"The clan order is a big year, and the fifth grandson of Yizu is also. Lingyu grows in the palace, in the noble Qi room, and can play the heart of the history, teasing Han Mo, especially proud of the wonder of Danqing, like the collection of Jin and Song Dynasty since the famous paintings of the law, every glance, the wonderful, although the art is down, not more than the game dog and horse? As for the fun of painting Pihu Lake and forests, smoke clouds and geese, it is far away and leisurely, and it also has its own pride, and elegance is precious to the generations. ”

- "Xuanhe Painting"

"It's a good thing for young people to be knowledgeable, but it really shouldn't be called by the name of Rong Guogong."

The person at the head raised his eyes and looked at Chu Feng, bowed his head slightly, and was very satisfied with Chu Feng's demeanor.

Chu Feng was slightly shocked when he heard this, and then he remembered the Northern Song Dynasty painter Zhao Lingsui, although he was not a real top master from later generations, but his identity in the Northern Song Dynasty was very unusual. It is said that Zhao Lingsui is the fifth grandson of Zhao Kuangyin, although his official position is not high, he is a real relative of the emperor. Listening to the meaning of the person opposite, this Zhao Lingsui should be Rong Guogong?

However, no matter what Zhao Lingsui's identity is, the fan wet by the rain is his painting! Such a cherished thing, the middle-aged man next to him actually used it to block the rain! Isn't this a tyrannical thing?

Moreover, what is the matter with Eleven Lang? Xiao Shiyilang?

Chu Feng was thinking about the fan in his heart, and only then did he inadvertently glance at it, and it was obvious that he had seen the damp ink, if it was not handled properly, I am afraid that a fan that had been passed down through the ages would also be ruined. A little anxious in his heart, Chu Feng frowned and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, that fan has already been drenched in rain, if you don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid it will ......."

"Oh?" The man at the head couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. Said to the person next to him, "This boy is also interesting." I didn't care when I saw a few of us being poured like this by the rain. I saw that the fan was wet, but I was so anxious. Wang Lang, you say, is this man somewhat similar to the child of Himon? ”

The person next to him also looked Chu Feng up and down. said with a smile: "The demeanor is very good, and there is a lot of it." It's just that Ximeng is a genius who will not be born for thousands of years, and that kind of talent is afraid that there is no one before or after. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that God was jealous of the talent and died young." The leader sighed.

Chu Feng listened in a fog on the side, and he didn't know what they were talking about. Just mentioning "Ximeng", Chu Feng couldn't help but think of the genius Wang Ximeng who drew "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains". It's just too inappropriate to compare that kind of genius with yourself. This thought only flashed in his mind, and then he was pressed by Chu Feng. What he is most anxious about now is still that fan matter.

I just suddenly realized that I was still holding a few towels in my hand, and I couldn't help but find that I was too rude, so I hurriedly stepped forward and handed the towel.

The man at the head took it with a smile and asked him lightly: "That fan is indeed wet, will you deal with it?" ”

Chu Feng was anxious, glanced at the fan, and nodded hurriedly: "I know a little bit about it." ”

"If it's worse. How are you staying? ”

Chu Feng frowned when he heard this: "If you continue to leave it alone, I'm afraid it will be directly washed into a white fan after a while, what is worse?" ”

The man smiled and said to the person beside him, "Wang Lang." Give him the fan. Let's see what he does. ”

"Okay." The person next to him responded with a smile, and turned sideways to make a gap, which was taken by the servant behind Chu Feng.

Where can Chu Feng wait. At this time, he hurriedly rushed over and took the fan flat from the servant's hand. Not daring to tilt the slightest, he walked cautiously but quickly to the table. Lay it flat.

Holding Zhao Lingsui's fan with both hands, Chu Feng's heart couldn't help but beat sharply. Seeing the ink spots that had been precipitated by the rain, Chu Feng was even more distressed, only to feel as if a piece of the flesh in his heart had been dug out, almost suffocating. Fortunately, I confirmed it up close, and this fan is really silk, which is much easier to save than paper.

Where dare to delay, Chu Feng didn't say much nonsense, put down the fan, turned around and went straight to the warehouse, took the box with lime, and hurriedly turned back.

Some people think that after the painting is damp and has water traces, it is necessary to use other absorbent paper to adsorb it, but in fact, this is a big taboo. Most people have experienced that if you use a tissue to absorb the water immediately, a large part of the water will be absorbed, but the remaining part will spread on the original paper, creating a larger damp area.

