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Good wine, good food and a better mood. So this meal is called one of the five drinks.
When the wine was half drunk, Mr. Xiao Zhenguo and Mr. Xiao were so crazy that he had to splash ink on everything he said.
Hearing that Xiao Lao wanted to leave calligraphy, the manager of DongLaiShun, located along the street of Nanhe, immediately brought the four treasures of study in person. In front of these old men, he is menqing'er. He knows that they are all experts in the Palace Museum and have a high status in the circle.
Any one of these old men left some ink in his shop, which was enough for them to eat here for a year.
Xiao is always an expert in calligraphy and painting. In the calligraphy and painting circle, even if you look at the whole country, it is one of the top few people. Now Xiao wants to keep ink treasures, and the manager of this DongLaiShun branch must serve him personally.
When the paper was paved and the pen dipped in ink, Xiao laughed and killed the wine in the wine cup. He stood up and wrote with his pen.
"Shua, Shua, Shua..." I saw Xiao write a five character quatrain on the rice paper after only a while.
Several people stood up and gathered together. As soon as Liu saw the word, he immediately shouted "OK!"
Yang Jing also looked, and saw that this ink treasure was a typical cursive script. He could vaguely recognize what words Xiao Lao wrote.
Compared with the calligraphy and painting masters who have been immersed in this field for a lifetime, Yang Jing is still far from it.
Cai Yi also nodded and said, "I'd like to be happy forever. There is good wine in your honor, and your chest is clean. Ha ha, this is a poem by Tong Ji in the early Ming Dynasty. Tut Tut, Lao Xiao wrote this word this time."
Guo Lao also said with a smile: "Lao Xiao drank just right this time, otherwise he couldn't write such fine products."
Xiao Lao put his pen down, put his arms around his chest, and his face was speechless. Obviously, he himself was very satisfied with the word.
After looking at the picture for a long time, Xiao said with a smile, "yes, yes, I played very well today. The main reason is that today's wine is good, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to write such a good word."
The hotel manager on one side said shyly, "Mr. Xiao, please stay with me. I'll find everyone to mount it and hang it in the middle of the lobby. No matter when the old men come to me for dinner, they will be free of charge."
It is wrong that the signature of this picture has the words "South River along the east to Shun", otherwise the manager would not dare to ask for this picture.
As a result of habit, Xiao Lao wrote on his final signature: "on the sixth day of March, 1898, Yiping and his old friend took their beloved disciple to the South River along the east to shun.".
Today is April 21, 2018. 2018 is the year of 1898 according to the chronicle of the branches and branches. Today is the sixth day of March in the lunar calendar. As for Yiping, it is the word of Xiao Lao. Xiao's old name is Zhenguo, with the word Yiping. Most of his ink inscriptions are written with the word "Yiping".
Hearing the manager's words, old Guo said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, do you really think you can win Lao Xiao's ink treasure without a single?" obviously, these old men are also very familiar with the manager surnamed Zhao.
Manager Zhao said with a smile, "who makes me like Xiao Lao's ink very much? Besides, how can Xiao Lao's ink be measured by money. Xiao Lao's ink is priceless in my eyes."
Xiao is always one of the best cursive calligraphers in China. The price of his ink is very high. It can't be said to be a thousand gold words, but 50000 yuan per word is appropriate. This ink treasure has a total of 20 words. If it is released, one million people are scrambling for it.
However, the flatterer of manager Zhao was very comfortable. In addition, the name of the hotel was indeed left on the ink treasure. Although Xiao was a little afraid of the word, he finally nodded and agreed to manager Zhao's request.
In fact, people like them often leave ink when they are in high interest. Not only is Xiao Lao, calligraphy from ancient times to modern times is beaten by this
After sitting down again, Cai Yi smiled and said to Xiao: "I said, Lao Xiao, you've lost this time. Your ink can be regarded as the best. If you put it on for a few years, it's no problem for three or five million."
Xiao waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. I'm in a good mood today, mainly because the wine is good. When I'm interested, I feel like I've made some breakthroughs by writing such a word." then, Xiao turned to Yang Jing and said, "there are a lot of this wine there? I'll give you a jar of filial piety to the teacher later, and I'll give you a word!"
Old Guo laughed, pointed to old Xiao and said, "you old fellow, this abacus is very good. Although Xiaojing bought a jar of 200000 wine, none of us knows. If this wine is really taken out for auction, the price is not lower than your word!"
Xiao Lao didn't think he was disobedient. He smiled and said, "who makes me feel after drinking this wine?"
