Chapter 58 Master Bamboo Zen
In the Wenbaozhai Hall, a dozen old guys surrounded Lu Fei, and they all held their breaths and watched Lu Fei's movements.
Suddenly, Lu Fei's hand suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?"
"English carvings, gold-plated carvings."
"Hiss——"
"Fuck, slow down, slow down, don't hurt the sculpture!"
"Zhao Qingfeng, what the hell are you still doing here? You're waiting to make the first furnace, right? Go get a basin of wine quickly!" ??
"By the way, get two soft-bristled brushes. If something goes wrong, I'll fight you hard."
Zhao Qingfeng was so aggrieved that he almost cried. He said in his heart that this is my territory, okay, you are all taking the lead and acting awesome, and you still want to order Bilian.
I'll draw a circle and curse you old bastards.
Out of anger, Zhao Qingfeng went down to prepare.
An hour later, the long cleaning process finally came to an end.
When Lu Fei wiped the inkstone clean and placed it on the counter, the veterans were collectively stunned in surprise.
This Songhua Inkstone is completely emerald green without a trace of variegation, and is undoubtedly the best among the best.
This is not the most awesome thing. The most amazing thing is the gold-painted carving on one side of the inkstone.
Although a large part of the gold tracing has fallen off, the carving is so perfect that no flaws can be found.
The carving is of an ancient Bodhi tree with lush branches and plump seeds, giving people a visual impulse to pick them.
Under the bodhi tree, a golden-bodied Arhat with big ears and shoulders was sitting quietly meditating.
The Arhat's benevolent eyebrows are lifelike, and even the wrinkles on his face are exquisite to the extreme.
There is no doubt that the prototype of this Arhat is Master Huineng, the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism.
On the right side of the bodhi tree is a five-character quatrain with a vertical inclination.
"No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.
There is nothing there, so where is the dust? "
The cursive pen is sharp and powerful, definitely made by a famous artist.
Not to mention that, the most awesome thing is that this quatrain actually uses Yang Ke.
Convex font
Starting from Yang Carving, this skill is really a test of your skills.
The best player in the history of Yangke is Lu Fei's boss Lu Zigang. That is the most awesome fighter.
But Fang Yan's Yang carving is not inferior to Lu Zigang's at all.
The old guys all looked at each other, and Lu Fei had no choice but to forcefully push them aside and pull Chen Xiang in.
As soon as Chen Xiang saw the square inkstone, she was fascinated by its emerald green color. She opened her mouth slightly in surprise.
Lu Fei asked with a smile.
"How about this? The best jade green pine flower inkstone, the work of Master Zhu Zen, you can still get it."
After Lu Fei finished speaking, before Chen Xiang had time to express his position, the old guys instantly went crazy and pounced on him again.
In order to prevent Chen Xiang from getting hurt, Lu Fei had no choice but to hold her in his arms.
"Where did you find Master Zhuzen's works?"
"Come on, Bao Bao Fei, there's no signature or seal on this. How the hell did you see that?"
"explain."
"Say it!"
The cannibalistic expressions on each of the old guys frightened Chen Xiang so much that he didn't even dare to breathe out when he got into Lu Fei's arms.
Lu Fei hated the fact that iron was not made of steel and rolled his eyes at each one of them.
"What are you calling for? What are you calling for?"
"Who said that if you don't have enough money, you will be blind?"
"Where is it? You should fucking point it out!" Gao Henian shouted excitedly.
Lu Fei grinned evilly.
"The payment is 100% guaranteed. Find it yourself."
"Hold!"
Regardless of the old guys' curses, Lu Fei took Chen Xiang to the side to drink tea.
Half an hour later, the old guys were all staring with red eyes and still couldn't find the payment. Now this group of people was really anxious.
"The rags are flying away, you little son of a bitch, when you arrive
Where is it? "
"Tatters fly!"
"Lu Fei."
"Little Ancestor, I beg you, please reveal the answer to the mystery. I'm going to go fucking crazy."
