Shengshibaojian

Looking at the very ordinary Suzhou embroidery on the table, Zhang Manguo fell into the memories of the past with a lot of emotion.

"Let me ask you a question first, do you know who He Yunfei, the craftsman of Su embroidery?"

Several master craftsmen looked at each other, and only director Feng knew a little about Su embroidery: "I don't know He Yunfei, but I do know that there is a famous master of Suzhou embroidery named He Zhonghai. This master became famous in the 30s and [-]s. , It’s just that he was born at an untimely time, and no one appreciated his works during his lifetime. On the contrary, the value of his works has increased in the past ten years, and his Su embroidery river and mountain landscapes have a strong personal style. I wonder if He Yunfei has any connection with this famous artist?”

"Yes, there is indeed a connection. This He Zhonghai is none other than my grandmother!"

grandmother?

"Boss Zhang! Isn't that right! He Zhonghai is your grandmother? Isn't that right? He Zhonghai is obviously a man's name, a famous Suzhou embroidery artist?"

Zhang Manguo nodded again and confirmed: "He Zhonghai is really my grandmother. My grandmother is introverted and low-key, so her works are inscribed with He Zhonghai. My grandmother's original name was He Zhongxiu, and she took one word from my grandfather's name, Hai, He Zhonghai. "

"My mother takes my grandma's surname, single character cloud, He Yun!"

After Zhang Manguo explained this, Xueli immediately reacted: "I know! No wonder Dad was so excited when he saw this piece of Suzhou embroidery. It turns out that the author of this piece of Suzhou embroidery is my grandma! He Yunfei is actually the signature of my grandma's Suzhou embroidery! "

There was an uproar in the audience, it turned out that the piece of Suzhou embroidery that Shen Qiu had found had a special meaning, and the author of this piece of Suzhou embroidery had a family relationship with Zhang Manguo that was thicker than water.

"Influenced by my family, my mother started to learn Su embroidery at the age of 12. My mother's embroidery is exquisite and meticulous. Although it is not as majestic as my grandma's, it is also self-contained and has a distinct personal style. My mother only had two works in her life. One is "West Lake Scenery" completed under the guidance of my grandmother, and the other is "The Drunken Concubine."

"I have no impression of "West Lake Scenery". Since I was sensible, my mother has been embroidering this "Drunken Concubine". When I was in the body, I was thin and thin, and I was so hungry every day that I scraped bark and dug weeds to eat, but later I couldn’t bear the hunger, so I went to dig the Guanyin soil in the ground to eat.”

"People of our generation know that although Avalokitesvara soil can satisfy hunger, it cannot be digested. After eating for two days, I felt uncomfortable in my stomach and rolled on the ground in pain. At that time, people in the village carried me home. My mother took care of the funeral, and I didn't know until later that my mother sold the Suzhou embroidery she had embroidered for 16 years in order to save my life, and exchanged it for half a catty of pork for 38 yuan. It took me back from the palace of the king of hell, "The Drunken Concubine" is my mother's other life, it can be said that without this "Drunken Concubine", I would not be where I am today!"

"I have been paying attention to this piece of Suzhou embroidery since I started working in the antique business. It has been 40 years! I can dream of this piece of Suzhou embroidery almost every day. I never expected that Shen Qiu would bring it home! It really is. I have something on my mind! Don’t say thank you for your kindness! Shen Qiu! Master Shen, please accept my worship!”

Zhang Manguo came to Shen Qiu and was about to bow to thank him, but Shen Qiu stopped him in time: "Uncle! You can't do this! I also saw it by chance at the street stall, it's just a matter of raising my hand!"

"In any case, thank you! If Master Shen needs my help in the future, just speak directly! Or you can take whatever treasure you like in Zhenbao Pavilion! This kind of kindness is hard to repay in a lifetime! Thank you, Master Shen! Thank you, Master Shen! "

"Dad! Why are you being so serious! Shen Qiu belongs to my boyfriend!" A bright smile appeared on Xueli's face: "Don't give me to Shen Qiu too!"

"That's right! If Master Shen likes the little girl, just marry her and go home!"

"dad!"

"Good, good, good, good!" Director Feng took the initiative to clap his hands and applauded: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I said that Master Shen's meeting ceremony is absolutely extraordinary. It turns out that this is a meeting ceremony tailor-made for my brother Zhang! Be taught, be taught Already!"

