This poem by Yang Wanli's "Over Songyuan Morning Cooking Paint Store" seems to be written about the difficulty of traveling, but in fact it is a very unique outlook on life, which means that don't think that after this difficulty, you will feel that everything is all right, in fact, there are countless difficulties waiting for you on the road of life, because life is a circle of ten thousand mountains, and it is difficult to get rid of one heavy one after another.

At that time, when Zhou Zhou Ming had just understood this poem, during the most difficult period of his upright life, he always felt that he had so many hardships in his life, and where was his way out? I obviously feel that I am going to get out of this predicament, but when I turn my head, a bigger difficulty is in front of me.

So at that time, Zhou Ming had a very good feeling for this poem, at this time he picked up the pen again, slightly brewing, and the whole person seemed to have returned to those days a long time ago, and the confusion and doubts in the face of hardships and hardships instantly came to his heart, and at this time, Zhou Zhou Ming slowly put down the pen, stroke by stroke as if he was carving, and it took almost ten minutes to finish writing this short twenty-eight words.

Zhou Ming calmed down a little, and added a line of small character inscription on the side, "On the sixteenth day of the summer lotus month of the second year, I am fortunate to smell the holy fragrance and remember the past", after writing, he put the brush on the pen holder carved by Shoushan stone, and arched his hand towards Feng Junshan, "Offering ugliness and offering ugliness." ”

Feng Junshan looked at it seriously for a while, and frowned slightly, "The words are good words, much better than what I wrote, but why is it a little astringent, obviously the strokes are very smooth, but it is extremely laborious to read." ”

"It's heavy, isn't it?" Zhou Ming reminded with a faint smile.

Feng Junshan patted his thigh when he heard this, and nodded, "Yes, yes, that's how it feels." ”

Zhou Zhou Ming sighed softly, watched the ink on the rice paper slowly dry, and explained softly: "This poem is already very heavy, if it is written too briskly, the charm will not match the content of this poem at all, so how can the words be written well?" It's still not a great piece of calligraphy. ”

Speaking of this, he added with a smile: "Whether it is a calligraphy work or other works of art, the form of the table and the content of the table must be consistent with each other to be considered outstanding, otherwise it is at most an excellent handicraft. ”

Feng Junshan frowned and thought for a while, "It seems that I've heard of it, but I can't grasp this thing, after so many years, I really haven't heard of anyone who can reach this level." ”

Zhou Ming grinned and explained: "It's not that no one can reach this level, but connoisseurs can't reach this level, Brother Feng, there are so many good things in your house, but you can't notice it yourself," he said, pointing to the boxwood carved Guanyin statue in the shrine, "For example, that Guanyin, when the author carved, he must have imagined himself as Guanyin to carve, otherwise the kind of harmony revealed from the bones could not be expressed at all, or it was impossible to grasp it so accurately." ”

Feng Junshan was still confused when he heard Zhou Ming's explanation, but he nodded as if he didn't understand, "I see, no wonder I always feel very unique when I look at this Guanyin statue, but I can't tell what is unique, you say this, I understand a little." ”

Zhou Ming smiled and pointed to the seven big characters written by Feng Junshan, "Borrow from the sky for another five hundred years" and said: "If you have time to look at these words written by yourself, and then think about the feeling when you write these words, you will be able to understand, this feeling is difficult for outsiders to explain, and when you reach a level, you can naturally experience that feeling." ”

"Really?" Feng Junshan obviously took Zhou Ming's words seriously, and seriously picked up the word he wrote and looked at it for a long time, as if he had an understanding but shook his head again, and then looked at Zhou Ming's words and said, "Brother, can you give me this picture?" ”

Of course, Zhou Ming would not be reluctant to keep such a small poem, although he had the intention to keep it, but since Feng Junshan had spoken, of course there was no reason not to agree, "Brother Feng likes to take it, but it can't be on the table, just think about it in private, don't take it out and be embarrassed." ”

Feng Junshan smiled and shook his head, "Don't be modest, brother, although I don't dare to say how clever my appreciation ability is, but I still have self-knowledge, not to mention things that are too mysterious, the strokes of these twenty-eight words are really impeccable, there is almost no flaw, this is still the result of your brother you didn't try to write, if you warm up and write, it will be better." ”

In fact, Zhou Zhou Ming himself thought so, and he was a little surprised after these people wrote it, because this was also the result of his super-level performance, otherwise it would be impossible to write the inscription solemnly, and writing the inscription showed that he was very satisfied with his words.

When he wrote, Zhou Ming didn't feel anything, and then he finished writing and then looked at it, and then found that this was the result of his super-level performance, and then recalled the feeling when he wrote, and found that he was particularly comfortable when he wrote, and the control of the wrist and the brush reached a realm that he had never reached, especially at that time the thinking was very clear, the thinking was one, and the personal control of the brush has reached a very high-end realm.

