gifted collector

Chapter 166 Questions about the residence map of Fuyu Mountain
Walking lightly to Fang Ming's side and looking forward, Wan Hua found that Fang Ming's fingers were lightly pressing on the painting, moving slowly, as if he was imitating, or looking for something, At the same time, the expression on his face was quite serious, and his brows were even more tightly wrinkled, as if he had encountered something incredible.

"What's going on? Could it be that you are studying painting techniques?"

Although the appraisal methods of traditional Chinese paintings vary greatly, especially different people will have different appraisal methods and emphases, but in general, the focus is on the following aspects, which are the inscription and seal left by the artist. , the postscript inscribed by others, the imprint left by the predecessors when they collected it, and at the same time, it can also be identified from the texture, size, and mounting of the painting. Another important thing is the style of the painting, which mainly refers to the era. Style, after all, painters live in a special era, and their paintings will inevitably reflect the spirit of the times.

Wanhua has been researching the painting that Fang Ming is appraising for several months, but there is no result. During the research process, he also tried to find some basis from the technique and painting method, but finally found that Still doesn't work.

So at this time, when he saw Fang Ming using his finger as a pen and "drawing" along the drawn lines one by one, he thought that Fang Ming also planned to use this point for identification.

"Could it be that I can't identify such a method, but Fang Ming can? Is this impossible?"

Time passed bit by bit. Although Wan Hua stood by Fang Ming's side, he didn't make a sound. He knew that this time was very important to Fang Ming, and it might be the "checkpoint" in the appraisal process. ", once I speak out, maybe it will affect Fang Ming's thinking, and it will be a big trouble.

If Ding Hao was here at this time, he would be extremely surprised. He has been with Wanhua for more than three years, and he has never seen Wanhua wait for someone like this.

"Strange, really quite strange."

I don't know how long it took before Fang Ming slowly raised his head, and then he said such a sentence.

"Fang Ming, what's wrong? What's wrong with this painting?"

Fang Ming looked back in surprise, only to find that Wan Hua was standing beside him, and it seemed that he had been standing there for quite a while.

"Mayor, you..."

After waving his hand, Wan Hua said, "It's okay, let's study this painting, see if there is any problem in the end, and if so, where is the problem?"

"This painting..."

Fang Ming just opened his mouth, but stopped it again.

"Heh, Fang Ming, if you have something to say, just say it directly, don't be shy."

Wan Hua thought that Fang Ming had some scruples and it was inconvenient to say it, but it was not the case. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't know how to say it for a while—why did only half of the Pixiu on his right hand appear?He didn't understand this question at all now.

But since Wanhua asked, he had to say it.

"Mayor, can I just stay here tonight? I want to study this painting, you go to rest first? Just let Ding Hao stay here with me."

"Row."

Wanhua also knew that appraising antiques was not a short-term matter, so he agreed immediately, called Ding Hao in and left by himself.

After Wanhua left, Ding Hao also relaxed. Although he had become his confidant after following Wanhua for several years, for some reason he was still trembling in front of the boss and couldn't relax for a moment. He had thought about this problem before, It is too strong to think that this is Wanhua's aura.

Walking to the sofa, Ding Hao re-boiled water to make tea. He worked as Wanhua's secretary for these years, and Wanhua likes to drink tea, so he also practiced it.

"Mr. Fang, come, drink tea first."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Ming went to the sofa and sat down, and found that the air was full of fragrance.

"Good tea!"

Fang Ming nodded lightly. Although Ding Hao had made tea before, the time was too short to be as particular as he is now.

"Mr. Fang Ming, why don't you tell the mayor to take this painting back for study?"

Ding Hao poured tea for Fang Ming again. Just now Wanhua said that Fang Ming would stay to appraise the painting, he felt very strange in his heart, but of course it is impossible to ask Wanhua about such a matter. At this time, it is only himself and Fang Ming. Of course you can ask.

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "That's not okay. There are many rules in antique appraisal. Generally speaking, appraisals are required in person. If you can't appraise another day or people don't leave, this is because you're worried about cheating. It has nothing to do with familiarity, trust or distrust, but this is the industry standard, which must be adhered to, after all, money touches people's hearts."

This kind of rule has nothing to do with trust, it's just a rule.

It is a rule to avoid many troubles. Wanhua knows the rules, so when Fang Ming made this request, he didn't say anything like "I trust you, you can take it back for appraisal", but he agreed directly.

After drinking tea with Ding Hao for a while, Fang Ming went back to the table and carefully appraised the painting by the light. At the beginning, Ding Hao was still standing aside to see how Fang Ming appraised, but after a while he I can't bear to rest on the sofa -- there is no way, Fang Ming just stared at the painting, at most he reached out his hand to touch it lightly, or muttered something to himself, to put it bluntly, I'm on my nerves.

