As the weekend comes, there is a calligraphy exhibition at the Palace of Culture. My sister is paying attention to this information and got the news early in the morning. So our weekend schedule has been arranged. On Saturday, we will go to the art exhibition in the morning. This is comprehensive and free, and we can arrange the time at will. If you go to the museum on Sunday, you should try to stay as long as possible to get the ticket price. The rest of the time goes to the antique market.
There are many people watching the art exhibition, usually adults and children. After all, the exhibition is free, and it is also a weekend. Many parents bring their children to receive the edification of art. But there are not many high school students like me who come to see it.
"Sister, you didn't tell me that this is a children's art exhibition." I complained a little.
"You have no foundation at all, isn't this more suitable for you?" Sister smiled.
Well, I seem to be really convinced. But Ning I am very surprised that the ideas attached to these children's works are actually very pure. Although the thoughts are not very powerful, their purity is comparable to those thoughts that have gone through thousands of years attached to the ancient books of the mysterious self-cultivation civilization. That is the vicissitudes of history that have not been washed away. And these are just the thoughts of a few years old and teenage children.
It is no wonder that when children are painting, they have no distractions, and their thoughts are naturally pure. And the works that can be exhibited, these children must have a certain talent in this regard. He is also very obsessed with art. So although they are young and their thoughts are not very powerful, they are indeed very pure.
No wonder it is said that learning anything should start from a baby. Comparing my elder sister and Huang Shulang, they have practiced about the same time. My elder sister was even earlier, and she received more care from me, which is a bit biased. The progress was not as good as Huang Shulang and others. It's because Huang Shulang and others definitely don't have as many distractions as an adult like his elder sister. Fewer thoughts, naturally pure, and naturally powerful.
Sister is right. This children's art exhibition is really the most suitable for me. Because their works are relatively simple works without too many advanced skills, it is just that I can learn a lot of the most basic content from the thoughts of these children and watch the whole art exhibition. Basically, you can master the basic skills of calligraphy, Chinese painting, oil painting and so on. It is also a shortcut.
Although there are many kinds of art exhibitions and a huge number, my sister and I only looked at a few of them with purpose. And because the ideas attached to the works are pure but limited in number, we only spent one morning reading the parts we were interested in. afternoon. We went to the antique market together.
Although it is an antique market, I know that the real old objects here are very limited, and most of them are antique imitations. Although I don't know how to appreciate antiques, none of the fakes here can escape my eyes. Because the thoughts left on fakes will tell me directly about the process of forgery.
But for me, even fakes are not completely useless. For example, some modern calligraphy and paintings are still very useful to me. For these works that can imitate ancient works in a decent manner, the forgers are also quite capable. Their abilities are not bad, and their technical attainments are naturally quite high. I can naturally learn their superb techniques from their ideas that remain in their works. For me, this has achieved the goal.
Fortunately, I came with my sister today. If I came alone, people wouldn't want me to look at their various antique objects casually. My sister was with me. They naturally wouldn't tell us that we would push them out of the store, but it seemed that we didn't come here. Selling things is still more eye-opening. The owner of the store didn't want to but couldn't drive us away.
"The items in the store are all antiques and are of high value. The two of you can look at them at will, but don't get started." The owner came over. Said happily. But I could hear the meaning of driving us away from his words.
"Don't worry. We just take a look. When we see something suitable, we plan to buy it, and then we will get started." My sister said.
The innkeeper looked incredulous, but nodded calmly. Eyes kept staring at us.
A pile of bamboo slips placed in a corner caught my attention. This is one of the few authentic ancient writings I have seen in this antique shop. This bamboo slip is not simple, I just saw it and already felt the breath attached to it. It is the breath of ancient vicissitudes. Definitely very old. Bamboo slips are the tools of ancient civilization. However, the cowhide ropes connecting the bamboo slips are still intact. It is rare that ancient bamboo slips can be preserved so completely, and it is even rarer that the cowhide leather rope can be preserved intact.
My consciousness just came into contact with a thought. Reluctantly, he took a step back.
"Zheng!"
A melodious and crisp piano sounded in my mind, and the crispness of the piano sound seemed to be able to penetrate my sea of consciousness. This idea is so powerful!
