Zhao Jinyu took the scroll that passed through Zhou Weimin and was finally handed to him by Mr. Fang. He did not open it immediately, but asked, "Old man, what is this?"
"Open it and take a look," the old man said with a smile.
"Mr. Qi Baishi's painting, is this his early work?" Zhao Jinyu looked at the signature on the left side of the scroll and said with some uncertainty.
As for what appeared after the Song Dynasty, including various modern celebrity calligraphy and paintings, treasures and antiques, etc., he knew more about them through some information books. He had seen an authentic work by Mr. Qi Baishi at an exhibition some time ago. It was a work by the old man in his later years. Obviously, his brushwork was more energetic than this one.
This scroll is not very old in terms of age. It is just that the collector may not have kept it well and it has become damp and moldy. There are several obvious stains and damage on the screen, which has affected its collection value to a certain extent. But even so , also quite rare.
After Zhao Jinyu finished admiring it, he carefully circled the scroll and prepared to hand it back to the old man. Mr. Fang waved his hand, "What are you doing for me? It's just for you. I know you will turn 18 soon, so this is an early birthday gift for you."
"This gift is too heavy!" I dare not accept it!
Seeing that Zhao Jinyu was about to give in, he continued, "I got it by chance a few years ago. I don't like these, and they are kept at the bottom of the box here and never see the light of day. You happen to like these, so it is considered as a gift to give them to you now. It finds the right person. There's just something wrong with this painting, don't take it personally."
Zhao Jinyu is very accomplished in calligraphy and painting, but he is not very fond of the works of many well-known calligraphers and painters in modern times. Even the so-called famous calligraphy and paintings that are sought after by many modern people have always lacked interest, let alone deliberately collecting them. However, the works of Mr. Qi Baishi are among the few modern calligraphers and painters who can be noticed by him. , he naturally liked this work very much.
The old man said this, so he did not continue to give in, but nodded, "Thank you very much. The stains on it are not too damaged. I will try to repair them when I get back. It shouldn't be a big problem."
"Xiao Zhao also knows how to restore calligraphy and paintings, so it is even more appropriate to give this painting to you."
He smiled and nodded, "Know a little bit. If it doesn't work, I'll ask some experts for advice."
Zhao Jinyu said that he knew a little bit, which was definitely a modest statement. In his previous life, the brothers of the Cui family were quite accomplished in calligraphy and painting, and they all knew some restoration skills due to their interest. Especially when he was with Mr. Yang, he was even more interested in this. spent a lot of time researching. Although this work has been damaged to some extent, it is not particularly serious. As long as it takes more time and effort, there is a high hope that it can be restored.
After the old man took a nap, Zhao Jinyu got up and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Zhou Weimin, who was sending him out, "I will come back next week. If the old man feels uncomfortable in any way, remember to call me."
Mr. Fang's body has basically returned to normal, and now it's just daily maintenance. There are other health doctors around him on weekdays, and he doesn't need to keep an eye on him all the time. It's just that he can be regarded as Fang Lao's attending doctor now, and he still has to come here often to help look after him. He usually comes here every other week if not frequently.
Zhao Jinyu went back to the courtyard directly from Mr. Fang. He wanted to repair the painting by himself. There were many things that had to be prepared in advance. For example, there are work desks, bristle brushes, knives, brushes, rulers, etc. These are all tools used when repairing calligraphy and paintings. Many of them require someone to buy them, and a few of them even require him to make them himself.
He had just walked in and had not sat down for a while. When he was chatting with Aunt Mei in the living room, he saw Wang Qiang coming in from outside.
While Wang Qiang sat down, he handed him a document bag and said, "Jin Yu, the Third Young Master specially asked me to get the invitation for this birthday party."
Zhao Jinyu opened the document bag, pulled out a stack of beautifully printed invitations, and opened one, "Why is it so grand?"
A lot of thought must have gone into the selection of the invitations. Perhaps it was because Zhao Jinyu's personal preferences were taken into consideration, and the invitations that were currently popular on the market were abandoned. The invitations were designed with a rather ancient charm and also exuded a light fragrance.
The time and place of the banquet, including the reason for the banquet, have been printed in advance. Except for the invitees, it is still empty. He only needs to fill in the names of the invitees and send it out.
Aunt Mei looked at the opened invitation and said, "This is your 18th birthday party. It can be regarded as an adult ceremony. It should be more grand."
"Yes, and this is the first banquet held in your name, so we can't do it casually," Wang Qiang also supported.
Zhao Jinyu shook his head with a smile and took out all the invitations from the document bag. He estimated that there were fifty or sixty of them, "Is this too much? How can I invite so many people?"
"It's not much. Think about it, your classmates, roommates in the same dormitory, and friends. I'm afraid it's not enough. I also thought I would get more if necessary," Wang Qiang was pulling the strings. Count to him on your fingers.
"I actually don't have much contact with most of the classmates in the class, so forget it." Forget it if it was an ordinary party. This time it was a birthday party, and it was so grand. If they were invited, they would not only have to worry about As a gift, many people might have to worry about what to wear. This would cause trouble for no reason. It wasn't because they were too familiar with each other, so he really felt there was no need to invite them.
"Then please invite a few people who are close to you," Wang Qiang said with a smile. "Many of your classmates have invited you to dinner on their birthdays. Your birthday party this time can be regarded as a return invitation."
"Oh, if I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, I wouldn't have done it!" Zhao Jinyu sighed with emotion, but that was all he said. He also knew that reciprocity of courtesy could not be avoided at any time.
The birthday dinner is scheduled for next Saturday night, not many days away. If it's troublesome, the invitations have to be sent out.
Originally, he would have sent the invitations from Hu Feng and Fang Boyu to Jinxiu Garden in person, but he just thought that Li Luo went to the same school as them and had to go there anyway, so he took them there with him.
Li Luo received a call from Zhao Jinyu and asked him to come out for tea. Not only was he shocked, but he was also a little surprised. Zhao Jinyu rarely contacted them, let alone invited him to drink tea.
There is a fairly well-decorated teahouse next to the National People's Congress. Although the tea inside is not very good, for Zhao Jinyu, who can't get used to the taste of coffee in Yongyun, this place is definitely better than those coffee shops. While waiting for someone, he Just prepare to order a pot of tea and wait.
Hu Feng and Fang Yubo were both very fast. When Zhao Jinyu had just finished making tea, they walked in one after another.
As soon as Fang Yubo sat down, he said with a smile, "You are so leisurely that you came here to drink tea. Are you here to treat us to dinner?"
"Have you guessed all this?" Zhao Jinyu said pretending to be surprised, and then took out three invitations from the backpack placed aside, "I want to invite you to dinner, but unfortunately it's not today. Next Saturday at seven o'clock in the evening , the Pearl Ballroom of Four Seasons Hotel, we sincerely invite you two to visit us.”
Hu Feng took the invitation and opened it and asked, "Just take it directly to Jinxiu Garden. Why go all the way here?"
"Well, I see that your attitude is pretty good. Let's try our best to participate when the time comes!" Fang Yubo said a little shyly. He was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by Hu Feng's slap.
The three of them sat there for half an hour. Zhao Jinyu saw that Li Luo had not come, so she thought he was delayed for something, so she planned to call him and then go find a place to eat with Hu Feng and the others. It was almost time to eat, and the more I drank the tea, the more hungry I became.
Just as he was about to make a call, someone opened the tearoom door from the outside and Li Luo walked in with a beautiful girl.