If it happens to drip on the ink, whether it is a gel pen or a fountain pen, the moisture will stretch the entire wet area horizontally like a magnifying glass, causing irreversible damage.

Relatively speaking, the calligraphy and painting on silk are better, after all, the water absorption capacity of silk is not as strong as that of paper products, but once it is contaminated with water for a long time, it will naturally produce a similar effect. And this is exactly what Chu Feng is worried about.

After he determined that this "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green Map" was indeed a silk copy, he immediately determined the treatment plan, that is, to absorb water with lime!

Lime calligraphy and painting shops in this era are also common, wrapped in cloth bags and placed in all corners of the cabinet to prevent calligraphy and painting from getting damp, similar to the mothballs put into the wardrobe in later generations. Of course, the most commonly used place for lime is Gangnam, after all, that place is the area with abundant rain throughout the year, and in a Central Plains city like Tokyo Bianliang City, there are not many months when it is really needed, but the store usually has it on hand.

Chu Feng still knew this from the Lu Family Painting and Calligraphy Store in Hangzhou City.

Lime can absorb water, and its ability to absorb water is much better than that of ordinary paper products, and it is very fast. But lime is not completely without its disadvantages, the disadvantage is that it generates heat after absorbing water. If the calligraphy and painting you are working on are over a certain period of time, whether it is on paper or silk, the material itself will become fragile. At this time, if you use lime to treat it, it is very likely to burn a hole directly in the calligraphy and painting.

Again, this type of method is not very suitable for calligraphy and painting on paper. The ignition point of paper products is too low, and too intense water absorption and heat release will produce huge heat in a short time, and the damage to paper products may be more than good.

Silk, in a sense. The ignition point is almost twice that of paper products, unless it is a fragment that is too fragile. Otherwise, there is little need to think about it.

The "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green Map" in front of you, if you put it in a thousand years later. Chu Feng was killed, and he didn't dare to use lime to clean up the water trails for it. But now, the fan in front of me is only a few decades old at most, and it is not too fragile.

Spread the lime according to the humidity level and wait for the reaction to finish before shaking the lime off. In fact, this is the first time Chu Feng has done this. This is still something that I occasionally heard from teachers after a thousand years, whether it is good or not, and how effective it is, Chu Feng is not clear. It's just that the matter has come to this point, and he can only resign himself to fate.

Take a deep breath before exhaling. Chu Feng shook off the lime and raised a fan to look at the light, although there was no way to completely expel the water traces, but now it looked like it was eight or nine points better than before.

Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, handed the fan back, and said, "You can only deal with it like this first." We have a prepared chef who can take care of it, and if the customer needs it, you can leave this fan first. After we finish processing it in our store, we will deliver it to the house in a few days. ”

The leader took the fan, looked at it carefully before and after, and nodded, "Interesting." You just got lime? Is there such a way to deal with calligraphy and painting? ”

Don't people in this era know yet? Chu Feng was slightly stunned.

It was only at this time that Chu Feng's hanging heart could be regarded as steady, and he had the strength to take a closer look at the appearance of the people opposite.

I saw that the person at the head was born with a noble spirit. Although he was only wearing an ordinary straight-fitting light Biluo shirt, he had a dark silk brocade belt around his waist. It's just such a simple costume, but it gives birth to a bit of grace and luxury. Especially a pair of eyes that are not angry and self-imposing. It's almost intimidating.

And the person next to him, that is, the owner of this fan, is in his thirties, and is called "Wang Lang" by the person at the head, who must be surnamed Wang. This person's face is very handsome, his eyes are bright, his smile is welcome, he looks humble and kind, but he also has a majestic temperament between his gestures, and he seems to have a good identity.

The six people behind him seem to be guards and servants or something, and their demeanor is vigorous and shrewd, not ordinary people.

Chu Feng couldn't figure out their identities for a while, but he couldn't help but admire in his heart: in the end, it was the land of the capital master, and the characters were really different.

"Wang Lang, have you ever heard of such a method?" At this time, the leader asked again.

The "Wang Lang" smiled: "It's unheard of, but it seems to make some sense, seeing is believing." I didn't expect to take shelter from the rain at will today, and I could still get something, which is really stained with the light of Eleven Lang. ”

This sycophant is smooth, but what is rare is that when this "Wang Lang" says such a thing, there is no shame on his face, and he doesn't even have the taste of flattery, but he is light and light, as if the scholar is reciting "Zhihu is also".

