According to the address given by Jin Long, with the fruit and the landscape painting, Wang Ding stood at the door of the Jucheng community and snapped his fingers, yes, this is it.

The old gentleman Wang Ding was looking for was surnamed Xu, named Feng Shui, and when he heard this name, a few wisps of literary breath blew over, so that Wang Ding had a very good impression before he saw the old gentleman.

Xu Fengshui's home is on the first floor of 3 buildings and 2 units, and the first row of houses in the community is it, so Wang Ding didn't walk a few steps to the door of the building.

At this time, there was an old man squatting on the horse at the door of the building, and the morning breeze was blowing, and the banana fan in the old man's hand was also hitting the ground.

As soon as Wang Ding bent down, he picked up the fan casually and handed it to the old man. "Hello, I would like to ask, is there an old gentleman named Xu Fengshui living on the first floor of this building?"

"That's right."

The old man did not hesitate and answered directly.

"Oh, thank you, that's this place, you can't go wrong." Wang Ding excitedly rushed up a few steps and stepped over the steps. Standing at the door, Wang Ding lifted his breath and moved the bag containing Yu Ji's landscape paintings to the front. Ding dong...

The doorbell was pressed, but no one responded for a few seconds, thinking that he might not have heard, Wang Ding continued to press, but the door was still closed and airtight, and after pressing it several times in a row and no one responded, Wang Ding was really a little frustrated.

"Ahem, the old man doesn't seem to be at home." Wang Ding shook his head, thinking that maybe the old man had gone out for morning exercises, and he would be able to come back later, so he simply sat on the steps at the door and waited.

Ten minutes passed like this, and Wang Ding didn't wait for the old man to come back, but the old man who had just squatted at the door to make a matza appeared in front of him.

"Make way for me."

The old man was in his seventies, but he was in good spirits and his back was straight. The wrinkles on his face can't hide that he was a handsome guy when he was young.

Wang Ding sat on the steps, the old man came over, and he was aggressive, so Wang Ding naturally wanted to let him.

"I'm sorry, old man, I'm waiting for someone, so I'm sitting here. How many floors do you live on? Wang Ding just asked casually, and then moved his ass away.

"I'll live here." The old man said solemnly.

"What?" Wang Ding almost choked on his spittle. "You live here?"

"yes." The old man said and took out the key to open the door, "This is my home, I don't live here." ”

"No, you live here? But the guy I'm looking for lives here too, no. Wang Ding wondered.

"What's wrong, isn't what you're looking for is Xu Fengshui, isn't it Xu Fengshui?"

The old man said again, Wang Ding is really going crazy at this moment. His eyes were the size of a bull's eye, and Wang Ding almost blurted out, "You mean, you are Xu Fengshui, but I just asked you if you live here..."

"I said yes, is there a problem with my answer?" Xu Fengshui choked Wang Ding.

Wang Ding recalled, "It seems that there is really no problem." But if you are Mr. Xu, I have rang the doorbell many times. ”

"Are you blaming me for not opening the door for you in time?"

"No, that's not it." Wang Ding felt that there was a kind of murderous aura in the old man's words, which made him dare not touch or resist.

"That's it. And I told you, young man, if you hadn't picked up the banana fan for me just now, I would have told you to wait another ten minutes. And, if you just rang the doorbell and no one opens the door, and you leave immediately, I won't stop you, and I'll tell you where you came from. ”

"Ahh Wang Ding felt even more chilled.

"Hmph, what are you surprised about! Don't think that Xiaolong introduced you, I will take care of you and tell you that everyone is the same. What are you doing now, come into the house with me. ”

Xu Fengshui blocked Wang Ding's helplessness in one sentence, for an elder, what else could Wang Ding do besides respect. Nodding,. Wang Ding said respectfully, "Okay, I'll go in." ”

Push open the door of Xu Fengshui's house, what catches your eye is a museum-like existence, in the old man's house Xu, the living room has the root carving carving that Wang Ding saw in Jinlong's house yesterday, at this time the wood carving of a small bridge and flowing water makes the house look full of spirituality.

There are also porcelain bottles that are used to seeing in Gu Xiangzhai, blue and white porcelain with one in each thing, the size is one meter high, half holding hands thick, and the atmosphere is beautiful.

The calligraphy and paintings of famous artists hanging on the wall immediately dazzled Wang Ding.

