I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 64 64. A luxury item inherited from the Chinese! Can I write my own work?

Zhang Xinhua?
Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and Su Haijun immediately frowned and began to think.

Search and select among all the famous calligraphers you know.

Which Zhang Xinhua?
The three of them looked at each other suspiciously, and they could see each other's confusion.

Because, they all thought about it, and among all the famous calligraphers in their memory, there was no one named Zhang Xinhua.

The live broadcast room was also full of joy at this time.

"Teacher Zhang Xinhua is so terrifying!"

"Here we go! Zhang Xinhua, the teacher of the interest class, will go down in history from now on."

"The three bosses can't remember who Zhang Xinhua is even though they racked their brains!"

"Who is Zhang Xinhua?"

……

When Wang Zhenhua and Li Hui saw the expressions of Qin Hanming and the other two, they knew what they were thinking.

Wang Zhenhua said directly: "Lao Qin, Lao He, forget it. Zhang Xinhua was Xiao Jiang's former calligraphy teacher. I asked someone in Chengdu yesterday and found out that the training institution where Xiao Jiang took the class has closed down. Teacher Zhang Xinhua has already changed his career and is now selling insurance."

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Everyone present was stunned when they heard this.

Jiang Chen himself looked at Wang Zhenhua. Did this old man specifically check on Teacher Zhang Xinhua? Teacher Zhang had stopped teaching interest classes a long time ago and was selling insurance?

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and Su Haijun all looked extremely ugly after hearing this!
How can a teacher of a calligraphy interest class, who teaches so many students at the same time and only teaches the basics superficially, produce any good students?
What’s more, that training institution has gone bankrupt and the teachers have switched to selling insurance!
This means that teacher Zhang Xinhua’s calligraphy skills must be average, and he didn’t teach any good students, otherwise the interest class would not have gone bankrupt. Even if it went bankrupt for other reasons, if teacher Zhang Xinhua was capable, he would not have been unable to find a job and had to sell insurance!
He Xianzhang stared at Jiang Chen and said, "Young man, are you kidding? Is it your teacher who forbids you to reveal his name? We are not outsiders here. Your teacher and I may be old friends. This way, we are all one family, and we can prevent the Dragon King Temple from being washed away by the flood."

He Xianzhang immediately thought that Jiang Chen said this on purpose and did not want to reveal the name of his real calligraphy teacher. Perhaps his teacher had instructed him to do so.

Qin Hanming and Su Haijun looked at Jiang Chen with the same expression.

Wang Zhenhua and Li Hui were both silent. They also wanted to know whether there was a famous calligraphy teacher behind Jiang Chen.

Obviously, they investigated teacher Zhang Xinhua, and they didn't believe that Zhang Xinhua could teach a calligraphy genius like Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen shook his head affirmatively: "Old sir, I never lie! I didn't have any other teachers. I learned the basics of calligraphy from Teacher Zhang Xinhua, and then I slowly figured it out and practiced it on my own. I didn't know what level my calligraphy was until I met President Li and the others yesterday."

He Xianzhang and Qin Hanming looked at Li Hui.

Li Hui nodded: "Yesterday morning, when Lao Wang was writing in the park, Xiao Jiang was doing morning exercises there. He saw Lao Wang writing and said that Lao Wang's writing was average and only superficial! Lao Wang was not convinced and asked Xiao Jiang to write four words. Then Lao Wang threw his own words into the trash can."

"The four words written by Xiao Jiang are still hanging in my office. Several people from the association have come to see them."

He Xianzhang and Qin Hanming still looked at Jiang Chen with some suspicion, and still didn't quite believe that Jiang Chen didn't have a famous teacher.

There has been a saying since ancient times that knowledge is passed down and poetry and books are handed down from generation to generation. Without the inheritance of knowledge, it is difficult to achieve great success.

Jiang Chen didn't want to continue arguing with them. He had a clear conscience and asked directly, "Boss, I'm just a customer who comes to buy the four treasures of the study. I wonder if this calligraphy of mine is worthy of buying a set of fine brushes, inkstones, paper, and inkstone?"

He Xianzhang and Su Haijun, both master and disciple, did not want to talk anymore. They just continued to look at the four words on the table in amazement.

