Arithmetic is just a hobby, and printing is the main business.

After several attempts to keep up with Cheng Nuo's pace, Wang Fu'an couldn't help but sigh: "There is a meaning of arithmetic that is unchanging, and after its truth is established, it is the truth at any time. There are very few people in this world who can explore and touch the truth, and Professor Cheng is one of them.

For most people, learning math is a chore, and adding a class field theory can be even more difficult.

Someone once joked that there is a tree in the university, the name is Gao Shu, and there are many people hanging on the tree. There is a grave at the bottom of the tree, called Calculus, in which many people are buried.

In such a context, Wang Fu'an can learn advanced mathematics modules by himself and master them proficiently, which is already very good.

In the process of telling, Cheng Nuo also broke up the problem as much as possible, so as not to dampen this rare enthusiasm for arithmetic.

However, after introducing his intentions and detailing the situation of the Academy of Sciences and the National Magazine, Wang Fu'an hesitated after a short thought.

"Professor Cheng, I didn't expect you to do so much in addition to arithmetic, and it is an honor for me to personally visit me today and invite me to make a seal, and I should have agreed, but I thought about it for a while, and it was better to resign."

Cheng Nuo was puzzled: "The host and guest were happy just now, why did Mr. refuse, if it is money, it is not necessary, it is absolutely rich."

"I'm afraid Professor Cheng has misunderstood, if I really want to make a print, I will definitely not take a penny." Wang Fu'an shook his head and said: "It's just that my current Taoism is quite shallow, and for many years in surveying and mapping and engineering, there is no improvement in the production of seals, and I am still in the stage of turning to many teachers, and I regard most of the seals, seals and knives on the seals and knives as follows the ancient seals of the Qin and Han dynasties and the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is difficult to be able to do this great task."

Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Cheng Nuo smiled after regretting: "It's okay, it's not in vain to be able to make a like-minded friend to Mr. today, let's not talk about it in advance, wait for Mr. to think that the time has come."

Being able to take the initiative to expose his shortcomings in front of outsiders is enough to prove Wang Fu'an's personality. As he said, the current printing technology is indeed not mature, and in the future, Wang Fu'an should be hired by the Qing Dynasty Aftermath Committee (the predecessor of the Palace Museum) to serve as an appraisal committee member of the Antiquities Exhibition Institute of the Society, and participate in the expansion of the printing spectrum of "Golden Shallot Treasures". There he witnessed the treasures of the ancient seals of the past dynasties in Ouchi, which not only opened his eyes, but also made him carve the Great Seal for the National Government, and the art of calligraphy and printing gradually matured.

Later, the national government moved the capital to Nanjing, Wang Fu'an went south with the printing and casting bureau, because he was not used to the corruption of officialdom, he learned Tao Yuanming to hang the seal and resigned, and since then he has made a living by himself, and has been practicing hard for many years until he is completed.

"However, there is currently one person who can meet Professor Cheng's requirements, and this person is living in Shanghai." Wang Fu'an did not block the road, thought for a while and said solemnly.

"Who is this man?"

"It is the old man Wu Changshuo Wu who integrates 'poetry, calligraphy, painting, and sealing, and melts gold and stone calligraphy and painting."

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In an alley very close to the Shanghai Railway Station, there is an old house with three up and three down, and the old man Wu Changshuo is watering flowers in the yard.

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As the first president of the Xilang Printing Society, he is 74 years old and is already a leading figure in the art world of this era, Mei Lanfang and Qi Baishi are his students, and even Zhang Daqian often comes to ask for advice, but now he is full of sorrow, looking at the flowers in the yard and being stunned.

It is not sad to be sad and sad, but to see things and think about people, when he was young, he married Zhang Gongren as his wife, but unfortunately died in the chaos, remarried and married Mrs. Shi, and went before him at the beginning of the year, which is really unacceptable. After this incident, he also fell seriously ill, and now he has just recovered, and he is relying on planting flowers and grass to chat for comfort.

The door was open, and he was still carrying his back when he heard someone come in.

"Twenty taels of plaques, eight taels of plaques, three feet three taels, four feet four taels, five feet five taels, six feet eight taels, four feet eight taels, four feet eight taels, five feet twelve taels, six feet sixteen taels, one example of calligraphy and painting, the banner is halved depending on the whole sheet, four taels of piano strips, one example of calligraphy and painting, two taels of folding fans on albums, one is a degree, and the width is incremental."

Quote the price to be a skillful, and it is likely to be often put on the lips.

Wang Fu'an on the side was not surprised, obviously he knew that the atmosphere of painting in Shanghai was particularly prosperous, and Wu Changshuo, a generation of grandmasters, as the leader of the modern domestic calligraphy and painting gold and stone circles, naturally wanted to see the mountains at that time.

However, this is not the end, it will be doubled several times in a few years, and a plaque will cost at least twenty-eight oceans.

"Mr. Tsuen Weng, it's me Wang Fu'an, how is your old health?" Wang Fu'an took the initiative to talk to the old man and help support the old man.

