"Two hundred yuan per word, how much you charge! And pay at the letter, never default! ”

Such an offer represents the market recognition of the calligraphy world, especially for newcomers, which is of great significance.

However, today's Wei Ming, who is confident, doesn't care about this little money at all.

"Mr. Zhang, if I write a painting of Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", is it the same price for each word?" Wei Ming remained silent and asked casually.

"Hahaha...... Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" is familiar! Boss Zhang shook his head and chanted poetry, "When you sing about wine, what is your life?" For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, my heart ......"

Wei Ming interrupted directly and read out the last sentence: "Zhou Gong vomits, and the world returns to the heart." 128 words in total, how much is it? ”

- I don't believe that you are willing to spend 25,600 yuan to accept my "Tanka Xing", hehe......

Boss Zhang frowned, and flickered: "How hurtful it is to talk about money!" ”

Wei Ming was-for-tat, staring at the other party and retorting: "It costs money to talk about feelings!" How much is it, give a good word! ”

"Twenty-five thousand six!" Ke Minhong came back to his senses, made an offer on his behalf, and looked at Wei Ming's eyes, full of admiration and respect.

"No, no, no......" Boss Zhang shook his head, almost didn't throw off his tortoiseshell glasses, "It's 3,000 yuan." ”

- Huh...... Sure enough, there is no treachery and no business, and he opens his eyes and talks nonsense! Am I really a young and ignorant rookie? Wait and slap in the face, hehe......

Generally speaking, words and paintings are valued differently.

The calligraphy works of the newcomers are almost always priced according to the number of words, and the size of the paper is rarely considered, which is the opposite of the painting.

Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", the whole poem is 128 words, Wei Ming can completely do it in one go, and every word is the standard of neutrality and peace.

The average price of such a work is definitely higher than that of a single Yongzi.

If Wei Ming is famous enough, it is not uncommon for a work to sell for tens of millions.

Do you really think that Zhongzheng's peaceful regular script works are cabbage on the bad street?

Boss Zhang is greedy for profit, and he clearly bullies customers and doesn't understand common sense.

Moreover, Wei Ming just heard that Boss Zhang refused to raise the price, like a fish in his throat, he didn't vomit or feel unhappy, and he wanted to help Ke Minhong get back face.

You must know that the reason why Ke Minhong picked up a brush, practiced calligraphy, and studied Chinese culture was because he was influenced by Wei Ming in high school.

In a sense, Ke Minhong is a disciple of Wei Ming, and of course he has to maintain face.

This is called "the disciple has something, the master obeys his work", and with the growth of the disciple, he will be fed back with "the master has something to do, and the disciple obeys his labor".

To put it bluntly, it is to help each other in interpersonal communication.

No, as soon as Ke Minhong heard the black-hearted purchase price of 3,000 yuan, he put on an attitude of "the disciple obeys his work".

"Boss Zhang, you are embarrassed to quote such a price, it is simply a black face for Mr. Li Geng! If the old gentleman had known about it, he would definitely beat you to death with a stick! Ke Minhong shouted loudly, deliberately making things bigger.

The place where the three of them drank tea was in the lobby of the store, not a separate reception room.

At this time, it was only seven o'clock in the evening, and there were still many customers in the store.

When the customer heard the shouting, he turned his head to look sideways, but no one stepped forward to ask.

Instead, from the back of the store, an old man of about seventy years old walked in.

The old man, wearing a purple-brown Tang costume and carrying a "civilized stick", gradually approached the three of them and asked, "What's the noise?" ”

Looking at his appearance and listening to his words, it is clear that he is a "cultural person".

Boss Zhang stood up and replied respectfully: "Dad, we are talking about the price, nothing important......

"Talking about business, talking about business, why do you find out about my master, Mr. Li?" The old man asked with a frown.

Ke Minhong immediately learned the identity of the old man, 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 famous in the cultural circles, and he is known as the "Three Masters of the Li Family" with two other brothers.

Wei Ming bowed 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 the skill is not deep, but there are also merits, especially several seal carving works, skilled knife skills, reasonable structure. If you focus on this and continue to study it, you should have good results.

So, Zhang Yingying gave pertinent insights and suggestions, and let Ke Minhong consider it 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, and he was overjoyed, hiding in the corner and drawing circles, coughing...... Thinking about the road ahead, is it a professional or a doctorate?

"Xiao Wei, please show your masterpiece."

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

"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 his glasses, incarnated as a party to examine the party and find faults, and struggled in the pile of works, which was completely the rhythm of life and fighting.

At this time, other customers in the store were also watching, although they were full of shock, their faces were full of shock, and their eyes were full of longing, but they did not dare to disturb loudly, for fear of interrupting Zhang Yingying's appreciation process.

After a long time, Zhang Yingying finished appraising, but did not express his opinion, but closed his eyes, revealing an expression of aftertaste and thought.

Suddenly.

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

Boss Zhang was surprised, seemed to realize the direction of the script, and said, "Dad, in my opinion, ......"

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, 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 that my master used back then, and now I want to transfer it to you." I only hope to leave a good story in the future literary world, please accept it! ”

Wei Ming was flattered, feeling that pie was falling from the sky, but also feeling that it was useless, and doubting the old man's motives and intentions.

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

"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......

Suddenly, Wei Ming felt very happy, and couldn't help but laugh: "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 expression immediately bloomed with a sunny smile and replied loudly: "It couldn't be better!" Mr. Wei is not greedy, not black, not delicate 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 used the fingertips of his right hand to rub the surface of the inkstone......

"Whoosh!"

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? It was so much gas at once, that it was only a little bit possible to activate the Chinese characters?

It turned out that the colorful gas in the drawer exploded all at once, and it was only a trace away from being completely filled! Can you believe it?

That is, once the gas fills the drawer, the kanji can be activated again.

You know, it's only been a few hours since the activation of "Character Recognition".

Under normal circumstances, it would not be possible to fill the drawer again so quickly, at least for a few days, or even ten days.

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 of the inkstone.

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.

If you look at it from a holistic perspective, this is a cicada that is about to leap, just before the pounce, with a realistic form and vigorous movements.

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".

At this time, Wei Ming also discovered the abnormality of the cicada-shaped inkstone, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Although it has been less than a month since the incense character was activated, there have been many conjectures about the mysterious "particles".

Through Zhou Qing's interaction, Wei Ming determined the role of mood swings, and even suspected that mood swings were the cause of the particles.

Through the practice of calligraphy, being "traversed" by historical celebrities, experiencing countless "ghosts", and encounters in the detention center, Wei Ming can completely conclude that the emotional fluctuations of human beings do not disappear, but exist in the air for a long time.

From this, Wei Ming drew several inferences.

First, the mysterious element discovered by Yuan Tiangang is the particle of sorrow. The reason why "Tui Bei Tu" hangs the sky and successfully predicts the major events of the future must be the credit of the particles.

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