"Ink Demon?!" Why is this name so evil, Yang Ping was born in playing, and his background in this area is not high, and the identification knowledge that he can get his hands on is forcibly written down by chatting with some experts from the Palace Museum, the History Museum, and the Provincial Museum, but he now has an unprecedentedly strong memory, which can be regarded as a well-read and strong memory, but what he has never heard or seen is a black eye.

Ms. Lin took off the gold-rimmed glasses, brushed the silver hair on her sideburns, and took off the white gloves one finger at a time: "Well, the ink demon," she took a sip of the tea brought by Yang Ping, "Thank you, the ink demon is the ink supervised by Song Huizong himself, and the strict Cheng dù is the same as the agate burning Ru kiln at the same time as the decree of the year, and he does not hesitate to work at all, which creates the best products such as Song porcelain and Song ink in history." It's a pity that Song Huizong's ink demon is only for his own use, and it has not been handed down, which has always been a defect in the history of ink making. If it is identified that this is indeed an ink demon, hehe, Mr. Yang will also be famous all over the world. ”

Uncle Zhao slapped his head with remorse, and Zou Kai grabbed it tightly: "Dad, isn't this still decided?" Even if we promised to sell it to you, we probably wouldn't be able to afford it. ”

Uncle Zhao thought about it, it was really such a reason, so he put down his mood: "Alas, if you don't say that it's better to be an auction company, there are no such ups and downs." ”

Yang Ping frowned and competed with himself, the fan in his hand opened and closed, and the corners of Teacher Lu and Teacher Chai's eyes twitched: "Ms. Lin, hey, it's really awkward to call it like that, Teacher Lin, is the ink demon really precious?" ”

"Precious?" Ms. Lin sighed and looked at the ink ingots in those squares, "The word precious is too pale to describe the ink demon, Song Huizong's flower and bird paintings were auctioned at a sky-high price of 30 million in Jingbei in the early years, which has a lot to do with the ink demon he used to be bright so far." Not to mention the historical value now. Even at the time. The ink demon is also a pound of gold and a tael of ink. ”

Yang Ping and Zou Kai both had big mouths: "So exaggerated? ”

Ms. Lin smiled: "Song Huizong Zhao Ji is mediocre and incompetent. The great rivers and mountains are handed over, but his calligraphy and painting attainments are extraordinary, the painted figures, birds, peaks, unique, Huizong pioneered the "thin gold body" reputation in ancient and modern times. What is little known is that he is also a master of ink making, and the Ming man Tu Long recorded in "The Aftermath of Kaopan": "Song Huizong tasted Suhe oil to search for tobacco as ink, and went to Jin Zhangzong to buy it." The price of one or two inks, a pound of gold, you can't imitate it, this is called the ink demon. ”

"What kind of ink is that ink demon? Can it be more expensive than Li Mo? "Uncle Zhao understands a little bit.

Ms. Lin finished drinking the tea, Yang Ping filled it up again, and she nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, this ink is divided into varieties according to function and texture, and all varieties are divided into three categories, namely pine smoke, oil smoke and ink." Pine smoke rises earlier, and pine branches are burned to make smoke. It is also bleached and sifted, and leather glue, musk and borneol are added. Molding. Oil smoke ink is used to burn smoke, and then add rubber spices and other materials to make zuò, tung oil, sesame fat oil can be used as burning materials. Shanyan ink is lighter than loose smoke, but the luster is brighter. Therefore, later ink makers also like to mix pine smoke and oil smoke to make ink, and the advantages of both are obtained. Smoke ink is more respected by calligraphers than loose smoke ink. ”

"The ink demon is the oil smoke ink. Zhao Ji of Huizong of the Song Dynasty imitated the ink-making method of Shen Kuo, a great scientist of the Song Dynasty, using Suhe sesame oil to make cigarettes, and using deer horn gum with Chinese herbs and other spices to make a stunning ink wat. After the Jin Zhangzong wants to buy it, with a pound of gold at the price of one or two inks, and if you want to do it, you can't get it, so it is called the ink demon. This ink is too luxurious, and no one in later generations has made this ink anymore. ”

"This seven-sided ancient ink, the front of the gold brush, the back side of the whole body is dark and delicate, implying purple light, indeed part of the texture can be seen inside, the smell of ink is long, there is a feeling of agarwood straight into the back of the head. Alas, this has gone through nine hundred years, only a few incomplete, the front of the seven birds in the form of gods, the song is wonderful, the side of the painting, the world is alone. The only doubt in these seven square ink is that hundreds of years have passed, and the color of the birds is still so bright as new, which is not scientific. ”

It's not scientific, is Yang Ping's repair ability scientific? Can anyone explain it? Yang Ping coughed: "Cough, Mr. Lin, it is estimated that this is not genuine, just like Uncle Zhao said, this may not be fabricated." Well, then Uncle Zhao, you will take this piece of Qianlong cinnabar imperial ink, and I will take the rest back to practice...... Well, take it back and treasure it. ”

Everyone was silent and looked at Yang Ping with blank eyes......

