The wine is good, the food is good, and the mood is better. So the five drinks of this meal were so refreshing.

Halfway through the wine, Mr. Xiao Zhenguo and Mr. Xiao actually talked about the young man and said that he would splash ink no matter what.

When he heard that Mr. Xiao wanted to keep the calligraphy treasures, the manager of Donglaishun, located on Nanheyan Street, immediately brought the four treasures of the study. The old men in front of him were Men Qing'er, and knew that they were all experts in the Palace Museum and each had a very high status in the circle.

Any of these old men left some magic treasures in his shop, which would be enough for them to eat here for a year.

Mr. Xiao is an expert who specializes in calligraphy and painting. In the calligraphy and painting circle, even if he looks across the country, he is one of the top small people. Now Mr. Xiao wants to keep the calligraphy treasures, and the manager of this Donglaishun branch must personally serve him.

After the paper was laid, the pen was dipped in ink. Old Xiao laughed and killed the wine in the wine cup in one sip, stood up and picked up the pen and wrote.

"Swish swish swish swish..." I saw Mr. Xiao write a five-character quatrain on the rice paper in just a while.

Several people stood up and came up. When Mr. Liu saw the word, he immediately shouted "Okay!"

Yang Jing also looked at it and saw that this ink treasure was a typical cursive script. It was vaguely recognizable what words were written by Mr. Xiao.

Compared to the masters of calligraphy and painting who have been immersed in this area for a lifetime, Yang Jing is still far from this area.

Cai Yi nodded and said, "I have never lived for a hundred years, so I would like to be happy. I have good wine in my heart, and my heart is free from dust. Haha, this is a poem by Tong Ji in the early Ming Dynasty. Tsk tsk, the word Lao Xiao wrote this time is really amazing."

Mr. Guo also smiled and said, "Old Xiao drank it just right this time, otherwise he would not be able to write such a fine product."

Mr. Xiao put his pen, put his arms around his chest, and there was a sense of unexplainable aura on his face. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the letter.

After looking at this calligraphy for a long time, Mr. Xiao smiled and said, "No, good, I performed very well today. The main reason is that today's wine is good, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to write such good words."

The hotel manager next to him said with a shameless face: "Old Xiao, please keep this calligraphy here, right? I must have asked everyone to frame it and hang it in the middle of the lobby. From now on, the old men will be exempted from the order no matter when they come to my place to have dinner."

The mistake is that the signature of this character contains the words "Nanheyan East Lai Shun"; otherwise the manager would not dare to ask for this character.

It should be due to habits. Mr. Xiao wrote on the last signature, "On the sixth day of the third month of the Wuxu year, Yiping and his old friend and his beloved disciple came to the east of the Nanheyan." These two lines of words were written.

Today is April 21, 2018. According to the stem and branch year, it is the year of Wuxu. Today is the sixth day of the third lunar month of the lunar calendar. As for Yiping, it is the character Xiao Lao. Xiao Lao’s name is Zhenguo and his courtesy name is Yiping. Most of his signatures are written with the words "Yiping".

Hearing the manager's words, Mr. Guo smiled and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you really think that you can get Lao Xiao's calligraphy by just free orders?" Obviously, these old men are also very familiar with this manager named Zhao.

Manager Zhao laughed and said, "Who made me like Mr. Xiao's Mobao very much? Besides, how can Mr. Xiao's Mobao be measured with money? In the eyes of me and others, Mr. Xiao's Mobao is a priceless treasure."

Mr. Xiao is one of the best cursive masters in China. His ink treasures are extremely expensive. It cannot be said that they are worth a thousand yuan per word, but a word is 50,000 yuan. There are 20 characters in this ink treasure, and if one million is released, people are rushing to ask for it.

However, the man who flattered Manager Zhao was quite comfortable. In addition, the name of the hotel was indeed left on this calligraphy. Although Mr. Xiao was a little bit unsuccessful in this painting, he finally nodded and agreed to Manager Zhao's request.

In fact, calligraphy and painting masters like them often leave calligraphy treasures when they are in high spirits. Not only Mr. Xiao, but also calligraphy from ancient times to the present are all this...

After sitting down again, Cai Yi smiled and said to Mr. Xiao, "I said, Lao Xiao, you lost this time. Your calligraphy can be considered the best. If it is put on for a few years, it will be fine for three to five million."

Mr. Xiao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm in a good mood today, mainly because this wine is good. When I am in a good mood, I wrote this kind of character. I feel like I have made some breakthroughs." As he said, Mr. Xiao turned his head and said, "You have a lot of this kind of wine? Let's go back and honor the teacher with another jar, and I'll give you a piece of character!"

Mr. Guo laughed and pointed at Mr. Xiao and said, "You old guy, this plan is very good. Although Xiao Jing bought this wine for a jar of 200,000 yuan, no one of us knows it. If this wine is really taken out and sold, the price will not be lower than yours!"

Mr. Xiao didn't think it was offended and said with a smile: "Who told me to find the feeling after drinking this wine?"

Yang Jing said, "Old Xiao, don't worry, this is it. There are still a lot of this kind of wine in the trunk in my car. I know that several teachers like to drink a few sips, so this time I brought eight jars of wine to the four teachers and two jars of wine for one teacher. Even if the disciples are filial to you."

The faces of several teachers changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Yang Jing even said the word "disciple", and even if they didn't want it, they couldn't refuse.

In this circle, it is natural for disciples to respect their masters. Even if the real price of this wine can exceed one million or even be sold on a jar, they cannot refuse the disciples' filial piety.

Old Liu smiled and said, "Well, Xiaojing's filial piety has been accepted by the old man. Old man, I have never received the filial piety from my own disciple in my life. When I get old, I finally have filial piety. I am completely content with this old man..."

Several people laughed.

The wine is indeed a good wine, but the old men controlled it well and did not drink too much. At most, one person drank two taels of wine.

They are all veterans on the alcohol battlefield. Of course, they know that although this old wine is delicious, they must not drink it. It is enough to taste this kind of wine. If you drink more, you will definitely be knocked down.

As their identities, they are definitely not free from old wines that have been in contact with forty or thirty years. Of course, they know common sense in this area. Especially when dealing with this old wine that has been stored in the cellar for 66 years, they can control their alcohol tolerance.

It is natural that you drink it just right after a meal.

When he returned to the museum, Yang Jing took out eight jars of old wine from the trunk and gave them to the four old men, making the four old men very happy.

No matter how many of them are, they can’t get this rare old wine.

Yang Jing talked with several old men for a while, mainly because of the fact that several old men told Yang Jing about the process of the apprenticeship ceremony that will be held in a week and the matters to be paid attention to.
Chapter completed!