NovelBonte Chapter 275 Cursive script 7 posts
Chapter 275 Cursive script 7 posts
Chapter 275 Seventeen Cursive Scripts
In Qingfengzhai, several guys stood in front of a display case.
"Mr. Luo..." After seeing Mr. Luo, the boss hurried forward and greeted him enthusiastically.
Although Mr. Luo hadn't been to Liulichang for some years, he was still very famous in the antique circle, and most people in the circle knew it.
"Xiaoqian, although your business here is getting bigger and bigger, but the things here are...!" Luo Lao sighed and said a little disappointed.
Although the words were not finished, Boss Qian had already heard the meaning of Luo's old saying, and smiled helplessly: "There is no way, the whole Liulichang is like this now, and there is no way to survive without doing this."
In his words, he was quite helpless.
Luo Lao stopped talking, and took Ye Feng to look around.
Boss Qian didn't pay too much attention to Ye Feng. In his opinion, Ye Feng was nothing more than Luo Lao's junior. Luo Lao brought him here for the sake of gaining insight.
The objects in Qingfengzhai are arranged quite regularly, and they are all distinguished according to the five major categories of antiques.
"Xiao Feng, what do you think of this piece of porcelain?" Walking to a shelf of ceramic antiques, Mr. Luo stopped and stared at one of the porcelain vases with blue flowers and a white background for a long time before his eyes fell on Ye Feng. body.
"Blue and white lion hydrangea pattern bowl." Ye Feng inspected it carefully.
This time, Ye Feng did not have the identification ability to directly open his eyes. Anyway, time is not in a hurry. It is better to give the result with his own eyesight, and then give an evaluation in combination with the identification of abilities, so that he can find out what he is in the identification of antiques. Insufficient aspects.
Although the ability of his eyes can help him clearly know the authenticity of each item, even the source, history and many other things, but for Ye Feng, he can accurately judge the authenticity of each item without using the ability. Authenticity, provenance and many other things, this is his ideal.
The same is true for gambling stones. Ye Feng has always hoped that he can achieve the same level as the legendary Burmese Jade King. He can accurately judge everything in a gambling stone without relying on the perspective ability of his eyes.
"How?" Luo Lao continued, the meaning in the words was obvious, that was to ask Ye Feng whether this piece of porcelain was authentic or not.
After all, it's not appropriate to directly tell the authenticity of something in person, and it's better to be subtle about some things.
"That's right! The blue and white is elegant, and it's a rare boutique." Ye Feng smiled and continued: "The bowl has a deep belly, the mouth is slightly curled, the belly is full, the bottom is full of glaze, and the outer wall of the bowl is painted with two groups of lions. The pattern of the play hydrangea is clear, the lion is bowing up and down to greet each other, and the fine brush perfectly outlines the shape of the lion's hair.
"Split the water and fill the color delicately, rendering the lion's bones and muscles more intense, concise and vivid, the eyes are the finishing touch, the porcelain vase itself is glazed smooth and moist, the overall glaze color fluorescence can transmit the flesh color, it looks like beautiful jade, and touches it like creamy fat , and the natural flash of the bottom glaze is a unique feature, all of which are the clearest features of the blue and white lion hydrangea bowl."
"You boy, the old man really admires you more and more! You have such eyesight at such a young age. In time, your achievements must be higher than those in the Southern Song and Northern Qin Dynasties." Luo Lao said with emotion.
"Grandpa Luo, you are just joking. How can my trivial tricks compare with the two top masters of the Southern Song and Northern Qin Dynasties." Ye Feng said modestly.
In terms of eyesight alone, he really can't compare with the Southern Song and Northern Qin, even some real appraiser masters, but if relying on the power of his eyes, even the Southern Song and Northern Qin combined will not be his opponent.
Luo Lao smiled, and the two continued to look around.
Every time Ye Feng saw a piece of porcelain, he would give his own judgment first, and then use his supernatural powers to identify it. After visiting all the exhibits on the entire ceramic display rack, Ye Feng's harvest was still very good, and he found many Details that I didn't notice in the antique appraisal.
According to his current eyesight, some general imitations can't escape his eyes at all, even those high imitations, as long as you look carefully, you can still see the problem, unless it is the high imitation boutique, it is not yet accurate to distinguish.
Compared with the situation of the small vendors outside, the proportion of genuine products in the 'Qingfengzhai' is still quite high. Taking the ceramics we just visited as an example, the authenticity rate has reached [-]%, and the fakes are less than [-]%. However, [-]% of the fakes are all high imitations, and [-]% of them have reached the top quality of high imitations.
"Xiaofeng, how do you feel?" Luo Lao said with a smile when he came to the calligraphy and painting exhibition stand.
"Overall, it's not bad. Although there are many fakes, the proportion of genuine products is still very high, which is much better than those on the street vendors outside." Ye Feng smiled and said.
