Shian, who is Shian?

Shi'an, apparently, is not the full name of the person, but the "alias" of this calligrapher.

"An" means small thatched huts, such as nunnery, and so on.

Therefore, the name may sound as if it were a monastic.

Leaving aside who the author is, let's talk about calligraphy itself.

The pen is indeed strong and powerful, and it can be seen that this person must have decades of calligraphy skills to write such works.

I'm not interested in the fake kiln brush, but I'm very interested in this couplet.

In the antique industry, it is culture, cultivation, and the identification of antique calligraphy and painting depends on knowledge and eyesight.

The so-called celebrity calligraphy and painting, must see whether it is the handwriting of celebrities, if this couplet is a Daqian monk or Baishi Mountain people, it must be priceless.

If it was really so direct, it is estimated that it would not fall into the hands of the mother and son.

The name "Shian" does sound like the name of a certain abbot in the temple, and if it was really written by a monk who was a monk, even if the calligraphy was good, most people would not buy it.

Because there is no fame, no fame, there is no collection value.

However, I know that this stone nunnery is not a monk who has attained the Tao, nor is it a nun who has become a monk.

Shi'an is actually an alias for a person, and this person's big name is Liu Yong.

Who is Liu Yong, it is estimated that many people don't know him, but when it comes to Liu Luoguo, no one doesn't know, right?

I guess no one hasn't watched the TV series "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo", right?

That's right, Liu Yong is Liu Luoguo, Liu Yong is the name, his alias is Shi'an, and Liu Luoguo is just a nickname.

If this couplet is true, then this character is the handwriting of Liu Yong, the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty.

My heart was beating faster, but I had to be calm and calm, and I could get this couplet in my hands at a cheap price, and that was the last word.

The village woman and her son were still staring at me, and if they looked closely enough, they would see that my jaw was trembling slightly, because he was clenching his back molars hard to calm himself down.

Feng Qingyang stood behind me and watched for a long time, and he couldn't see where the couplet was coming from, so he began to urge me to say: "It's boring, it's black and white, what's so good-looking, it's not as good as the talisman I drew, Brother Xiaoma, let's go!" ”

I said nothing, and when I had finished reading the couplet, I let go of my hands slightly, and the couplet rolled up on its own, still lying on the empty bed.

The village woman still stared at me closely, and said: "This couplet, 100% old, there is a big temple in our hometown, it is said that this painting is written by a monk himself, I heard that the monk also served as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and it is very famous in our ......."

Hearing this village woman say this, I was happy in my heart, obviously, this village woman didn't know the value of this couplet, and actually sent the prime minister Liu Luoguo to Shaolin Temple to be the abbot.

So, being uneducated, sometimes it's really scary!

I wanted to come up with a roundabout strategy, so I didn't ask the couplet directly, but I picked up the brother kiln pen wash, knocked it with my fingernails, and asked: "This pen wash, you can make a price!" ”

Feng Qingyang hurriedly coughed behind me, which means that this wash is a fake and not worth buying.

I didn't seem to hear Feng Qingyang's cough, and asked the mother and son again, "Talk?" ”

Mother and son glanced at each other, and then the village woman stretched out a palm and said, "Twenty thousand." ”

After saying that, he stared at me with two straight eyes, mainly at my mouth.

Feng Qingyang pulled me outside, and said in his mouth: "Brother Xiaoma, are you dizzy, go quickly!" ”

The village woman was anxious, so she hurriedly grabbed me and said, "Do business, I will make a bid, and you will make a counteroffer, is it justified?" ”

I shook my head and smiled bitterly and said, "I think you just don't sell things sincerely......"

The village woman said, "Is that the real Song Ge kiln?" ”

I said: "Don't treat me as a mallet, since you all know that it is a brother kiln, a real brother kiln, up to now, there are no more than 100 pieces on the market, if you are a real brother kiln, you should offer 500,000 yuan to ......"

Seeing that the words had been clarified, Feng Qingyang said to me: "Let's go, even I, a layman, can see that thing is fake, and you still ask for the price......

I walked half a step to the door, turned back to the side, and said to the mother and son slowly: "Actually, I just like that wash, it looks like it's okay, and it's used to make a wash when I go back, if you don't want to sell it, forget it......"

“5000？” The village woman said immediately.

"You admit that it's an imitation, and you still offer 5,000, and if you put this thing in a stationery store, you can sell it for dozens of yuan, do you think you can sell it for 5,000 by smearing some soil on it?"

"3000," the village woman shook her head and said, "It can't be cheaper, although it is said to be an imitation, but the imitation can also be real!" ”

"3000 is fine," I lowered my head and thought for a moment, "but you have to give me that couplet, I don't care which monk wrote it, but I like those two sentences better, a total of 3000, if it doesn't work, forget it!" ”

"Oh, 3000 isn't worth it!" Feng Qingyang said anxiously.

"Okay, just pack it, no, our fate can only end here......" I said lightly.

The village woman's eyes rolled, and she beat her chest and said, "Okay, okay, I'll sell it to you!" ”

I watched as the mother and son packed the pen wash and couplet, then took out their wallets and gave them the 100-dollar bills one by one.

To tell the truth, the purchase price of this wash is definitely not more than 100 yuan, so the other party of this transaction is still very profitable, as for the couplet, maybe it is collected from scrap, always, the seller will definitely not suffer.

The village woman took the money, spat it on her fingertips, and counted it again.

I asked, "That's clear, right?" ”

The village woman said, "That's right. ”

I picked up two things and immediately left the guest house.

Feng Qingyang saw that I was happy, so he asked me puzzled: "I said Brother Xiaoma, that wash is fake at first glance, did you fall in love with that rural woman, dizzy, you actually bought it, I gave you a look, you didn't see it at all!" ”

I smiled schemingly and said, "Little Flying Bear, let's go back and talk about it, it seems that you are right again, buddy may really be able to make a small fortune this time......

At this time, I didn't tell Feng Qingyang that the couplet might be Prime Minister Liu Luoguo, on the one hand, because I can't be 100% sure of the authenticity, and on the other hand, I picked up a big leak this time, and I don't want to be too ostentatious.

I called Lao Cui, and the three of us met at the subway entrance, ready to go back to Jinhai together.

Because I came to the capital this time to collect some things, especially Lao Cui also received an ancient remnant sword, which is a metal artifact.

We were worried that we would be checked when we got on the train, so we didn't take the train on the way back, but took the bus.

On the bus, it was boring to sit in, so I listened to a few passengers chatting in the seat next to me.

A passenger held a newspaper and said to the passenger opposite: "There is a news in this newspaper, saying that a bus was dug up on the construction site recently, and the car is still in the old style when you look at the photo, you say, how can a bus be buried in the soil?!" ”