Wen Yiming nodded, and sighed secretly, what is a local tyrant?

Full of Huanghuali furniture at least 100 million!

A few pieces of calligraphy weigh 200 million!

More than a dozen famous inkstones, the white porcelain pen wash of the Ding kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the celadon pen mountain of the Longquan kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty are another 100 million!

Coupled with the scattered masterpieces of famous artists, the study is boutique, and a study room is 500 million!

Ling Tiancheng sighed: "This is not counting the red wine in the underground cellar, no one knows how many! Just the three bottles we drank today, each bottle is the best vintage of the top winery, and the market price is at least 100,000 yuan." If Lao Hu hadn't invested in the winery, you wouldn't have been able to buy it with money, and you wouldn't want it!"

Wen Yiming looked at Ling Tiancheng holding a whole box of red wine, his excited expression, very helpless.

Before leaving, Hu Jianmin took out the whole box of Lafite Manor red wine, and had to let Wen Yiming take it back to taste, originally he didn't want it, after all, he had a short hand with others, but Ling Tiancheng took it directly, for fear that the other party would regret it, so he pulled himself into the car and ran.

"Uncle Ling, your appearance is too ugly, isn't it?"

Ling Tiancheng's old face turned red, and he said righteously: "What do you know? This is called fighting local tyrants!"

"These good wines are also beloved to Hu Jianmin, give a bottle of baby with one bottle less. If it weren't for the fact that the meditation incense was so amazing that it shook him a lot, do you think he would be willing to give it to us?"

"This is called a letter of nomination, which is a deposit for Jing Xinxiang, in order to make you feel embarrassed and buy people's hearts!"

Ling Tiancheng patted Wen Yiming on the shoulder, and pretended to be deep and said: "You, you are too young! Study hard in the future, wine is not a good thing, so let's do it, you take two bottles, and the rest of the uncle will keep it for you!"

Wen Yiming looked at Ling Tiancheng's shameless expression, he was also drunk! He is worthy of being the owner of an auction house, he can say that he is alive if he is dead, and he should be filial to his elders.

He suddenly remembered something and asked, "How to deal with Zheng Banqiao's calligraphy?

Ling Tiancheng waved his hand, took out his handscroll, and chuckled: "It can be regarded as an unintentional insertion of willows and willows, your words can be regarded as forcing Fei Fat Man to the cliff!"

In the past few years, he has been very close to Qian Wenbo, and the goods in his hands are all realized through Wenbo auctions, and there are a lot of cats. We are friends and foes with him, and today we happened to meet this opportunity, hmph, if it is really an imitation, it will definitely be enough for that fat man to drink a pot!"

The more Ling Tiancheng spoke, the happier he became, Wen Yiming was really a great fortune general of the Ling family, today he not only succeeded in winning over Hu Jianmin, a big collector, but also got the best handle to strike at the enemy, killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone!

"I'll go back to the expert to identify it as soon as possible, how sure are you?"

Wen Yiming thought for a while and reminded: "The main thing is that there are flaws in the ink, isn't there a high technology now, and it can identify the specific year?"

"Well, this is also the way!" Ling Tiancheng nodded in agreement: "Antique appraisal can't let go of any flaws, even if it's ninety-nine percent true and one percent false, it's a fatal injury!"

"I'll go back to the appraisal immediately, and I'll do it at the same time, but Fei Fatzi will never dare to deceive Hu Jianmin with fakes, and he may even be blinded by him, and he thought it was a genuine work, so he rushed to Hu Jianmin to ask for credit. ”

"Lao Hu is a person who suffers losses, he loves face the most, if he is really a high imitation, he will definitely release the news, and then I will see how Fei Fat Man will gain a foothold in the circle?"

"Hahaha......"

Wen Yiming shook his head, sighed and mixed up, he always had to pay it back!

However, there is also good news, I have become friends with Hu Jianmin, and I will have a long-term relationship in the future and open up a big connection. And the other party wants to calm the heart and incense, and activate the relationship to collect spices, which can also solve the urgent need.

