Lanzhen is a thousand-year-old town, where merchants once gathered, temples and halls. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xu is due to feng shui, after thousands of years of changes, wars, the town has not suffered much damage, and there are still many Tang, Song, Ming and Qing dynasty buildings have been preserved.

The two streets of Chongwen and Gulou in the east of the town are almost all Ming and Qing Dynasty buildings, and the surrounding alleys and shop buildings still retain the antique Ming and Qing Dynasty styles. This is the old area of Lanzhen, and the residents have lived here for almost all generations.

Since a few years earlier, here has automatically formed an antique cultural art gathering place, what antique calligraphy and painting, the four treasures of the study, handicrafts, flowers, birds, fish and insects are concentrated here for sale, it is one of the most famous tourist attractions in the whole Ming City later, many people like to come here to shop for antiques, looking forward to being able to pick up a big leak and get rich overnight.

Chongwen Street is as lively as ever, the stalls on both sides of the road are squeezed to only two feet wide, and the ground is full of all kinds of novelties, some of which you know at a glance are gadgets produced in batches by the factory, while some are deliberately old, stained with mud, and then fool the guests into saying that they are antiquities that come out of the soil.

Wu Yue secretly searched the stalls one by one with the eye of the sky, trying to see if there was anything that could emit light that only she could see.

After looking for a while, let alone any magic utensils, even good antiques didn't find a single one. I finally saw a few bits of blue light, but it was faintly dim, at best, it was just an object of the Republic of China. Wu Yuetou began to feel a little dizzy, and this is also a personal effort with Tianyan.

Wu Yue lowered her head and rubbed her head, and suddenly saw a faint blue light on a painting stall on her right, and she was overjoyed, and deliberately pretended to walk over casually.

It was a painting scroll with ink bamboo chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums stand proudly, chrysanthemum leaves are drooping, flowers are clustered, and they are full of vitality. Chrysanthemum leaves are made with large brushstrokes, swaying freely. Next to the bamboo, the bamboo tips hang low, echoing with the chrysanthemum, interesting. A strange stone under the bamboo, the bamboo leaves are chic with a pen. The lower end of the bamboo chrysanthemum is lined with wild grasses, which is clear and elegant, and it is incisive. The dry and wet shades of the pen and ink complement each other, and the charm is timeless.

There is a poem inscribed in the upper right corner: 'My life is like a boat on the sea, and I don't comb my hair after closing the door for many months.' The butterflies of the east fence come and go, and look at the yellow flowers for an autumn. The back is signed with the word 'Tianchi', and there are a few seals, and the word 'mountain man' can only be vaguely recognized.

It turned out that this painting was a masterpiece of Xu Wei, an outstanding calligrapher, painter and writer in the Ming Dynasty.

Xu Wei, known as Tianchi Mountain People, or Tian Shuiyue, Tian Danshui, Qingteng Old Man, Qingteng Daoren, Qingteng Jushi, Tianchi Yuyin, Jin Lei, Jin Huishanren, Shanyin Buyi, Baiyu Shanren, Goose Nose Mountain Nong, etc. Together with Xie Jin and Yang Shen, he is known as the "Three Great Talents of the Ming Dynasty" and one of the "Ten Sons of Yuezhong".

His freehand ink paintings of flowers and birds are unrestrained, informal, concise and concise, with more splashed ink and few coloring, with clear layers, virtual and real, dripping ink and vivid. He also integrates vigorous brushwork into his paintings, and the calligraphy and painting complement each other perfectly, full of interest, which can be described as excellent and valuable.

Wu Yue was a person who had studied Chinese painting in his previous life, although he was not good at painting, he still had a little eyesight. Although I can't recognize whose painting it is, I know that this painting is definitely a masterpiece!

It's just that the axles at the two ends feel very rough, and there is no trace of treasure in sight.

Wu Yue couldn't help but stretch out her hand and wanted to pull the scroll closer to take a closer look. At this moment, a pair of large, somewhat rough hands reached out and pressed the scroll. Wu Yue was startled and hurriedly raised her head.

It turned out that the stall owner saw that she was a seven or eight-year-old girl and stopped her: "Little girl, this is not a place for you to play, and this is not something you should play with, don't break it for me, go home."

It seems that he is regarded as a child of a nearby resident, Wu Yue smiled and said childishly: "Uncle, I want to buy a painting."

"Where's your family? Call your lord, and I'll tell you. “

"I have pocket money, I can buy it myself, uncle, how much is a painting?"

"Do you spend money and don't care about you? I'm all antiques, and I won't return them if I sell them. Although everyone knows that there is no rule for returning goods, and there is no saying that there is a trick, but the other party is a child after all, the middle-aged stall owner still hesitated and said more.

"They don't care about my pocket money, uncle, how much is a painting?"

"Every painting of mine is different...... Which one do you want?" The stall owner didn't want the business to be ruined, and when he saw that the little girl was a little impatient, he stopped being verbose.

"That's it." Wu Yue casually pointed to the glowing scroll.

If other people want to buy this painting, the stall owner will definitely blow it up, saying that it is an antiquity from such and such an era, etc., and then ask for a high price and then talk slowly. But now, in front of him is a seven or eight-year-old child, and it is useless to say more, and this child does not understand. If you are taller, this kid will not be able to scare people away, and this is what he collected from the village for a dollar anyway. So he tentatively said, "Ten dollars." Do you have one. “

Wu Yue pursed her lips: "But I only have five yuan."

"Look at you so cute, five dollars is five dollars, if someone else is less than ten dollars, I won't sell it."

Wu Yue couldn't hold back a smile, but as a result, the scroll was stuffed into her schoolbag, and she said seriously: "Thank you, uncle." Thank you for selling me such a good baby so cheaply.

picked up a big leak, Wu Yue was in a good mood, and jumped forward, really revealing the attitude of an eight-year-old child.

Xu was extremely happy and sad, and as he was walking forward, a sharp voice suddenly came from his side: "That child, how did you walk?"

Wu Yue stood on his feet and looked down to see that half of his left foot was stepping on a piece of arrowroot cloth, on which there were several inkstones, only a few centimeters away from the closest one at his feet. Wu Yue hurriedly withdrew her left foot, and before she could apologize, the loud voice of the female stall owner followed: "You stepped on my things, do you know, will you look at the road?" Didn't you go out with your eyes? I'm all antiques, can you afford to break it? What about your parents? Call your parents over. “

The woman had a broad forehead, thin eyebrows, a large mouth, and uneven and sparse teeth