"Of course, the things on the small vendors outside can't be compared with these regular shops, but if you want to pick up the leaks, there is still the best place." Luo Lao continued with a smile.
After viewing the exhibits on the ceramic display racks, Luo Lao felt a lot of emotions, but he felt a little relieved. Although there were many fakes here, they still did not fall into the same situation as in other shops. As Xiaoqian said, there is no other way, for the sake of living, he is also forced to do nothing.
Those shops other than Qingfengzhai, when Mr. Luo came here a few years ago, were almost all filled with fakes. Now that a few years have passed, the situation will only get worse and worse!
The authenticity rate of the exhibits on the calligraphy and painting display racks has reached [-]%. Among them is a rectangular wooden box, which attracted Ye Feng's attention when he walked over. Appraisal, this is a scroll.
Luo Lao was also attracted by this rectangular wooden box, and greeted the owner of Qingfengzhai: "Xiaoqian, what kind of treasure is in this wooden box?"
"Old Luo, what are you talking about? A few days ago, I was lucky enough to find a treasure." Boss Qian came over and said with a proud face.
For those who play antiques, being able to pick up treasures is something worth showing off.
"Don't be a fool in front of the old man, tell me, what is it?"
"A calligraphy and painting work, the authentic work of Wang Xizhi." Boss Qian opened the wooden box, and slowly unfolded the scroll, revealing a calligraphy and painting work clearly.
The pen is vigorous and powerful, full of wildness.
"Cursive script "Seventeen Quotes"" Luo Lao said in surprise, but from the situation in front of him, it can be seen at a glance that this work is one of the masterpieces of calligrapher Wang Xizhi, cursive script "Seventeen Quotes".
Wang Xizhi (303-361 A.D.), the most outstanding calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was born in Yishao, Langxie, lived in Shanyin, Kuaiji, and was an official to the general of the Youjun, so he was called "Wang Youjun".
He began to learn calligraphy at the age of seven. He successively studied under Mrs. Wei, who was born in a calligraphy family, and his uncle Wang Zhen. In Yilu, he created the running script of "natural quality, rich spirit and generation", which was hailed as "the sage of calligraphy" by later generations. In his later years, calligraphy was proficient and reached the pinnacle of perfection.
In the history of Chinese calligraphy, there is a piece of "the best running script in the world" recognized by calligraphers of all ages as unparalleled in the world, which is Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface".
"Orchid Pavilion Preface" Wang Xizhi's proud work in his later years is also the most representative work among all Wang Xizhi's works.
"Old Luo, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Boss Qian continued, with an unconcealable smug look on his face.
Luo Lao looked carefully for a moment, and kept nodding his head during the period. After a long time, he said enviously: "Yes, according to my opinion, this calligraphy and painting work is indeed the cursive 'Seventeen Posts' written by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi."
"Mr. Luo, to tell you the truth, I have had this calligraphy and painting appraised by Yidexuan. It is genuine." Boss Qian continued.
Yidexuan, one of the three most famous auction houses in the capital.
"Xiao Feng, what do you think?" Luo Lao continued to turn his questioning gaze to Ye Feng.
At this time, Boss Qian was even more sure of his thoughts. The boy brought by Mr. Luo was indeed for the purpose of gaining a lot of knowledge. As for the master of appraising treasures, Boss Qian never thought about it. Appreciating treasures is like betting on stones. , It’s all about the improvement of eyesight due to the accumulation of experience. The real stone gambling masters are the same as the antique experts, basically they are people of a certain age.
Ye Feng didn't speak, and stared at this calligraphy and painting work of Wang Xizhi's cursive script 'Seventeen Posts' carefully, but from the momentum between the strokes, and the feeling of combining freely and freely, it really looks like Wang Xizhi's authentic work, However, after careful inspection, Ye Feng always felt that the handwriting of this work was a bit frivolous, without the vigor of pen and ink falling on the paper.
"Imitation..." Following Ye Feng's thought, the ability instantly gave the appraisal result.
There is indeed a problem!
With this kind of doubt, Ye Feng continued to input more energy, and immediately got a clearer message: "Feng Tianyuan, a master of modern imitation, imitates works."
Feng Tianyuan...
When these three words sounded in his mind, Ye Feng couldn't help being stunned for a moment. In the antique circle, Feng Tianyuan is a well-known big man. If it is really famous, he is not at all compared to the two top-notch ones recognized in the circle. Master Southern Song and Northern Qin are weak.
However, unlike the Southern Song and Northern Qin who were worshiped and respected by others, Feng Tianyuan's reputation in the circle at this time has not been very good, and it can even be said to be very stinky!
This person is famous for imitating calligraphy and painting works of various famous masters, almost to the point of being fake. Except for a few top experts in the circle, almost no one can distinguish Feng Tianyuan's imitations, and he can be regarded as a legendary figure.
"Old Luo, Boss Qian, there seems to be something wrong with this 'Seventeen Posts'..." Ye Feng said slowly.
(End of this chapter)