"Of course I know" Wang Guan nodded hurriedly, and then said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this arm rest may have been sold to me by Huang Tingjian's descendants." ”

"Really?" Gao Dequan was surprised: "There are not many such things, it should be the items used by Huang Tingjian back then, and they must have spent a lot of money." ”

"It didn't cost much." Wang Guan said with a smile: "Uncle De, you see, the pen and ink words on the arm rest are only displayed after they are stained with water." It turned out that there was nothing, and everyone didn't know that it was Huang Tingjian's thing. ”

Suddenly, Gao Dequan also noticed this detail and observed it carefully. After half a ring, he suddenly realized: "I understand, this arm rest should be the finished product made by a craftsman, the young Huang Tingjian saw it, and felt that the persuasion poem on it was good, which was more in line with his situation at the time, so he simply bought it home." After that, he wrote the inscription on the armrest. ”

"The surface of the arm rest has been scraped and greened, and the pen and ink are easy to adhere to it, but after all, bamboo is different from paper and silk cloth, and after hundreds of years of time, the ink on the bamboo surface has slowly evaporated and changed, and it is almost invisible. It is only after the water stain that the original imprint appears. ”

Gao Dequan slowly analyzed: "Huang Tingjian was born in the fifth year of Song Renzong's Qingli, and when he reached the second year of Yingzong's reign, he should be about twenty years old. Huang Tingjian, who was young, was studying hard, preparing for the imperial examination two years later. The life during this period is very much in line with the elaboration in the poem, the bamboo shadow of the window shakes the bookcase, and the sound of wild springs enters the inkstone pond......"

"This armrest, to a certain extent, also witnessed Huang Tingjian's reading career."

Between words. Gao Dequan said with a smile: "There is always a reward for paying, two years later, in the fourth year of Yingzong Zhiping, Huang Tingjian was a high school jinshi, and since then his reputation has gradually risen and he is well-known to the world." Of course, the most talked-about thing is his relationship with Su Dongpo. It's a story for the ages. You're familiar with these too, so I won't mention them again. ”

"I heard that Su Dongpo regarded Huang Tingjian as a friend, but Huang Tingjian insisted that he was a disciple of Sumen." Wang Guan said with a smile: "It seems that Su Dongpo's charm is extraordinary. No one can stop it. ”

"Of course."

Gao Dequan chuckled and said: "Su Shi in the Song Dynasty is the same as Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, with great personality charm. People who lived in the same era as the two. Not only their luck, but also their sorrow. It's like the four bachelors of Sumen and the like, everyone who takes it out alone is a party and deserves to be praised by the world. Moreover, these people have only been favored and guided by Su Dongpo and accepted his literary influence, which does not mean that they and Su Shi can be collectively called a literary school. ”

However, people who don't know about the history of ancient literature may subconsciously feel when they hear the name of the four scholars of Sumen. These people are Su Dongpo's students. Gao Dequan smiled: "Of course, some people have said that the eleventh century is the world of Su Dongpo. Su Shi's admirers are all over the world, from princes and nobles to peddlers and pawns, all of whom are fans of Su Dongpo. Give him a student. It's not something to be ashamed of, or even something that others can't ask for. ”

"This is ......," Wang Guan thought.

In the early middle and early Northern Song Dynasty, politics was politics and literature was literature, and the two were clearly distinguished, and it was not until the later period that the party began to fight against each other. Su Dongpo was degraded because of party strife and literary prison. However, it did not affect the admiration and admiration of the literati at that time.

Even in the period of depreciation, Su Dongpo is still a world-recognized leader in the literary world. Every time he has a new work, it will spread all over the world as quickly as possible; He praises a person, and that person will surely become famous, and everyone knows about it, and no one knows about it.

Not to mention in ancient times, even now, there are still a large number of experts and scholars who rely on Su Dongpo for food. So don't talk about being a student for him, it is estimated that when he is a grandson, there are also people who are scrambling to be the first to snatch it. …,

At this moment, Gao Dequan shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity! ”

"Uncle De, what is your pity?" Wang Guan was a little puzzled.

"Huang Tingjian's calligraphy was originally taught by Zhou Yue in the Song Dynasty, and later influenced by Yan Zhenqing, Huaisu monk, Yang Ningshi and others, and finally gradually formed his own style."

Gao Dequan explained: "But judging from the calligraphy of this arm rest, it is very regular, has its own law, and it can be regarded as good calligraphy, but in other words, it is relatively young and in the stage of imitating the ancients." There is no concise and powerful, twists and turns after the completion of calligraphy......"

"Uncle De, you don't have to make an inch." Wang Guan said with a smile: "It's good to be able to confirm that this is Huang Tingjian's authentic work, what else is there to ask for." Moreover, Huang Tingjian's calligraphy is rare, but it is not impossible. But calligraphy like this, which is in the youth stage and has not formed its own unique style, can be regarded as a unique and unique thing. ”

"Makes sense." Gao Dequan thought about it and agreed: "It's me who is too greedy. ”

At the right time, Gao Dequan repeatedly looked at the arm rest, and sighed a little: "Wang Guan, I have missed you again." I guess the person who sold you didn't expect the ink on the armrest to be so hidden. ”

"I didn't expect it myself." Wang Guan chuckled, thinking that when Peng Cheng and Huang Ting got married, they would inevitably give a big red envelope.

