God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 1444

According to Gao Zhenyang's drinking method, let alone three barrels in a year, thirty barrels is not enough to drink.

Xu Jingxing didn't do anything for a year, and he couldn't make so much.

Besides, it is impossible for him to waste his precious time on brewing wine.

However, this barrel is really intended to be given to Gao Zhenyang sincerely. After all, he has already taken advantage of Gao Zhenyang. Not to mention anything else, these two items that are regarded as bets today are worth a lot of barrels of wine up.

As for the future drinks, it would be great to be able to sell one barrel to Gao Zhenyang every year, or there might not be even one barrel.

No way, the output is so low, mainly because the water used for brewing needs to be converted on the dew plate, and the conversion efficiency is not high. The dew plate can only convert half a square of water in a day. There is really not much water left for eating and drinking. Every time they make wine, they have to save some for eating and drinking.

And even though Cheng Lupan is just a dead thing, it gave birth to such a wonderful truth as Cheng Lu.

Although Cheng Lu never refused Xu Jingxing's request, the more so, the more Xu Jingxing was unwilling to let Cheng Lu become a mere tool.

Therefore, the barrels of wine are limited, and about [-] barrels can be produced every year. Apart from drinking for his own family and giving a barrel to each of his close relatives and friends, there is almost nothing left.

This is still a situation where he is very restrained, otherwise, with his lavish habit, no amount of wine would be enough for him to give.

So seeing Gao Zhenyang's drinking method, he really couldn't bear it, "Mr. Gao, if you drink it in one go, you won't be able to drink it this year if you want to."

"Why?" Gao Zhenyang was taken aback.

"Because the landlord's family doesn't have any surplus food, do you think this wine is a mass-produced commodity? I have to carefully calculate the number of days to drink it, for fear of breaking the stubble. According to your drinking method, don't say I haven't changed it. Too much inventory, even if there is, can't afford it."

Gao Zhenyang scratched his head and put on a smiling face: "Xiao Xu, squeeze, squeeze out a bucket, I'll exchange Zhao Mengfu's couplet with you."

"Zhao Mengfu?"

"Well, it's Zhao Mengfu," Gao Zhenyang nodded vigorously, "Is it interesting enough to exchange a couplet by Zhao Mengfu for a barrel of wine?"

Xu Jingxing was very moved, but he took a look at the half barrel of wine left, and said with a wry smile, "It's really out of stock, let alone Zhao Mengfu's writing, even if you take out the original "Lanting Collection Preface" by Wang Xizhi, it's useless If you want to change, you can only wait for next year's new wine to come out."

Well, he lied.

In fact, there are three barrels of wine in the cellar, one of which is the first batch of old wine brewed in the previous year.

But he was really willing to exchange it with Gao Zhenyang, although the wine can be brewed again when it is gone, but it will be Chinese New Year soon, if it is used up now, how can I entertain guests during the Chinese New Year?
So I had no choice but to reluctantly refuse.

Anyway, as long as Gao Zhenyang really likes to drink this wine, whether it's Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy or Huang Gongwang's paintings, sooner or later it will become his.

Isn't it just to gather wool, slowly gather it, it is unreasonable to slaughter sheep for wool, and it is best to raise fat and strong sheep to harvest a stubble of wool every year.

When Gao Zhenyang heard Xu Jingxing's words, he hesitated for a while staring at the bright red wine juice in the big sea bowl, raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, then quickly closed the small lid on the bucket and tightened it, for fear that the wine inside would be spoiled. It seemed as if it had evaporated, and then stared at Xu Jingxing eagerly and said, "Brother, I'll make an order for three barrels next year, is that okay?"

"No, no, not that much."

"Two barrels."

"Just one bucket, Mr. Gao, one small cup a day, one bucket is enough for a year."

"Would a small cup be enough?" Gao Zhenyang grinned, "I'll exchange my collection for two buckets."

Xu Jingxing hesitated with embarrassment and fought for a while before saying, "Okay, just two barrels, now you can drink at your leisure, next year's wine will not be out of the cellar until March."

"Okay, okay," Gao Zhenyang was overjoyed, he tightly grasped Xu Jingxing's hand and shook it several times, "Wait, I'll pay the deposit first," he said, ran to the bedroom and took out a small box, carefully put it in the The box opened: "Look, Zhao Mengfu's couplet."

Xu Jingxing looked with his head, and saw that it was a poem couplet, or a famous couplet—the moon shines on pear blossoms and plums make shadows, and fish swims in spring, water and willows contain smoke.

The seal is "Zhao Zi'ang's" four-character seal script Zhu Wenyin.

The characters are typical Zhao style characters, with a square frame between the fonts, but the shape of the characters is slightly flat. Just like a lady hiding in the attic, she can only see her graceful figure through the window but not her face.

Moreover, the strokes of this character are very well-proportioned, with few changes but smooth transitions, and the curves are very gentle, just like the mountains and waters in the south of the Yangtze River, which are always so soft and beautiful.

In addition, the stippling echo of this character is very good. It is obviously a regular script, but the connection between the upper and lower strokes and the front and rear characters is very smooth, and the brushwork is more like running script.

Such a character looks really beautiful, its shape is graceful and introverted, and its meaning is smooth and warm. It is indeed the handwriting of a calligraphy master, which cannot be faked.