Yang Jing said, "don't worry, Mr. Xiao. There are still a lot of this wine in the trunk of my car. Boy, I know several teachers like to drink two, so this time the boy brought eight jars of wine to four teachers, and one teacher two jars, even if the disciples are filial to you."
Several teachers' faces changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Yang Jing even said the word "disciple". They can't refuse even if they don't want it.
In this circle, it is natural for disciples to honor their master. Even if the real price of a jar of wine can exceed a million or even a few million, they can't refuse the filial piety of their disciples.
Old Liu smiled and said, "well, we old men accept Xiaojing's filial piety. I haven't received filial piety from my own disciples in my life. When I get old, I finally have filial piety from my disciples. I'm completely satisfied..."
Several people laughed.
Wine is really good wine, but several old men controlled it very well and didn't drink more. One person drank at most, that is, two or two wine.
They are all old hands in the alcohol battlefield. Of course, they know that although this old wine is delicious, they must not be greedy. This wine has enough taste. If you drink more, you'll be put down.
In their capacity, they must be exposed to 20 or 30 years of old wine. Of course, they know this common sense. Especially when dealing with this kind of aged wine that has been hoarded for 66 years, they can better control their drinking capacity.
It's natural to drink just right after a meal.
Back at the museum, Yang Jing took out eight jars of old wine from the trunk and gave it to the four old men, who were very happy.
No matter who they are, they can't get this rare old wine.
Yang Jing talked with several old men for a while, mainly because they told Yang Jing about the process and matters needing attention of the master worship ceremony to be held in a week.
(PS: something urgent needs to be handled. There are a few words in this chapter...)
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Good wine, good food and a better mood. So this meal is called one of the five drinks.
When the wine was half drunk, Mr. Xiao Zhenguo and Mr. Xiao were so crazy that he had to splash ink on everything he said.
Hearing that Xiao Lao wanted to leave calligraphy, the manager of DongLaiShun, located along the street of Nanhe, immediately brought the four treasures of study in person. In front of these old men, he is menqing'er. He knows that they are all experts in the Palace Museum and have a high status in the circle.
Any one of these old men left some ink in his shop, which was enough for them to eat here for a year.
Xiao is always an expert in calligraphy and painting. In the calligraphy and painting circle, even if you look at the whole country, it is one of the top few people. Now Xiao wants to keep ink treasures, and the manager of this DongLaiShun branch must serve him personally.
When the paper was paved and the pen dipped in ink, Xiao laughed and killed the wine in the wine cup. He stood up and wrote with his pen.
"Shua, Shua, Shua..." I saw Xiao write a five character quatrain on the rice paper after only a while.
Several people stood up and gathered together. As soon as Liu saw the word, he immediately shouted "OK!"
Yang Jing also looked, and saw that this ink treasure was a typical cursive script. He could vaguely recognize what words Xiao Lao wrote.
Compared with the calligraphy and painting masters who have been immersed in this field for a lifetime, Yang Jing is still far from it.
Cai Yi also nodded and said, "I'd like to be happy forever. There is good wine in your honor, and your chest is clean. Ha ha, this is a poem by Tong Ji in the early Ming Dynasty. Tut Tut, Lao Xiao wrote this word this time."
Guo Lao also said with a smile: "Lao Xiao drank just right this time, otherwise he couldn't write such fine products."
Xiao Lao put his pen down, put his arms around his chest, and his face was speechless. Obviously, he himself was very satisfied with the word.
After looking at the picture for a long time, Xiao said with a smile, "yes, yes, I played very well today. The main reason is that today's wine is good, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to write such a good word."
The hotel manager on one side said shyly, "Mr. Xiao, please stay with me. I'll find everyone to mount it and hang it in the middle of the lobby. No matter when the old men come to me for dinner, they will be free of charge."
It is wrong that the signature of this picture has the words "South River along the east to Shun", otherwise the manager would not dare to ask for this picture.
As a result of habit, Xiao Lao wrote on his final signature: "on the sixth day of March, 1898, Yiping and his old friend took their beloved disciple to the South River along the east to shun.".
Today is April 21, 2018. 2018 is the year of 1898 according to the chronicle of the branches and branches. Today is the sixth day of March in the lunar calendar. As for Yiping, it is the word of Xiao Lao. Xiao's old name is Zhenguo, with the word Yiping. Most of his ink inscriptions are written with the word "Yiping".
Hearing the manager's words, old Guo said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, do you really think you can win Lao Xiao's ink treasure without a single?" obviously, these old men are also very familiar with the manager surnamed Zhao.
Manager Zhao said with a smile, "who makes me like Xiao Lao's ink very much? Besides, how can Xiao Lao's ink be measured by money. Xiao Lao's ink is priceless in my eyes."
