Ye Feng has never paid much attention to calligraphy, calligraphy and painting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, if there are famous calligraphers and painters in history, Ye Feng still knows something.

But the authors scanned on the wall are all modern characters, and Ye Feng doesn't know much about it.

Although I don't know the price of the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, it must be worth a little money to hang them in this antique shop, and it is really worth discussing.

But I came here to study, but I didn't want to get this old man's cheap idea, and when my level went up, I guess the money would not matter at that time.

"Then I don't need you to send it, if you really think I write well, you might as well take out a few more calligraphy that can really be found in the town store for me to see."

"Then it depends on your level, huh."

The old man was quite disdainful of Ye Feng's exaggeration.

Regarding the old man's disdain, Ye Feng didn't say much, and walked directly to the table.

On the old case, rice paper, pen and ink, these things used for writing are also very neat, and it seems that this old man usually writes a lot.

Unexpectedly, this old man is not only a businessman, but also an old man who likes to be vassal.

Picking up a wolf pen at random, dipping it in the ink pool, thinking about the words he wanted to write, Ye Feng immediately fell silent in the artistic conception of that kind of calligraphy.

In an instant, Ye Feng was like an ancient literati, and with the stroke of the brush, a "Climbing the Stork's Tower" landed on the paper majestically.

After writing, the old man didn't come, he still sat behind the counter in a big way, obviously, in his heart, he didn't think that Ye Feng's words could enter his eyes.

Ye Feng didn't care about this, he dried the written words slightly, and after the ink dried, he sent the words to the old man.

At this time, the old man still looked reluctant and took the word.

Wait for the old man to raise his eyes and glance at the lettering.

Instantly, the old guy's eyes straightened.

"This? This is what you wrote? ”

Seeing Ye Feng's words, the old man couldn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes suspiciously.

The painting in front of me was obviously just written, and the ink was still damp, which did not seem to be a fake.

"Of course, didn't you see that ink hasn't dried yet?"

Seeing that the old man was shocked by his own words, Ye Feng was very proud, but there was an expression of indifference on his face, looking at the old man, and smiling faintly.

"Good words, really good words, I didn't expect you to be able to write such good words, young man, it's really amazing." The old man looked surprised and completely disbelieving, and nodded at Ye Feng in praise, as if the disdainful expression towards Ye Feng just now had never appeared.

"Young man, don't say that you have such a level at such a young age, even the words written by those elderly calligraphy masters are far from opponents compared to you, no wonder you can't look down on these calligraphy works in my shop."

Looking at the words in his hand, the more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he slapped it on the counter with his hand excitedly, and the solid wood counter was slapped by him.

Ye Feng, who wanted to pretend not to care about the old man's praise, couldn't bear it anymore, and also laughed with Hehe, "Uncle, since you have also seen my level, then now you have to take out the good goods in your store and let me see it." ”

"These are trivial, and it's easy to say, young man, wait a minute."

Carefully putting down the writing in his hand, the old man came out of the counter and took out a box from an inconspicuous cabinet beside it.

"The old man's shop also has good goods, which makes you a young man insightful."

Watching the old man take the box to the table, carefully open the box, take out the calligraphy and painting from it, and slowly unfold it on the table, Ye Feng's heart was full of anticipation.

If you can integrate the calligraphy skills of the two masters, will you be able to form your own style from this?

If you continue to integrate more master skills, will you be able to achieve a higher level of calligraphy than Yan Zhenqing?

The more I think about it, the happier I become, and the more I think about it, the more I look forward to it.

"W-how is this a painting?"

However, after the old man unfolded, Ye Feng was suddenly disappointed.

I thought it was a celebrity calligraphy, but I didn't expect it to be a landscape map, and there was no name on this painting, but two lines of calligraphy were written bare on the edge of this ink painting, and I don't know where the old man pulled it out.

"What do you call this, although the old man's painting is not the work of a celebrity, but it is also an antiquity from the five dynasties, if it weren't for the good handwriting you wrote, the old man wouldn't let you see it." Seeing that Ye Feng looked down on his belongings, the old man looked unhappy.

"Antiques from the Five Dynasties?"

"Of course, what if modern things are hidden in a cupboard?"

I thought that the old man had taken out an ordinary gadget to fool himself, but now when he heard that it was a work from the Five Dynasties, Ye Feng suddenly became interested.

Looking at the scenery of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River on the picture, the sand bank is dyed with heavy ink near the bottom of the painting, and the reeds are outlined with a fine brush, and the village house is exposed in the cold forest on the top of the Pituo in the middle of the picture, and the hill cottage is also painted on the other side of the stream in the distance, and then the river bank in the distance is heavy, extending to the outside of the painting, and it is dyed with wet ink, giving people a sense of boundlessness.

I didn't think anything, but now I listened to the old man's explanation, and then took a closer look, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was tasteful, and the two sentences on the painting with the title of the line book, the writing was even more soothing and wishful, and there was no place without beauty.

When Ye Feng's left eye swept away, the information of the painting instantly appeared in his mind.

"Wang Zeng, the author of "Jiangnan Landscape Map", five generations, painting level, master."

It turned out to be a masterpiece, but the name seems to have never been heard of.

According to the author of the left eye scan, Ye Feng checked Baidu on his mobile phone and found that there was no famous calligrapher and painter named Wang Zeng in the Five Dynasties period, and it seems that the author of this painting should be the one who was buried in that period.

Although it is not a masterpiece work, it is also a master's level, at least it is much stronger than the level of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, and there is no harm in learning more.

So, Ye Feng began to scan the painting at a deeper level, and suddenly, the master-level ink painting technique was integrated into his body, making the level of the painting in front of him more clear.

"Boss, how much will this painting cost if it is sold?"

"Three hundred thousand! You want? ”

I thought that the works of the five dynasties could be worth millions, but I didn't expect it to be only 300,000, even if this painting is not famous and has no money, but it is also a master-level work, and it is not as expensive as some modern paintings.

"No, I'm just coming to have a look, I want to see some of the master's calligraphy works, so that I can improve my level."

Speaking of improving calligraphy, Ye Feng unconsciously swept his eyes towards the two lines of calligraphy.

"Song, Mi Fu, calligraphy level, legendary."

Nima!

Is this a mistake?

An unknown painting actually appeared on Mi Fu's inscription?

Even if I don't know much about calligraphy and painting, I also know the Song family.

Ben thought that he had run in vain today, but he would have thought that in this inconspicuous place, he could still see such awesome calligraphy.

Suddenly, Ye Feng began to scan and merge the two lines of words.