Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 234 Bone Fan
Being on TV is out of the question, at least not at this stage.

Because there is no time.

The projects for the National Museum and the Forbidden City have not yet been fully studied, but Baoli’s research institute is about to be launched.This is still in the preparation stage, and he has become an appraisal expert at the cultural fair?

Not to mention appearing on TV, recording programs, and being a guest, Li Ding'an didn't even have time to talk to friends.

No, two people live in the same city, not far away from each other, but they haven't seen each other for almost half a month?
Really, even if Li Ding'an is good enough and Yu Huiyin is understanding enough, if it were an ordinary person, he would have blown it off...

With a lot of things going around in his mind, Li Dingan asked casually: "It's almost eleven o'clock, why don't you go home and cook? I'll show you today: What do you want to eat?"

Yu Huiyin narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his long eyelashes trembled, but he still shook his head: "Eat out, it's nearby, just find a restaurant!"

Although she also likes the feeling of "home": watching Li Ding'an busy in the kitchen with her doing something within her power next to her, she feels super warm.

But Li Ding'an is already busy and tired enough, so we can't add any more burden to him.

"Okay." Of course Li Ding'an didn't care, "How about going to the movies after dinner?"

When he heard about watching a movie, Yu Huiyin was startled for a moment, and then started to laugh again: Li Ding'an must have fallen asleep in the cinema, right?
He doesn't have this hobby. During his four years of college, he can probably count the number of times he went to the cinema on one hand.

"It still doesn't work. There haven't been any good movies released recently!"

Yu Huiyin thought for a while: "Why don't we go to the exhibition anymore? I just have an unfinished material draft. You can help me with this!"

Taking your girlfriend to the antique market?
For an ordinary couple, this behavior would be quite funny, but for these two, it's really quite appropriate: because both of their jobs are related to cultural relics.And Yu Huiyin really liked it, so when she first joined the TV station, she chose "Ancient Rhythm and New Style" without much hesitation.

Li Ding'an was incompetent and could do anything, but he only wanted to be a companion.

"Okay... let's go to Casserole Ju. Their white meat is pretty good. It's not far from the market, just four stops away..."

Of course Yu Huiyin has no problem.

The two of them walked out leisurely. Li Ding'an called Wang Chenggong again and said that the car was in the underground parking lot. The two of them entered the elevator again.

Seeing Yu Huiyin, Wang Chenggong couldn't help but recall the scene at Li Ding'an's house: Chen Jingshu was lying on Li Ding'an's shoulder, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

Li Ding'an's grandparents, parents, and Lei Mingzhen were all confused.

And at the National Museum: Li Ding'an sometimes bent over his desk and wrote, sometimes lowered his head in deep thought. Chen Jingshu sat opposite him, motionless, just staring straight at Li Ding'an.There is a smile on the lips, and the eyes are shining...

Anyone who is not blind can see what she is thinking.

And it's only been a few days?
Look at Yu Huiyin's current expression: What is the difference from Chen Jingshu at that time?
It was because he knew more and knew more about the relationship between these two people and their family backgrounds that Wang Chenggong felt numb: Teacher Li, Teacher Li, you only care about two people, and you don’t understand these two people. family situation?

If you let the secretary know about it, he will tear you alive, and his name will not be Yu.

It's no exaggeration. Wang Chenggong is a professional after all, but he still couldn't control his facial expression, and there was a trace of weirdness on his face.

Seeing Li Ding'an staring at him, he suddenly woke up and said hello quickly: "Miss Yu!"

Yu Huiyin smiled softly: "Hello, Master Wang!"

The tutor is really good, the character is good, the family conditions are better, and she is so beautiful...not just Yu Huiyin, but that one too.

Just talk about Li Ding'an's luck?

After thinking about it, Wang successfully started the car and the three of them went straight to the hotel.

When they arrived at the end of the field, Li Ding'an asked him to go up too. Of course Wang Chenggong didn't go, saying he was just casually dealing with someone nearby.

Li Ding'an didn't comment and took Yu Huiyin upstairs.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Wang Chenggong bared his teeth and thought again: Teacher Li, please take it easy...

……

I have to say that this time-honored restaurant is worthy of being a time-honored restaurant. It is the lunch market, and even before the meal, the store is mostly full.The hall was full of people and it was so lively.

Instead of asking for a private room, Li Ding'an chose a seat by the window and ordered a portion of pork elbow, a portion of white meat, and a portion of chicken casserole and assorted vegetables.

The serving speed was quite fast, it only took about 10 minutes for the four dishes to be served.The portion was not small, but the taste was very good. Li Dingan was sweating profusely after eating, and Yu Huiyin kept fanning himself with his little hand.

The two of them chatted while eating: "You haven't worked overtime these days, have you?"

"No, I was a little busy during those few days, and Teacher Su also took good care of me: in addition to helping her, she also sorted out files and collected materials."

