The scroll unfolds, bringing with it a burst of floral scent.

When Gu Weijing received the courier, the sponge-filled safe deposit box contained a small piece of black wood the size of a thumb nail in addition to this Chinese painting scroll.

There is a saying in the collecting world that paper is 1000 years old, and silk is 800.

It means that paper collectibles can be passed down for thousands of years, while silk brocade and silk paintings will decay after 800 years.

There are only two natural enemies in the daily life of Chinese painting rice paper, one is afraid of tide, and the other is afraid of insects.

In their family's calligraphy and painting shop, the ancestors handed down a total of three treasures from the town house.

They are jade, gold, and wood.

The jade is the set of bamboo pens that are as clear as jade, and those jade seals, grandpa has been handed over to him.

The gold is to help their family go through several turmoil, and the few little yellow croakers that the whole family did not starve to death in the most difficult time, and they have all been spent in Gu Tongxiang's hands, Gu Weijing has only heard about it, and he has never seen it since he was born.

The last piece of wood is a wooden box of three small leaf camphors.

Camphor wood can be used as medicine, has the effect of cowardly wind and cold, strong heart and antispasmodic effect, it is born to repel insects and prevent moths, insects and ants do not invade, during which the small leaf camphor that grows in the deep mountains of Hubei and Anhui Badong is the most precious.

Legend has it that it can be separated from water and tide, and the precious calligraphy and painting can be preserved for hundreds of years, sealed as new.

The box made of small leaf camphor is an indispensable treasure in the house of elegant nobles and large collectors, and it is not cheaper than Huanghuali and small leaf red sandalwood.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, among the things handed down by the ancestors, the most valuable thing at that time was not a dozen taels of golden small yellow croaker, but the thick carved boxes of the three old and old people.

On the contrary, in modern times, the price of camphor has not been speculated, and the tree species are still young and old, and the mining is convenient, and the price has also fallen.

No matter how bad it is, buying 10 dollars and 100 pieces on an online shopping platform, buying two bags and getting one bag of camphor health balls for free is the same effect.

The three big boxes have just become a memorial to the ancestors.

Listening to the elders, at that time, his wife and grandfather, heard that his colleagues were spreading that the ghost place in Southeast Asia was hot and humid, and there were many peach blossom miasma and epidemics.

Whenever his grandfather Gu Tongxiang looked at the three black boxes under the bed, thought about their family's ancestral house in the root of the imperial city of the old capital, and then calculated the house price, he felt that TMD was about to be drawn.

Although the memories left by the Gu family on the wooden box are not very pleasant.

However, Gu Weijing and his cousin Gu Lin have learned to help their elders take care of and maintain various calligraphy and painting artworks since they were children.

The ancients said that ink is fragrant and ink is fragrant.

Objectively to be honest, most inks, whether they are pine smoke ink or oil smoke ink, Hui ink or Jin ink, the taste of most inks is not good, and some even have a pungent smell.

Those picture scrolls that are collected in the camphor wood box, after a long time, there will be a refreshing and refreshing plant taste when taken out, which is full of antiquity and charm.

The infiltrating aroma on Ms. Tang Ning's "Hundred Flowers" was dyed in a similar way.

There are also slight differences.

The 21st century is probably the era of the highest social status of artists in all history.

Ms. Downing is a great painter worth tens of millions of dollars. Gu Weijing's ancestor is a third-class painter, to put it bluntly, a middle- and lower-class literati who support their families by painting for nobles at the Forbidden City Painting Academy.

Everyone plays different ranks.

When Gu Weijing received the "Hundred Flowers", he found that the aroma on the scroll was not the taste of common camphor wood, it was fresher and much longer.

The small piece of wood with small holes on it like a sponge exudes a smell, sweet and pure, fragrant but not greasy, and rich in layers.

It is like the smell of the sea of flowers blown down by the wind in spring.

The old man played with the small piece of wood and studied it for a long time, and then carefully put the piece of wood back, and sighed a few words, Cao Lao's disciple really knows how to play, and he is really rich.

"There's a fragrance in there?" Gu Weijing guessed.

"Fragrance? Hmph, it's dirty. People are playing a traditional style, with fragrance, you are not ashamed, people are also ashamed! ”

"Young people, not enough experience. Do you think you can draw two strokes and be considered a literati painter? Fengya, the important thing is Fengya, you, I still have a lot to learn from your grandfather! ”

At that time, Gu Tongxiang glanced at it.

After demonstrating the authority of being a grandfather, the old man explained to Gu Weijing in a conspicuous manner.

