Li Ding'an: "Okay, today's fan feedback activity is over, and we will notify you next time!" ”

"No, it's only nine!"

"Whose other piece does it belong to?"

"Number one!"

"Just the little fairy who rewarded more than 100,000 yuan?"

"Yes!"

"Bang Yi said, don't!"

"How do you know?"

"Nonsense, with a reward of more than 100,000 yuan in three days, of course she can't look down on such a gadget!"

"You know the number one ......"

Ignoring the ridicule of netizens, Li Dingan turned around on his own, which was also strange, it was his turn to see for himself, and his luck was not as good as that of netizens.

After walking for almost an hour, I looked at thirty or forty pieces, large and small, and none of them were worth starting.

And when I picked it for netizens, the Wadang inkstone of the young lady who took the longest time was only encountered for the eleventh time.

What the hell, today you are possessed by the god of decay?

"Anchor, it's almost two o'clock, aren't you hungry?"

"There aren't a few stalls, I'll take a look...... If you still don't have it after reading it, then come back in the afternoon! ”

Walking the last three or five meters is Li Dingan's last stubbornness.

What if......

When he walked to the last stall on the street, Li Ding'an stopped.

He saw a box that looked like an old object......

The boss was holding a box of fried noodles, eating a lot of food, and when he saw someone looking at the things on the stall, he raised his chin vaguely, meaning to look at it casually.

Li Dingan nodded, his eyes swept over the stall, and his eyes lit up slightly.

The box is a little old, about a square, and the length, width and height are about 40 centimeters. The material is mahogany, and it is covered with varnish, but it is not very well preserved, and nearly half of it has cracked and peeled.

There is a painting on each side of two goldfish swimming in aquatic plants, as well as a few lotus flowers. If you look closely, it's not printed, but it's drawn directly.

It is supposed to be a painting made directly on the wooden board after the box is finished, and the varnish is brushed after the ink has dried, so the painting is relatively well preserved.

The painting is also excellent, and the eight fish are lifelike. THE FOUR PAINTINGS ARE CONNECTED TO FORM A WHOLE FOUR-FOOT FOLIO STRIP (34CM*136CM).

There is also a poem on the last one, the font is beautiful, self-contained, in the saying is very good-looking, very comfortable:

The picture book is not true, all things are idealistic, even if there is a fish love, there will be no fish day. This is a poem by the poet Qian Zai in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, and later generations have many references to fish paintings, so I can't see anything.

At the back of the poem, the place where the inscription and seal were left happened to be a corner, and a pit was hit, and only a few words remained: October ......

Looking at the shape of the box, with an obvious Republic of China style, it can be deduced that the Xin Wei year on it is 1930.

In addition, there is also a poem written on the lid of the box, and the words are also in traditional Chinese, imitating Wang Xizhi's grass, which is quite ambiguous. It should have been written on the lacquer surface after the box had been used for a while, and the paint was very peeling off, and the handwriting was nearly half mutilated, so it was extremely incoherent:

□□I'm a □□

□□ □□ in mid-air

I □□ recognize □□ direction

Fly □ fly □ fly □

I □□□ on this □□

……

There are about four paragraphs, almost every paragraph is like this, leave a few words, throw a few words, and read Li Ding'an's obsessive-compulsive disorder. It wasn't until the last paragraph that he saw the two connected "dissolving" that he suddenly realized: this is Xu Zhimo's "The Happiness of Snowflakes".

Hey, don't say it, the words on the lid of the box really look like Xu Zhimo's handwriting......

Thinking about it carefully, Xu Zhimo really likes to imitate Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and most of the manuscripts that have been handed down are in this style......

In an instant, Li Ding'an came to his senses.

Almost word for word, I looked at it carefully. And the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was written by Xu Zhimo himself......

It wasn't until the stall owner looked at him with a little weirdness that Li Dingan raised his head and opened the lid of the box quietly.

There is a glass mirror inlaid in the lid of the box, which has long been broken and only the teeth remain, and there are two layers below, the first layer has many grids, and at a glance you can see that it is a place to put eyebrow pencil and powder, and the second layer is empty and used to put clothes.

There are no words, no drawings, and no information about the owner of the box.

It seems that we have to work on the painting on the outside and the modern poem on the lid.

Li Dingan closed the lid and looked at the swimming fish picture again.

It wasn't long before he learned "Appreciation of the Works of Late Modern Painters", and today is the first time he has used it, so he took it very seriously.

Typical Gongbi paintings, the style of painting is a little too delicate, and tends to be soft.

Looking at the words again, they are very beautiful, very skilled, and vaguely, you can see that there is some fat powder between the lines.

The author of this painting, and the author of this poem, is a female writer nine times out of ten.

Combined with the modern poems on the lid of the box, Li Ding'an's brain was opened: If the poem was written by Xu Zhimo, who are the female painters of the Republic of China who have a relationship with him?

Li Ding'an's first thought was Lin Huiyin.

But when I think about it, I feel impossible.

In 1930, the two were married separately, not mentioning Xu Zhimo, only Lin Huiyin.

Because of his intellectuality and tradition, Lin Hui and Liang Sicheng became childhood sweethearts and eventually became married. Since then, they have been harmonious and respectful, and they will definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

Then count down, and there is only one left: his wife Lu Mei, that is, Lu Xiaoman!

And when he thought of Lu Mei, Li Ding'an was more sure: "The Happiness of Snowflakes", isn't it that after Xu Zhimo met Lu Xiaoman, the wife of his friend, he suffered from lovesickness, so he wrote such a poem to appeal to his heart.

And what is even more coincidental is that, putting aside her character, Lu Xiaoman is definitely one of the few female painters in modern times, studying under several famous artists, and is famous.

And the style of painting just tends to be delicate and soft......

The more he thought about it, the more Li Ding'an felt that it was possible: the interest in the boudoir was not enough for outsiders, maybe the couple would be interested and collaborate on a work.

Not on paper, though, but on boxes......

And when I turned my head and looked at it again, whether it was a picture of a swimming fish or a modern poem, the more I looked at it, the more it looked like the handwriting of Lu Xiaoman and Xu Zhimo.

Li Ding'an's grasp is even greater.

It's all up to this, of course, you have to use skill points to identify it......

I was very excited in my heart, but my face was silent. Li Dingan put his hand up slightly casually: "Boss, how do you sell this box?" ”

The stall owner gestured: "Eighty thousand!" ”

"How much?"

Li Ding'an's voice became imperceptibly higher.

It's not that the boss's asking price is too high.

Rather, it is the information displayed on a transparent screen:

The beauty rolls the beaded curtain and sits deeply on the eyebrows.

But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I cared about.

The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas can also be flat, but it is the hearts of people that are difficult to peace!

Lucky, you have once again reached a fork in the road in life, which one is left and which is right, which is right and which is wrong?

Mission: The world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are thin.

Requirements: 12 hours......

The style of writing has suddenly changed, no longer literate, changed to poetry?

Further down:

Item: Lacquered wooden crate.

Date: Republic of China.

Attributes: Xu Zhimo and Lu Xiaoman's only surviving work.

Value: Three million!

Sure enough, it's really the only work that the two have collaborated on and handed down.

And this is ...... More than the leaks he had picked up before.

Sure enough, as long as luck comes, it can't be stopped......