Chapter 708 Collection

In addition to the huge painting at the door, in the middle of the hall, there is also a glass display cabinet seven or eight meters long and about two meters wide, which is the Buddhist scriptures exchanged by Zhuang Rui from the Jimei Museum.

In addition, in this showcase, there is a volume of "Xiangzu Notes" written by Wang Shizhen, which Zhuang Rui picked up on Taobao for the first time.

Although the market price of this volume of manuscript is not so high compared with those Buddhist scriptures, it is Zhuang Rui's first time to pick up leaks, and it also carries Zhuang Rui's memories of the snowflakes in the afternoon, so it is still placed in the most obvious place in the showcase.

When sitting in the display cabinet in the middle of the calligraphy and painting exhibition hall in a wheelchair, the master pointed to the yellowed Buddhist scriptures and said to Zhuang Rui, "Xiaozhuang, these Buddhist scriptures should be collected. It is not easy to take back the things lost in those years..."

When these Buddhist scriptures first arrived in Beijing, the master condesced to Zhuang Rui's quadrangle courtyard and made the appraisal himself. On the title page of each volume of Buddhist scriptures, there was a small appreciation seal of the master. After hearing the master's words, Zhuang Rui nodded quickly and said, "Sir, don't worry, these scrolls will not be damaged by me..."

"Well, Xiaozhuang, I still have two paintings of Xu Wei and Qiu Ying. When I have time, I'll ask someone to send them to you..."

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment." He quickly waved his hand and said, "Sir, that doesn't work. This is your collection..."

Xu Wei and Qiu Ying were both famous painters of the Ming Dynasty, especially Xu Wei. He began to learn painting after middle age. He was good at painting flowers and birds, and was also good at landscape, characters, and ink. His paintings were like his people, and his momentum was rampant. Many people came to write his works in later generations.

According to the current price in the market, Xu Wei and Qiu Ying's paintings should be at least more than one million yuan, which should be donated by an entrepreneur. Zhuang Rui must have agreed, but for a master who is not rich, Zhuang Rui does not want to accept it.

"Xiaozhuang, uncle gave it to you, just take it. I'll take it in a few days and..."

The old man's nephew interrupted Zhuang Rui's words, and there was no reluctant look on his face. After following the master for decades, he saw hundreds of objects donated by the master. The old man's boat had long been used to it.

Thank you, sir, thank you, Zhang Ba..."

Zhuang Rui was moved by the sentiments of his uncle and nephew. "He knew that the old man's nephew had retired, and now he is just living with a meager pension every month, but he donated these millions of things. It can be seen that his character is. You know, if the master goes west, these things can all belong to him.

"Wait a minute, stop..."

When he walked to a picture of Lang Shining's oil painting "Qianlong Hunting", the old man asked Zhuang Rui to stop. On this picture, Emperor Qianlong was young and in high-willed. There were many princes and ministers beside him. One of them was similar to Qianlong's appearance, and the old man's eyes were looking

Zhuang Rui knew that this man was the ancestor of the old man. Although the master never promoted his surname, when he saw the portrait of his ancestor, he couldn't help but stop and look at it for a while.

"Let's go, and I don't know what these people are fighting for..."

The old man laughed at himself and looked a little lost, but after seeing Tang Bohu's "Li Duanduan Picture", he was excited to argue with Zhuang Rui and several apprentices about who the painters in the Ming Dynasty respected.

After a few minutes, the old man was a little tired. He refused Zhuang Rui's invitation to dinner and asked Jin Pangzi to send him back to his residence. However, the old man repeatedly said that he must visit Zhuang Rui's museum when there are few people.

When sending the old man to the car, Zhuang Rui injected a sense of aura into him. Like this noble person who is willing to help his descendants, Zhuang Rui sincerely hopes that the old man will live a long life.

When Zhuang Rui returned to the museum again, "next to the display cabinet of the Dingguang Sword, there was still a lot of people, but at this time, the flow of people was scattered. Some people had gone to the exhibition halls next to them. Most of the people left here were bronze experts and Tibetan friends.

Zhuang Rui greeted some people with a smile and wandered to Huangfuyun's Sword Exhibition Hall, which also attracted a large number of Tibetan friends and experts. Although the era of cold weapons has passed, people are born with unusual hobbies for killing weapons.

Huangfuyun's sword exhibition hall, from stone axes and stone knives in the Stone Age, to bronze swords and halberds in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, to all kinds of cold weapons in the Spring and Han Dynasty, even the money, hooks, forks, whips, copper, kes, crutches, meteor

"This Qianlong Emperor's sword was taken back from England, at that time..."

"Mr. Huangfu, do you have a collection that is as blocked as the light sword at the door?"

"Cough, that thing... really not, I'm afraid it's only the same batch in the country..."