The leader smiled slightly: "There are strange people in the countryside, it's not surprising." He turned to Chu Feng again and asked, "You are young, are you a servant here, or a guest?" ”

Chu Feng bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "The Meng Dong family takes care of it, and it is the courtier in this store below." ”

The person at the head raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "In the calligraphy and painting shop in Tokyo City, there are not many young acquaintances like you. However, if you can recognize the "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green" at a glance, and have such a way of dealing with damp paintings, it means that you deserve this title. Do you know how to draw yourself? ”

"I know a little bit about it."

The person at the head bowed his head, and a few smiles oozed from his eyes, obviously very satisfied with Chu Feng's response. He looked around at the slightly deserted calligraphy and painting shops around him, and said: "After the autumn comes, the painting academy will open a department, and then naturally there will be a group of characters who will be blockbusters, and the business of your calligraphy and painting shop will also improve, right?" ”

Chu Feng chuckled and said, "It's not a secret, I've only been here for a few days, and I really don't know much about what will happen after autumn." ”

"What Eleven Lang said is good, at this time, the business in the various calligraphy and painting shops is not good, and it is not until autumn that it can be regarded as turning into the right path. The scientific examination of the academy is held once every four years, and of course it is a good opportunity for them to make a lot of money in the painting and calligraphy industry. "Wang Lang" next to him interjected with a smile.

The leader nodded.

"Master, the rain has stopped."

The guards at the door shouted loudly.

"Let's go! Xiao Chaofeng, you and I are destined to see you again. The leader smiled and turned to leave.

Chu Feng bowed and saw him off. After they took a few steps, Chu Feng found that the fan had fallen on the table, so he hurriedly picked it up and took a few steps: "A few Lang Jun, this "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green Map" ......"

"You can keep it!" The leader spoke lightly and did not look back.

Chu Feng was stunned with a fan.

The treasures of later generations, the things that were placed in the National Palace Museum in Taipei, were simply given to themselves like this?

Chu Feng was a little dazed, looked down at the fan in his hand, blinked, blinked again, and couldn't believe it at all. Stretching out his finger and gently touching the fan, the silky touch of the silk cloth came clearly from the fingertips.

Not a dream......

Chu Feng raised his head, looked at the backs of the group of people who were gradually moving away, looked at the sunlight that broke through the dark clouds and gradually scattered, and heard his own heartbeat.

An old courtier yawned, took a lazy step out of the door, saw Chu Feng who was in a daze at the door, and asked with a smile, "Chu Chaofeng, what's wrong?" Started to stay for no reason? ”

This old dynasty is surnamed Yan, strictly carved stone, people are like their names, as long as it is a calligraphy and painting through his hands, there will never be a trace of mistakes in the price. Because of his deep qualifications and experience, this Yan Chaofeng was accused of becoming Chu Feng's master and taught him all kinds of things in the calligraphy and painting industry.

"Master Yan, that ......" Chu Feng scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Zhao Lingsui's "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green Map"...... That's right, that's the fan, how much is it worth? ”

"Zhao Lingsui? Rongguo Gong Zhao Lingsui? Yan Chaofeng raised his eyebrows, "What, someone came to sell his fan noodles?" ”

"Well, it's not for sale."

Yan Chaofeng pondered for a while, and thought: "A few days ago, the calligraphy and painting shop in the east of the city sold a fan of Rong Guogong, and someone bought it for eighty-seven guan. This should be a fair price. ”

"Uh......" Chu Feng blinked his eyes and asked, "That, Master Yan, how much is our monthly salary?" ”

"The amount of money that you and I have for a pilgrimage is generally between twenty and thirty dollars...... What's going on? Yan Chaofeng's face was full of puzzlement.

"It's nothing," Chu Feng scratched his head and handed the fan in his hand to Yan Chaofeng, "Someone gave me this fan......"

Yan Chaofeng took it curiously, and then was stunned......

And in the group of people who are far away, there is such a conversation happening.

"Official, you have to compensate me for a fan."

"Why?"

"Although the "Orange, Yellow, Orange and Green Map" was originally a thing of the art academy, you personally rewarded it to the lower officials. Now you take the fan of the lower official and give it away, do you say you need to pay for it? ”

"Haha! Is this a bargain with me? ”

"How dare you! Isn't it to ask you to make a family heirloom with such a change of law? Even if the official family is pitiful and pitiful, now the minister has no decent ink treasure in his hand except for the chapter you have approved! ”

"It's just a small thing, I wrote it down. When I have leisure and elegance that day, I will definitely write a good life for you. ”

"Thank you, official!" (To be continued.) )