Li Cheng is good at painting distant peaks, mostly Pingyuan cold mountains, the painting method is concise, the brush gesture is sharp, the biggest feature of the work is "easy to use light ink", there is a pity ink like gold. Look at the paperweight: the smoke forest is clear, the weather is sparse, and the color of the mountain forest is lighter than the clouds.

Fan Kuan's teacher is from Li Cheng, but the style is diametrically opposite: good at using heavy ink, the painting style is deep and dark, obscure and vast, the close-up scenes on this paperweight are all like this, if you don't look carefully, you can't even tell where is soil and where is stone.

Two completely different painting methods, but applied to the same painting, it is rare that there is no sense of separation, and the contrast is unusually obvious.

It is definitely not painted by these two people, because the time is wrong: although this paperweight is not as late as the boss said "early morning", it is not as early as the Song Dynasty, at most in the early and middle of the Ming Dynasty.

The words are also written well, there is the style of Zhao Ti, but it is more beautiful and thin, and the words are strong and strong, such as silver hooks and iron strokes. It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, looking at this calligraphy style, you can guess the character of the writer: upright and frank, sonorous and powerful!

Let's take a look at the content:

The name of the treasure, the importance of the king.

Jufu seeks comfort, and Yifu chooses the new.

Unclear and turbid, no bending and no stretching.

There are only three sentences, like a praise, and like a motto. The meaning is not difficult to understand, and it is the same as the style of calligraphy: frank and straightforward!

When you think about it, it's a bit like a self-assessment.

After thinking about it, he felt that he had no impression of these poems, and Li Dingan continued to look down.

Look at the tire first, it is indeed white porcelain, but the tire color is white with gray, the carcass is thick and heavy, and the shape of the vessel is coarse, indicating that the tire making process and design level are not very good.

Look at the glaze again, the typical Ming Dynasty "glaze colorful" porcelain, both high temperature firing into a plain tire, after the oven and then on the tire to paint, and then the second furnace into the low temperature curing.

The firing level is also average, the glaze layer is too thick, the transparency is not very high, with obvious characteristics of the late Longquan kiln, and some Cizhou kiln "white ground and black flower ware" firing process, the style is a bit miscellaneous.

Combined with the background of the times, it is just in line with the style of Longquan kiln in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty: the innovation ability is increasingly insufficient, so it can only be used for reference. But the more you borrow, the more you don't like it, the workmanship becomes rougher and rougher, and the sales volume will naturally get worse and worse.

It's really Wang Xiaoer's New Year, and every year is not as good as a year. In the middle of the Ming morning, there are still a few furnaces occasionally, and in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the Longquan kiln is completely extinct.

It can be inferred from this that this piece is a folk kiln paperweight from Zhejiang in the Ming Dynasty in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and the quality can only be said to be average. The only thing that can be praised is that the painting color is relatively distinct, and the painting work is quite good, huh...... The words are not bad, either!

However, the label does not mention the painting, nor does it mention the word, only introduces the glaze multicolored porcelain of the Longquan kiln in the Ming Dynasty, with an estimated value of 120,000 yuan. Looking at the appraiser again, he is indeed an expert at the Cultural Fair, but his surname is not Du ......

I was looking carefully, and suddenly there was a strange sound of "roar, roar" behind me, and I turned my head to look: Professor Zhou's face was purple, his hands were on his knees, and he was panting heavily, as if he had just finished a marathon.

Not far away, Zhou Qing's two legs walked quickly, and he arrived in front of him with a "whoosh", his forehead was shining, and when he took a closer look, his head was full of sweat.

It shouldn't be, it's only twenty or thirty meters...... Well, the look?

Staring at the paperweight, eager to swallow it.

Good guys, so you're looking for this?

I didn't care much about it.,I just think the painting style on it is a bit weird.,I haven't finished reading it yet.,Father and son are like crazy dogs who see meat.,Fools know what's going on?

Now I'm trying to spend a little bit of points, and I want to study this thing to understand......

Suddenly, Li Ding'an was in a spirit of one hundred and twenty points.

Well, this painting?

Huh, this word?

Huh, this poem?

Every time he looked a little more, Li Ding'an's eyes lit up, and gradually, it looked like a kilowatt lamp with electricity on.

The more seriously he looked, the more nervous Professor Zhou became: nine times out of ten, this was the case.

The glaze color white porcelain, the glaze is not clean, the carcass is yellow, and the shape is stout...... Typical Longquan kiln porcelain of the Yuan and Ming dynasties.

The style of painting imitates the painting method of the northern style of landscape...... Well, it seems to be a bit of a "cirrus style".

There are also a few lines of poetry, the words are a little small, I didn't see it clearly at the time, so I heard Lao Du Nian chatter: Unclear and not turbid, no bending and no stretching.

Isn't that right?

In an instant, Professor Zhou gritted his teeth, eager to slap his son in the face a few times: Let you be careful, be careful, what is the result?

