Chapter 279: Calligraphy and Painting

When Feng Hua arrived at the Wu family's old house, he consciously asked Wu Jiu to lead the way, led her and the axe to walk around the village, and made an appointment to come back at dinner time.

Old man Wu wants to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find calligraphy and paintings, so he has to lift them to the ground to look at them, and light an oil lamp in the basement to read the paintings? It's a rhythm that has had enough.

In fact, Feng Hua really wanted to ask Old Man Wu what he thought, he led her into the basement the day before yesterday, and this time he took her to the old mansion to get calligraphy and paintings. Where are the old houses on the ground that are empty, where are the paintings and calligraphy? In the basement, of course!

Is it appropriate to keep things secret from the daughter-in-law and daughter of the Wu family and the younger generation to be exposed to her like this? If it weren't for the fact that he didn't feel malice in the Wu family, Feng Hua would have thought that Old Man Wu planned to cross the river and demolish the bridge, killing people and killing people.

In fact, Old Man Wu had seriously considered this question, and he admitted that he was impulsive when he took Feng Hua into the basement to see the furniture that day. At that time, his mind was still in the excitement of the Thanksgiving Conference, and he did not wake up. But in hindsight, I felt that it was nothing.

Of the eighteen basements of the Wu family, only two outside the courtyard and one outside the village are the real treasure rooms of the Wu family. Even the three outside are not impossible to abandon. The first article of the Wu family's family motto: people are the most important.

So, he's going to take it as a gamble! Betting on his lifelong vision, he didn't look at the wrong person, this Fang Hua is a righteous person, and he will not do anything to make money and kill people. Even if he guessed that the Wu family had a treasure, he would choose to trade it instead of stealing it.

If he wins, he will make a great friend. Lost the bet...... I hope he can bear it!

However, seeing Feng Hua's conscious evasion and uncurious attitude just now, Old Man Wu made up his mind that he seemed to have really won. Especially Feng Hua's meaningful and helpless eyes when he left, he understood that this young man had guessed that there was a treasure in their family, and he expressed his incomprehension and helplessness with his attitude of not concealing it~

When Feng Hua left the courtyard, Old Man Wu laughed three times and happily led his son and grandson to open a basement. It was full of boxes, most of which were paintings and calligraphy, and only a few boxes contained other messy collections.

If an outsider opens this basement through other means, and it turns out that there is only one kind of collection inside, then people will definitely think that their collection is divided into categories, otherwise how can there be a reason not to put gold, silver and jewelry in the treasure room?

This is contrary to the original intention of the Wu family to design the basement, so although the basement of the Wu family is indeed divided into categories, there are some other things mixed in each basement. Even the basement where Feng Hua saw the mahogany furniture that day had several large boxes standing in the corner.

Wu Ziqiang knew about it, but Wu Zhan, who only knew that the basement was stored in different categories, didn't know. So when he couldn't push a box, he couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, do we even accept bamboo slips in our family?" "Otherwise, how could it be so heavy!

Old man Wu said: "I don't know, this basement is still when I was as old as you, my grandfather brought me in once, and the calligraphy and paintings here should be stored for the longest time, at least forty years, maybe hundreds of years." ”

Old man Wu looked at the box under his hand: "Look at the words on it, Wei, Xin Chou..." Old man Wu pinched his fingers and counted: "Hey, this is what my grandfather put down in 1901." "There are marks on each box, Xin Chou is the year and month, and Wei represents the grandfather of Old Man Wu, Wu Wei.

"Dad! Why didn't you say it earlier! Wu Ziqiang was anxious when he heard this: "Can hundreds of years of calligraphy and painting still work?" "It's already rotten!" Have you ever taken it out and dried it? ”

Old man Wu said with a little weakness: "I have sunned, more than 20 years ago, when you didn't know the basement, you had sunned once, partially." ”

"Dad!"

"What are you yelling about?" Old man Wu was unhappy: "At that time, the army was in chaos, who still had the time to dry books?" If I don't light a fire and cook, even if I am worthy of my ancestors! ”

What Old Man Wu said was a bit exaggerated, but at that time, it was three or four years, and it was a chaotic time, and he really didn't have the leisure to dry books. Every day, I only think about how to keep the family business and save the lives of the family.

He was able to take a chance to post some books, and he was really idle~

Wu Ziqiang didn't talk nonsense, greeted Wu Zhan, and the two of them carried the box to the ground. I carried it back and forth more than 20 times, until I couldn't lift my arms, and I only lifted half of it.

"Okay, just pick these and sell them, good things can't be sold out at once." Old man Wu said.

Wu Ziqiang...... I know that his dad is unreliable, and once is not enough, I plan to do it next time!

Wu Ziqiang didn't talk to him either, asked for the key in Old Man Wu's hand, and reached out to open the nearest box. Let's see if something is broken first! Rather than let the paintings rot in the box, he would rather sell them, at least they still exist.

This is a true lover of painting.

The Wu family's chest is also special, not an ordinary copper lock, but a kind of mechanism lock, all the boxes use the same key and the same mechanism. The key is a pair of child and mother keys, one in the hands of Old Man Wu and the other in the hands of Wu Ziqiang, and two keys must be inserted into the mechanism at the same time before the lock can be unlocked.

If you don't have a key, it's okay to open the box violently, a matter of an ax...... They're not that advanced, make a self-destruct system or something. The psychological comfort effect of this lock is greater~

The box opened, revealing a roll of reels wrapped in oilskin paper.

Wu Ziqiang took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, carefully opened the outer paper, revealed the painting scroll inside, and changed another pair of gloves before opening the scroll and looking at it. He didn't have time to appreciate the specific paintings, so he first saw if they were moldy and moth-eaten.

Luckily, no.

"Don't worry, the hundred-year-old camphor wood box is insect-proof, moth-proof, mildew and moisture-proof." Old man Wu said.

The camphor wood box does have this effect, because the camphor is extracted from the trunk of the camphor tree. But the camphor wood box is best like the Wu family, where things are stored and put aside, rather than making furniture and putting it in the bedroom.

Because camphor invigorates blood circulation and dispels blood stasis, it is not conducive to pregnant women. It can also cause insomnia, and burning can cause poisoning and death. Oral mothballs, with a high concentration, more than 15 grams, if the treatment is not timely, it is also fatal, which can be called a rat-like existence.

Wu Ziqiang breathed a sigh of relief, but he carefully touched the feel of the paper and felt that it was wrong, and some of his hair was dry and brittle.

Moisture-proof and over-proof, water loss!

The humidity for the preservation of calligraphy and painting was 55-65, and the basement could not meet such a stable requirement, and the drought in the past two years was very serious, and the decline in paper quality was an inevitable problem.

But fortunately, the problem is not serious, it can be said that it is basically not a problem, it is much better than he imagined, and he thought that there would only be an empty vertical shaft left.