Sourness

Mi Yue took a step back, and whispered to the old cat about Mr. Chu Kuo, "He is a calligrapher of the Ming Dynasty, named Chen Yuanyuan. This man is very talented and good at calligraphy and painting. However, his calligraphy works are not handed down many times."

The old cat asked another very serious question, "Is it worth money?"

Mi Yue thought for a while, "If it's genuine, it's naturally worth a lot. I remember that in the Spring Auction of Hong Kong City in 2000, there was a long paper scroll by Chen Element, and the final transaction price was more than [-] million."

The old cat keenly grasped the point of his words, "If? You mean this is not..."

Mi Yue covered his dog's mouth, "You didn't hear what Mr. Xie said just now?"

What is true and false? Can such words be said on this occasion? !

The old cat was stunned and smiled.

Half of his face was pressed by Miyue, and the two exposed eyes were crooked with a smile, as if he was quite happy.

Mi Yue let go of her hand, and glared at him fiercely.

Mr. Qiao and Mr. Xie and his group also noticed the movements of the two young men behind. Mr. Qiao frowned slightly, and asked Mr. Xie in a low voice, "Chen Yuanyuan's cursive script has rounded turns and elegant content... Judging from the style of writing, it is..."

Mr. Xie waved his hand slightly, and then said to Mi Yue: "What do you think, little friend Mi?"

Miyue didn't quite understand why Mr. Xie was following him.But he only came in at the convenience of others, since Mr. Xie asked him all the questions, it's not good to say nothing.

Mi Yue put the big hair on the ground, and stroked its head comfortingly, "Be good and don't touch it, I'll hug you when I see something."

Da Mao is not such a timid monkey, nor is he afraid of people.It always hugs Miyue, but it's just greedy for the warmth of this two-legged beast.

Mi Yue put it down on the ground, and it obediently dragged Mi Yue's clothes and followed.It had seen a lot of those things on the stall before when it was with those tomb robbers, and it would not touch them randomly.

Because if you break it, you will be beaten.

Seeing that it was obedient, the old cat couldn't help reaching out and touching its head lightly.Da Mao raised his head to look at him, seeing that he was an acquaintance, he didn't bother to avoid him.

The old cat couldn't help laughing again.He finds Miyue and his pets very interesting.

Mr. Qiao didn't quite understand why Mr. Xie wanted to ask this young man's opinion, but he still attached great importance to Mr. Xie's opinion.Seeing Miyue approaching, let him take a few steps away and let him come over to have a look, "Although Chen Yuanyuan's calligraphy is not widely spread, everyone knows that his calligraphy is 'never too square when folded, never too round when turned', and he is free and easy... "

Mi Yue nodded, he felt that listening to Mr. Qiao's words, he knew that he was not the kind of layman who didn't know anything.But what he knows should also be those things in the books.

Mi Yue took out the gloves from her bag, put them on, and looked closely at the scroll.

Mr. Qiao looked at Mr. Xie, and saw that he was looking at Mi Yue with great interest, as if waiting for him to express his opinion, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"How is it?" Old Xie asked him.

Mi Yue shook her head, "This... I'm not sure."

In such an occasion, being unsure means not being optimistic.Mr. Xie and Mr. Qiao naturally understood what he meant.But Mr. Qiao felt that he was a young man, perhaps only half a bottle of water.But he saw that Mr. Xie seemed to attach great importance to his opinion, which made him a little puzzled.

"Mr. Qiao is a calligraphy lover," Mr. Xie said with a smile, "He just came here when he heard that there will be this thing tonight."

The stall owner gave Mr. Qiao a thumbs up, "At first glance, you are a person with knowledge and insight. This thing of mine..."

Mi Yue expressed her opinion with the idea of ​​repaying favors. Seeing that Mr. Qiao was quite moved, she simply said clearly, "I don't like this thing. Mr. Qiao might as well take another look."

The stall owner hastily aimed his guns at Mi Yue, "You little brother, don't just talk about it, this treasure of mine is really Master Chen's calligraphy. Look at the sharpness of the pen, the twist... I said, little brother, do you know calligraphy?" ?”