Is it the effect of the jade pen or the effect of the house in the house? Zhou Ming frowned slightly, he didn't feel that he had changed much these days, and he was also busy running around, and he didn't have a chance to use the brush again, so he didn't find that his ability had improved.

Zhou Ming hesitated here, and Feng Junshan over there happily put away Zhou Ming's words like a treasure, and then transferred 100,000 yuan to Zhou Ming.

Looking at the bank prompt text message, Zhou Ming looked at Feng Junshan in surprise: "Brother Feng, what are you doing here?" ”

Feng Junshan saw that Zhou Ming's face was not good, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Brother, this is a pen fee, hehe, I know it's a little little, brother will make it up to you later." ”

Zhou Ming didn't eat Feng Junshan's set, and his eyes glared: "You know I don't mean that," said that he would return the 100,000 yuan when he opened the mobile phone to pay.

Seeing this, Feng Junshan hurriedly grabbed Zhou Ming's arm and begged: "Brother, don't accept it, it's just a little meaning, the pen fee is originally a custom, not to mention that you have done so many appraisals in the afternoon, if I don't say it, then I will become someone Feng Junshan." ”

Seeing that Feng Junshan's attitude was so sincere, Zhou Ming frowned slightly and didn't insist anymore, but said sternly: "Brother Feng, don't take it as an example, if there is another such thing, our friend will have nothing to do." ”

Feng Junshan nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I won't be so angry in the future," he said and added: "But brother, you can't have anything with me in the future, otherwise you will look down on my brother." ”

Monday Mingxin said that it would be good to have an older brother like you, but I don't have the habit of recognizing relatives, so it's better to get along as good friends. Of course, Zhou Zhou Ming also knew that there was still a certain amount of moisture in Feng Junshan's words, if he really believed these words and regarded Feng Junshan as his brother, then he would have lived for more than 20 years in vain.

However, Zhou Zhou Ming was still very happy in his heart, as Feng Junshan himself said, if he Feng Junshan really didn't say anything at all, Zhou Zhou Ming himself would definitely not say anything, but what he would think in his heart, it was obvious, after all, Zhou Zhou Ming did help Feng Junshan identify a lot of things in the afternoon, which was a laborious and laborious job.

If Feng Junshan wants to invite an appraiser with sufficient strength from the outside to help him identify those hundreds of collections, the appearance fee will definitely be more than 500,000 yuan, because under normal circumstances, the fees of those experts are calculated in tens of thousands, and even fake experts can't be invited for thousands of yuan. So after hundreds of appraisals, the appraisal fee is very considerable, and you don't know if the experts invited have real skills.

Therefore, the vast majority of collectors, including Feng Junshan, sometimes even if they know that there may be fakes in their collections, even if they can afford the appraisal fee, they will not find someone to appraise casually, the main reason is that they are not worried about the appraisers who are hired with money.

And it is precisely because of this that every time those reputable treasure appreciation programs and activities play the name of free treasure appreciation, those collectors flock to it one by one, for fear of missing it, what they value is the credibility of those experts, after all, those experts are not invited by ordinary people to spend money.

It can be said that Feng Junshan spent 100,000 yuan to find an appraiser of Zhou Ming's level to identify hundreds of collections, and it was he who made a lot of money in Feng Junshan.

Of course, Zhou Ming has a personal relationship with Feng Junshan, and he must not be able to calculate the accounts so clearly, it doesn't matter how much money is or how little money is, just get the meaning, anyway, Zhou Ming's picture is not money.

So Feng Junshan persuaded him like this, and Zhou Ming didn't insist anymore, but after thinking about it, he said: "Brother Feng, I see that there is still a hall painting in your hall that you can handle, if you don't dislike it, I'll help you fill that vacancy." ”

The decoration of the villa in Feng Junshan is good, that is, the painting hanging on the entrance of the living room lobby is a little out of standard, the painting is a large-size Gongbi peony painting, the painting is also exquisite, but it seems more or less vulgar, and the owner of the painting is just an ordinary painter now, not a big man, the level can only be said to be average.

It's not that Feng Junshan can't afford to buy expensive ancient paintings, but because the living room of the villa is too big and too high, the general ancient paintings are not so large in size, and you can only buy modern paintings, but such a big painting is obviously not a good one that ordinary people can paint, after all, the bigger the painting, the more energy it takes, even if you are willing to pay for it, you may not be able to find the right person to paint for you.

Especially the huge painting that decorates the entrance of the villa lobby, the picture scroll itself needs to be very imposing to be able to hold such a large hall, the momentum is slightly weak, and the villa does not match much, just like millions of Mercedes-Benz cars with dozens of dollars of inferior solar film, which suddenly lowers the grade of the villa.