Xiao is always one of the best cursive calligraphers in China. The price of his ink is very high. It can't be said to be a thousand gold words, but 50000 yuan per word is appropriate. This ink treasure has a total of 20 words. If it is released, one million people are scrambling for it.
However, the flatterer of manager Zhao was very comfortable. In addition, the name of the hotel was indeed left on the ink treasure. Although Xiao was a little afraid of the word, he finally nodded and agreed to manager Zhao's request.
In fact, people like them often leave ink when they are in high interest. Not only is Xiao Lao, calligraphy from ancient times to modern times is beaten by this
After sitting down again, Cai Yi smiled and said to Xiao: "I said, Lao Xiao, you've lost this time. Your ink can be regarded as the best. If you put it on for a few years, it's no problem for three or five million."
Xiao waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. I'm in a good mood today, mainly because the wine is good. When I'm interested, I feel like I've made some breakthroughs by writing such a word." then, Xiao turned to Yang Jing and said, "there are a lot of this wine there? I'll give you a jar of filial piety to the teacher later, and I'll give you a word!"
Old Guo laughed, pointed to old Xiao and said, "you old fellow, this abacus is very good. Although Xiaojing bought a jar of 200000 wine, none of us knows. If this wine is really taken out for auction, the price is not lower than your word!"
Xiao Lao didn't think he was disobedient. He smiled and said, "who makes me feel after drinking this wine?"
Yang Jing said, "don't worry, Mr. Xiao. There are still a lot of this wine in the trunk of my car. Boy, I know several teachers like to drink two, so this time the boy brought eight jars of wine to four teachers, and one teacher two jars, even if the disciples are filial to you."
Several teachers' faces changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Yang Jing even said the word "disciple". They can't refuse even if they don't want it.
In this circle, it is natural for disciples to honor their master. Even if the real price of a jar of wine can exceed a million or even a few million, they can't refuse the filial piety of their disciples.
Old Liu smiled and said, "well, we old men accept Xiaojing's filial piety. I haven't received filial piety from my own disciples in my life. When I get old, I finally have filial piety from my disciples. I'm completely satisfied..."
Several people laughed.
Wine is really good wine, but several old men controlled it very well and didn't drink more. One person drank at most, that is, two or two wine.
They are all old hands in the alcohol battlefield. Of course, they know that although this old wine is delicious, they must not be greedy. This wine has enough taste. If you drink more, you'll be put down.
In their capacity, they must be exposed to 20 or 30 years of old wine. Of course, they know this common sense. Especially when dealing with this kind of aged wine that has been hoarded for 66 years, they can better control their drinking capacity.
It's natural to drink just right after a meal.
Back at the museum, Yang Jing took out eight jars of old wine from the trunk and gave it to the four old men, who were very happy.
No matter who they are, they can't get this rare old wine.
Yang Jing talked with several old men for a while, mainly because they told Yang Jing about the process and matters needing attention of the master worship ceremony to be held in a week.
(PS: something urgent needs to be handled. There are a few words in this chapter...)
Good wine, good food and a better mood. So this meal is called one of the five drinks.When the wine was half drunk, Mr. Xiao Zhenguo and Mr. Xiao were so crazy that he had to splash ink on everything he said.Hearing that Xiao Lao wanted to leave calligraphy, the manager of DongLaiShun, located along the street of Nanhe, immediately brought the four treasures of study in person. In front of these old men, he is menqing'er. He knows that they are all experts in the Palace Museum and have a high status in the circle.Any one of these old men left some ink in his shop, which was enough for them to eat here for a year.Xiao is always an expert in calligraphy and painting. In the calligraphy and painting circle, even if you look at the whole country, it is one of the top few people. Now Xiao wants to keep ink treasures, and the manager of this DongLaiShun branch must serve him personally.When the paper was paved and the pen dipped in ink, Xiao laughed and killed the wine in the wine cup. He stood up and wrote with his pen."Shua, Shua, Shua..." I saw Xiao write a five character quatrain on the rice paper after only a while.Several people stood up and gathered together. As soon as Liu saw the word, he immediately shouted "OK!"Yang Jing also looked, and saw that this ink treasure was a typical cursive script. He could vaguely recognize what words Xiao Lao wrote.Compared with the calligraphy and painting masters who have been immersed in this field for a lifetime, Yang Jing is still far from it.Cai Yi also nodded and said, "I'd like to be happy forever. There is good wine in your honor, and your chest is clean. Ha ha, this is a poem by Tong Ji in the early Ming Dynasty. Tut Tut, Lao Xiao wrote this word this time."Guo Lao also said with