Mr. Qiao wavered a little, "Mr. Xie, look..."

Old Xie nodded at Mi Yue, motioning for him to speak more clearly.

Mi Yue saw that there were no other customers around them, and even if she said something, it would not affect the business of the stall owner, so as to arouse the stall owner's resentment, so she whispered, "My calligraphy is not good, but this paper is wrong. It It’s not something from the Ming Dynasty, but something from the Qing Dynasty.”

The stall owner was also taken aback.Before, they were all struggling with handwriting, and no one thought that this person would use paper as an entry point.

"This...how is this not from the Ming Dynasty..." The stall owner retorted, "Don't talk nonsense."

Mi Yue ignored the stand owner's attitude, brushed the paper lightly with her fingertips, and said softly, "This is Jinghua paper, the Korean paper that was tributed by the Goryeo Kingdom in the Qing Dynasty."

The stall owner hurriedly said: "This can't be used as evidence. Didn't there be Korean paper in the Ming Dynasty?"

Mi Yue nodded, "Our country has been accepting tribute paper from neighboring countries since the Jin Dynasty. There were Goryeo paper in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and there is also a record in the "Negative Xuan Yelu" in the Northern Song Dynasty, saying that Goryeo paper is made of cotton and cocoons, and the color is white. It is as silky as silk, as tough as silk...there is no such thing in China. That is to say, the composition and production method of this paper are different from the paper in our country."

Mi Yue knew that among these people, only Mr. Xie was an expert, and when he said these words, the focus was on his reaction.Seeing Mr. Xie nodding with a smile, he continued, "But the same thing has its own characteristics in different eras. No matter how carefully the imitation is made, there is still a gap between it and the real thing."

He motioned Mr. Qiao to pay attention to the pattern of the paper, "There are also differences between Ming Dynasty Goryeo paper and Qing Dynasty Goryeo paper... If I read correctly, this should be Goryeo paper from the Qianlong period."

Mr. Qiao couldn't tell the difference between the papers, but when he saw Mr. Xie smiling, he knew that he agreed with the young man's statement.

Mr. Qiao was a little frustrated, and muttered, "It's a pity."

Seeing his father's disappointed expression, Qiao Ying couldn't help asking, "Paper from the Qing Dynasty? Is this thing from the Qing Dynasty?"

Old Xie shook his head, "The ink is too new."

Seeing that Qiao Ying still had a puzzled expression, Mi Yue reminded her: "Many calligraphy lovers like to collect calligraphy and painting paper from the Qing Dynasty. This is not difficult to find in the market."

Qiao Ying was also a little disappointed, but she still thanked him politely.

The stall owner was not angry when he saw that the business could not be done, and let them take a look at it casually, and then went to greet the new guests.

This stall mainly sells calligraphy and painting. There are two desk-sized stalls covered with a gray painting and calligraphy mat. There are a lot of copies of calligraphy and painting stacked in a mess, including framed scrolls and some stacked remnants of manuscripts.Near the edge, there is still a stack of old books.

Mi Yue rummaged through the pile of old books and picked out two.

The old cat had been paying attention to his movements, and when he saw that he wanted to ask the price, he leaned over and looked through it, "Prescription?"

These two books are both handwritten, and the handwriting is quite clear, and I remember that every page is full of prescriptions.The old cat couldn't figure out whether the prescription was worth money or not, but the outermost layer of these two old books was made of kraft paper. Although the corners were a little damaged, they didn't look very old.

Seeing his inquiry, the stall owner hurried over to give a further introduction, "These are all family heirlooms..."

Mi Yue jokingly shook the book cover.

The stall owner coughed in embarrassment, "The book cover can't explain anything... You see, the paper here is also old, right... How about giving two thousand for two copies?"

"It's not that good," Mi Yue opened the cover to show him, "I don't even have an inscription, and it's not very old... 500 yuan."

The stall owner shook his head again and again, and after some final bargaining, the price was settled at [-].

Mi Yue took out her mobile phone and paid the stall owner.

After walking away for a while, Mi Yue handed the manuscripts to Lao Mao and Qiao Ying one by one, "Mr. Qiao probably doesn't like such small things, you two can keep them for fun."

