The Great Feng Shui of Rebirth

Chapter 46 Ancient Fan Painting

Wei Xiaomo smiled, "It's not in such a hurry, I will send the detailed plan to your company another day, so I won't waste your time today."

Three days later, the entire Hunan city and even Hunan province were boiling. It is said that some experts will appraise ancient paintings and calligraphy for free on Christmas day. If you are lucky, you can directly participate in the auction at midnight on Christmas Eve. You can get a calligraphy and painting of Mr. Qi. You must know that although Mr. Qi's calligraphy and painting are not as good as antiques, they are still hard to find. Therefore, the literati and inkmen are in a commotion, and ordinary citizens are excited. Isn't that equivalent to earning for nothing, or not using it? You can get a certificate of appraisal by paying an expert fee, maybe there are rare treasures in the ancient books and paintings handed down by your family.An ancient folk calligraphy and painting craze swept across Hunan Province like a whirlwind.

At this time, Wei Xiaomo was sitting in the newly decorated shop watching the people coming and going on the street. The plaque in front of the door was covered with a bright red cotton cloth, and the passers-by would look up from time to time to see what kind of shop they would open. The key is that you can’t see the decorations inside. That’s right, Wei Xiaomo pretends to be able to see the outside from the inside, but she can’t see the special material wall inside from the outside. Now what she has to wait for is the ancient calligraphy and painting that she took the initiative to send over.

She has made two-handed preparations for the paintings on display. If there are too few participants, she will let Mr. Qi and Professor Zhou find a way to put them together. If there are enough participants, then there will be more gimmicks, and they will be displayed on a first-come-first-served basis.

There are still two days left before leaving the business, and the clerk is starting to worry, but she, the boss, is drinking tea leisurely.

At this time, a middle-aged man came into the store, Wei Xiaomo saw that he was holding a rectangular object wrapped in red cloth, which looked like a box.

Sister Fang went forward to meet her, "Hi, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lu Yunlong hesitated for a while, "Is this the tea painting workshop mentioned in the newspaper?"

"Yes, do you want to participate in the appraisal of calligraphy and painting?"

Lu Yunlong looked at the store, it was very elegantly decorated, but he was a little worried about asking him to hand over his family's things to an employee, "Is your person in charge here? I want to give the things to him."

Wei Xiaomo just got up and walked over, "I am the person in charge here, if you have any concerns, you can tell me directly."

Lu Yunlong looked at the girl in front of him, and looked at the clerk next to him in surprise, as if confirming, Sister Fang said with a smile: "Sir, this is indeed the owner of our Qinyuanchun Tea Painting Workshop."

Lu Yunlong tightened his grip on the box in his hand, but if he didn't want to raise some money, he wouldn't even be able to afford his wife's hospital bills, and the child would have to stay in the incubator if he was born prematurely.

Wei Xiaomo saw that his brows were furrowed, obviously thinking about whether he should believe it or not, so he immediately said, "Sir, let's talk in the box."

Sitting down in the box, Wei Xiaomo asked Tong Xin in the store to make a pot of tea. Tong Xin and Sister Fang were selected by her from the former gallery staff, and she believed in her own eyesight.

"I don't know what to call Mr.

"Lu Yunlong." Lu Yunlong's hands were still covering the box wrapped in red cloth.

"It can be seen that Mr. Lu seems to cherish this treasure very much. How about this? I don't want you to confirm it for us to keep right now. Can you open it first and show it to me?"

Lu Yunlong lifted the red cloth, and the first thing he saw was a simple box, the wooden grains were still clearly visible, and when he lifted the lid, there was a fan-shaped painting inside.

Wei Xiaomo leaned over, the painting is dotted with green grass and small trees, a huge boulder stands tall, a plantain tree protrudes from behind the stone, and lush bamboo extends to the right. This is an elegant ink painting.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a fan painting that was handed down from the Han and Jin Dynasties to the Ming Dynasty and reached its peak in the Ming Dynasty. Judging from the Zhu Yin, it should be the "Plant Plantain, Bamboo and Stone Picture" made by Chen Zun in the Ming Dynasty. Chen Zun's painting is based on calligraphy. , the lines are firm and round, the brushwork is elegant and free, with a very freehand style, it is a rare and top-notch masterpiece."

Lu Yunlong was shocked, this girl had such eyesight at such a young age, and immediately felt that she had met a bosom friend, "I still don't know what the boss calls me?"

"Mr. Lu can just call me by my name, my name is Wei Xiaomo."

"Miss Wei really has good eyesight. This is indeed a picture of plantain, bamboo and stone painted on a fan by Chen Zun in the Ming Dynasty. It was handed down from my great-grandfather's generation."

"Mr. Lu must have encountered some trouble at home, right?"

Lu Yunlong was stunned.

"I see that you are so reluctant, but you still bring it to us. I think it is because you are short of money. In addition, there is a ring mark on your right ring finger. It should be because the ring has been worn for a long time. In addition, your clothes are very neat, but there is a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine, do you dare to ask if someone in your family is sick?"

Lu Yunlong's eyes widened. She had almost understood his affairs in just 10 minutes, and every sentence was just right. Such a delicate thought is really a bit scary.

"Miss Wei really has a delicate mind. She is really in a hurry to spend money at the moment. Both her lover and the newborn child are a bit unstable and need to be hospitalized for observation and treatment. And I haven't found a job for a long time, so..."

"Actually, looking at you, you don't look like someone who has done nothing, but it's just that the time has not come." Wei Xiaomo looked at him, "If Mr. Lu trusts me, let us keep the painting first, I can assure you that except I will never have anyone else touch it."

Lu Yunlong was still a little hesitant. Although the girl looked very capable just now, she just said that anyone can do it, and he suffered a lot, so he couldn't be so careless anymore, so he put away the box immediately, "I think I'd better think about it first."

Wei Xiaomo was not in a hurry or annoyed, he lifted some incense powder placed in the corner of the table with his hands and threw it into the air, looked at it, and said without raising his head: "Mr. Lu, please sit down for a while before leaving. It's probably going to rain."

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Lu Yunlong thought that what Wei Xiaomo said was to keep him, so he went downstairs without saying much. When he reached the gate, he heard a thunder, followed by a few lightning bolts, like beans. Large and small raindrops fell, and he stood there a little dumbfounded.Even if someone knew that it was going to rain after reading the weather forecast, no one knew when it would rain, but this girl told him that it was raining now, so it really was raining.

Wei Xiaomo stood in the hall downstairs and looked at him with a smile, "Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Lu Yunlong had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down again.

Wei Xiaomo took a closer look at his face, the brow bone was high, and the distance between the brows was wider than that of ordinary people. Such a person belongs to left-brain thinking and has more ghost ideas. "Mr. Lu should have been engaged in management and planning before, right?"

"Yes."

"Your underappreciation should be artificial, and it's also because of feelings." Wei Xiaomo silently calculated that he should have had a love disaster, just last year, "Mr. Lu, are you right?"

(End of this chapter)