As soon as he left the progress hall, Zhuang Rui saw a group of people hugging Huang Fuyun and listening to his vernacular there, but it was obvious that Huang Fuyun was hit.

Zhuang Rui did not go to join in the fun. Starting from the door, he observed the collection of Fu Yun.

To be honest, from Huangfuyun to arrange this exhibition hall, Zhuang Rui also watched it carefully for the first time. From the stone axe at the door to the Qing Dynasty sword at the end of the exhibition hall, there was a strange feeling in Zhuang Rui's heart, as if he had experienced hundreds of medieval battles.

"Oh, I said, brother, I'm so busy. It's better for you to hang out by yourself."

When he was about to walk out of the sword exhibition hall, Zhuang Rui was discovered by Huang Fuyun. The buddy was dancing to introduce his collection to the guests. After seeing Zhuang Rui, he quickly grabbed him.

"Hey hey, Brother Huangfu, those who can do more work, don't you think so..." Zhuang Rui smiled and some acquaintances who followed Huangfuyun also laughed one after another.

"Don't worry, the curator should take some people to visit the ceramic exhibition hall. It's been almost half an hour. Hurry up and finish watching it, and then go to the hotel to eat the spider..."

These guests are full of curiosity about Zhuang Rui's museum, but for Huang Fuyun, it is not attractive at all. Almost all the layout and decoration of this exhibition hall are handled by him.

"Yes, friends who are interested in ceramics and jade, follow me to see..."

I don't know if I didn't pay attention to it yet. Three or four hundred guests, at least many of them were listening to Huang Fuyun's explanation of the Sword and Sword Hall. Zhuang Rui greeted him, and more than half of the people immediately flowed out and followed Zhuang Rui.

After taking everyone out of the sword hall, directly opposite is the gate of the ceramic exhibition hall. This is the most eye-catching place for tourists except for the bronze exhibition hall, because only eight pieces of blue and white porcelain are displayed in this exhibition hall, but due to the location, there are few people in it now.

"Mr. Zhuang... This is not carved from jade, is it?"

At the door of the ceramic museum, there are two extremely exquisite crystal display cabinets, one about 1.5 meters high, but there is an object like bonsai in it.

This is a bonsai tree, about 30 centimeters in height. On the green trunk, there are several pieces of trees. On these branches with thick little fingers, they are full of red and yellow flowers the size of nails.

Under the special light, the whole tree is like a fairy tree, and the fog rises, interpreting the four words "red jade and green" vividly, emitting dazzling brilliance.

"Ha ha, Sister Qi Zhu, don't be so polite. You'd better call me Xiaozhuang. I can't afford to call you a teacher..."

The person who asked Zhuang Rui was Qi Zhu. When he was in Changhua, Zhuang Rui still owed the other party a favor. At that moment, he smiled and waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Yes, this is an emerald tree. It was solved by my participation in the Burmese emerald public market at the beginning of the year. ..."

"Oh, my God, it's really an emerald tree. How much does it cost?"

"Have you ever heard that Mr. Zhuang has solved such a superb jade?"

"Hey, I don't know if the money is not exposed. Who will solve the good things and shout all over the world?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhuang is already the jade king of the north, and he doesn't need this thing to support the facade... After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the people who followed him made the display cabinet out of the water with a threp. Although this jade tree is not an antique, in terms of its market value, I'm afraid it Less.

"Zhuang Rui, I'm afraid this is made of soft jade, right?"

Qi Zhu has always loved jade, and her vision is not bad. After seeing the jade fruit plate returned by Mr. Ouyang, she immediately saw its jade quality.

The color of this jade fruit plate is even more than that of the jade tree, which is almost all kinds of color, and after the skillful carving of the ancient man, each fruit is lifelike. If you don't look closely, it is difficult to find that it is fake.

Zhuang Rui nodded and said, "Yes, this is an object carved by Hetian jade. It is an extremely rare multi-color Hetian jade, and it was carved by the old man Gu Tianfeng with a knife..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the person who was standing next to the jade fruit plate found that another priceless treasure appeared in front of him.

The most ridiculous thing is that many people didn't pay attention to this thing just now. They thought it was the decoration of the museum, but they didn't think about it. As for the ordinary fruit plate, as for such a showcase that costs tens of thousands of yuan?

Maybe many people in the court have never heard of Hu Rong's name, but whether they play with jade or not, they are familiar with the name of Gu Tianfeng. Not to mention this precious jade, it is an ordinary material. Through the hand of the ancient man, it is also doubled in value.

"Zhuang Rui, every object you take out here is so extraordinary..."

Qi Zhu sighed a little. I'm afraid that the collection in his father's room is not as big as one of the items here in Zhuang Rui.