After thinking about it, the young man didn't know the essentials, and suddenly heard the owner of the painting shop greet him, "Master Wu, which gust of wind can actually blow you here, it is really a blessing for three lives, and it is full of brilliance." ”

Lin Yifei turned his head to look, the shopkeeper was joyfully leading an old man in, his face was full of pride, the old man's eyebrows were half white, and his spirit was very strong, it was Lin Yifei who met Wu Fuzi in the bookstore.

"I've been here in Jiangyuan for a long time, eating and socializing all day long," Wu Fuzi obviously knew the owner of the painting shop, "It's really unbearable, today I finally took leave and sneaked out, passing by here, remembering that ten years ago, you still owe me a meal, no, I came in to find you." ”

"Master Wu is really joking," the shopkeeper is in his forties, but he is already extremely smart, and he doesn't have a hair on his head, "If you eat, although the small shop has a small profit, you will be willing to eat it for a lifetime, but I am afraid that you have too many nobles to stay here." ”

"Look at it," Wu Fuzi was obviously in a good mood, "I just said to eat, and you have already pushed off some small profits, obviously afraid that the old man will make you poor." ”

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Since the master knows that I am a small profit, I will have to leave some ink treasures for a while, and when the time comes, I will hang it up, and I will not worry about no one patronizing it." ”

"Good boy, the goose has not changed its habit of plucking its feathers at all. Wu Fuzi gave him a violent shudder, but the shopkeeper was in his forties, but he was just like a child, scratching his head.

The two of them giggled all the way, but there was no restraint, Lin Yifei wanted to say hello, but when he saw the people chatting freely, it was not easy to disturb, so he turned his head, although Wu Fuzi was old, his eyes were sharp, but he had already taken the initiative to say hello, "Young man, do you still know me?"

Lin Yifei had no choice but to turn around and smile: "When I said goodbye in a hurry, I didn't expect to see you again today, just as the so-called life is not where to meet, Master Wu's spirit is even stronger, which is really gratifying." ”

The shopkeeper asked a little strangely, "Does the master know him?"

"I don't just know," Master Wu said with a smile: "I once saw him paint, a few brushstrokes, full of charm, is really a rare talent, I wanted to get acquainted, I didn't expect him to have something, I was in Jiangyuan for so many days, every day waiting for the little brother's call to find, but I didn't expect a fart to be expected." ”

Lin Yifei couldn't help but laugh when he saw that this Wu Fuzi was disrespectful and spoke vulgarly, where he looked like a master, "There are too many things in this paragraph, but the meeting is fate, why don't I be a host, and ask the master to have a few drinks to make up for other regrets in a hurry?"

Wu Fuzi laughed, "That's just right, hey, you like this kind of painting?"

said that it was a chance encounter, but in fact, Wu Fuzi had already seen Lin Yifei's figure outside the window, so he walked in, and when he saw him staring at the landscape painting for a long time, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"I just like this poem," Lin Yifei said with a smile: "The picture is full of flowers, and everything is recovering, but it is too inconsistent with the artistic conception of the poem. The Privy Council also summoned him by holy decree, and the situation at that time was really no less than Zhu Xianzhen's twelve gold medals, how could he not let Marshal Yue Fei sigh when he made this word, and he was full of emotion, but the words were good, and they were inevitably a little nondescript here. ”

"Good insight. Wu Fuzi patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder hard, "Changxu, what I said is right, if you had this eyesight and this knowledge, you would still worship me as a teacher?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Master Wu, I am a rough man, I didn't finish elementary school at that time, and I didn't know a few words. ”

Wu Fuzi sighed, "It's a pity that those who want to worship me as a teacher have no talent, and those who want to accept apprentices refuse to worship me as a teacher." ”

When the old man said this, he squinted at Lin Yifei, shook his head and sighed, but the shopkeeper looked at Lin Yifei in surprise, "What do you call this little brother, you probably don't know who this master is now, right?"

