

- I'm going, this is a real New Year's friend? This treatment is incredible! Zhang Suidu is almost fifty years old, can he put down his son?

Who knows, Zhang Sui was like a glutton, with a spring-like smile on his face, and saluted respectfully: "Uncle Ming, hello!" ”

Ke Minhong hit the snake with the stick and said: "Boss Zhang, I am Brother Ming's good brother, and I want to hear you call uncle!" ”

Boss Zhang turned around and opened his mouth to come: "Uncle Ke, hello!" ”

Wei Ming rolled his eyes, took advantage of Ke Minhong's "blind coaxing", leaned to Zhang Yingying's side, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?" ”