Even people are sitting here, and everything is in their hands, and you don't even notice it......

The sweat on Zhou Qing's head seeped even more urgently: he tried his best to set up such a game, and he saw that the things were about to arrive, but he killed them from the halfway?

Where did you come from...... Well, how can you be so young?

Professor Zhou is also a little strange: at this age, he should not be an expert, but looking at his appraisal techniques, it is by no means something that can be practiced in three years or two.

was surprised, the young man let out a "ha".

As if he had been empowered, his mouth suddenly opened, and his face suddenly realized: "Why are you so weird?" ”

The father and son "chuckled" in their hearts, Zhou Qing couldn't help it, and squeezed in front of him: "What's weird?" ”

Wonder?

I won't tell you......

Li Dingan smiled, and put the paperweight on the stall: "Boss, it's cheaper!" ”

"Really buy?"

"Nonsense, isn't it?"

The seller was in good spirits, and compared a scissor hand with a "swish", and the momentum was very strong: "200,000!" ”

"Deal!"

"Huh? Ha ha...... Clumsy! ”

"Wait?"

"Haha" is the seller, and "waiting" is Zhou Qing.

Li Dingzhen turned a deaf ear, and took out his mobile phone unhurriedly: "Boss, come, check out!" ”

"You'll ...... later"

The seller was not happy: "What are you doing?" ”

"I didn't mean you, I said he ......"

"You say no one...... Well, you know? ”

"I don't know!"

"That's why you're going to buy it too?"

Just about to say to buy, Professor Zhou stabbed him, and Zhou Qing suddenly realized: if he nods his head, even if he is on the bar today, there will be only one ending in the end: no one can buy it.

"I don't buy ......"

"Don't buy it, say you're a hammer, you're looking for a pump, right? Little brother, don't pay attention to him, come, scan the code......"

The speed is very fast, almost in seconds, and it is determined that there is not a zero missing, and the seller is happy to have his back molars.

"Little brother, you hold on, I'll pack it for you...... Sponge stuffed a little more, insurance ...... Buckle in this ......"

"Let's click", the box was buckled, handed over, and the seller sat down, "You go!" ”

Looking at this heat, you can know that even if he sells for 200,000 yuan, he definitely makes no less money.

Li Ding'an lifted the box, and the father and son followed closely behind one left and one right.

"What's wrong with the two of you?"

"Oh, it's okay...... We just look at that paperweight familiarly, like a relic of an old man, so he is a little anxious! ”

If you are an expert, you will come as soon as you open your mouth. Will it become a relic of your ancestors after a while?

"You're wrong!"

"Surely you read that right...... You let me know at a glance! ”

"Not available!"

"Little brother doesn't know who I am?"

I know you......

……

"Why don't you make an offer?"

……

"Little brother's surname?"

……

"Where?"

……

"The family must be good, millions of things can be bought!"

……

The father and son followed closely behind, Zhou Jinsong kept talking, and Li Dingan was annoyed.

That is, in the exchange area, it is estimated that the seller has not left yet, otherwise he would have to let the two of them know: what is it to be a good person to the end, and send the Buddha to the west!

endured it all the time, passed the turnstile and entered the venue, and Li Dingan went up to the second floor again.

……

"Alas, Expert Zhou?"

"Hello!"

"Professor Zhou, are you not seated today?"

"Take a break!"

"Teacher Zhou, what are you doing?"

"Yes, turn around!"

As soon as he entered the venue, there were more people greeting him, and seeing that Li Dingan was walking faster and faster, Zhou Jin was so anxious that he had to struggle to maintain the image of an expert.

When they arrived at the calligraphy and painting area on the second floor, Li Dingan stopped, and the father and son finally breathed a sigh of relief: this kid is simply not human, and the four boxes in his hands are like hand paste, and he still runs fast...... His legs trembled.

Lei Mingzhen and Duan Mu had already arrived for a long time, and seeing that he was carrying a bunch of things again, the two hurriedly greeted him.

"How many more did you pick up...... Four pieces, how much did it cost? ”

"A little over a million!"

"Take it apart?"

"Don't worry!" Li Ding'an put down the box in an orderly manner, "Wait for the two in the back!" ”

"Who are these two?"

"Just the expert I talked about earlier!"

"Dare to catch up?"

"They didn't recognize me......"

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out later!"

"Pretending to be a ghost......

"Ah Zhen, you ...... like this Forget it, you're aiming too big...... Mr. Duan, please do me a favor! ”

"Teacher Li, ...... you say?"

……

The three of them whispered, but the two of them were a little confused: Why is this big black man so familiar?

I remembered it: The purple clay pot was bought by this person.

Well, there is still one, look at the box, it seems to be the blue and white honor.

Understood, the ...... of this three-man gang

Suddenly, Zhou Jinsong was surprised and happy.