Ling Tiancheng saw Wen Yiming's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Jingxin incense is a treasure, I am also looking for a hundred years of red sandalwood old materials through relationships, once there is one, it will be delivered to you immediately, the more good things of this kind, the better, no loss of how many are there!"

The driver drove Wen Yiming home, and then Ling Tiancheng left, Wen Yiming returned home, took a bath, and the red wine was very energetic, and now he was a little dizzy, and he fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, when he was about to go out, he received a call from Ling Tiancheng, saying that the driver was waiting at the door and asked him to go to Tiancheng Auction first, there was something big.

Coming to a building in the downtown business district, Tiancheng auctioned two floors, and was pulled directly into the office by Ling Tiancheng as soon as he got out of the elevator, and several people were talking about the calligraphy handscroll.

"Come, let me introduce you, this is Yiming!"

Then he pulled Wen Yiming, pointed to a few old men, and introduced: "Ding Lao, Hu Lao, that is Zhang Lao, Tiancheng's appraisal experts, they are all their own people!"

Before Wen Yiming could say hello, Ding Lao, who was in his early sixties, walked over a few steps, grabbed him and came to the table, and asked straight to the point: "Wen Xiaoyou, don't be polite, you said there is a problem with this Zheng Banqiao seal?"

"This ......"

Wen Yiming looked at a few faces full of anticipation, a little embarrassed, the other party is an appraisal senior, he is definitely not an ordinary person in the Ling family, he is a fledgling, and he has some words......

"Say it as soon as possible!"

Ling Tiancheng nodded and encouraged: "The three of them are all friends of the old man, the antiques are broad and profound, and the profession is no matter the age of the generation, whoever has a reason will listen to whom!"

"In that case, then I'll talk about it!"

Wen Yiming nodded and said: "I don't understand the penmanship, but the ink clay is one of the incense categories, and it is a bit of experience." Everyone should know that the Eight Treasures Seal Clay has a history of more than 300 years. During the Kangxi period, Zhangzhou Lihua Zhai Wei Chang'an selected eight kinds of precious raw materials, such as musk, pearl, monkey date, agate, coral, gold leaf, plum slices, amber, etc., which were ground into powder, and then aged oil, magenta, and mugwort were added, and special processes such as careful ingredients and scientific processing were adopted. ”

He pointed to the dark red ink clay and said: "The Eight Treasures are treasures loved by Chinese and foreign calligraphers and painters. It enjoys the praise of "printing paper is peach blossoms want to smile, and the bell and ink rhyme add brilliance". There are six grades, including special tribute, first-class tribute, tribute, superb, treasure, and top-grade. ”

"Its color is vermilion, bright and dazzling, delicate and thick, the smell is fragrant, the cold in winter does not condense, the summer heat does not leak, the heat is not dry, the rain is not mildew, the imprint is clear, and the color will never fade. ”

"It stands to reason that Zheng Banqiao was born as an official, and as a famous artist, he pursues perfection, and this is a rare calligraphy scroll, even if he doesn't use the high-grade eight-treasure ink, the medium-grade inky mud should not be a problem, right?"

"But you can see that the color of this ink clay is dull, the edge of the seal is slightly blurred, the most important thing is the smell, more than spicy, insufficient aroma, definitely not the quality of a good ink clay!"

"Could it be that Zheng Banqiao fell back then?" Zhang Lao hesitated a little and asked: "I think this handscroll is definitely from the hands of a famous artist, whether it is penmanship or charm, will it?"

"No!"

Ding Laoyi waved his hand and retorted: "Yiming is right, Zheng Banqiao has been in trouble and has lived a difficult life for a while, but as a literati, especially a literati with a strong pursuit like him, he can do anything, and his works will definitely not be sloppy!"

"What's more, you look at the year of the payment, it should be the year when he was an official in Jiangnan, the standard of living will not be too bad, and the ink clay is not too valuable, according to my experience, but all the famous artists, the fine works of heart, are all made with the best eight treasures of the ink, without exception!"

Ding Lao should be proficient in calligraphy and painting appraisal, and several people nodded in agreement, and the old man looked at Wen Yiming and asked, "Little friend, please continue!"