As for the seal, not to mention, it is also a typical style of moves. Although the strokes are very thin, you can also taste the charm of Zhao Ti.

What's more, Zhao Mengfu's seals are not too many, this "Zhao Zi'ang's" four-character seal script Zhu Wenyin is the most commonly used and famous one, Xu Jingxing can tell from the seal on the couplet that it is absolutely genuine.

Zhao Mengfu is very good at seal cutting, and the level of seal cutting is on the same level as calligraphy.

It is very difficult for an imitation seal to imitate the charm of the authentic product. If there is a problem with the seal, Xu Jingxing, who is also a master of seal carving, can see through it at a glance.

Of course, for Xu Jingxing to appraise treasures, his eyesight is only secondary, and the observation of spiritual energy and physical properties is the most important means.

Through his observation, he can be 90.00% sure that this couplet is Zhao Mengfu’s handwriting. Unfortunately, it’s just a couplet, and it’s not particularly outstanding. It can only be regarded as an ordinary handwriting among Zhao Mengfu’s many works, which is a bit regrettable.

But even so, this is Zhao Mengfu's handwriting, and it is still very popular in the market, and it is definitely not difficult to sell it for seven figures.

There is no way, Zhao Mengfu's fame and status are there.

Ouyan Liu, Zhao Kaishu's four masters, as calligraphy masters who can be as famous as Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, and Liu Gongquan, the price is really not expensive.

So much so that Xu Jingxing felt a little embarrassed.

By exchanging Zhao Mengfu's couplets for wine, he can take advantage of it.

But when you think about it the other way around, it’s normal. After all, the wine he brews is really delicious, and not only delicious, but also useful. Compared with those foreign wines that cost 10,000+ hundreds of thousands or even millions where?
Not bad at all.

Since those foreign wines sell for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands at every turn, his wine can naturally be sold at a higher price.

What's more, after careful calculation, his wine is not expensive. After all, he sells it by barrel, and those expensive foreign wines are sold by bottle, and some of them are sold after blending with new wine. Blending is also a process, which can improve the taste and flavor to some extent, but after all, it has been blended and new wine has been mixed.

Thinking about it this way, Xu Jingxing accepted this painting as a matter of course.

The market price of this picture is between 100 million and 150 million. It is quite suitable to exchange for two barrels of wine he made himself, and it is not a loss.

So he laughed and put the words away, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Mr. Gao, for letting go. When the new wine comes out of the cellar, I will send two barrels over as soon as possible."

Gao Zhenyang let out a sigh of relief: "Then hurry up, I'm afraid I can't help but drink it up in one gulp, if I can't wait for new wine, I'll go to your master's house to drink some wine, no matter how stingy you are, You won’t be stingy to your master, will you?” At this point, he suddenly became happy: “Hahaha, just do it like this, from now on, if you have nothing to do, go drink and eat while you’re free, hahaha, Lao Zhu, you must be careful when the time comes Serve the wine and the food."

Zhu Jinliang took a sip: "Don't even think about it. There are delicious dishes, so don't worry about the wine. That's my apprentice honoring me as a master."

"Stingy," Gao Zhenyang complained in disgust.

Then, a group of people chatted about anecdotes about rivers and lakes, antiques and boxing routines, etc., and the meeting ended around eleven o'clock.

Zhu Jinliang and Zhu Yuanyuan's grandfather and grandson drove home in their own car.

Xu Jingxing and Zheng Sijin drove their Ford Raptor back with a full load.

A real reward.

That one stone lion alone was worth Xu Jingxing's special trip, not to mention there was a huanghuali Yang Gong pan and a couplet written by Zhao Mengfu.

Before going out, Gao Zhenyang also threw the blurred stone statue of Qin Shu Baomen God into the pickup truck, and said loudly: "I'll see you off, it's useless to stay with me anyway, if you remember my Okay, just sell me two more barrels of wine."

Xu Jingxing laughed, gestured an "OK" gesture, and drove away directly.

On the way, Zheng Sijin asked cautiously: "Boss, does that wine nourish the body like those consecrated jade pieces?"

"What? Hungry?"

Zheng Sijin bit her rosy lips and nodded cautiously: "A little bit."

"Go back and let you drink enough."

"Less, just drink less, I'll try it," Zheng Sijin felt a little embarrassed, um, maybe he was afraid that Xu Jingxing was talking ironically?

Seeing this, Xu Jingxing laughed and said, "I'm in a good mood today, let's take this as a reward for you."

"thank you boss."

"Is it still called the boss?"

Zheng Sijin blushed, lowered her head coyly for two seconds, and then whispered "Master" in a mosquito-like humming voice. The old-fashioned accent was as provocative as it could be.

This was an unexpected bonus.

Xu Jingxing didn't expect that once Zheng Sijin relaxed, he would still have such a trick when he was forgetting his feelings. The night before yesterday, when he heard this name from Zheng Sijin, who was ecstatic, his whole body suddenly swelled up. Originally, he planned to die down. In the end, he pulled Zheng Sijin lively and vigorously for a long time.

Although it's a bit out of place, such small interests between men and women are really indispensable, just like he likes to read poems when he and Jin Xiaoxiao are together.

(End of this chapter)