Zheng Zhendong listened to Lan Yigui's smack, and his heart was even more itchy, and he couldn't help asking.

"This blue shopkeeper, don't be there by yourself to admire, please also tell me about the quality of this painting!"

At this time, Lan Yigui, who was watching the painting on the side, heard Zheng Zhendong ask, and understood in his heart that the young man in front of him did not understand this painting.

I wanted to pick up a leak, but I saw that Zheng Zhendong was wearing a military coat, and he gave up this idea by mistake.

With a smile, he beckoned to Zheng Zhendong and motioned for him to come to the front.

Seeing Zheng Zhendong walking to the table, Lan Yigui spoke.

"This little brother, I see that you have an extraordinary bearing, and I have the heart to make friends with you, I don't know if you will give you a thin face?"

Hearing what Lan Yigui said, Zheng Zhendong hurriedly introduced.

"Shopkeeper Lan, hello, boy Zheng Zhendong, I live in Nanluoguxiang, thanks to your affordability, we will be friends from now on!"

The two exchanged politeness, and after Lan Yigui gave Zheng Zhendong a cup of tea, he began to speak.

"Brother Zheng, the painting you brought today, after I looked at it carefully, I judged that it was a painting by Dong Qichang in the late Ming Dynasty.

When you come to see this painting, the brushwork is delicate and neutral, quiet and sparse; With ink bright and clean, Wendun light; The green color is simple and elegant.

This painting should be called "Yaofeng Splash Cui Tu",

If you look at it, the whole painting is just a dry vision, and the brush and ink are very simple, but the charm and strength are full.

The front part of the picture is a corner of the slope, decorated with several barren stones.

There are three old trees at the foot of the slope, staggered and standing, and the middle one is a leaf tree, which is slightly outlined, but the branches and leaves are visible;

The leaves of the two trees next to it give full play to the role of splashing ink, the left is straight to show the coil, and the right is to show the pride of the shore with horizontal points, the shades are alternate, and it is full of vitality.

The upper part of the picture is made with a touch of light ink, the distant mountains are traversed, only the outline is hidden in the sky, but the mountains are blank, as if the smoke is lingering, and it is extremely majestic.

Dong Qichang then used thick ink to dye a few high and low leaves in a faint and distant landscape, far and near, rich in layers, smoke and clouds flowing, filling the Zhu Bank.

On the left side is a small slope, on which several straight trees are drawn in horizontal ink.

In the middle of the ocean, no pen and ink, and the vast and boundless momentum of the lake jumps on the paper.

This picture is about 7 feet long and more than 2 feet wide, so a large vertical axis, only a few near trees and distant mountains, it grasps the whole picture of the peaks and distances, the water is wide, and the trees are green.

This is exactly the result of Dong Qichang's clever use of "Wang Qia splashes ink, Li Cheng cherishes ink, and the two families combine to become a painting trick".

The whole painting seems to be sparse and leaky, but there is no place that should not be illuminated, with the pen is crisp and vigorous, and subtle and delicate, purely with the ink momentum of moist, eye-catching and moving reverie.

If you don't master the skill of "painting in the empty space", you won't have such a clever layout.

Some people think that Dong Qichang got it from the structure of the book that is "wide and airy", which is not unreasonable.

The whole vertical scroll is not colored, but the face is clear and beautiful, and there is a tendency to reach thousands of miles, giving people a sense of deep tranquility.

Seeing this, I can conclude that this is Dong Qichang's genuine product! ”

Listening to Lan Yigui muttering a lot, Zheng Zhendong didn't understand much, but he just knew that this painting was Dong Qichang's.

Zheng Zhendong hesitated, but still asked.

"Shopkeeper Lan, please ask you, how much is this painting worth?"

Lan Yigui rolled up the painting, handed it to Zheng Zhendong and said with a sigh.

"Xiao Zheng, isn't it, something happened at home and you need money?

If you're not in a hurry, I'd advise you to stay.

In today's world, good things can't be sold at a good price, and if this painting was more than ten years ago, it would have been worth tens of thousands of oceans.

Nowadays, who still buys antique calligraphy and paintings, they can't be sold at a high price, so keep them! ”

Hearing Lan Yigui say this, Zheng Zhendong understood that now was not a good time to sell paintings, and then stood up and said.

"Thank you for the reminder, I will take good care of this painting, please rest assured!"

The two said a few more words, and Zheng Zhendong said goodbye to Lan Yigui and left Tianhexuan.

Pushing the bicycle, Zheng Zhendong walked on Liulichang Street, and couldn't help but sigh that the blue shopkeeper just now was really like Teacher Wang after his death.

I just don't know which TV series Mr. Wang is, which makes Zheng Zhendong curious about what world he has traveled to.

Pushing the bicycle out of Liulichang Street, Zheng Zhendong rode his bicycle home and walked home.

After riding for more than half an hour, I returned to the gate of the compound.

As soon as I stopped the bicycle, I saw the three great masters Yan Bugui, holding a bucket in one hand and a fishing rod in the other, and they were about to go back to the yard.

Seeing Zheng Zhendong get off the bicycle, he hurriedly greeted.

"Dongzi, what are you doing here? I went to your house to look for you to fish, but you weren't there! ”

Zheng Zhendong pushed the bicycle, glanced at Yan Bugui's bucket, and then spoke.

"Third master, I have something to go out today, where did you go fishing? I see that you catch a lot of fish, but the fish are a little small! ”

Hearing Zheng Zhendong say this, Yan Bugui said happily.

"Hey, where else can I go fishing, I didn't go to Houhai by myself.

You say, there are a lot of people fishing there!

It's just that the weather is cold, and I fished there for a while, and I couldn't stand the cold!

Aren't you coming back in a hurry, let's go fishing again when we have time, how about Dongzi? ”

Zheng Zhendong nodded and agreed, and the two walked towards the courtyard while talking.

When he arrived at the door of Yan's house in the front yard, Yan Bugui said hello to Zheng Zhendong and went home.

Zheng Zhendong pushed the bicycle and continued to walk to his home.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Zheng Zhendong parked his bicycle and returned home with the painting.

Putting the painting on the table, Zheng Zhendong was worried again, because this painting is not easy to store.

Even if you are afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants, you can't put it in a dark and damp place, and your head is too big to think about.

Finally, I found an oilcloth from home, wrapped the painting, and wrapped it in an old cloth on the outside.

Seeing that this painting was tightly wrapped, Zheng Zhendong was satisfied.

Then I found a ladder, tied the painting to the beam, thought it was not safe, and then took it down.

I went into my bedroom, looked around, and finally knocked on the floor in the northwest corner of the room, and found that the floor was very thick.

So he went out and got an iron rod, and pry open the floor, and found a small shovel from outside, closed the door, and dug up.

To be honest, the soil under the floor is really a bit hard, Zheng Zhendong dug for half an hour, and only then did he dig a hole 1 meter deep and 30 centimeters square.

I found a lime mat and put it inside, then covered it with oiled paper, and finally put the painting in it and covered the floor.

Nodding contentedly, Zheng Zhendong said in his heart, this is my treasure cave in the future.