Wu Changshuo turned around slowly: "It turned out to be Fu'an, how can you kid have time to sit with me today, if you want me to say, you still have to spend more energy on making seals, the knowledge in it is deep, and you have to continue this little Taoism."

Facing this old man who was chattering and persuading him, Wang Fu'an nodded again and again: "You are always right, you must learn more from you in the future, I have not yet digested what I taught before, but today I have more important things to ask you to come out of the mountain."

"I learned painting too late, my roots are not deep, and my talent is not high, I just want to see more and paint more......" Just wanted to continue teaching, Wu Changshuo suddenly relieved himself: "Just now you said that today is not to invite teaching art, but to have more important things?"

Pulling Cheng Nuo over, Wang Fu'an said the purpose of the trip, and focused on the significance of this matter.

"Mr. Tsuen Weng, you know that the popular supplement of the "National" magazine is a pictorial that advertised not drinking raw water and washing hands before and after meals, and you were particularly impressed at that time."

"Oh, I remember." Wu Changshuo looked Cheng Nuo up and down, and his face was full of approval: "The magazine is very good, and it is a good thing to teach medical knowledge to civilians in the form of stick figures, but your editing skills in engraving are not enough, when you have time to send him here, I will teach you some small skills."

Cheng Nuo is embarrassed, where are there any professional painting editors, everyone takes turns to line up, and the best effect is Mr. Lu Xun.

However, the old gentleman had a good intention, of course, he couldn't refuse, and he just recruited another editor in private, and nodded: "On behalf of all the editorial staff of "The National", thank you, Mr. Weng."

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Wu Changshuo nodded with satisfaction, and the following things were promised relatively smoothly.

In addition to looking at the young man Zhongchengnuo, he also wants to do his part for the country when he is old. In the early years, Wu Changshuo was promoted by his fellow villagers and got the real shortage of the magistrate of Andong County, Jiangsu Province, but unfortunately the county officials did not obey the order, and the bosses all wanted to make money.

Suddenly, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and when I opened the door, I saw a young Japanese man in a kimono, standing respectfully at the door.

"Mr. Wu, please take me as an apprentice, I have admired you and your works for a long time in Japan, and I came here today to worship you and continue my studies in book printing."

He bowed his head and handed over a stack of papers, and then said, "This is my copy of the work, please take a look."

Seeing this, Wu Changshuo did not rush to answer, but slowly walked in front of the Japanese and flipped up his work.

After seeing that it was almost there, he sighed and said slowly, "Where you came from, you can go back."

The Japanese were anxious, and immediately walked up to him and handed over the work again: "Mr. Wu, is my work not meeting your requirements, please be sure to point it out, I will definitely correct it, and one day it will meet the standard of your apprenticeship."

Wu Changshuo closed his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "The works have surpassed many people, and they have found your way, and in time, they will definitely occupy a place in your country's calligraphy circle."

The Japanese were puzzled: "You say that I have so much potential, but why can't you take me as an apprentice like Kawai Senro?"

Kawai Senro was a Japanese apprentice accepted by Wu Changshuo in his early years, and the only Japanese apprentice, and later became the master of the Japanese seal world, which has an important position in the history of Japanese seal carving.

Although Wu Changshuo himself has never been to Japan, his works are well received

The Japanese are highly enthusiastic, and have repeatedly held exhibitions and published collections for this purpose, and the simple and strong seal carving style contained in the blunt knife seal method is just in line with the artistic aesthetic taste of modern Japanese literati, and it is precisely because of this that Wu Changshuo's seal carving art has almost no one to replace the influence and penetration of the Japanese calligraphy and painting circles at that time, and even established a bronze bust monument for it in the island country of Kyushu.

But even so, after Wu Changshuo accepted a Japanese apprentice in his early years, he never opened the door in the face of an endless stream of Japanese who came to visit.

People like to instruct students in their later years, but obviously not including the Japanese in front of him, Wu Changshuo just shook his head:

"Let's go, there are no borders in the way of calligraphy, but there are borders in my heart, young man, you still have a long way to go, let's go."

"Then can I ask you to make a painting and calligraphy yourself?" The Japanese were not reconciled.

Wu Changshuo did not reply, and slowly turned around with Cheng Nuo's support and walked towards the door.

"Is it okay to have a thousand yuan, Mr. Wu, just one seal!"

"Five thousand yuan, no, ten thousand yuan, if it's not enough, you can add more!"

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He was answered only by a dull closing of the door.

When they arrived in the courtyard, several people sat down again, Wu Changshuo obviously didn't take what happened just now, waved his hand to stop Wang Fu'an's concern, and looked at Cheng Nuo:

"Professor Cheng, can you tell me about your printing requirements?"

Cheng Nuo replied with emotion about the old man's high spirits: "The seal of the Academy of Sciences can be arranged at will, but the "National" magazine has some requirements?"

Wang Fu'an was curious: "What is the requirement, are different types of periodicals using different seals?"

Cheng Nuo explained with a smile: "There are only font requirements, not so complicated, and the best is in Song style, which is in line with the purpose of running a journal to popularize science, so that every reader can understand the meaning."

Wu and Zhang were stunned for a moment, and then they understood what was going on, and nodded in approval.

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