Qin Hanming also temporarily put aside his doubts, looked at Jiang Chen and said, "Of course! Your calligraphy can be regarded as a masterpiece across the country, and you are not too old, so you have a promising future. You only need to write your name on this calligraphy, and you will be eligible to buy my four treasures of the study. Since this is your first time here, I will give you a set for free."

"But I'll also hang up your words!"

Jiang Chen didn't care: "Sure!"

Qin Hanming extended his hand and said, "Please, I will show you a set of four treasures of the study that just arrived yesterday. They are all made by famous artists."

Wang Zhenhua smiled and said, "Lao Qin, your set of four treasures of the study just arrived yesterday, and you sent Xiao Jiang away? I remember that you collected a set of four treasures of the study that was of the highest quality handed down from generation to generation!"

He Xianzhang looked at Qin Hanming. He had been coveting the set of four treasures of the study in Qin Hanming's hand for a long time, but unfortunately, he wanted to buy it, but Qin Hanming refused to sell it. Even though he was the vice president of the Jinling Calligraphy Association and a nationally renowned calligrapher, and he had left two of his works here, he was not eligible to buy it.

Jiang Chen looked at Qin Hanming curiously.

Qin Hanming glared at Wang Zhenhua and said, "Although Xiao Jiang's calligraphy is already a masterpiece of a famous master and has a promising future, he is not yet qualified to buy that set of masterpieces! Moreover, the set of four treasures of the study that I just received yesterday is not an ordinary thing. They were all produced as tribute during the Ming and Qing dynasties."

"The brush is a Hu brush produced in Huzhou, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It is made by a famous artist. Only ten are made each year. I could only get two this year. They were originally reserved by an acquaintance, but I sold them to Xiao Jiang because of his amazing calligraphy. Otherwise, even if you want to buy it, you can only try your luck next year!"

"The inkstone is from the Tao inkstone in Longnan, also a work of a famous artist. Only five inkstones are released every year. I only got one this year. I originally wanted to keep it for my own use, but now I am also selling it to my little brother!"

"The ink is from Suzhou next door, and it is naturally a masterpiece of a famous artist. We only accept custom orders, and we only accept ten orders a year. I placed an order and wanted to give it to my granddaughter as a gift, but now I have to sell it to my little brother!"

"As for paper, I have only the finest rice paper here. Each piece is made by hand using traditional methods. You can't buy it in ordinary stores outside!"

"Old Wang, do you still think that my set of four treasures of the study is an ordinary thing?"

After hearing this, Wang Zhenhua smiled awkwardly and stopped talking, but his eyes were full of desire.

Such a set of four treasures of the study is a fatal temptation for people who love calligraphy. Although he has good things of the same grade, who would complain about having too many good things like this?

If possible, he also wants to buy one.

Wang Zhenhua asked in a low voice: "Then I will reserve one for next year!"

Qin Hanming shook his head: "You have no chance! I want to keep it for myself next year." The live broadcast room also exploded at this time.

The number of people online is approaching 50,000.

"Can any popular science expert explain the four treasures of the study that the boss mentioned?"

"Here we go! The emperor of popular science is here again. The Hu brush that the boss is talking about is a luxury item among brushes. It was a tribute item during the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. Now an ordinary Hu brush costs hundreds of dollars. The limited edition Hu brushes made by famous artists cost thousands to tens of thousands of dollars. Ordinary people cannot afford it."

"Tao inkstones come from Longnan. They are also precious inkstones that were tribute-level in history. Now, an ordinary Tao inkstone costs thousands of yuan, and a custom-made one from a famous artist costs at least tens of thousands!"

"As for Su ink, forget about it. This is the work of a Suzhou ink-making family. In the early years, it was also supplied exclusively to the royal family. Now it also only accepts high-end customization. Ordinary people outside have never heard of it, let alone seen or bought it! The price of a square of Su ink starts at at least 50,000, and high-end famous products start at 100,000!"

"The boss said that the top-grade Xuan paper in his shop is made by hand using ancient methods. Outside, it costs five yuan per sheet, and the better ones cost ten yuan per sheet. You may not even be able to buy it. Practicing calligraphy with this kind of Xuan paper is really like writing with money!"

