Happy Tycoon

Good wine, good food, better mood. So this meal of wine was drank by five of them, which was called a hearty one.

When the wine was half drunk, Mr. Xiao Zhenguo and Mr. Xiao went crazy when talking about the old man, and he wanted to splash ink on everything he said.

Hearing that Mr. Xiao wanted to keep his calligraphy, the manager of Donglaishun, located on Nanheyan Street, immediately brought the Four Treasures of the Study in person. The old men in front of him are very well-versed, and he knows that they are all experts in the Palace Museum, and each of them has a very high status in the circle.

Any one of these old men left some ink treasures in his shop, it would be enough for the few of them to eat here for a year.

Mr. Xiao is an expert specializing in calligraphy and painting. In the circle of calligraphy and painting, even if you look at the whole country, he is one of the top few people. Now Mr. Xiao wants to keep calligraphy, and the manager of this Donglaishun branch must personally serve him. .

After laying out the paper and dipping the pen in the ink, Mr. Xiao laughed and drank the wine in the wine cup in one gulp, stood up and picked up the pen to write.

Swish, swipe, swipe I saw that Xiao Lao's pen was like a snake, and in just a moment, he wrote a five-character quatrain on that piece of rice paper.

Several people stood up and joined together. When Mr. Liu saw the word, he immediately called out Okay!

Yang Jing also looked at it, and saw that this calligraphy was a typical cursive script, and he could vaguely make out what characters Xiao Lao wrote.

Compared with the calligraphy and painting masters who have been immersed in this aspect for a lifetime, Yang Jing is still far behind in this aspect.

Cai Yi also nodded and said: There is no hundred years in my life, I would like to be always happy. There is good wine in the honor, and the chest is clean. Haha, this is a poem written by Tong Ji in the early Ming Dynasty. Tsk tsk, what Lao Xiao wrote this time The words are really amazing.

Guo Lao also laughed and said: Old Xiao is drinking just right this time, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such a high-quality article.

Xiao Lao put down the pen, crossed his arms over his chest, and had an indescribable spirit on his face. Obviously, he himself was very satisfied with the writing.

After looking at this picture for a long time, Mr. Xiao smiled and said: Not bad, not bad, I played quite well today. The main reason is that the wine today is good, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to write such good words. Come.

The manager of the hotel at the side said shyly, Old Xiao, you can keep this calligraphy with me? I will find everyone to frame it and hang it in the middle of the lobby. In the future, no matter when the old men come to my place for dinner, they will all free.

The mistake is that the words Nanheyandonglaishun are on the signature of this painting, otherwise the manager would really dare not ask for this painting.

It should be due to habit, Mr. Xiao wrote on the final signature On the sixth day of March in the 1898 year, Yiping and his old friend brought their lovers along the Nanhe River to the east. These two lines.

Today is April 21, 2018. 2018 is the year of Wuxu according to the Ganzhi calendar, and today is the sixth day of March in the lunar calendar. As for Yiping, it is Xiao Lao's character. Xiao's old name is Zhenguo, and his courtesy name is Yiping. Most of his calligraphy are inscribed with the word Yiping.

Hearing the manager's words, Mr. Guo said with a smile: Xiao Zhao, do you really think that you can win Lao Xiao's calligraphy for free? Obviously, these old men and the manager surnamed Zhao It is also very familiar.

Manager Zhao laughed and said: Who made me like Xiao Lao's calligraphy very, very much? Besides, how can Xiao Lao's calligraphy be measured by money. In the eyes of me and others, Xiao Lao's calligraphy is not worth it. It’s a priceless treasure.”

Mr. Xiao is one of the best cursive script masters in China. His calligraphy is extremely expensive. It can’t be said that it is worth a thousand dollars, but 50,000 yuan per word is appropriate. This calligraphy has a total of 20 characters, and some of them are sold for a million. Rushing to ask for it.

However, this manager Zhao's little flatterer is very comfortable, and the name of the hotel is indeed left on the calligraphy. Although Mr. Xiao is a bit uncomfortable with the words, he finally nodded and agreed to this person. Manager Zhao's request.

In fact, calligraphers and painters like them often leave ink treasures when they are in high spirits. Not only Mr. Xiao, but everyone in calligraphy throughout the ages is like this

After sitting down again, Cai Yi smiled and said to Mr. Xiao: I said, Mr. Xiao, you have lost money this time. Your calligraphy can be regarded as the best. If it is put on the auction for a few years, it will cost three to five hundred yuan. No problem.

Mr. Xiao waved his hand and said, It's okay. I'm in a good mood today. The main reason is that the wine is good. I wrote such a picture when I was in a good mood. I feel like I have made some breakthroughs. Yang Jing said: You have a lot of this kind of wine, don't you? I'll give you another jar of wine as a tribute to the teacher, and I'll send you a picture!

Mr. Guo laughed and pointed at Mr. Xiao and said, You old guy, you have a good abacus. Although Xiaojing's wine was bought for 200,000 yuan in a jar, none of us know it. If this wine is really put up for auction, the price will not be lower than your price!

Xiao Lao didn't think it was disobedient, and said with a smile: Who told me to drink this wine to find the feeling.

Yang Jing said: Old Xiao, don't worry about this, I still have a lot of this kind of wine in the trunk of my car. Boy, I know that several teachers like to drink a few sips, so this time I will give it to the four teachers. Come eight jars of wine, two jars for one teacher, it is considered as a disciple's filial piety to you.

The faces of the teachers changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Yang Jing even said the word disciple, even if they didn't want it, they couldn't refuse it.

In this circle, it is only natural for disciples to respect their master. Even if the real price of a jar of this wine can exceed one million or even be auctioned for a price of several million, they cannot refuse the disciple's filial piety.

Mr. Liu said with a smile: Well, the filial piety of Xiao Jing was accepted by us old men. I have never received filial piety from my own disciples in my life, old man. I am getting old, and finally I have disciples to respect me. My old man I'm totally content

Several people laughed.

The wine was indeed good wine, but the old men controlled it well and did not drink too much. The most they drank by one person was two taels of wine.

They are all veterans of the alcohol battlefield. Of course, they know that although this kind of old wine is delicious, they must not be greedy. The taste of this kind of wine is enough, if you drink more, you will definitely be knocked down.

In their identities, they must be exposed to 20 or 30-year-old wine. Of course, they know the common sense in this regard. Especially when dealing with this kind of old wine that has been cellared for 66 years, they are more able to control their alcohol consumption.

After a meal, it is natural to drink just right.

Back at the museum, Yang Jing took out eight altars of old wine from the trunk and gave them to the four old men, making the four old men very happy.

No matter how great they are, this kind of rare old wine cannot be obtained.

Yang Jing talked with the old men for a while, mainly because the old men told Yang Jing about some procedures and matters needing attention of the apprenticeship ceremony that will be held a week later.

(PS: I need to go out to deal with something urgent, and the number of words in this chapter is a little less.)