"However, dripping ink is never a good way, and it is easy to damage the bamboo of the armrest."

Gao Dequan frowned and thought: "I remember that when the experts of the Forbidden City restored the ancient bamboo slips, they often used a protective liquid, which could fix the ink. In two days, I'll ask someone to get some for you. ”

"Thank you, Uncle De." Wang Guan nodded hurriedly.

"Also, this is the southern bamboo, which has adapted to the warm climate of the south, remember not to take it to the north." Gao Dequan earnestly taught: "The air in the north is dry, and it is easy to crack when you take things. In addition, if the bamboo is wet, it needs to be dried to avoid chaff and reduce contact with the air......"

"It's so troublesome." Wang Guan frowned.

"This is an inevitable thing, bamboo things are fine, and old ancient paintings are even more troublesome." Gao Dequan said with a smile: "That's why I learned ceramic identification from Qian Lao." ”

At the same time, Su Yu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and said directly: "Since you think it is troublesome to manage the insurance, then you can give me the things." ”

"You?" Wang Guan was stunned, a little surprised.

"Not bad." Su Yuxian held her glasses and said indifferently: "I'm also very interested in this arm rest, my grandfather may like it, you can make a price." ”

"Offer ......"

Wang Guan groaned, and suddenly smiled: "Don't sell!" ”

Su Yuxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, feeling that Wang Guan was deliberately unable to get along with himself.

"Okay, let's get down to business and continue to talk about cooperation." Wang Guan said calmly: "In order to show my sincerity, I can make another step, and I need 26% of the income." ”

Don't think that three or four percent of the income is very little, you must know that when something is worth more than 100 million, one percent is one million, no wonder the two of them have to worry about it.

Su Yu thought about it, and also stretched out a slender and round finger, and said categorically: "Yicheng is our bottom line." ”

"I'll give you my arm, and I'll give you twenty." Wang Guan said categorically: "This is also my bottom line, otherwise everyone will break up in two, no need to talk about it anymore, and it will save a lot of effort." ”

"You're blackmailing, how can an arm rest be worth a hundred percent of the benefits." Su Yu's eyes were as cold as frost, and he felt that Wang Guan was really unreasonable.

"The arm rest is just a gift, which is a birthday gift for Old Man Su in advance. Do you like it or not, anyway, I have to decide the distribution ratio of 20%. Wang Guan said calmly: "If you agree, we will sign the contract immediately." If you don't agree, then you can go, and I will continue to study Huang Tingjian's calligraphy with Uncle De. ”…,

In an instant, Su Yu's slender hand clenched his small fist, and all kinds of anger and hatred in his heart could almost fill the entire tea room. At the same time, seeing Su Yu's scorching gaze, Wang Guan would not be sentimental, he ignored it directly, lowered his head and drank tea, leisurely.

"Boy, there's a future." Gao Dequan next to him secretly praised in his heart, and did not speak, but just looked down at the arm rest, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere froze again. After a long time, Su Yu gave in and snorted: "Okay, two achievements and two percent, it's cheaper for you, sign the contract." ”

While speaking, Su Yu took out three contracts in his briefcase and handed them to Wang Guan and Gao Dequan. On the top of the contract, there is already Su Wenyi's signature, as long as the names of the two of them are signed again, it will be regarded as an agreement.

At this time, Wang Guan carefully watched the contract agreement, and after noticing that the distribution ratio of income was indeed 20%, he found that Gao Dequan had signed, and he also attached his name to the contract. The three contracts were signed, and each person took one each, and finally solved the matter that was delayed for more than a month.

At this point, Su Yu put away the contract, and then stood up and said goodbye: "Uncle Gao, the matter is over, I will go back." After the Chinese New Year, Su's Group will send a team to assist you in firing porcelain, I hope we have a happy cooperation, goodbye. ”

Immediately, Su Yu left, walking neatly and neatly, leaving no traces. However, Huang Tingjian put his arm on her but didn't take it, obviously disdainful of Wang Guan's statement that he had a gift.

At this time, Gao Dequan smiled and said: "Wang Guan, do you feel that you have been calculated?" ”

"No, why do you say that?" Wang Guan said strangely.

"The contract is prepared early in the morning." Gao Dequan said with a smile: "It seems that the condition given by Su Wenyi is 20%, and it is not the psychological bottom line, maybe you can fight for it and increase the distribution ratio." ”

"I know, I also saw that she seems to have a few contracts in her briefcase, maybe there are better terms for earnings." Wang Guan smiled and said: "However, you must be content, and you can't be too greedy." After all, she has a point, I just have a little raw material, I can sit back and enjoy its achievements, there is no need to learn from the businessman's style, everything must maximize benefits. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )