Chapter 213: Guqin Score

When the weekend comes, there is a calligraphy exhibition at the Cultural Palace. My sister is now paying attention to this information and got the news early in the morning. So we have arranged the schedule for the weekend. Go to the art exhibition on Saturday and morning. This is comprehensive and free. You can arrange the time at will. If you go to the museum on Sunday, you have to stay as long as possible to get the fare back. Go to the antique market in the rest of the time.
There are more people watching art exhibitions, usually adults and children. After all, the exhibition is free, and it is weekends. Many parents bring their children to receive the influence of art. But there are not many high school students like me who came to see it.
"Sister, you didn't tell me this is a children's art exhibition." I complained.
"You have no foundation at all, isn't this more suitable for you?" My sister laughed.
Well, I seem to be really convinced. But Ning I was very surprised that the thoughts attached to these children's works turned out to be very pure. Although the thoughts are not very powerful, they are pure enough to be comparable to those thoughts attached to the classics of the mysterious cultivation civilization that have experienced thousands of years. That is the idea that the vicissitudes of history have not been washed away. And these are just the thoughts of a few or ten-year-old children.
It's no wonder that when children paint, they have no distractions and their thoughts are naturally pure. And the works that can be exhibited, these children must have a certain talent in this respect. He is also very persistent in art. So although they are young and their thoughts are not very strong, they are indeed very pure.
It’s no wonder that learning everything should start with the baby. Compared with my sister and Huang Shulang, the training time is about the same, and my sister is even earlier, and I get more care of my preference. But the progress of cultivation is not as good as Huang Shulang and others. It's because Huang Shulang and others must have less distracting thoughts than their older sisters. Few thoughts, natural and pure. Naturally powerful.
My sister is right, this children's art exhibition is really the most suitable for me. Because their works are relatively simple works. I don’t have too many advanced skills. I can learn a lot of the most basic content from the ideas of these children. After watching the entire art exhibition, I can basically learn the basic skills of calligraphy, Chinese painting, oil painting, etc. It can be considered a shortcut.
Although there are many types of art exhibitions and the number is huge, my sister and I only looked at a few of the major types of exhibits purposefully. And because the thoughts attached to the works are pure but limited in quantity, we only spent one morning watching the parts we were interested in. in the afternoon. We went to the antique market together.
Although it is an antique market, I know that the real old objects in it are very limited, mostly antique imitations. Although I don't know how to appreciate antiques, none of the fakes here can escape my eyes. Because the thoughts left on the fakes even tell me the process of the forgery directly.
But for me, even fake products are not completely useless. For example, some modern calligraphy and painting are still very useful to me. For these works that can imitate ancient works in a decent way, forgers are also quite capable. Their abilities are not bad, and their technical attainments are naturally quite high. I can naturally learn their superb skills from the thoughts they have left in their works. For me, the goal has been achieved.
Fortunately, I came here with my sister today. If I come alone, people don't want me to look at their antique objects casually when a half-year-old is born, my sister is with me. Naturally, they can't talk about us pushing outside the store, but they seem to see that we are not here to sell things, but there are more eye-openers. The boss of the store was unwilling but could not drive us away.
"The items in the store are all antiques and they are of high value. You can look at them at will, but don't get started." The owner walked over and said cheerfully. I could hear the meaning of driving us away from his words.
"Don't worry. Let's just take a look. When we see something suitable, we plan to buy it. Only then will we get started." My sister said.
The shopkeeper was unbelieving, but nodded calmly. But the eyes kept staring at us.
A pile of bamboo slips placed in a corner caught my attention. This is one of the few authentic ancient texts in this antique shop I have seen. This bamboo slip is not simple. As soon as I saw it, I already felt the breath attached to it. That is the breath of ancient vicissitudes. It is definitely very old. Bamboo slips are tools for carrying civilization in ancient times. However, the cowhide rope connecting the bamboo slips remains intact. It is rare that ancient bamboo slips can be preserved so intact, and it is rare that cowhide and cowhide ropes can be preserved intact.
Only when my spiritual consciousness came into contact with a thought, I couldn't help but take a step back.
"Zheng!"
A melodious and crisp sound of the piano sounded in my mind, and the crisp sound of the piano seemed to penetrate my sea of ​​knowledge. This idea is so powerful!