"It seems that we need to study more antiques in the future."

Sitting on the sofa, Ding Hao looked at Fang Ming who was not far away and suddenly such a thought popped into his mind, and at the same time he felt a little regretful, thinking that he knew Wanhua liked antiques, so why didn't he research it before?Maintaining the same interest as the boss is a basic job content of being a secretary, which I actually forgot.

In the future, we must make good dealings with this Fang Ming.

Ding Hao was a smart man, he made a decision right away, since Fang Ming could get Wanhua to invite him, he naturally valued it very much, it would be a waste if he didn't get to know such a person.

Fang Ming didn't know that Ding Hao had already regarded himself as an object of "investment". At this moment, all his energy was focused on the painting in front of him.

Money election?
The name seems a little familiar!

Fang Ming patted himself on the forehead. He always felt that he had seen the name on the painting somewhere.Frowning his eyebrows and thinking for a while, he finally remembered.

Qian Xuan was a famous painter in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty. He was born in Wuxing, Zhejiang Province in Huzhou today. He was named Shunju and named Yutan. ", namely Qian Xuan, Zhao Mengfu, Wang Zizhong, Mou Yinglong, Xiao Zizhong, Chen Tianyi, Chen Zhongxin, and Yao Shi, and Qian Xuan is the head of Wu Xing's Eight Talents.

"It turned out to be a cow!"

After the memory gate was opened, Fang Ming's powerful memory transformed by supernatural powers immediately exerted its power, and more knowledge related to Qian Xuan "swelled" out.

Qian Xuangong is good at calligraphy and painting, and has learned painting from many people such as Zhao Lingrang, Li Gonglin, Zhao Chang, and Zhao Boju. In terms of painting theory, he inherited the literati painting theory of Su Shi and others. He advocated the theory of morale and believed that painting should reflect The painter's spiritual characteristics such as morale and backbone, his paintings are often inscribed with poems and postscripts, which began the characteristics of literati paintings that are closely integrated with poems, books and paintings.

"The map of Fuyu Mountain residence? Isn't this thing hidden in the museum?"

Fang Ming scratched his hair, and after careful study, he had more questions.In his memory, Qian Xuan did have such a painting handed down to later generations.

"Dwelling in Fuyu Mountain" was painted by Qian Xuan for the Fuyu Mountain in Fuchuan River where he lived. The mountains in the painting are divided into three groups. Through unique painting techniques, the mountains are steep and majestic, surrounded by white clouds. The smog fills the landscape, and there are huts, small bridges and old men in this mountain landscape, presenting a beautiful and desirable life of a hermit.

"Fang Ming, what do you think of this painting?"

Fang Ming woke up from his contemplation. Looking back, he found that Wanhua was standing behind him at some point, wearing pajamas. He seemed to have fallen asleep but got up again.

"This painting is too bizarre."

After receiving the hot tea handed over by Ding Hao, Wan Hua took a sip, cheered himself up, and said, "What's so bizarre?"

"Qian Xuan is one of Wu Xing's Eight Talents. He does have a scroll of "Dwelling in Fuyu Mountain" handed down to the world, but the problem is that "Dwelling in Fuyu Mountain" is now in a museum collection. How could it appear here?"

Holding the teacup in his hand, he could feel the hot water in it, coupled with the fragrance of tea leaves, the exhaustion after a long time of appraisal gradually disappeared, and his brain became clearer, but the doubts in his mind did not diminish .

"Well, yes, I asked someone to call to check. The painting in the museum is still there, and the painting has been verified by a large number of experts. There can be no mistakes."

This painting was brought to him by a friend who has known him for many years. After getting it, Wanhua also studied it carefully. When he hit it, he was stunned, thinking what the hell was going on?

Even, Wanhua asked many experts to appraise it, and the result was very surprising. Basically everyone thought that the painting in front of them was Qian Xuan's painting, but the problem was that Qian Xuan's "Dwelling in Fuyu Mountain" Picture" has been collected in the museum, and there has never been any record that Qian Xuan handed down the same two paintings!

So after he got to know Fang Ming and knew that he was good at picking up leaks, he wanted to invite him to take a look and see if he could find out what the problem was.

"Strange! It's so strange!"

Fang Ming knew that in Wanhua's capacity, the person who sent him this painting must not be an ordinary person, and he must have been appraised before sending it, plus those people invited by Wanhua—there is no reason Are you saying that everyone is blind?

(End of this chapter)