The old cat knew that he was returning favors, so he reached out and took it without being pretentious.Qiao Ying was not familiar with Mi Yue, and when she saw the old cat pick it up, she followed suit and asked casually, "What is this?"

Mi Yue motioned her to turn to the end and look at the small seal in the corner, "Taoist Huaiyun, this is the name of Xue Shengbai, a famous doctor in the Kangxi period. There is also the inscription Yipiaozhai here. The brush is elegant and dignified, and it should be Xue Shengbai's." The manuscript. As for this one..."

Mi Yue pointed to the book in Lao Mao's hand, "The handwriting on the front and back of this book is slightly different, but looking at the handwriting, there are similarities. I suspect that this medicine book was collected by Xue Shengbai's students or descendants. This part contains the prescriptions written by Xue Shengbai himself, and the latter part is likely to be completed by the writer imitating Mr. Xue's handwriting."

Just as he was talking, he saw Mr. Xie walking over, taking the two manuscripts and flipping through them.After a while, he handed Qiao Ying's book back to her, holding Lao Mao's book in his hand, looking back and forth.

Seeing his serious expression, the old cat couldn't help asking him, "Is there a problem?"

Mr. Xie shook his head, "No problem, I just think your book is more interesting. You see, this person put Xue Shengbai's prescription in the front, and the prescription he completed later also tried to be consistent with Xue Shengbai's handwriting. Have a very respectful attitude.”

He flipped through the front, and said with some regret: "The remaining manuscript has no preface and annotations, but let me guess, the person who wrote the book may be Xue Shengbai's grandson Xue Shouyu."

"Xue Shengbai liked to take him by his side very much during his lifetime. He was Xue Shengbai's favorite junior. He often helped Xue Shengbai with some tidying up work. He was almost a senior assistant. After Xue Shengbai passed away, he was the one who asked Yuan Mei to write to his grandfather. A biography. However, because he didn't mention his grandfather's achievements in medicine in the letter, he was scolded by Yuan Mei for writing an article, and he became famous for being so disheartened."

What he said was interesting, and several young people laughed when they heard it.

Mr. Xie also laughed, "Yuan Mei is Xue Shengbai's long-forgotten friend, and he admires Xue Shengbai's achievements in medicine very much. But Xue Shengbai was very disgusted with some phenomena in the medical field at that time, and he was unwilling to advertise himself as a doctor. He told himself the same way. Xue Shouyu is an obedient child, so naturally he would not disobey the wishes of the elders in the family. This is how the misunderstanding was caused."

Mr. Xie handed the manuscript to Lao Mao, and said with a smile: "Of course, this is just my own guess. However, this is the fun of Wenwan. Everyone can deduce the past history based on the remaining things. Maybe my conjecture is true. Keep it safe, this thing is good."

Mr. Xie said it was good, and Qiao Ying also paid more attention to this thank you gift, and thanked Mi Yue again.

Mr. Qiao at the side also felt that Miyue was a considerate child, and he had some appreciation for him.He also saw that Mr. Xie's attitude towards him was somewhat different, and planned to find another time to ask about the child's details.

Capable people will always win more attention from others.

The old cat held the manuscript, feeling a little bit of taking advantage of others, a little secretly happy, and a little guilty.

He touched Miyue with his elbow, "Aren't you going to keep it for yourself? Everyone said they wanted to invite me to dinner, so the gift is..."

Mi Yue shook her head and said, "Two different things."

The manuscript is a thank you gift to someone who came into the ghost market through someone else's door.As for the invitation to eat, Miyue felt that it was more to express her gratitude to the old cat for accompanying him to and fro in this strange city.

"Besides, I still cherish repair work more than collecting." Miyue said to him soothingly: "I'm serious, I can understand many people's interest in collecting. But for me, spending so much time, It's pointless to spend energy and money to bring an antiquity back to my home. Am I going to outlive it?"

Old cat, "..."

This question is really hard to answer.

"My job is to find out many things that have not seen the light of day, and repair them carefully, so that everyone can see the unique technical and cultural characteristics of its own era. To me, that's the most meaningful thing in the world."