"The place is good to be able to admire both the ancient buildings and the antiques, killing two birds with one stone. ,!”

After listening to Yu Feibai's introduction, Wang Guan was a little happy and chuckled: "It stands to reason that this kind of place should be the easiest to make achievements, why is it not famous?" ”

"There's no way, it's limited by the environment, and it can't expand at all."

Yu Feibai shook his head and said: "The current Wu Mansion is no longer a large closed courtyard that covers an area of more than 5,000 square furnaces. During the 10-year catastrophe, most of it was demolished, and only the rough architecture remained......"

While talking, several people came to the intersection of Wuzhai Road, which was a narrow alley, so narrow that several people couldn't walk side by side, and on both sides of the alley was a wall more than ten meters high, with spotted peeling marks on the wall, which seemed to tell an ancient story.

If you go down the alley, you can see the Wu house. Crossing the threshold of this house and turning the wall, people unconsciously quieted down. It's an antiques market, but without the hustle and bustle of the general market.

Wang Guan looked left and right and found that some shops were closed, and the shopkeeper may have gotten up late or gone out to pick up the goods. Anyway, the antique business is very flexible, and you can control the time at will. Real regular customers generally have the contact information of the store owner, and if they want to buy something, just say hello in advance, and don't need to open the door often.

"Xiao Ye, come and take a picture."

Obviously, compared with antiques, the antique architecture of Wu Mansion attracted An Huanqing's interest even more, and I saw her walking under the eaves of a carved beam, and while greeting Baye, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to take a selfie.

"Here we are."

Baye walked over, and then showed a light and cheerful smile at An Huanqing's signal.

"Click!"

After taking several photos in a row, An Huanqing felt dissatisfied, and constantly adjusted the angle of the shot, or frequently changed places, and walked around all corners of the Wu Mansion.

Wang Guan and Yu Feibai followed, observing the situation of various antique shops by the way. Walking along the way, you can see that the specifications of these stores are large and small, but the layout looks similar. In addition to the most basic porcelain, jade, pen holders, inkstones, some shops also have tables and chairs, incense burners, bamboo plaques and other old utensils.

"I don't know if we came too early or if we came to the wrong place." At this time, Wang Guan looked around at the quiet Wu Mansion and whispered, "It's too quiet here." ”

"Maybe this is the reason why the Wu Zhai antique market is not big, and it is a little less angry."

Yu Feibai shrugged his shoulders and said: "To put it bluntly, it is not popular, and it can't attract customer traffic." You must know that in places like Panjiayuan, even if most people go to see the excitement, they can't see it. But when there are more people, it is easy to form! kind of atmosphere. An atmosphere of eagerness to try, watching "Baidu Pick Treasure ☆ Text Debut" saw that someone made a move, and also followed to buy something. ”

"But here, it can almost be described as a door. When everyone comes here, the enthusiasm is half cool, unless you really meet something you like, you are probably ready to leave after a turn. Yu Feibai shook his head and sighed lightly: "Sure enough, it is a good place where fish and bear's paws cannot be both, but due to congenital deficiencies, these resources are wasted."

"Brother is right, opening a store here is a small fight, trying to be interested, mixing food, no one expects to be big." At this moment, a big man of more than 1.8 meters walked over, with fluffy messy hair and a beard, which inadvertently brought a little pressure to people.

"You go...

Seeing this person coming, Yu Feibai unconsciously took a step back and put on a defensive posture.

"Don't be afraid."

The man was also a little embarrassed, touched the beard on his face, and said with a smile: "My surname is Song, and I have opened a shop here, and I saw that you have been wandering around here for a long time, so I came to ask if you need any help." ”

When Wang Guan heard this, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at this person carefully, and found that although his appearance was a little rough, there was a kind atmosphere in his eyebrows, and he knew that this person was purely warm and kind.

"Wang Guan, come and help us take pictures ......,"

At the same time, An Huanqing beckoned her little hand and shouted.

"Here we are."

Wang Guan responded, then smiled at the rugged uncle, and then turned around and walked towards An Huanqing.

At this time, An Huanqing and Baye were leaning in front of a house door, already posing, waiting for Wang Guan to press the shutter.

After walking through, although there is no camera, the phone has enough pixels. Then Wang Guan followed An Huanqing's prompts and took more than a dozen photos in a row from different angles, which can be regarded as satisfying her souvenir psychology.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, An Huanqing seemed to be frightened by something, and hurriedly hid behind Baye.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked back, and immediately saw the embarrassed smile of the rugged uncle, and suddenly came to his senses.

"Hehe, don't get me wrong, this Uncle Song is a hòu Taoist." At this time, Yu Feibai said with a smile: "Aren't we going to buy a sandalwood fan, there is one in the uncle's store, let's go and have a look." ”

"There must be a sandalwood fan." Uncle Song smiled kindly, "However, there is no old mountain incense, only general new mountain incense, Dimen incense, and Sydney incense." Listening to him, Wang Guan felt reliable. After all, the old mountain incense is the best in sandalwood, which is very rare and not so easy to buy.