No, it doesn’t matter who your parents are: anyone who is not a stubborn person will know how to treat you.

"Where are uncle and aunt, aren't they busy?"

"Not bad!" Yu Huiyin thought for a while: "Next month, my dad may be transferred to the capital."

Ok?
Li Ding'an paused, "Promoted?"

She smiled reservedly: "No, just keep calm!"

Good guy, it seems that he has indeed been promoted.

It's not clear, but it's only relatively speaking. I really haven't asked before, but the two of them have reached this level. Even if they chat with Yu Huiyin, they can understand something.

Her father has been at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and has basically never been out.He previously worked in the financial industry and later moved to the energy industry. He has held positions in Pacific Ocean, Cathay Pacific, Power Grid, Petrochemical and other companies, all of which were major leadership positions.

Yu Huiyin will definitely not tell lies to herself. The level may not have changed, but from the local area to the capital, from the enterprise to the ministry, the nature itself is different, so no matter how you look at it, it is a high promotion.

Her mother is also very powerful. She also holds a leadership position in the Oriental Group, the parent unit of Shanghai and Oriental TV.Yu Huiyin's ability to join CCTV and choose her own columns is of course related to her.

It's just that his personality is a bit... well, how should I put it, a bit arrogant.It has nothing to do with status and position. In fact, everyone in Shanghai is like this.

The two people had a very unhappy meeting when they first met. Jiang Xiuying was so angry that Li Ding'an was so angry that three souls left her body and seven souls ascended to heaven.He is quite elegant and intellectual, but he was almost forced to swear by Li Ding'an... It is also for this reason, plus the fact that his family is indeed unusual and a little sensitive, so Yu Huiyin rarely mentions it, and Li Ding'an generally does not will ask.

But sooner or later we have to face it, we can’t pretend to be deaf and dumb all the time...

Li Ding'an thought for a while, but still didn't mention anything like "visit" rashly.The main reason is that I feel that the time is not right, and I need to grow up again...

The meal lasted for almost an hour. Both of them had a quiet temperament, and it was indeed a bit noisy here, so they were ready to go back to the exhibition.

After asking for the bill and scanning the code, the two of them were about to stand up when two more men sat down at the table next to them.One was in his thirties and the other was in his early fifties. They were both very energetic. One had empty hands and the other was carrying a bag. Under his arm was a long box that was more than a foot long and only four or five centimeters in diameter.

The words "Summer Heritage Expo" are printed on the box, and it looks like the item was bought from the exhibition.

This place is less than two kilometers away from the Daliushu venue. Claypot Ju is also a famous time-honored restaurant in Beijing. It is normal for tourists and Tibetan friends to come here to eat after visiting the exhibition.

The key is the conversation between the two: "Teacher Shi, please take a look. If it doesn't work, I will retreat..."

The young man spoke and put the things on the dining table.

The older man glanced at the box: "Mr. Zhao, have you found someone to look at it before?"

"To tell you the truth, I just saw it yesterday...you must also know: Teacher Guan Dehai from Panjiayuan"

When he heard about the return and Guan Dehai, Li Ding'an suddenly became interested. He retracted his outstretched legs and motioned to Yu Huiyin, meaning to listen for a moment.

The two people sat down again.

"What did Teacher Guan say?"

"You say you can't tell!"

Anyone who plays antiques knows this: it means there is something wrong with the thing.

Teacher Shi nodded and opened the box again.

Li Ding'an also tilted his head, thinking: Guan Dehai is also an expert who has appeared on treasure appraisal programs. At least in the capital, he still has a certain degree of popularity and authority in the calligraphy and painting circles.What he has seen is usually not wrong.

After muttering secretly, the things were taken out, with a cloth bag wrapped outside.Li Ding'an also thought it was calligraphy and painting, but when he opened the bag, he found a bone fan.

As the name suggests, there are fans with only fan bones and no silk or paper calligraphy and painting. Most of the top-quality ones are carved from ivory, rhinoceros horn, tortoise shell, elephant bone, etc., hence the name.

No matter which dynasty, these things are not expensive, so most bone fans are still made of horns, bones, bamboo chips, and wood chips.

The content varies, but generally calligraphy and painting are indispensable. The craftsmanship is diverse, some are paintings, some are sculptures, and some are painted with gold.There are several types including carvings.Some are half-empty and half-engraved, some are completely empty, and some are only carved but not carved, and the one in front of me is the last one: it is only carved but not carved, and it is colored, so it is closer to "painting" and the form of expression is also More abundant,
Looking at the texture, the large boards on both sides are made of brown bamboo, and the small bones in the middle are made of ebony. Among all wooden bone fans, they are in the middle and upper range, and are slightly worse than those of sandalwood and agarwood.

