Wu's jewelry preview was held very successfully, and there were many customers who placed orders on site. Of course, some styles are limited in quantity, such as the imperial green jadeite, which only has one or two places each year. According to Niu Sanpang, there are several levels of imperial green bracelets. The best imperial green bracelet costs about 10 million.
He didn't know much about jade, so he just listened and learned about it.
Niu Sanpang also ordered a piece of jewelry worth 1.08 million. Looking at the smile on Xu Jiaxin's face, she knew it was custom-made for her.
"Master Li, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
"We already have an appointment tomorrow, and you should pay attention to the news tomorrow. It is about the press conference of "Pictures of Emperors of All Dynasties". The authentic paintings of emperors are now available. I estimate that it will arouse heated discussions at home and abroad."
"Since you have made arrangements, I will take you to a place next time. Didn't you ask me to find out who has the wine collection for decades? I actually heard about it from a friend of mine. I heard that the person at home The wine storage fills a cellar, and the Maotai-flavor wine that has been stored the longest is fifty or sixty years old."
"It takes so long, so it must be quite expensive, right?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.
"I'm not very sure about this. The value of the oldest wine is probably several thousand, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands. Things are rare and expensive, and it's normal to be more expensive."
"I don't have time this time. If I come to Kyoto next time, I'll let you know in advance and I'll take the time to go and have a look."
...
Li Mo got up early the next day. Today he made an appointment to visit the old man in the Qin family compound. When he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw Chen Xiaojun waiting there.
"Little uncle."
"You called me before and told me that you had something important to talk to me about. What was it?"
Chen Xiaojun scratched his head and hesitated before saying: "Uncle Junior, I am preparing to leave the Qin family compound. Are there still any shortage of people in your company?"
"That's it. Just tell your sister-in-law directly. But you are doing well here, why do you want to leave suddenly?"
"I just feel that I am still young and should not waste my best time in the Qin family compound, so I want to follow you and learn more."
"Let your sister-in-law make the arrangements first, and you can decide what to do. I will return to the Magic City tomorrow. If nothing happens, I won't be able to come to Kyoto until school starts at the end of August."
"Thank you, little uncle."
"No matter how you say thank you, we are all family. By the way, last time I heard from my senior brother that you had a girlfriend in Kyoto. What kind of model is she?"
Chen Xiaojun's face turned red for a moment, and he said with a naive smile: "I work as a graphic model. One night, it was my turn to rest and I was not on duty, so I went out for a walk alone, and then I met someone who stretched out his hands towards her. I I saved her. Later, we often texted and chatted, and we became familiar with each other over time, but we haven’t developed into boyfriend and girlfriend yet.”
"If the other party is good, you have to step up."
"Uncle Junior, I am so beautiful and graduated from college, but I am just a soldier and have no abilities. I am worried that people will look down on me and just treat me as an ordinary friend."
"It's weird that you even look down on yourself, and you can expect other girls to look up to you. What my parents often tell me is that everyone has their own preferences for carrots and vegetables. How can you conclude that others are interested in you without even trying it? You don’t mean that.”
"Little uncle, you look so understanding."
Li Mo coughed a few times and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't know much, and he hadn't had a serious relationship yet.
Even if there is a first love, it is still a secret love.
"That's what it says in the book."
Walking to the door of the Qin family compound, Chen Xiaojun reminded in a low voice: "Miss Sirui's parents are still confined in the compound. When you see them later, try to stay away from them."
"I know it well."
Li Mo walked into the gate with a small bag slung across his body, and a nanny took him into the second courtyard.
"Mr. Qin is writing in the study. I told you to just take him over when you arrive." Gu Shen
In the study, Mr. Qin is splashing ink on a landscape painting. He is not only proficient in Song Huizong's thin gold style, but also has advanced skills in ink painting, but his ink paintings are all self-painted and self-appreciated.
There were two old men on the leisure sofa drinking tea leisurely. Li Mo recognized them as soon as he entered the study. One was Mr. Li and the other was Grandpa Shi.
"Xiao Mo, I'm waiting for you to taste tea together. Old Man Qin is hiding the top quality Tieguanyin."
Shi Lao waved to Li Mo and asked him to come over for tea.
Mr. Li also had a smile on his face, but his eyes kept examining Li Mo.
"Hello, gentlemen."
Li Mo bowed and sat down. Tea was already poured into a cup in front of him. The rich aroma of tea floated. It was the best Tieguanyin.
"Xiao Mo, this tea is not for free. We will need your golden eye to help later."
"Grandpa Shi, if you say that, should I drink this cup of tea or not?" Li Mo held a cup of tea in the air with a wry smile on his face.
"drink."
Li Mo took a sip and frowned: "Good tea."
Mr. Qin put down his brush and walked over and said with a smile: "No matter how good the tea is, it will be boring if you drink too much. Mr. Li, haven't the calligraphy you mentioned been delivered yet?"
"Jiayu drove here. The time should be up soon. Mr. Qin, why are you in a hurry? I'm sure it will open your eyes later."
"Last time, Xiao Mo found a piece of Zhu Zhishan's wildly cursive "Inscription on a Humble Room" in Liulichang. When I saw it, it didn't make much difference. Can your calligraphy shock me?"
Mr. Shi put down his tea cup and said in surprise: "Is this the authentic work of Zhu Zhishan, the best wild grass in the Ming Dynasty?"
"Haha, I remember that Mr. Shi also had an authentic calligraphy painting by Zhu Zhishan, so I said that Xiao Mo is also excellent at appraising calligraphy and painting."
"Mr. Li, who wrote the calligraphy in your collection? The calligraphy has almost arrived, but you still won't reveal anything about it."
Mr. Li leaned back and said proudly: "It's a regular script "Mr. Dongfang's Painting Praise Monument" by Dong Qichang."
"What, it's Dong Qichang's regular script? I really didn't expect you to collect his masterpiece."
Mr. Qin's favorite things in his life were porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, but he really didn't have a master like Dong Qichang in his collection.
Furthermore, the writings handed down from Dong Qichang are mainly running script and cursive script, with very few regular scripts. So when Mr. Li said that he had collected an authentic piece of Dong Qichang's regular script, Mr. Qin was extremely envious.
"Grandpa, the words you asked for have arrived."
Li Jiayu ran into the study out of breath, holding a piece of calligraphy in his hand.
"Here, lay it flat on the book."
Mr. Qin cleaned the table in twos and twos, and wiped it again with a dry towel without worry. Authentic works of Dong Qichang are not cheap, and will definitely not be less than 100 million.
"Jiayu, please open it carefully and let your Grandpa Qin take good care of it."
"Yes, Grandpa."
"Xiao Mo, please come and appreciate it. Dong Qichang's regular script is rare. The main reason is that regular script is not easy to work on. He believes that if the characters are written like 'calculator', it is not a calligraphy."
Mr. Qin called him, and Li Mo had no choice but to stand up and walk to the desk. He glanced at him and his expression suddenly became solemn.
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