Yang Ping is uncomfortable, what's wrong? Can't get it back yet? He didn't care if Ms. Lin minded or not, he took out a box of cigarettes and smoked one, put it on his mouth, and lit a match: "Well, Uncle Zhao, what is the price of this cinnabar imperial ink?" ”

Uncle Zhao took a breath and fixed his mind: "Or 500,000?" Count me as a leak. ”

"Okay." Yang Ping glanced at Ms. Lin who was waiting for the following, and smacked his lips: "Mr. Lin, it's not that I don't sell the rest of the ancient ink, since you said that this is very likely to be the legendary ink demon, it must be of great value, are you sure you can take it?" ”

Ms. Lin exhaled turbidity, yes, if this is really an ink demon, where is it still valuable, but she still strives for it: "Alas, then you don't want to know if this is a real ink demon?" ”

Yang Ping took a puff of cigarette and nodded: "I think I want to think, where can this thing be identified?" I guess I can only go to the Palace Museum. ”

Ms. Lin raised her chin and became angry: "Dean Yin and I are good friends, I'll take some photos for him to look at first, let's go to Jingbei tonight for a professional appraisal, okay?" ”

All right? Not good! Yang Ping scratched his head, you are too paranoid: "It's really not good, I have more important things to do, Mr. Lin, you can take photos, I'd better go to Jingbei by myself, I'm still familiar with the people in the History Museum and the Palace Museum." ”

Ms. Lin couldn't force it, so she could only take out the card machine and seriously take some photos of Gu Mo from every angle.

Teacher Lu and Teacher Chai are holding two table lamps on the side to fill the light. Uncle Zhao looked at the fan in Yang Ping's hand again: "Xiao Yang, this fan must be genuine by the two experts, your opening and closing is not good for the fan surface, can you discuss it and transfer it to me?" ”

Zou Kai had the urge to cover his face, and Yang Ping smiled: "Uncle Zhao, this folding fan really can't be transferred, the only one with correct identification of Qianlong cinnabar imperial ink has been transferred, and I have to keep some things, besides." You don't like that. You've spotted a business opportunity, right? It's time to invest. I'm the collector. ”

Uncle Zhao smiled awkwardly: "Well, it's okay, let's go to dinner in a while, and we'll stay at home tonight." ”

Yang Ping poured tea into the several cups in front of him: "It's inconvenient, there are too many of us." ”

Zou Kai smiled and pushed: "You just pretend, you can live with a dozen or so people." ”

Yang Ping took advantage of the situation on the outside: "Hehe, then bother." ”

Ms. Lin had already finished taking photos and left reluctantly with Mr. Lu and Mr. Chai, leaving Yang Ping's phone before leaving. Uncle Zhao sent it out, and each person stuffed a red envelope.

After getting into the car, Ms. Lin immediately took out the phone and dialed Dean Yin: "Dean Yin, I'm Lin Si, uh-huh, I saw the ink demon today, the Seven Birds Ink Demon!" Song Huizong's Seven Fowl Ink Demon!! Uh-huh, I think it's genuine, well, I still need your old confirmation, hehe. My level is very limited. Inheritance? People don't tell me, it's a young man. He is about thirty years old and has the surname Yang ...... Yes, you know? I don't think such treasures should be left in the hands of individuals, you see...... Yes? No, then...... Oh, then you can arrange it yourself. If it is confirmed to be genuine, it will fill in the most important period of ink-making history, well, okay, teacher, take care of your body, goodbye. ”

Ms. Lin hung up the phone in disgrace, and Mr. Lu and Mr. Chai looked at each other, did this make me praise or criticize?

"Come back, it's nothing to do with us," Ms. Lin was interested, "This little Yang Dao is very deep......

The imperial dining room is not far from the villa area, next to Yuehe Ancient Street. Don't be busy eating, park the car, let's first stroll through the ancient street, in the middle of the bustling city in vain appeared a quaint riverside ancient street, strolling in it, all the noisy thoughts have precipitated.