It was a bit frivolous and looked a bit old. Teacher Shi didn't dare to "spread" it, but unfolded it gently.Look at the fan again: a strange stone with a bird standing on each side. On one side is a peacock with its screen spread out, and on the other side is a colorful golden pheasant.There is a white plum tree growing beside the strange rock, and its flowers are in full bloom.

Not to mention, the knife work is very meticulous, the two birds are lifelike, and the strange rocks are also quite distinctive, like a tiger lying on the ground, showing its majesty.

And the plum tree is lush and full of vitality.

Looking at the wood again, the large board is black with brown, mottled with stars, and has very fine black silk lines inside. The fan ribs are black and bright, and the light is discernible. It can be seen that they are all made of fine brown bamboo ebony.

It looks old enough, at least it doesn't look like it's been refurbished.

The only thing that's a bit strange is that the painting style is too delicate, too similar in shape, and the three-dimensional effect is too strong.

You should know that even the realistic gongbi paintings in traditional Chinese painting first pay attention to "spiritual resemblance", "agility" and "charm", and then "rigor, refinement, delicacy and lifelikeness".

Just realistic, not identical.

But this painting is not the same. Although it also has the style of Chinese painting, it is more biased towards the expressive characteristics of European oil paintings, focusing too much on reality and nature.

Looking more closely, most of the painting methods are really oil painting techniques, which mainly highlight "light and color" and rely on "realism of lines" to express the ideas of the work.

If it were a modern piece of art, this form of expression would be fine, but no matter how you look at it, this thing is an antique, so it feels a bit nondescript.

The key is that there is no money or inscription, and there is no way to establish a foundation, so Guan Dehai said "not sure", and Mr. Zhao also said that he wanted to return the goods?
He was a little far away, but after just a few glances, Li Dingan withdrew his gaze.Teacher Shi looked at it carefully for nearly 10 minutes before he raised his head and sighed again: "I can't tell!"

Suddenly, the expression on Mr. Zhao's face became more serious: Both experts said they were not sure, so what is the nature of this thing?
Of course there is a problem.

It's also luck. This year's exhibition has made considerable changes. At least it has an after-sales guarantee: you can return it unconditionally within three days.

If we want to live as usual, we can only eat yellow lotus as a mute and swallow it in our stomach with tears...

Just as I was secretly rejoicing, a voice came from the side: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, can you let me take a look at your bone fan?"

Mr. Zhao and Teacher Shi both turned their heads: a man and a woman, both quite young...well, their appearance is not average, but the key is that they both have quite a temperament.

It is common for people to like beautiful things, so many times, the term "judging a book by its appearance" actually has a complimentary meaning. Just like now, just looking at these two faces, I feel quite comfortable, and they are so polite.

Mr. Zhao nodded, picked up the bone fan and handed it over: "A handful of fakes, feel free to look at them!"

"Thank you!"

Li Ding'an smiled, bowed his waist, and took it again. As soon as he took it, he felt slightly heavy.

Ebony, also known as black rosewood, belongs to mahogany. It is not generally strong and has been carbonized underground for tens of thousands of years. The formation process is no different from coal, so the texture is close to "stone" rather than wood, so it is strange that it does not sink.

The two large boards are also made of high-quality brown bamboo, so at least the material is good.

The smell of staleness is also very strong, and the paste is also very round, including the silk thread connecting the fan bones, which is close to pure yellow, which is clearly an old thing.

Looking at the paintings, both the painter and the knife skills are excellent. At first glance, it is indeed a bit strange: European oil painting techniques are not used in Chinese paintings, and many of them have been handed down in the past, such as the court painters of the Kangxi and Qianlong periods. He knows some oil painting and relief techniques.

However, no matter how Chinese and Western are combined, it is definitely more Chinese and less Western. It still adheres to the "moderate" and "implicit" of Confucianism, and pays attention to "conveying spirit through form" and "harmony of colors".

But this is not the case: the style of painting focuses on a real and natural one, and the most typical "composition of three points" in oil paintings is used: far and near are clearly distinguished, and priorities are different... In other words: there are too many "west" elements.

Seeing this, most experts will come to the same conclusion: whether it is middle-of-the-road or foreign, it definitely has nothing to do with famous people.

Even if something is old, its value is limited.

But Li Ding'an felt it was a bit strange. On the one hand, the things were exquisite, not to mention the exquisite knife work and painting. The key was the style, which felt a bit familiar: I always felt that I had seen it somewhere, and there was more than one of it?
It is not that there are no Chinese paintings of this style, but they are definitely very few that can be considered antiques. Once you see them, you will definitely be impressed.

There are only a few places I go to the most, including the antique market, the National Museum of China and the Forbidden City, and the auctions in Shanghai... Oh, and the Shenyang Forbidden City...

Well, the Forbidden City?

In an instant, Li Ding'an suddenly remembered: it was the Forbidden City, not Shenyang, but the capital city.

Good guy, it came from the inner court again?
(End of this chapter)