"These are all luxury goods that belong to our Chinese heritage. They cannot be compared with the luxury goods such as bags and shoes that you see from foreigners."

"Yes, the luxury goods passed down by our ancestors are hard for ordinary people like us to buy! Unlike foreign luxury goods, they open exclusive stores for you and everyone knows about them."

"Sure enough, since ancient times, there have been no poor people among scholars."

"No wonder calligraphy is declining now. Who can afford these top-notch four treasures of the study?"

"I've seen it, I've seen it."

"Thank you, Lao Jiang, for opening our eyes."

"Hahaha, a sense of cultural confidence arises spontaneously."

"I bought a Hu brush online for more than 300 yuan. It is indeed smoother to use than an ordinary brush, and it makes me feel more confident when writing."

“Is it too late for me to practice calligraphy now?”

"By the way, does no one care that the terrifying teacher Zhang Xinhua has switched to selling insurance?"

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He Xianzhang, Su Haijun and Li Hui all showed a trace of envy after listening to Qin Hanming's introduction. They all wanted to buy a set of such a famous-grade set of four treasures of the study!
However, they know that it is difficult to buy such high-end brands even if they want to.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised after hearing this. Although he didn't know how great the origins of these four treasures of the study were, they sounded very impressive. He immediately said to Qin Hanming, "Thank you, boss. I'll take this set."

This kind of thing doesn't sound cheap, probably starting from several hundred thousand. Jiang Chen feels that this is enough for his own use.

Qin Hanming nodded: "Okay, I'll get it for you!"

After saying that, Qin Hanming turned and walked into the room, then took out three boxes.

The Hu brush, Tao inkstone, and Su ink were all packed in a simple and exquisite wooden box. Qin Hanming handed them to Jiang Chen solemnly, "Little brother, you are the youngest calligraphy master I have ever met. I hope this set of things can help you make further progress. As for the rice paper for writing, anyone who is eligible to buy from me can order the pure handmade rice paper made by the ancient method at any time, but you can only order a maximum of 300 sheets a year. There will be no more."

Jiang Chen took the three boxes and nodded, "Thank you, boss!"

Qin Hanming shook his head and said, "Don't call me boss. My name is Qin Hanming. If you want to be polite, just call me Lao Qin."

Jiang Chen also smiled and said, "My name is Jiang Chen, you can also call me Old Jiang!"

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The people nearby couldn't help but twitch their lips after hearing this.

Lao Qin, Lao Jiang, if someone didn’t know, they would think you were the same age.

Qin Hanming also smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call you Lao Jiang! Come, try this set of stationery and see if it works for you. Lao Jiang, if you use this set of stationery again and leave a piece of calligraphy, you can take it away for free."

Jiang Chen: "Oh? Take it away for free?"

Qin Hanming nodded and smiled, "Yes, everyone who comes here for the first time can take one set away for free! But they have to leave two pieces of calligraphy. The first one will show whether they are qualified; the second one will be written with the new four treasures of the study. I will frame both sets of calligraphy and hang them outside for anyone to see!"

Jiang Chen and Han Qing both nodded slightly. No wonder they saw so many names outside with two works. So that's how it is.

Jiang Chen followed the local customs and nodded, "Okay!"

Qin Hanming immediately helped Jiang Chen unpack the Hu brush, Su inkstone, and Tao inkstone, and handed them to Jiang Chen personally: "You can use them directly!"

Seeing Jiang Chen happily playing with these three famous items, Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Su Haijun were almost certain that Jiang Chen was not lying and he probably did not have a famous teacher to teach him.

because……

If Jiang Chen had a calligraphy master as his teacher, he would have definitely seen similar masterpieces, and they would not be so novel and surprising.

This is indeed the first time I have seen Jiang Chen like this. That kind of love that comes from the heart cannot be faked!

Qin Hanming personally spread rice paper on Jiang Chen, put a paperweight on it, and used the newly opened Su ink to grind ink on the newly opened Tao inkstone. He extended his hand and invited him, "Old Jiang, please!"

Jiang Chen smiled, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. A fresh fragrance filled his nose. His heart was moved and he said, "Can I write my own work?"

After hearing this, several people were stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Chen with confusion, not knowing what Jiang Chen meant.

Your own work?
Of course the words you write are your own work?

(End of this chapter)