What is surprising is that in addition to him, someone else has gotten inside information. And people are better at chess, and there are only about a dozen leaks that Lao Du deliberately leaked, and they actually got half of them.

What's more, the paperweight that can be regarded as the treasure of the town hall is also in their hands. On the other hand, he is setting up a game and a set, and he has not caught a single hair so far.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinsong wanted to give Zhou Qing a few slaps: If it weren't for this bastard who was drunk and talkative, how could he provoke those fools. The father and son came quietly, one to see and the other to buy, how could it be the turn of these three people?

I'm glad that I'm lucky, and I've been caught in a show building by myself. As the old saying goes: those who see ill-gotten wealth have a share!

But it's not that far, so let's see if we can fool you......

Zhou Jinsong took another step forward with a kind smile on his face: "Don't get me wrong, let's follow, just look at that paperweight!" ”

"You don't have to look at it, I'll just tell you: the objects of the Ming Dynasty, the white porcelain of Longquan kiln, can only be regarded as average!"

"Can the little brother cut his love?" Zhou Jinsong looked average, and his happy eyebrows were raised: "I'll add 100,000, if you are not satisfied, I will quadruple!" ”

After watching it for so long, you still treat me as a raw hand, thinking that it is super easy to fool?

Sure enough, he was fascinated by money, and his eyes were also fascinated......

"I'm not done yet...... I just talked about the origin, now let's talk about the origin! ”

Zhou Jinsong sighed in his heart: "The Longquan kiln in the Ming Dynasty has been completely reduced to a small folk kiln, what can it be?" ”

"Yes! Let's talk about the painting first: is the artistic conception very chic, and the style of the brush is very familiar? Because these two painting methods are inherited from Li Cheng and Fan Kuan, the three families of the Northern Song Dynasty, there are classic works from generation to generation, and of course they are familiar if you see more......"

Zhou Jinsong looked confused: Why don't I know?

It can be seen that there is a shadow of the landscape of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the cirrus cloud technique of the Zhejiang school in the early Ming Dynasty was also used.

"No impressions?" Li Ding'an smiled, "I forgot that you are the best at identifying porcelain, and Chinese painting is just rough...... Let me say it directly, this is painted by Dai Jin himself, he studied under Wang Meng and Ni Zan of the four families of the Fa Yuan, and these two people studied from Ma Yuan and Xia Gui of the four families of the Southern Song Dynasty, and further on, Li Cheng and Fan Kuan ......"

Wear in?

Well, Cirrus, Zhejiang?

Isn't Dai Jin the originator of the Zhejiang School?

How could he also be one of the top ten painters of the Ming Dynasty, how could he paint on porcelain?

That's the work of the lowest painters......

Lei Ming really came over embarrassedly: "Who is Dai Jin?" ”

"One of the top ten painters of the Ming Dynasty, he created the Zhejiang School of painting!"

"Dude, history has already been returned to the teacher, and you say how much his paintings are worth?"

"Three or four million!"

"......Shh

What are you hairy?

When you know who wrote the poem, your eyes will squint out.

I don't know if Lei Mingzhen's eyes will pop out, Zhou Jinsong's eyes are about to pop out anyway.

He stared at the ceiling, recalling the scene over and over again: Li Cheng, Fan Kuan?

To be honest, even if he was asked to see it now, he still couldn't see it.

It has nothing to do with high eyesight, but not enough time: only a few minutes before and after!

Therefore, this young man definitely didn't see it, he must have known it before, and he knew more than he did.

Don't think about cheating, but it doesn't necessarily mean that you can't get it......

Zhou Jinsong was more calm: "What else? ”

Li Ding'an thought for a while: "Have you read the whole book of Siku?" ”

Nearly a billion words...... Am I idle?

"Just say it!"

"Those three poems are from "Collection", "Poetry Commentary", "Yu Zhongsu Collection", "Little Elephant Praise" ......"

"Wait, who are you talking about?"

"Yu Zhongsu!"

"Who is Yu Zhongsu?"

"Old Duan, you are not as good as me in history...... I'm not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave my innocence in the world-"

"Yu Qian, Yu Shaobao?"

Yu Qian's poems?

But what can be done, the porcelain printed with the emperor's poems is not the same?

Zhou Jinsong's eyelids couldn't stop jumping twice: "What else?" ”

"I've seen the words, handwriting to be exact!"

"Where?"

"The Forbidden City, Yu Shaobao's inscription "Gongzhong Tatuzan", as well as "Maoqin Palace's Law Post" and "Xiaochanglu Pavilion Collection Post" each have his handwritten "Two Flying Snow Poems" rubbing. The National Museum also has the authentic works of "Dongcheng Night Patrol Post" and "Tianwen Post" ......"

Lei Mingzhen's eyes suddenly sudden, and Duan Mu's hand instinctively trembled.

Yu Qian wrote a poem of his own on a piece of paperweight...... So whose thing is this? (End of chapter)