Pick up treasure

Although he got 40 yuan, he sold the landscape painting to Mr. Xu.But Wang Ding was still a little disappointed.I thought I could appreciate those ancient paintings at Xu Fengshui's home today, but with Mr. Xu's surname, at least I wouldn't be able to hit the barrel of a gun again today.

Wang Ding was walking on the small street outside the community, remembering that Jinlong's mother needed to be checked, Wang Ding swept away the haze and dialed Jinlong's number.

"Brother Jin, how is Auntie?"

"Oh, Wang Ding, I really want to thank you this time."

Jin Long was very excited on the other end of the phone, and Wang Ding asked, "What's the matter, Brother Jin. Thank you for letting me know what's going on?"

"Wang Ding, didn't you tell me in the morning that my mother may have a problem with the position of the appendix? Today we went to the hospital for an examination and found that it was really the appendix. It turned out that the hospital was sloppy during my mother's last appendix operation. I sewed a piece of hemostatic cotton into my mother's stomach. That piece of hemostatic cotton is the key to my mother's inability to heal. Now, the hospital has promised to help us take out the hemostatic cotton for free and compensate us for mental damage of 15 yuan Fei. This time it was thanks to your words."

Wang Ding was more than happy that he had helped Brother Jin Long to restore Mother Jin to health. "Thank you, I also hope that my aunt will recover soon."

"By the way, have you gone to Mr. Xu's? Because my mother suddenly fell ill just now, I forgot to tell you. Mr. Xu has a weird temper. You must be more patient with him."

"Yes. Mr. Xu's temper is a bit different. I went, and now I have come out of his house. It can't be said that I was kicked out, but it's about the same. I didn't appreciate the calligraphy and paintings in his room at all. I just sold the landscape paintings. By the way, Brother Jin, I sold the landscape paintings of Yu Ji for 40 yuan, and your 20 yuan is with me, and I will send it to you now."

"Don't." Hearing that Wang Ding was half-closed, Jin Long said embarrassedly, "It's all my fault that I didn't tell you clearly in advance, but I should go with you. Well, my mother is fine now. Just wait for me at the gate of their community, I'll take a taxi and drive there, Mr. Xu will still give me some face, and I'll take you to see it."

After Jin Long finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Wang Ding standing on the street out of the community, and he had to stop for a while.

Brother Jin Long rushed over, so he hoped to appreciate those ancient paintings. Wang Ding couldn't help being excited, but at the moment, Wang Ding had to wait.

Taking out his Samsung mobile phone, Wang Ding opened the page, and began to search for some information about Tang Yin on the Internet, because when he entered Mr. Xu's room just now, Wang Ding saw two works of Tang Yin hanging on the wall.

Wang Ding never fights unprepared battles, if he wants to get something, he must first get something out.

There is plenty of information on the page: Tang Yin, courtesy name Bohu, was a famous painter and writer in the Ming Dynasty.One of the four talented scholars in Wuzhong.In the history of painting, together with Shen Zhou, Wen Zhengming and Qiu Ying, they are called "Four Masters of Ming Dynasty" or "Four Masters of Wu School".

She made her mark at the age of 16 and was admitted as a Suzhou scholar. At the age of 29, she went to Nanjing to participate in the provincial examination, and won the No.1 Jieyuan...

Tang Yin's works are famous for his landscape paintings and figure paintings. Because he created more than a thousand works, there are many works handed down from generation to generation, and many works are also scattered among the people.

Browsing through Tang Yin's biography information with relish, 10 minutes had passed before he knew it, and Wang Ding closed the page until Wang Ding was a little dizzy from reading it.

Originally, Wang Ding thought that Tang Bohu was a literati and painter who lived unrestrained and unrestrained all his life, but after browsing the information, Wang Ding realized that Tang Bohu's life was actually very bumpy. That is, died of illness.

For a long time, Tang Yin made a living by selling paintings.That's why there are so many Tang Yin's works circulated among the people, and they were collected in museums after liberation, and Wang Ding guessed that the two paintings by Mr. Xu were probably received before liberation.

"Wang Ding."

Jin Long, who got off the car, saw Wang Ding sighing on the side of the road, and called Wang Ding's name at the exit.

"Brother Jin."

Wang Ding raised his head and saw Jin Long walking towards the road.

Jin Long was wearing casual sportswear in the morning, but now Jin Long is wearing a bright red Tang suit, which caught Wang Ding's attention.

Regarding the Tang suit, it is not the orthodox Tang suit and Hanfu that everyone thinks, but the "Qingzhuang" developed from the mandarin jacket of the Manchu costume in the Qing Dynasty. The sleeves on the shoulders have become the so-called "Tang suit".

Jin Long leaned over, Wang Ding looked at Jin Long and before he asked a question, Jin Long laughed on his own. "Do you think it's awkward for me to dress like this, but I can't help it. Mr. Xu likes it. I am playing an inner drama, and the old man will be moved. Let me tell you, Mr. Xu is very passionate about traditional Chinese culture. It pleases him."

Wang Ding nodded, "Oh. So that's the case. I said why the old man is not happy when he sees me, but it's because I wear a straight suit."

It is true that Wang Ding changed into a newly bought suit today in order to meet Mr. Xu. Although it was not a famous brand, the suit costing several hundred yuan made Wang Ding look a lot calmer.But Wang Ding never thought that the old man is a fan of China, so not only does his suit not add points, but he may even be branded as a foreigner by the old man.

"That's why I said you came in a little haste. It's also my fault that I didn't tell you clearly. And this..." Jin Long took out a bag of tea leaves out of nowhere as he spoke.

"This is Yun#South Pu'er. Pu'er is divided into cooked Pu'er and raw Pu'er. This is raw Pu'er. The old man likes to drink it very much. Bring this tea, don't say anything, go to make a pot of water and fill the old man with a cup. You go directly to the paintings, and you have everything.”

Jin Long smiled slyly and said that Wang Ding has benefited a lot at this moment.

"I understand. This tea is indeed much better than my apples! Otherwise, Mr. Xu won't accept it anyway, it seems that the salary is wrong."

"That's right. So you were driven out, but this time it won't happen. Now, you take this tea and say that you bought it for the old man on a special trip. I will add a few good words to you. I think the old man will not I will embarrass you again!"

With Jinlong clearing the way and Wang Ding following behind, he felt much better this time.After the two entered the community, the "museum" in Xu's old house appeared again just now, and Wang Ding felt a little uncontrollable restlessness.

Wang Ding did not have this kind of mood before, but maybe because he will be able to appreciate ancient paintings soon, Wang Ding just has an indescribable anxiety...

The two quickly crossed the neighborhood and came downstairs to Xu Fengshui's house. Jin Long also walked up the steps and knocked on the door.

dong dong dong...

It was like knocking on Wang Ding's heart.

"Who?"

Xu Fengshui's voice came very quickly this time.

"Old Xu, I'm Xiaolong, and I'm here to see you."

"Xiaolong? You came just in time, I was about to say a few words to you, wait until I open the door for you!"