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　　 This is a vertical ink painting picture, which was carefully mounted in a frame by the owner.

　　 The picture in the picture is a plum blossom, the plum blossom in the painting is light ink and soft, with thousands of flowers and stamens, and the plum blossom’s elegant posture and charm are vividly reflected.

　　 When the old man saw this painting, he sighed slightly, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

　　 When Yang Jing saw his grandfather took out the reading glasses from his pocket, Yang Jing also paid attention to this painting.

　　 The shopkeeper saw Yang Jing and the three of them standing in front of the painting, and followed him, and said with a smile, "This old man has a good eye, and he saw the treasure of the shop in the shop at a glance."

　　 Yang Jing and the old uncle ignored the words of the shopkeeper. Those who mix in the antique market can live up to the dead and make the black ones plain. If you believe them, you can surely leave nothing behind.

　　The best way to deal with this kind of person is to put more left ears in and right ears. No matter what he says, you can just listen to it as a joke.

　　 Yang Jing and his uncle are more concerned about the changes of the old man.

　　 Grandpa had been confused since he had the craniotomy, but at this time he was actively interested in a painting, and he also took out reading glasses. This change made Yang Jing and the old uncle smile.

　　 Needless to say, the love for antiques lurking in the old man's bones has now begun to dominate the old man's body.

　　 The old man turned his head and lowered his head, his eyes exposed from the upper edge of the reading glasses, looking at the shopkeeper and asking: "Boss, can I take this picture down for the old man to see?"

　　 There is nothing wrong with what grandpa said, and it is not like a person who has had a craniotomy and has damaged brain tissue.

　　 The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed when he heard this and hesitated.

　　 The old uncle is upset, "Why? Isn't your painting hanging here just for sale? How can we know if this painting is real or fake if we don't look at it? Or is the boss worried that we can't afford this painting?"

Yang Jing calmly showed his left wrist to the boss. After the boss's eyes were attracted by the watch on his left wrist, he said faintly: "I brought this watch back in France, an authentic Patek Philippe watch, but I’m afraid you don’t know the true value of this watch."

　　 The boss smiled wryly and said, "This painting of mine is really a treasure of the shop, but since you want to see it, I will pick it up for you."

As he said, the shopkeeper stepped forward and took off the painting carefully. Yang Jing took a glance and saw that there was no filler behind the frame in contact with the wall. He said faintly: "Boss, you can put this painting like this. It's not right. Even if the ancient painting is mounted in the frame, it is best not to directly touch the wall to prevent the wall from dampening and damaging the ancient painting in the frame."

As soon as the boss heard this, after putting down the painting, he gestured to Yang Jing and said, "Hey, you are a savvy person. It doesn't matter, my painting was only hung up this morning, usually this one. All in the safe."

　　 Yang Jing nodded, did not say anything, but put on his gloves and took the painting that the boss had put on the table.

　　 Although this painting is mounted in a frame, the size is not too small. Yang Jing took a glance and knew that the painting was almost 100 cm * 50 cm in size.

　　 put the painting in front of Grandpa, and Grandpa immediately pushed the reading glasses and leaned in.

　　 The plum blossom in this painting occupies most of the space, but there are some gaps in the upper and lower right corners.

　　 There is a running script in the upper right corner. Yang Jing carefully identified it, and you can vaguely see the content of the title.

"At noon, my head is faint and lazy, and plum blossoms are faint and rain is falling. Xiaolai suddenly sees the light of the sun, and suddenly feels like a wine sick Su. The friends are happy and happy, and they go out and walk around the mountain at random. The fragrant wind flows over the water. The path by the bridge surrounds the forest and the ancient red-walled temple is quiet. The mountain monk is begging to hold a bowl, and the plum garden is quiet in autumn. The wine of the cottage is sweet, and the sunset is slightly sweet. The date is to go to the southern suburbs tomorrow. First go to the Spring City to look at Xiaolan. Interview with Mei Mei's four old works. Wuwu Xiaochun, Wang Shishen, a resident of Chaolin, wrote at Songnan Library."

　　 At the bottom left of the title, there are two square seals in small seal style. The upper one is "Wang Shishen's seal" and the lower one is "Chao Lin".

　　 This inscription and seal shocked Yang Jing and said, "Could it be that this is Wang Shishen's painting?"

　　 Grandpa was still looking at the painting carefully, did not speak, and the old uncle did not say anything, but the shopkeeper next to him laughed.

　　 "This little brother has good eyesight, and you can tell at a glance that this is Wang Shishen's painting. Yes, this painting is Wang Shishen's "White Plum Painting"."

　　 Yang Jing rolled his eyes involuntarily, and said in his heart: "Wang Shishen's name is all on this question, can't I see it?"

　　 The old uncle over there took out the phone, and after poking a few times on the phone, he whispered to Yang Jing.

　　 Wang Shishen (1686-c. 1762) is a near person, named Chaolin, also known as Xidong Waishi, a native of AHZ County, and one of the Eight Eccentrics in Yangzhou, Qing Dynasty. He lived in poverty and embarrassment, was addicted to tea, and had **** with plums. He lived in Yangzhou and made a living selling paintings. UU reading www.uukanshu.com lost his eyesight in his later years, but comforted himself that he would never have to see those busy ordinary people again. I paint with my hands, and after unremitting efforts, I can paint better than when I am not blind. Good at painting plum and bamboo, Gong seal cutting, eight-point book. The engraving is as famous as Gao Xiang and Ding Jing.

　　Wang Shishen from the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou is a poetic person. He loves tea and plums. Drinking tea and facing the plum blossoms, "It's refreshing, and my thoughts pay for the silk." Of course, in addition to paying attention to poems, he also pays to paintings, and to the plum blossoms in his brushwork. The plum blossoms he painted are light and elegant, with a scent of cold air, to express his noble and arrogant heart.

　　 Jinnong, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, once commented on Wang Shishen's plum blossoms: "Thousands of flowers, with cold fragrant pipe collars, just like in the wind and snow on the Baqiao bridge."

　　 Among the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, Wang Shishen is a painter with a very high style. He was impoverished all his life, and used poetry and wine to entertain himself, and his writing was self-sufficient. He has a gentle temperament and has no struggle with the world. A friend asks for a painting, which is a generous gift. Even if he meets a vulgar child, he does not make a stroke. In his later years, he was blind, and he was still able to write cursive script as a god. Friends call it "mind view", which means that the eyes cannot see, and the heart is like a mirror. If there is divine help.

　　 When Yang Jing heard this, he gestured to his old uncle and said in a low voice: "Old uncle, people use their memory to judge things when they play antiques. It's good for you to take your mother with you!"

　　 The old uncle put the phone in his pocket and said, "What age is it? You don't need to memorize some hard common sense. What is the phone for? This is one of the uses."

　　 Yang Jing shrugged helplessly. Old uncle, who is lazy, can definitely score ten!

　　PS: Bow to thank "Purple Flame Tianjiao" 100 for the reward. Today there is a funeral that needs help from the past, so two chapters are sent out in a row, and I ask for a recommendation ticket.