Everyone praised Shen Qiu, only Zhang Jianfeng and Tang Mengxi's faces were ashen, and Tang Mengxi's intestines were green with regret. She had previously commented on "The Drunken Concubine" without shame, but now it seems that she is extremely stupid .

Xueli is not a vegetarian, so she recovered the face she lost in time: "Zhang Jianfeng! You are going to tear up this Su embroidery! Miss Tang! You just said that the thread of this Su embroidery was not picked properly! The embroidery work is average. where?"

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't know this painting contained a special meaning!" Tang Mengxi immediately bowed his head and apologized, showing an innocent expression.

"You can forgive me if you don't know the reason. Come on, everyone sits down to eat, and the food is almost cold, because I am so sorry for the delay! Everyone, eat quickly, you are welcome..."

During this family banquet, Shen Qiu became the most dazzling presence on the field. Zhang Manguo personally poured wine for Shen Qiu, picked up vegetables, and the whole family banquet talked about antique appreciation. Until the family banquet ended, neither Zhang Jianfeng nor Tang Mengxi I can insert a sentence.

……

As the night approached, the family banquet dispersed.

Zhang Manguo purposely kept Shen Qiu and Xueli behind, and made people brew the top-quality Biluochun tea in the very expensive purple sand teapot that Tang Mengxi had given him.

"Xueli! When are you and Shen Qiu planning to get married, and when will you give birth to a fat boy for me!" The old man spoke first after taking a sip of tea.

"Dad, how could it be so fast! I haven't known Shen Qiu for a few days!"

"Hahahaha..." Zhang Manguo laughed loudly, in a good mood: "You stinky girl! Do you really think I can't tell when I'm old? You and Shen Qiu are just impersonating you! You just can't understand your brother's temper , that's why I pulled Shen Qiu over to back me up!"

"Dad, you have already seen it! Then you are still teasing me!"

Shen Qiu also admired Zhang Manguo: "Uncle, this is to give you face. He knows that you are a face-saving person, so he didn't expose you at the dinner table!"

"Hehehe, I really hope that you and Shen Qiu can achieve a positive result. You are outgoing and carefree, and you need a man who can calm you down. Taishan collapses before you don't mess up. This is the business of antiques. Both you and your brother are still far behind in the quality that you should have, and you should learn more from Shen Qiu!"

"I'm not going to be his female apprentice! Dad! I'm not afraid of your jokes. I just said this in front of Shen Qiu. Sooner or later, I will take Shen Qiu down! There is no you in this world." What about the man my daughter can't handle! Hmph!"

When Xueli said this, Shen Qiu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, uncle, why are you willing to take out this Fang Zitao's pot to make tea?"

Zhang Manguo held the purple clay pot and placed it in front of Shen Qiu: "Speaking of this purple clay pot, Shen Qiu, what do you think, I didn't see you open it in the living room just now."

Shen Qiu was not too polite, picked up the purple clay pot and said: "Uncle, with all due respect, there is something wrong with this purple clay pot..."

"Is there a problem? Shen Qiu? Is it true or not?"

Xueli's eyes widened instantly and she asked, "Could it be that the purple sand pot that Tang Mengxi bought is fake? Isn't it the work of Master Fang Zitao? I'll go! This woman is really scheming! She bought it the first time she met her." A fake purple clay pot for my dad?"

Shen Qiu shook his head and said: "It's not fake, but the workmanship and style of this purple clay pot are all superior. It is definitely not a purple clay pot that can be made by ordinary small workshops and ordinary craftsmen."

"Shen Qiu! Then what do you mean?"

"I believe that uncle has already seen it. The other details of this purple clay pot are all right, but the year is wrong!"

"The year is wrong? Shen Qiu, as far as I know, purple clay pots only became popular in 200 years. No matter how good a purple clay pot is, it can't be regarded as a serious antique! There is no such thing as a year for purple clay pots! Don't bully me because I don't understand antiques." ha!"

Shen Qiu didn't go around in circles anymore, and said bluntly: "This purple clay pot doesn't have a history of decades, hundreds of years, or even a month. If I'm not mistaken, this purple clay pot should be this one. It was just finished within a month!"

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