Antique Dealer

Chapter 270
"It has nothing to do with you."

Tang Mingshan said: "In life, there are always all kinds of unsatisfactory things. As long as we stick to our hearts and don't do things that violate morality, we will have a clear conscience."

Fang Hao agreed with these words. In the end, Kong Yan just accepted the invitation to come over to appraise the authenticity of the paintings and calligraphy. He didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't do anything against Fang Hao. Fang Hao couldn't possibly blame him.

For example, Nian Kangshi asked Fang Hao to appraise a friend, and Fang Hao went, but Nian Kangshi's friend had a grudge against Kong Yi, should Kong Yi blame him for this?
That's the end of the matter, everyone continued drinking tea and chatting.

Kong Yan was very interested in Wen Zhengming's paintings, and wanted to ask Fang Hao if he could transfer the paintings to him.

Fang Hao is also ranked first in the promotion system level at this stage. This painting will definitely be transferred, but because it is involved in the case, he cannot sell it for the time being. Give the painting to Kong Yan.

Kong Yan is an authoritative expert in the study of calligraphy and painting in the Ming Dynasty. Fang Hao took this opportunity to ask him for advice. It is still the same sentence, even if there is identification knowledge given by the system, if it does not keep pace with the times, it will still be eliminated in the future.

Kong Yan began to talk eloquently: "In fact, people have been studying calligraphy and painting appraisal for a long time, and it is easy to ignore the background of the times, just like when we study the artistic value of calligraphy and painting in the Ming Dynasty, we must consider the role of social background on the art of calligraphy and painting.

For example, if there were no "Yongle Prosperity" and "Renxuan Zhizhi", Dai Jin would not have had the opportunity to transform from a craftsman to a professional painter, become an official because of his paintings, and finally establish a school.

It can be said that thanks to the social background of the Ming Dynasty, long-term political stability, and economic prosperity, painters can paint what they want to paint with peace of mind.These are extravagant hopes for many other dynasties.Therefore, when we study the painting circles or painters of a certain period, we must put the study of the background of the time in the first place. "

Kong Yan talked about it, and told him all the most important experiences in the study of calligraphy and painting appraisal.Although there are only a few paragraphs, the effect is extraordinary, just like teaching how to lay the foundation, and then, as long as you follow it, you will be able to lay a solid foundation, and maybe you will become a tall building just now.

Kong Yan's words had a very obvious effect on Tang Mingshan and Hu Jue, and Fang Hao also had certain value. They all agreed and thanked Kong Yan respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Kong, for your guidance."

"I'm getting old too, so what I've learned has to be passed on. It can be regarded as a small contribution to the study of calligraphy and painting. Besides, communication can promote progress." Kong Yan waved his hand with a smile, then picked up his teacup, and sipped Take a sip of tea.

"You are always so upright." Fang Hao praised with a smile.

Since Kong Yan did not hesitate to share his experience, Fang Hao, as a landlord, could not be left behind. He summed up some knowledge in his mind and communicated with everyone.

Unlike Tang Mingshan and Hu Jue, who were somewhat immune to Fang Hao's astonishing performance, Kong Yan was somewhat shocked when he heard Fang Hao's opinion. He did not expect Fang Hao, who was young, to have such deep insights in painting and calligraphy.Fang Hao looked at each other with admiration.

At noon, Fang Hao invited Kong Yan to dinner. During the period, he had been exchanging experience in calligraphy and painting. Although Fang Hao’s understanding of some aspects was not deep, compared with an authority like Kong Yan, at Fang Hao’s age, Kong Yan thought that among the younger generation he knew, no one could compare to Fang Hao.

After lunch, Kong Yan bid farewell and went back. He couldn't help but think of Fang Hao's recent rise to fame in the antique circle in the capital, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After returning to the antique shop, Tang Mingshan yelled for Hu Jue to pass on the conversation he had just recorded.

Before Hu Jue realized that the discussion between Fang Hao and Kong Yan was very rare, he asked whether he could record it, and both Fang Hao and Kong Yan agreed.

From this detail, it can be seen that Hu Jue's desire to learn is much stronger than Tang Mingshan's, and Fang Hao really likes Hu Jue more than Tang Mingshan. Even better than Tang Mingshan.

However, neither Hu Jue nor Tang Mingshan is likely to stay with him for a long time. One day, they will return to Xijing.

Therefore, Fang Hao also thought that he should also start training newcomers, lest the two go back one day, and he will fall into a situation where no one can be used.

There is no rush for this matter, you can put it aside for now.

Originally, Fang Hao wanted to follow Zhu Junda to visit the master sculptor Pan Zhouming today, but because of the delay in the morning, it was too late to go now, so he had to go tomorrow.

Fang Hao turned on the computer and was about to update the information on the website. Before he started, he noticed that the old lady Guo Xinlan appeared at the door, and behind her was a man in his 70s.

The old man seemed to have trouble with his legs and feet, and he walked tremblingly. Fang Hao hurried forward and helped the old man into the house.

The uncle sat down, and Tang Mingshan put the teacup in front of him: "Mr., take a sip of tea and rest for a while."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The uncle smiled shyly.

Guo Xinlan said: "Boss Fang, I'm here to trouble you again today."

