Li Er looked back at Fang San with a gloomy expression.
Li Er thought to himself, Could it be that these officials are bragging about me every day, making me feel that my calligraphy is very good? The result was fake?
Fang San lowered his head and pretended not to hear anything.
Fang Yang took the calligraphy scroll from Li Er's hand and opened it.
"Hiss!"
He gasped!
Li Er's hope was instantly ignited. How is it?"
Fang Yang carefully placed the painting on the table.""Good, good, good! It was rare in the world! What a weirdo!"
Li Er was speechless.
"Little friend…old friend, do you have a lot of question marks?"”
Room 3 was speechless.
"This calligraphy is amazing!"
"Embroidered cloth, framed, magnificent style! It was done by a great expert among experts. It was amazing!”
"Uh…"
Fang Yang: " Look at the framing, especially this reel. It's amazing. It's made of the unique Camphor wood from the south. It's resistant to mosquitoes and mosquitoes. It's also used to be edified with pine resin to avoid the stench of the Camphor wood. It's even more amazing!”
Li Er was impatient.”
"Yes, it's normal."
"That's it?" There are no other comments?"
"No."
"Is it really that normal?"”
"Yes." Fang Yang nodded.
"Stop commenting. Tell me the price."”
Room Three thought to himself,'If this discussion continues, it'll explode. Let's talk about the price directly. Such a good frame should cost at least 50 strings of money.'
"Thirty strings."
"Thirty strings?" "I spent fifty strings of money on this framing…Cough cough."”
In his excitement, Fang San let it slip.
Fang Yang: " Let me put it this way. Everyone likes to collect paintings.”
"What would a person from a thousand years later think of this piece of calligraphy? A thousand years later, people would say that framing was good, but the handwriting was too bad. If only someone else had written the hardcover ancient scroll from the first year of the Tang Dynasty.”
Li Er couldn't take it anymore." But why did you only pay 30 strings for this calligraphy when it cost 50 strings to frame it? Do you need to pay 20 strings for this calligraphy?"”
This was too much of a blow!
Fang Yang: " No, it's not that this piece of calligraphy is too bad. It's sparse and ordinary, which means it's not bad."”
"It's just that I'm going to leave my name in the calligraphy world in the future. If I buy this calligraphy and sell it, I still have to stamp it. It's a bit of a loss to stamp this calligraphy, so I'll have to reduce it by twenty strings.”
Li Er wanted to cry but had no tears.”
Fang San stopped Li Er." Little shop owner, you said that you lost money on your stamp. It's worth 20 strings. You also said that you want to leave your name in the calligraphy world. Why don't you write a piece of calligraphy and we'll pay for it. I'll also see how much your calligraphy is worth."”
"Sure."
"Since you want to buy words, tell me what you want to write.”
Fang San rolled his eyes." Write down the line you said to yourself just now. Don't you see the Yellow River rising from the sky? It should be a poem, right? How about it?"”
"That's expensive. There are a lot of words.”
Li Er finally recovered from the successive blows."I can afford it. Please write it."
Fang Yang took a deep breath and raised his pen."
Prepare to drink.
Don't you see the Yellow River flowing from the sky?
Fang San, who was originally watching the show, was stunned after the first word came out.
"This word…this writing style, this handwriting…why haven't I seen it before?”
Li Erfang and the other two looked at each other.
The new font wasn't like Da Zhuan or Xiao Zhuan, but regular script or running script.
Everyone had their own style of writing for each subject. Once it was implemented, it would become a type of font.
Fang San even started reading while he was engrossed in it.
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall grieves for the white hair, like the black hair in the morning and the snow in the evening?”
"One must enjoy life to the fullest…"
"I'm born with a talent that's useful…"
"A streaky horse and a thousand gold fur coat. Call me to go out and exchange for good wine, and I will share with you the eternal sorrow!”
"Good poem, good poem!" Unparalleled talent."
Li Er clapped his hands." Good handwriting. This regular script is wonderful!”
Fang Yang smiled. Of course it was exciting. This was Liu Style Regular Script, the pinnacle of ancient regular script. How could it not be exciting?
Especially the first time he saw the Willow Body, it was not just for show.
Of course, it was a good poem. The immortal poet Li Bai represented the " Toast to the Generals ", a masterpiece at the peak of Yuefu. How could it not be a good poem?
When I first heard of Li Taibai, even immortals would lose their faces.
"Little shop owner, where did you see this poem?"”
"Hehe, of course I wrote it." Fang Yang couldn't say that Li Bai wrote it, right? Li Bai wasn't even born yet.
"Little shop owner, do you have a name for this font?" Li Er went forward. What is it called?"
"Willow Body." Fang Yang blurted out, but it was too late to change his words.
"Willow body? Which Liu invented it?"
"No." Fang Yang: "This is the handwriting I learned from looking at the willow tree.”
"Look at the words that the willow tree comprehended?"
"Little shop owner, how much is this calligraphy?"”
"Two hundred strings."
"This is a robbery!" Fang San's eyes widened. An ordinary small building in Pingkang Lane only costs eighty strings of coins, a small courtyard in Pingkang Lane only costs one hundred and thirty strings of coins, and your calligraphy costs two hundred strings of coins.”
Fang Yang sighed." Sigh, I told you that you couldn't afford it, so you insisted on making me write it. Great, I have another volume in stock."”
Li Er held Fang Yang's hand.”
"Chenghui, 200 strings of coins is quite difficult to get. You don't have any cash, right? Come back tomorrow?"
Li Er: " No need. I have guards with me. I still have 200 strings with me."”
"Tsk tsk, a wealthy family with guards."”
"I'm just doing some business."”
"Do you want to use your calligraphy for thirty wen?" If I were to write a new piece of calligraphy, I could sell it for 300 strings.”
Li Er's smile froze on his face and he said in a deep voice,""I'll give it to you! I can't afford to lose face by selling these words!"
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