An Huanqing didn't speak, but he was still a little stunned, and he didn't object.

Seeing this, everyone assumed that she agreed, and then under the guidance of Uncle Song, she came to his shop. The area of the shop is not large, less than 20 square meters, and the counter on the shelf is full of the four treasures of the study, there are jade pen holders, ceramic pen washes, and calligraphy, paintings and seals, which seem a little messy.

"It's all objects from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, gadgets, and it's not big." Uncle Song said with a smile, beckoned everyone to sit down, and then boiled water and made tea.

"Uncle, how can you do such a business." Yu Feibai looked at it a little and said with a smile: "We all 'Dream Has Set Sail ☆ Qing Yierya' didn't see it, you poked out your own bottom." ”

"Talk, what's there to hide." Uncle Song said frankly: "As I said just now, the main reason for running this shop is for interest, and I don't plan to make money." Three or five thousand a month, enough to pay rent. ”

"It's not just me, but the shopkeepers of other stores think the same way. This storefront is a contact site, and I usually invite a group of friends with similar interests to drink tea and chat when I have time. ”

While speaking, Uncle Song made tea and poured a cup for each person. The tea soup is clear but a little yellowish, which is not considered a top tea. But it is fragrant and tastes good, and it is not an inferior coarse tea.

Wang Guan could also feel that Uncle Song's words revealed a sense of sincerity, and he was definitely not fooling everyone, so he had a little more relaxed smile on his face.

"You want a sandalwood fan, don't you?"

At this time, Uncle Song rummaged under the counter, and said at the same time: "Actually, you should go to Wang Xingji's store to buy it, they can return it for fidelity, and I also took the goods directly in the factory."

As he spoke, he took out a fairly large brocade box, and then took the lid of the box open, only to see that there were many folding fans of different lengths and different materials placed inside.

"The fans are all here." Uncle Song smiled: "However, there are only three or four sandalwood ones, you can choose them yourself." ”

"Uncle said so, we're welcome." Wang Guan smiled, picked up those sandalwood fans and handed them to An Huanqing, asking her to choose what she liked. After that, he took a fan and watched it.

Different from the carved sandalwood fan, the fan in Wang Guan's hand is a paper fan, and after he gently unfolded the paper fan, he saw a painting on the fan. The painting depicts autumn chrysanthemums and two crickets, and the chrysanthemums are cleverly decorated with garcinia cambogia, eosin, and cyanthosis, and outlined with appropriate shades of ink lines, which are calm and vibrant.

In addition, there are two small crickets that are lifelike, vividly painted on the edge of the chrysanthemum, which has a bit of artistic conception, and seems to be able to make people hear the sound of the autumn night.

"The artistic conception is far-reaching, not bad." Wang Guan couldn't help but admire, and found that there was still a payment under the fan painting, and when he looked at it, he was stunned: "Old man Baishi? ”

"What, Qi Baishi's thing?" Yu Feibai hurriedly looked over.

"Oh, this one ......"

Uncle Song looked over and was about to explain.

At this moment, Wang Guan hurriedly stopped: "Uncle, don't say it yet, let us break it off by ourselves." ”

"Yes!"

Yu Feibai hurriedly echoed and said with a smile: "It's like watching a suspense detective drama, you revealed the answer in advance, and we don't have fun." ”

"Okay, I won't say it, let you figure it out for yourselves." Uncle Song smiled, and then said with some surprise: "However, listening to you say this, it seems that you also know a lot about this aspect?" ”

"Hehe, I have done some research, otherwise I wouldn't have come to the antique market." Yu Feibai said with a smile.

"Also, if you just watch the excitement, you won't enter the store." Uncle Song was relieved, but he didn't think that Wang Guan and Yu Feibai could see anything. In his mind, these two people should be enthusiasts or something, maybe they have read a few antique books, but they are still far from connecting theory with practice.

Of course, Uncle Song will not have any jokes and mockery, after all, he also came here like this back then, and naturally knows that many enthusiasts are full of enthusiasm, gradually learning and transforming, and finally becoming professionals.

It was a hard but fun process, Uncle Song fell into the memories, his face was full of knowing laughter, which made his rough face more and more kind"...

"Xiapin."

At the same time, Yu Feibai looked at the fan surface a little and came to this conclusion.

"Why?" Wang Guan asked.

To be honest, it's a shame if something is fake. You must know that in the creation of literati, fan paintings are even rarer than vertical scrolls, mirror cores, albums and other works. Because painting on a fan is not that easy, you need to learn specifically to master this skill.

According to Wang Guan, Qi Baishi is also proficient in fan painting, and over the years, the auction has repeatedly launched Qi Baishi's painting fans, and the price has increased year after year, which is also a big highlight.

Besides, Wang Guan looked carefully and found that the crickets in the painting also had a bit of Qi Baishi's charm in brushwork...... (To be continued)

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