Lu Fei curled his lips contemptuously and sighed.
"A bunch of old losers, look for the sixth Bodhi seed from the upper left corner."
It will be easier with the general direction guided by Lu Fei.
A minute later, the veterans burst into the warmest cheers.
"Hahaha."
"I found it. It is indeed the work of Master Zhuzen!"
"Master Zhuchan is such a fucking thief. He even tried to hide his money. Isn't this a scam?"
Chen Xiang poured a cup of Tieguanyin for Lu Fei and asked with a smile like a flower.
"Who is Master Zhuzen? Is he famous?"
Lu Fei explained to Chen Xiang.
"Master Bamboo Zen's lay name is Wang and his Buddhist name is Xi. He is a famous calligraphy and painting master, Buddhist master, and guqin master in the Qing Dynasty. He once painted and taught precepts for the Empress Dowager Cixi."
"Master Zhuchan is the tenth generation abbot of Shuanggui Hall. He is good at calligraphy and painting, epigraphy and stone carving, and has a unique style of painting, including ink figures, landscapes, bamboo and stone.
The poems on paintings and paintings are also excellent, most of which are Zen Buddhist sayings. He is as famous as the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou" and ranks first among the famous calligraphers and painters in the middle and late Qing Dynasty. "
"The six volumes of the famous "The Painter's Three Flavors" handed down from generation to generation are his works. He was an incredibly awesome person and a world-recognized religious master."
"In 2017, a bamboo pen holder made by a bamboo Zen master sold at Christie's for a sky-high price of 11 million."
Chen Xiang pouted in surprise.
"Master Zhuchan turns out to be so powerful!"
"That's right, so it's definitely honorable to take this Fang Inkstone as a birthday gift."
Chen Xiang stared at Lu Fei and said seriously.
"Thank you very much, Lu Fei. This Fang Yan must be very valuable. You tell me how much it is, and I will transfer the money to you. Don't worry, I will never bargain."
Lu Fei frowned slightly and said displeasedly.
"You look down on me?"
Chen Xiang waved his hands and explained.
"No, no, absolutely not. Don't get me wrong. It's just that this Fang Inkstone is too valuable. How can I be embarrassed to take it for nothing?"
Lu Fei smiled and said.
"If you feel sorry for me, just give me two more boxes of cigarettes when you have the chance. Those cigarettes are really good."
Chen Xiang also laughed.
"No problem. From now on, I will exclusively supply you with free cigarettes."
Finally, Chen Xiang added a few more words.
"I mean for life."
The old traders took turns to get Master Zhuzen's Songhua Inkstone, and everyone was moved to tears, but no one made a bid to buy it.
The reason is simple. The value of this Fang Baoyan has far exceeded their financial resources. To put it bluntly, they cannot afford it.
Lu Fei asked Zhao Qingfeng for a packaging box, carefully packed the songhua inkstone and handed it to Chen Xiang. He took back the painting that he had given to Chen Xiang for safekeeping and was ready to say goodbye.
It's a pity that this painting has become the focus of attention among old people again.
"Take it out without any ink stains."
"Damn it, don't force us to grab it."
These old guys may be a little bit talkative, but they have good character, and Lu Fei is happy to associate with them.
Just put the painting on the counter and unfold it so that the old guys can take a good look at it.
When the veterans saw this dark picture of the God of Wealth with the smell of incense and ash, all of them curled up their lips, but no one raised any objections. The reason was that this picture was brought by Lu Fei.
Facts have proved that the object Lu Fei is looking for is an ordinary thing.
But some people couldn't bear it any longer, and that was Zhao Qingfeng and Xu Jianye.
Xu Jianye exclaimed: "Isn't this the painting that the young man wanted to sell just now? Why did you buy it?"
Zhao Qingfeng shivered as if he had been struck by lightning. This painting was robbed by Lu Fei. Could it be that there is something famous about it?