Precisely because of my surprise, my spiritual consciousness stopped when I was reading that thought. This is the first time I have encountered this situation.
This thought surprised me a lot. I was able to knock away my spiritual knowledge. I have never encountered such a pure thought even in the classics of mysterious cultivation civilization. This shows the power of this idea. No wonder this bamboo slip can be preserved so well, with such a pure and powerful idea, it is naturally difficult to corrode such bamboo slips.
Although I don't know what it is, it is definitely a good thing. I really want to get this thing in my hands. But I know that if I show what I really want, I'm afraid the shopkeeper will take the opportunity to kill me.
"Boss, what is the content of this bamboo slip?" I asked.
Although the boss feels that we are not like customers who are willing to spend money, he still said in a kind manner, "Little brother really has a good eye. To say that the oldest one in my shop is probably this bamboo slip. This is a real antique. ."
"The rope of the ancient bamboo slips should be cowhide? Ordinarily, the cowhide can be the same as the new one after so many years?" I scratched my head.
"Um, this is naturally well-preserved, that's it. Look at the bamboo slips, they look very primitive." The owner himself felt a little hard to justify. Because the bamboo slices also look very new.
"My brother is very interested in bamboo slips. What price is your bamboo slips?" my sister asked casually. My sister could tell that I had already taken a fancy to this bamboo slip, otherwise I would not ask questions. We have seen many stores along the way, and I have always watched silently and never spoke.
"It's not easy to say, this bamboo slip is so complete. It's very rare, you know, as long as the bamboo slip is real. It must be a very long time ago. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure. My bamboo slip, I dare to say that it is true . If you want. One million, I’ll take it.
The shopkeeper said one million. I really dare to call, one million can buy a house of more than 100 square meters within the fourth ring of Yanjing.
"If you say that, then we don't have to talk about it." My sister shook her head. My gaze also opened the bamboo slips, looking at other objects.
Looking at our expressions here, knowing that our relationship is not easy to deceive, the shopkeeper quickly said, "Or, do you offer a price?"
"The difference between our price and yours is too big, I'm afraid you scold others." I laughed.
"It's okay. Tell me about it." The shopkeeper smiled.
"One thousand yuan. I would rather buy the fake as if it were true, not buy it as if it were false. If I make a mistake, don't be surprised." I finished, looking at the shopkeeper calmly.
"Oh, it turns out to be an expert. But your price is too low. I can't make it." The owner shook his head repeatedly.
"I knew it was the result." I smiled, then looked back at other objects.
"Do you really want to buy? I don't offer such a high price, one hundred thousand. One hundred thousand for you. This thing has been in my hands for a while. I think it is definitely pre-Qin period. The bamboo slips are very likely to be the piano scores of ancient tunes with high mountains and flowing water." The owner said painfully.
"I look like it too. Just because it looks like, so I add another thousand." My sister couldn't help but laugh.
The owner also smiled helplessly.
"Fifty thousand." The shopkeeper gave another step unexpectedly.
"Five thousand." I seemed to be embarrassed, thinking for a long time before I made up my mind.
"Twenty thousand." The shopkeeper asked tentatively.
"Ten thousand!" I finally gritted my teeth and said.
This time the owner didn't hesitate anymore, and said quickly: "Deal!"
This should be a very ideal price for the shop owner. This bamboo slip seems to be too new, like an old one ~EbookFREE.me~ No one would have thought that the reason why this bamboo slip is so new is because the idea above is too powerful.
Although the seal script above is not easy to recognize, it is definitely not difficult for those experts. I can see that this is an ancient song from the pre-Qin period, and others can also see it. But the bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period can even be kept intact even with the cowhide rope. The bamboo slips are still so new. Whoever thinks of it for the first time must think that the bamboo slips are fake.
Taking the bamboo slips out of the shop, my sister whispered, "Actually, he wanted to sell you just now for five thousand."
"It doesn't matter, just buy it." I laughed.
"Is this really genuine?" My sister naturally knew that I would not suffer.
"It must be. Fortunately, this thing is so complete and looks like new. Otherwise, it would have been bought by someone else. But if it is not, I don’t care about this. Others want bamboo slips. What I want is this. Thoughts." I was very excited.
"Is this a piano score of mountains and flowing water?" my sister asked.
I pretended to be mysterious and said, "Secrecy!" (To be continued.)