a smile: "Lao Xiao drank just right this time, otherwise he couldn't write such fine products."Xiao Lao put his pen down, put his arms around his chest, and his face was speechless. Obviously, he himself was very satisfied with the word.After looking at the picture for a long time, Xiao said with a smile, "yes, yes, I played very well today. The main reason is that today's wine is good, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to write such a good word."The hotel manager on one side said shyly, "Mr. Xiao, please stay with me. I'll find everyone to mount it and hang it in the middle of the lobby. No matter when the old men come to me for dinner, they will be free of charge."It is wrong that the signature of this picture has the words "South River along the east to Shun", otherwise the manager would not dare to ask for this picture.As a result of habit, Xiao Lao wrote on his final signature: "on the sixth day of March, 1898, Yiping and his old friend took their beloved disciple to the South River along the east to shun.".Today is April 21, 2018. 2018 is the year of 1898 according to the chronicle of the branches and branches. Today is the sixth day of March in the lunar calendar. As for Yiping, it is the word of Xiao Lao. Xiao's old name is Zhenguo, with the word Yiping. Most of his ink inscriptions are written with the word "Yiping".Hearing the manager's words, old Guo said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, do you really think you can win Lao Xiao's ink treasure without a single?" obviously, these old men are also very familiar with the manager surnamed Zhao.Manager Zhao said with a smile, "who makes me like Xiao Lao's ink very much? Besides, how can Xiao Lao's ink be measured by money. Xiao Lao's ink is priceless in my eyes."Xiao is always one of the best cursive calligraphers in China. The price of his ink is very high. It can't be said to be a thousand gold words, but 50000 yuan per word is appropriate. This ink treasure has a total of 20 words. If it is released, one million people are scrambling for it.However, the flatterer of manager Zhao was very comfortable. In addition, the name of the hotel was indeed left on the ink treasure. Although Xiao was a little afraid of the word, he finally nodded and agreed to manager Zhao's request.In fact, people like them often leave ink when they are in high interest. Not only is Xiao Lao, calligraphy from ancient times to modern times is beaten by thisAfter sitting down again, Cai Yi smiled and said to Xiao: "I said, Lao Xiao, you've lost this time. Your ink can be regarded as the best. If you put it on for a few years, it's no problem for three or five million."Xiao waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. I'm in a good mood today, mainly because the wine is good. When I'm interested, I feel like I've made some breakthroughs by writing such a word." then, Xiao turned to Yang Jing and said, "there are a lot of this wine there? I'll give you a jar of filial piety to the teacher later, and I'll give you a word!"Old Guo laughed, pointed to old Xiao and said, "you old fellow, this abacus is very good. Although Xiaojing bought a jar of 200000 wine, none of us knows. If this wine is really taken out for auction, the price is not lower than your word!"Xiao Lao didn't think he was disobedient. He smiled and said, "who makes me feel after drinking this wine?"Yang Jing said, "don't worry, Mr. Xiao. There are still a lot of this wine in the trunk of my car. Boy, I know several teachers like to drink two, so this time the boy brought eight jars of wine to four teachers, and one teacher two jars, even if the disciples are filial to you."Several teachers' faces changed slightly, but they didn't say anything. Yang Jing even said the word "disciple". They can't refuse even if they don't want it.In this circle, it is natural for disciples to honor their master. Even if the real price of a jar of wine can exceed a million or even a few million, they can't refuse the filial piety of their disciples.Old Liu smiled and said, "well, we old men accept Xiaojing's filial piety. I haven't received filial piety from my own disciples in my life. When I get old, I finally have filial piety from my disciples. I'm completely satisfied..."Several people laughed.Wine is really good wine, but several old men controlled it very well and didn't drink more. One person drank at most, that is, two or two wine.They are all old hands in the alcohol battlefield. Of course, they know that although this old wine is delicious, they must not be greedy. This wine has enough taste. If you drink more, you'll be put down.In their capacity, they must be exposed to 20 or 30 years of old wine. Of course, they know this common sense. Especially when dealing with this kind of aged wine that has been hoarded for 66 years, they can better control their drinking capacity.It's natural to drink just right after a meal.Back at the museum, Yang Jing took out eight jars of old wine from the trunk and gave it to the four old men, who were very happy.No matter who they are, they can't get this rare old wine.Yang Jing talked with several old men for a while, mainly because they told Yang Jing about the process and matters needing attention of the master worship ceremony to be held in a week.PS: something urgent needs to be handled. There are a few words in this chapter...