"If my guess is correct, this should be the legendary worm leaking agarwood." He used his fingertips to point to the small, dark wood.

Worm leak agarwood is a holy product in agarwood.

Agarwood is a special spice formed by trees damaged by external forces, and the fragrant wood secretes oil to wrap the wound dwelling.

It is divided into four types: raw knots, mature knots, shedding, and insect leakage.

The latter is the most precious, and the most long and sweet, unlike wood, but more like a floral fragrance.

Bugs are smart.

Two agarwood trees in a piece of land, it will only bite the sweetest and most fragrant one, the bacteria on different agarwood trees, the acidic substances secreted by different insect swarms, and the final spices formed are also different aromas.

In the Qing Dynasty's "Yashan Chronicles", it is said: "The insect leaker, the insect-eaten hole, the incense is not much, and the inside is full of silt, which is the famous insect mouth powder." Those who have belly flowers are expensive in black. The beauty is matched, and the fragrance strikes people, like a hundred flowers. ”

One tael of Qi Nan and ten taels of gold.

Pure black is not much bigger than a fingernail agarwood, this small piece will take twenty or thirty years to bear fruit, this fragrant wood is one of the most valuable wood in ancient times.

In modern times, it is different from the depreciated small-leaved camphor wood.

Authentic Qiongdao antiquities are sold by the gram, ranging from 1,000 to 3,000 yuan per gram in the auction market, and there have been large pieces of agarwood that have been auctioned for millions of dollars.

Using this kind of thing to prevent insects is really a big deal.

"Isn't agarwood eaten by insects, and it can also be eaten by insects?" Gu Weijing was confused.

"It's very simple, probably because the insects are coming to bite the wood, and when the insects are full, they won't bite the painting. Just like the anti-corrosion zinc blocks inlaid on those ocean-going ships in Yangon port, the sea erosion of zinc blocks will not corrode the metal on the ship. ”

Gu Tongxiang glanced at his grandson, who had not seen it, and judged it conclusively.

In fact, the old man is also.

He didn't know the specific purpose of this agarwood, after all, this thing was too advanced, he had just read similar ancient books before, he had been in the art circle for a longer time, and he had heard of similar things, and the specific situation was too far away from his social level, so he could only say a plausible thing.

Gu Weijing vaguely felt that his grandfather was not very reliable.

He specially consulted Professor Lin Tao and learned that their grandfather and grandson were two and a half catties and eight taels, and they were all big and small earth dogs who imagined that the emperor would use a golden hoe to plow the land.

The small fragrant wood that came with the courier was given to him by Ms. Tang Ning.

The use is not the same as the sacrificial anodizing method of zinc, which is used to prevent insects.

Instead, they were burned directly.

In ancient times, when the princes and nobles invited celebrities to enjoy paintings and poems, and held art tastings, they had to bathe in incense, and let the beautiful geisha lady play a guzheng pipa next to her.

Achieve the multi-level sensory unity of eyes, ears and nose.

Only the heat of the flame can force out all the different layers of aroma in the wood.

When this painting is created and designed, a piece of incense wood will be burned, and the whole person will be drunk when he sees a hundred flowers blooming in his eyes.

Even if you're a layman.

In order to see the painting once, he burned a small piece of gold, and if he was not drunk, he might have to forcibly convince himself that he was drunk.

This is not burning fragrant wood, it is burning real money!

is even more arrogant than in "The True Color of Heroes", when Chow Yun-fat's eldest brother lights a cigarette with Franklin dollars!

The literati of Eastern Xia pursued elegance to an extreme.

In today's top art exhibitions, some installation artists will add a special aromatherapy system when setting up the exhibition, and use the scent as a part of the art exhibition.

Plainly

This seemingly trendy way of playing is all played by those noble literati in the Wei, Jin, Tang and Song dynasties.

After all, Gu Weijing didn't appreciate the way the ancient ministers appreciated the paintings, and when he learned where the small piece of agarwood came to burn.

Gu Tongxiang pouted and muttered, this was really too loser and too coquettish, so he unceremoniously took the piece of fragrant wood away.

Thousands of dollars!

Turning into beads is a waste of leftovers.

The old man was going to find a chain and tie it to his wrist and give it to Old Man Wu to show off.

He couldn't find such good goods in his entire literary shop, and he couldn't buy it even if he had money.

Hum.

I have to starve Old Man Wu to death!

Before Gu Weijing got the "Hundred Flowers" sent, it should have been appreciated by Tang Ning's artist friends in the fragrance.

The pages of the rice paper have been fumigated by the smoke of the plants.