Yuehe block is a parallel "three rivers and three streets" as the basic pattern, "Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal", "Waiyue River" and "Liyue River" three rivers are basically parallel and meet near Beili Bridge, and its spatial layout is very distinctive; Due to its close proximity to the canal and the city of Fucheng, the 3rd Street has become a bustling commercial area. On both sides of the "Middle Street" there are many shops, merchants gathered, and it is busy.

The happiest are the children of the "commando", and all kinds of snacks on the street make them feast, such as sesame pancakes, scallion oil pancakes, peach shortbreads, jujube paste cakes, maltose, sugar cakes, popcorn, malt cakes...... Tranquility was responsible for paying the bill, Yang Ping and Zou Kai were responsible for eating the snacks that the children had tasted and couldn't eat.

When the stimulation of the imperial dining room is not too high, it is very suitable for family dinners, Zhao Bo and his family went to order a table of dishes first, which is still a very authentic Cantonese taste, but everyone is not interested, and the snacks are too full. As a result, many dishes were not touched at all, and Yang Ping insisted on packing, saying that he was hungry in the middle of the night.

When he returned home, Uncle Zhao arranged four guest rooms, and in the end, he was old and fine, and he could see that Yang Ping and Ning were tired.

Zou Kai had too much information today, and he couldn't accept it a little, so he pulled Yang Ping down on the lawn outside to smoke and chat.

Yang Ping was very interested in Brother Zou's movements, and felt that he was born a businessman, very generous, and could do well no matter what he did. He lit a cigarette and threw the matchbox to Zou Kai, who was like a curious baby: "Brother Zou, why don't you do a good clothing business?" ”

Brother Zou caught the matchbox, checked it, and sighed: "The limitations are too great, these years every day is to order goods, delivery, only the Spring Festival can rest for a few days, alas, the money is not less to earn, it is really boring." For a different way of life, a few of my friends bought a castle and a winery in the greater Paris district, and life is very leisurely, so I went to see it. “

Yang Ping was lying on the lawn, this lawn was very good, thick like a layer of stalls, his hand pressed down, and as soon as he moved away, the grass immediately stood up. He put his head on his hands and took a cigarette with his back to the sky: "Castle? You're really rich, you can play. ”

"Hey! It's this classic word "play", Brother Zou scratched the firewood, looked at the yellow flame and nodded: "Life, each has its own way to play, but it really doesn't cost much to buy a castle, but it costs more to repair it in the later stage." A friend of mine spent 700,000 euros to buy a castle in the greater Paris district, with a few hectares of forest, and now the castle is open to the public and charges entrance fees. There is also an even more exaggerated, greedy for cheap, spent ten euros, well, don't stare, it is a hundred yuan, and I bought a castle, the place is big enough, but the castle is basically dilapidated, and it costs a lot of money to renovate it, which is more expensive than the castle that was bought for 700,000 euros. ”

Yang Ping took a cigarette and coughed! The cigarette ash fell off his face, and he hurriedly pulled the cigarette ash, Brother Zou took the cigarette butt with a smile, walked a few steps and threw it into the trash.

Yang Ping sat cross-legged on the grass, put the agarwood bracelet close to his nose, and calmed down: "Brother Zou, is the castle really so cheap?" Not as expensive as Tang Cheng Yipin's apartment? ”

Zou Kai returned the matchbox to Yang Ping: "The castle over there in Europe is really cheap, of course it's not a celebrity, a royal castle." The property over there is not a rigid demand, the land is vast and sparsely populated. How? Interested? ”

"Well, I'm going to Switzerland in September to see if there's a chance to build one," Yang Ping pondered, a few million yuan can buy a decent castle, a castle! That's all the legendary zài, when the time comes, hire a few paladins to take care of the house, isn't that the king's hurry? It just so happened that Gu Jing was going to study there and give birth, and buying a castle would also have a place to settle down. And doesn't Galeries Lafayette's tourmaline lotus also have a provenance? Maybe Director Jiang and they can still get this money out. Thinking of this, he smiled, "Brother Zou, when the time comes, let's go together?" ”

Zou Kai stretched: "I have to go over at the end of the month to see my friend's business plan, and I'll wait for you at that time." How big are you playing now? It sounds like millions don't care at all. ”

Yang Ping smiled and avoided the important and told Zou Kai about his experience in the past year. Hearing Zou Kai's eyebrows dancing and gritting his teeth, this product is too exciting. (To be continued......)