Fang Hao asked: "Is this old gentleman having old things to sell?"

The uncle nodded slightly: "Yes, I need to trouble Boss Fang to estimate the price."

Fang Hao said: "Actually, Grandma Guo, you can give me a call, and you don't have to bother the old man."

Guo Xinlan said: "You don't know how greedy those children in his family are. If they know, Lao Jiang won't want to get the money?"

Uncle Jiang has one son and two daughters, and his wife is always looking for him. His son also passed away a few years ago, and he has two grandchildren.The two grandsons are very greedy in character, they looted all the good things in the house, but fortunately the two grandsons haven't taken a fancy to the savings in his hand, otherwise it would be miserable.

As for Uncle Jiang's two daughters, they basically didn't care about him, and they only made phone calls during holidays. At other times, it was as if they didn't have this father.

Uncle Jiang is soft-tempered, dare not speak out when angry.But now that he is getting older and his legs and feet are not good, he also has to think about how to live in the future when he can't walk. This time he found two antiques, and he thought about selling them for money. Can he let him live? Into the nursing home.

Uncle Jiang smiled wryly: "The family is unlucky."

Fang Hao was not easy to talk about such words, so he changed the topic back: "Old man, where is the object you want to sell, can you show it for me to have a look?"

Uncle Jiang took out two paper-wrapped items from his pocket and opened them. One was a jade biscuit and the other was a piece of ink cake: "Boss Fang, please help me find out how much they are worth?"

"Ok."

After a while, Fang Hao verified the authenticity of the two items: "Uncle Jiang, can you tell me about the origin of these two items?"

Uncle Jiang said: "To be honest, I used to use three rounds to collect waste products. I received these two things in [-] and I thought they were good so I kept them. But I didn't take them seriously later. When I thought it might be worth money, I didn’t know where I put it, and thought I had lost it, until the day before yesterday, when I cleaned out an old box, I dug it out again.”

After hearing this, Tang Mingshan couldn't help but said: "Then it should be easy for you to collect antiques before."

Uncle Jiang patted his thigh: "Hey, I didn't know what antiques were or were not in the past. Let's talk about broken furniture. They were either thrown away or burned as firewood. If they are kept until now, they might be worth tens of thousands. .”

Tang Mingshan said: "If it's huanghuali, don't say tens of thousands, millions of them are possible."

"Isn't it? I just don't understand. If I want to know that old things are valuable, I would have become a rich man long ago. So, this is life!" Uncle Jiang shook his head, feeling very emotional: "Everything is worthless. It's a thing of the past, and we haven't regretted taking the medicine, Boss Fang, how much are these two things worth?"

Fang Hao said: "Let's talk about the jade first. This is a piece of jade. It is old. It should be an antique jade from the late Qing Dynasty. It's just that the quality of the jade is not good. It uses a new oil extraction process, and its value is not high."

"What is new oil?" Uncle Jiang couldn't understand.

"To put it simply, it is a kind of old-fashioned craft." Fang Hao explained again.

The so-called oil extraction is a unique process of imitating the color of jade skin. Generally speaking, there are "old oil extraction" and "new oil extraction".

The new oil-extracting jade is a coloring technique that has continued since the middle and late Qing Dynasty. The technique is not very clever. It is nothing more than soaking the jade in a liquid containing pigment, and then either simmering it with fire or frying it in oil to make the color dip until it reaches the surface. The surface of the jade article or along the cracks infiltrate into it.

The jade ware dyed by this method is often rough in texture and strong in stone quality, and most of them are made by imitators for profit.

"The skin of newly extracted jade is often dry, without a warm luster, and it feels stagnant to the touch. Its color is also very abrupt and unnatural. On your piece of jade, there are blood-like streaks floating on the surface, which looks even more unsightly. nature."

Speaking of this, Fang Hao also took out his mobile phone, found a photo of a high-quality Qing Dynasty jade bi, and showed it to Uncle Jiang.

Uncle Jiang looked at the photo and compared it with his jade bi, and found that it was quite different: "You mean, it's worthless?"

"If you want to sell it, let it be 1000 yuan."

This price was given by Fang Hao because of the pity of Uncle Jiang, otherwise he would not accept this kind of thing.

"It's only one thousand." Uncle Jiang was very disappointed, the jade bi was only worth one thousand, and the remaining unattractive ink cake must be worth even less. It seemed that his hope was going to be dashed.

Fang Hao said: "I can only offer this price here, why don't you go to another place to have a look?"

Uncle Jiang waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, I don't think you lied to me."

Fang Hao smiled and was about to speak when he saw a young man rushing in.

When the young man saw the two things on the table, especially the jade, his eyes lit up a little, and he rushed over again: "Grandpa, you made it easier for me to find it!"

This young man is Uncle Jiang's grandson. When Uncle Jiang saw him, he hurriedly embraced the two things on the table: "Why did you come here!"

The young man said with an exaggerated expression: "When I got home, I saw that you were not there. I heard that you had gone out. Your old legs and feet are not good. I was worried to death. After asking for a long time, I found out that you are here. Come on, come back with me." go home."

As he said that, the young man wanted to go up and hold Uncle Jiang's hand.

　When I get home tonight, let's update these first!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)