The picture scroll unfolded little by little, Gu Weijing did not burn incense wood, and he was still full of flowers.

The quality of a work of art has a certain relationship with the character of the owner of the work, and it has nothing to do with it. Li Shen, an urban legend who kills dozens of chickens and eats chicken tongue soup at every meal, can still write a great poem that praises the peasants like "Compassion for Nong".

Tang Ning is a little bit of a small-bellied chicken intestine, and he is really good at drawing.

The age when she painted this painting was not a few years older than Gu Weijing, and she was already a master's handiwork, and every time she opened it, Gu Weijing felt admired.

The floral and woody fragrance is just the icing on the cake, and the elegance and luxury are easy to imitate.

It's a wonderful brushstroke.

At the branches and leaves of the plant, the pen is round and warm, strong and spacious, and always maintains the middle and upright center with the pen, so as to achieve the artistic effect of roundness and vigor and wantonness, and the vigorous vitality of this flower tree that will not appear in the world is vividly expressed.

Ms. Tang Ning estimated that she had calligraphy skills since she was a child.

Such a tall and vigorous and hard way of using the brush, as if an old monk carved a stele with an axe, sparks splashed, rarely appeared in the hands of female painters, let alone a little girl in her twenties.

Let a boy like Gu Weijing paint, he can't paint this old way at all.

The flowers on the flowers and trees are colorful, and it is a turn of the pen, showing the delicate spirit of the flowing water of the women's small bridge in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is elegantly flying, the lines are strong and thin, and the weather is noble.

The calligraphy and painting techniques of the first order of the master are no worse than Lang Shining himself in the master knowledge card given to him by the system.

In terms of penmanship, it is still two big ranks ahead of Gu Weijing.

Cao Xuan's biggest expectation for Gu Weijing is that he only hopes that he can win a small award, the best newcomer award, and the best artwork creativity award at the Singapore Art Fair.

Since the turn of the millennium, the organizing committees of international biennials have set up more awards.

Everyone finally came to participate in the solo exhibition, just the three melons and two dates are boring, and many can set up twenty or thirty awards, and the main one is to participate, and the rain and dew are evenly wet.

Of course, the awards of the Singapore Art Fair are absolutely not watery.

Even if the rain and dew are evenly wet, it will only touch the dozen or so leaves at the top and the most pointed of a lush tree, which is still extremely difficult for Gu Weijing.

Tang Ning directly won the first gold medal at the Magic City Art Exhibition, which was full of famous artists who participated in the exhibition, which made a large number of senior painters in their fifties and sixties bleak.

This is not by smoking two catties of spices on the scroll, or her teacher is the back door that Cao Xuan walked through.

It's really just a good drawing.

Ms. Tang Ning is willing to send the work to Gu Weijing for face-to-face copying, which is actually very atmospheric.

Thousands of yuan a gram of Qiongdao agarwood is burned and burned, which is not worth mentioning in the hearts of such top artists.

But the original of this painting is really valuable.

In the past, Gu Weijing felt that it was worth a Porsche 911 sports car, but now, in the context of the exponential increase in the value of Tangning at the Xiangjiang auction last month.

Considering the commemorative value of this "Hundred Flowers".

The Porsche 911 has been turned into a duplex apartment just outside London's Financial Street.

Such a precious painting, Ms. Tang Ning heard that he was going to copy it, so she sent it directly to Gu's calligraphy and painting shop.

To the dark speculation, it is not good that the female painter saved Gu Weijing if she didn't keep it well, hurt the painting, and couldn't afford to pay the huge debt, so she became a hard-working little puppet from then on, at her mercy.

The most likely answer is that people don't care at all.

I want to send you the "Hundred Flowers" and tell you clearly.

People like you, even if you follow the picture, you can't draw it.

Gu Weijing carefully hung the scroll on the hanging mirror line hanging down from the corner of the wall, and pondered it for a moment under the light.

Take out a roll of rice paper and lay it out on the table.

Put all kinds of Chinese painting paints at hand one by one.

In the past, Gu Weijing really racked his brains and couldn't imitate the fur and essence of "Hundred Flowers".

Tonight, after returning from the botanical garden, he ran back to the Good Luck Orphanage, just thinking that it was time for him to try again.

Supporting the height of paintings is the triangle of knowledge, technique, and emotion.

The knowledge of painting flowers should be taught, Professor Lin Tao has already talked about it.

There is a gap between the two men's techniques.

But in the remaining aspect, Gu Weijing is not unattainable, and even ......

He now has the confidence to paint even better than Downing.

(End of chapter)