It was because of my surprise that my consciousness was interrupted when I was reading that thought. This is the first time I have encountered this situation.
This thought surprised me a lot, and it was able to knock off my divine sense. I have never encountered such a pure thought even in the ancient books of mysterious cultivation and civilization. You can see the power of this idea. No wonder this bamboo slip can be preserved so well, with such a pure and powerful idea, such a bamboo slip is naturally difficult to corrode.
I don't know what it is, but it's definitely a good thing. I'm so desperate to get my hands on this stuff. But I know that if I show that I really want it, I'm afraid the owner will take the opportunity to kill me.
"Boss, what is the content of this bamboo slip?" I asked.
Although the boss thinks that we are not like customers who are willing to spend money, he still said in a kind manner, "Little brother really has a good eye. If I say that the oldest in my shop is probably this bamboo slip. This is a real antique. ."
"The ancient bamboo slips should be connected with cowhide, right? It is said that this cowhide has been kept for so many years, and it is still as good as new?" I scratched my head.
"Uh, it's naturally well preserved, that's how it is. Look at the bamboo pieces of this bamboo slip, it looks very primitive." The owner himself felt a little difficult to justify himself. Because the bamboo pieces also look new.
"My brother is very interested in bamboo slips, what is the price of your bamboo slips?" Sister asked casually. My sister can tell that I have taken a fancy to this bamboo slip, otherwise I won't ask questions. We have visited many stores along the way, and I have been watching silently, never speaking.
"It's hard to say, this bamboo slip is so well preserved. It's very rare, as you all know, as long as the bamboo slip is real, it must be very old, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure. I can say that this bamboo slip is real. . If you want. One million, I'll take it." The shop owner said one million as soon as he opened his mouth. Really dare to say, one million can buy a house of more than 100 square meters within the fourth ring road of Yanjing.
"If you say that, then we don't have to talk about it." My sister shook her head. My eyes also turned to the bamboo slips and looked at other objects.
Seeing our expressions here, knowing that our feelings are not easy to deceive, the shop owner said quickly, "How about you set a price?"
"The price we offer is too far from yours. I'm afraid you will curse." I laughed.
"It's okay. You can talk about it." The owner smiled.
"One thousand yuan. I'd rather buy a fake as if it were real than if I don't. If I make a mistake in my bid, don't be offended." After I finished speaking, I looked at the shopkeeper very calmly.
"Oh, it turns out to be a connoisseur. But your price is too low. I can't do anything." The shopkeeper shook his head repeatedly.
"I knew it was the result." I smiled and looked back at other objects.
"Do you really want to buy it? I don't charge such a high price, 100,000. 100,000 for you. This thing has been in my hands for a while. I look at it and think it is definitely from the pre-Qin period. The bamboo slips. It is very likely that it is the piano score of the ancient tune of mountains and rivers." The owner said with some pain.
"I think it looks like it. It's just because I look like it, so I add another thousand." My words made my sister couldn't help laughing.
The owner also smiled helplessly.
"Fifty thousand." The shop owner actually gave in one more step.
"Five thousand." I seemed very embarrassed, and after thinking for a long time, I made up my mind.
"Twenty thousand." The shopkeeper asked tentatively.
"Ten thousand!" I finally gritted my teeth and said.
This time, the owner didn't hesitate any more, and said quickly, "Deal!"
This should be a very ideal price for the owner. This bamboo slip looks too new, like an old-fashioned one. No one would have thought that the reason why this bamboo slip is so new is because the above idea is too powerful.
Although the seal script above is not easy to recognize, it must be difficult for those connoisseurs. I can see that this is an ancient song from the pre-Qin period, and others can also see it. But the bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period can still be preserved even now, even the cowhide rope.
Taking the bamboo slips out of the store, my sister whispered, "Actually, he wanted to sell it just now after you paid 5,000."
"It doesn't matter, just buy it." I laughed.
"Is this really the real thing?" My sister naturally knew that I would not suffer.
"Definitely yes. Fortunately, this thing is so well preserved and looks like new. Otherwise it would have been bought by someone else. But if not, I don't care about this. Others want bamboo slips. What I want is this. thoughts." I was ecstatic, very excited.
"Is this the piano score of mountains and rivers?" my sister asked.
I pretended to be mysterious and said, "Secret!".