You must know that he and Wu Fuzi were old acquaintances, so he wanted to learn painting with Wu Fuzi, but he didn't expect to ask countless times, Wu Fuzi just refused, so he changed his career to become a painting dealer, and now Wu Fuzi's masterpiece can be said to be a painting of a thousand gold, learning such a craft, it is a big scenery, he thought of this, and said, "This little brother, you must know that Master Wu's paintings are now rare, if you can get his mantle, your life will be worry-free." ”

"Look at you, it's vulgar to talk about it. Wu Fuzi sighed, "Do you know that there is a kind of painting called literati painting, also known as scholar Jiayi painting? Shi Tao and other famous artists, the reason why they are called famous by later generations is only because there are paintings in poems, poems in paintings, and words in paintings, but you are rich in paintings, and there are paintings in money, in this case, it is better to do a deal. ”

Jin Changxu said with a wry smile: "Master Wu is right, but now it is a commodity economy, many people are still far from the realm of masters, subsistence is still the first element, yesterday a person came to sell paintings, looking at the era of paper seems to be painted after the Republic of China, the brushwork is delicate, but the price is too high, let me refuse." ”

Wu Fuzi shook his head, knowing that this Jin Changxu opened his mouth and closed his mouth, not leaving the economic benefits, it was really not the heir of the mantle in his mind, he stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Yifei, "Go, if you have been here for a long time, most of you will also be infected with copper odor, in this case, it is better to let the outside be dyed with some wine lees." ”

Jin Changxu smiled awkwardly, "Anything else, Master Wu, I won't mention it, there are still a few paintings that you need to appreciate, if you are thanks to Chrysostom, then I am really grateful." ”

ridicule is ridicule, Wu Fuzi still has no contempt for this Jin Changxu, seeing that he brought a bunch of calligraphy and paintings, put them on the table, looked at himself with hope, but also unfolded them one by one, and pulled Lin Yifei to appreciate it slowly.

Wu Fuzi just glanced at a few paintings, just shook his head and put them aside, and when he unfolded another painting scroll, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at it for a long time, "Little brother, do you know the origin of this painting?"

Lin Yifei wanted to shirk ignorance, he was far less interested in calligraphy and painting than in martial arts, and many times he came to scribble graffiti, but there were many people who said that he had a talent in this area, eight hundred years ago, and he didn't expect that it would be the same eight hundred years later.

It's just that he only glanced at the painting, and there was some surprise in his eyes, "From the perspective of the layout and artistic conception of this painting, it should be a copy of Wang Ximeng's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, although it is a fake, but the meaning is vivid and the depiction is fine, and it is also a rare masterpiece!"

Jin Changxu applauded repeatedly, and said with a thumbs up: "The person recommended by Master Wu is really not bad." ”

Lin Yifei said that he took out a fake, not only was he not annoyed, but he had a trace of joy, just because his shop was small and profitable, and the authentic works of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains could not fall into his hands.

"Sure enough, there were two hits. Wu Fuzi was not surprised, judging from Lin Yifei's knowledge and a few strokes, this person was far from an ordinary studio, comparable to students majoring in the art department, and it was not surprising to recognize Wang Ximeng's only hand-me-down, "How can the little brother see that it is a copy?" The old gentleman was on a whim and had an exquisite meaning.

Lin Yifei was stunned, he had seen this Wang Ximeng's work once, it was originally a local official who gave it to the saints, Wang Ximeng's generation of painters, but he died young, and he didn't paint much, but it made people sigh.

He recognized that this painting was a fake, all intuition, but to say the truth of the judgment is not easy to say, "this painting has a lot of scenes, thousands of weather, the composition seeks change in the sparseness, the momentum is coherent, it is really extremely ingenious, but Wang Ximeng's painting method is combined with the axe and axe, showing the texture of the mountain and the stone and the change of light and shade is extremely delicate, this painting is still a little insufficient, and Wang Ximeng's painting artistic conception is majestic and magnificent, and this painting is also a little worse." ”

Wu Fuzi was a little surprised at this time, "The little brother's method of identifying the authenticity is unique, but it is difficult to make this kind of comment if you don't see the real thing, I was a few decades ago, and I only had the opportunity to see the real thing, I don't know where the little brother saw it?"

How did he know that Lin Yifei had indeed seen the real thing, and it was eight hundred years ago, Lin Yifei was speechless for a while, and he pondered for a moment before he smiled: " In fact, it is not difficult to distinguish the authenticity, the first thousand miles of rivers and mountains are painted on silk, I know that a kind of Mijia silk made by the Mi family in Jiaxing, Zhejiang, the texture is uniform and thick, the court painters used this kind of this, although the painting is also silk, but it is inferior texture at a glance, not to mention the ancient silk is old, after mounting, there is no tenacity, the age of this painting is too far away, it should be only a few decades of time. ”

He said something, but he didn't expect that Wu Fuzi would become more and more strange the more he listened, "Little brother knows a lot, and I didn't expect Mi Jiajuan to know it." ”

Lin Yifei said in his heart, if I don't know, who else knows, my heart moved, "When I first saw this painting, I always felt that something was missing, and now I finally thought that there is an inscription on the authentic work of Cai Jing, the minister of power, but this painting does not, I don't know if this is a method of identification?"

(To be continued)