However, while Wang Ding felt the cultural atmosphere coming to his face, he also felt the coldness in this room. Or maybe it's because the cultural atmosphere is too strong, so Wang Ding has this feeling, and Wang Ding can't say it clearly.

"I heard Xiaolong say that you brought a painting for me to see, take it out."

"Yes." Wang Ding nodded, looking at the room, but he didn't find a place where he could put down the fruit in his hand.

It's not that there are no sofas and chairs, but that these sofas and chairs look like antiques from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and they can only be put here to admire, where can they be used.

"Where's this fruit?"

"Did I take the fruit? I live alone in this house, I have no children or daughters, and I can't eat so much fruit, so you might as well take it back. ”

Xu Fengshui's unkindness, cold and arrogant temperament, Wang Ding found the reason at the moment. It turned out that this old man had no wife and children, and he was used to being alone, so he didn't know how to deal with people at all.

"Mr. Xu. You may not be able to eat the fruit alone, but if you don't mind, I can come and eat it with you every day. I promise, it's definitely not bad for fruit in your house, you see, it's always okay, right? ”

Wang Ding said that he finally saw a coffee table that was not too antique, followed a few steps, and put the apple on the coffee table.

"Take it away!"

Xu Fengshui didn't like what Wang Ding said just now, and when he saw him put down the fruit, he said politely.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Wang Ding was speechless, he would simply put away the fruit.

"What about painting? Spread out your painting and place it on this coffee table. I'll take a look. ”

Xu Fengshui said that he was indifferent to others, but his eyes revealed that his expectations for Wang Ding's landscape paintings were very strong, Wang Ding immediately opened the bag, and then carefully took out the landscape paintings of Master Yu Ji.

When the scroll was opened, the smell of books spread, and then the pale yellow scroll spread out, revealing a slightly yellowed old landscape painting.

Shaking Wang Ding's eyes, an aura overflowed from the painting, but Wang Ding still didn't notice it.

Xu Fengshui slowly approached the coffee table, and then slowly approached the old painting, gently twisting the scroll with his fingers, but Mr. Xu's eyes were sharp.

"It's a good job. Like this kind of work from the Qing Dynasty, or landscape painting, it is rare to have this kind of presentation, is this painting some knowledge you didn't tell me? ”

Xu Fengshui is really extraordinary, his skills are too much more than those of Gu Xiangzhai. It seems that not only can you appreciate the cultural relics, but also see through the stories of the cultural relics. Wang Ding said with a smile, "Mr. Xu, indeed, this landscape painting was covered by an ordinary calligraphy painting before, and I uncovered the painting. ”

"Uncovered paintings?"

Xu Fengshui stroked the beard that was not much under his cheeks, and his mouth clicked. "That's right. Yu Ji's works have been handed down very rarely, especially the unique landscape paintings in his later years, which are even rarer. Almost everything that can be preserved will be robbed and circulated like crazy, and it can't be such a good presentation. This ink is still delicate and clear, and it is even more rare to have both form and spirit in painting. I'll take this painting, you can make a bid. ”

Xu Fengshui was very happy, and he didn't look at it for long to show his intention to accept it, and Wang Ding saw that Mr. Xu was so bold, and he didn't drag the mud and water.

"To be honest, I really don't know how much this landscape painting is worth, Brother Jin Long said it is worth 400,000, so I offer 400,000."

"Four hundred thousand? I'm afraid this is also the highest price for this landscape painting. Still, I accept it. Leave the painting here, I'll transfer money with you, let's go. ”

Xu Fengshui greeted Wang Ding, but Wang Ding was not in a hurry. In addition to wanting to sell this landscape painting, I also have other tasks when I came here today.

In Mr. Xu's house, the walls are full of ancient paintings, and Wang Ding saw two works by Tang Yin, one of Huang Tingjian's Lamei Sanyong.

With this opportunity to appreciate ancient paintings, Wang Ding naturally wanted to seize it. "Mr. Xu, don't be in a hurry to transfer money, I'm thinking if you can ask me to appreciate your ancient paintings, I like calligraphy and painting very much."

"Want to see my paintings? Hum! Do I know you well? Hurry up and transfer money with me, or I won't buy your painting even if I like it very much. ”

Xu Fengshui's eyes were white, and Wang Ding felt that he couldn't see calligraphy and painting today. "Okay, I'll go. But Mr. Xu, I believe we will get acquainted with each other. ”

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