An old woman stood inside the door. She was about 70 years old. She had white hair and a youthful face. She was wearing a proper cheongsam. Although she was about 80 years old, she still stood upright.
This temperament was incredible.
The woman was about the same age as Zhou Yixian, but when the old man saw the woman, he still greeted her respectfully,""Second Mother."
"Yixian, you're here!" the woman said happily. The old master has been restless these few days. I don't know what he's thinking. If you chat with him, he might feel better.”
He turned to look at Old Guo and said in surprise,"Ms. Hunt! Why are you here?"
Old Guo's face was flushed red as he waved his hand."You're too polite! I don't dare to call myself teacher in front of you. Student Guo Degang.”
He liked traditional arts, so he knew Zhou Yixian's family very well.
Moreover, their family's matters could be found online.
Zhou Yi lost his mother when he was young. Later, his father, Zhou Bingnan, married another wife and gave birth to a son and a daughter.
The lady whom Zhou Yixian addressed as Second Mother was naturally that person's second wife.
"Please come in." The old lady let the two of them into the house.
The room wasn't very big. There were calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, banners, and even the tables and chairs were covered in scribbles.
Other than calligraphy and paintings, the rest were books.
The walls were filled with books, some of which were hand-bound ancient books.
When Old Guo entered, he was dazzled.
He loved ancient books the most. If he wasn't here as a guest and the owner's status was extremely high, he really wanted to take a few books and take a look.
What a joke, Zhou Bingnan's collection! Wouldn't that be the only one in the world?
It was enough to be a cultural relic.
In the inner room, an old man with white hair was sitting on a rosewood chair in a daze.
"Father!" Zhou Yixian called out softly.
Old Guo suppressed the urge to agree. This occupational disease had to be changed.
The old man slowly turned around. The skin on his face was wrinkled, and his eyes were narrowed, slightly cloudy.
"Oh, Boss is here. Have a seat…This is?”
"This is Mr. Guo Degang, the crosstalk performer."”
"Oh, I know." "I've heard of your crosstalk."”
Old Guo was overjoyed. He didn't expect that such a big shot would have heard of his crosstalk before.!
"Hello, Old Master. Are you feeling well?"”
"It's alright. Your crosstalk is not bad. It's just that you're still a little lacking when it comes to Old Hou, Old Liu, and Old Zhou.”
The name that Zhou Bingnan mentioned sounded like the old man who guarded the factory's entrance.
But Old Guo knew that the names he mentioned were all grandmasters of the crosstalk world.
"What you said makes sense! I definitely can't compare to my Grand Master and the others. I treat them as role models!”
"Boss, are you here to perform crosstalk for me?" Zhou Bingnan asked again. Sigh, our family hasn't held a church for decades. It's almost your Lil 'Miss's 70th birthday, so it's good to have some fun.”
Zhou Yixian waved his hand repeatedly." Father, there's no hurry with the matters of the church. Take a look at this."”
After he finished speaking, he took the fan from Old Guo's hands and handed it to Zhou Bingnan with both hands.
Zhou Bingnan took the fan and glanced at it. Who did this? Master? No, he wasn't that meticulous. Little Tao? It didn't look like it, he didn't do it so neatly. This doesn't look like an old fan…"
The masters that Old Guo and Yu Qian spoke of were all little teachers and little Tao in the words of the real master, Zhou Bingnan.
"Father, open it and take a look…"
Shua la, the fan opened.
As soon as he opened it, the old man's turbid eyes suddenly lit up!
He suddenly stood up, raised his fan, and sniffed. Then, he hurried past Guo Zhou and the others and ran to the sun outside the world to watch.
It was as if Sun Wukong had possessed him, and his entire body suddenly became agile.
The old man looked at the fan, shook his head, and laughed. After a while, he began to cry.
Old Guo couldn't help but sigh. Indeed, there was a fine line between an artist and a lunatic. What was going on?
"The old man hasn't painted for more than ten years," Zhou Yixian said softly. He felt that he had reached a bottleneck and it was difficult for him to break through, so he had been depressed.”
"Is it about the hand?" Old Guo waved his right hand.”
Zhou Bingnan had broken his arm to resist the bandits. It could be said to be a legendary story that everyone knew.
As an artist, he had to work with his hands in ultra-precision work. Having his hands broken would have a huge impact on his painting career.
"It's not about the hand. After the enemy retreated, the country spent a lot of effort to treat the old man's hand with a combination of Chinese and Western medicine. He now felt that he had reached his limit in terms of technique. If he wanted to follow in the footsteps of the ancients, he could only work hard on the material.”
"Oh!" Old Guo was enlightened.
At Zhou Bingnan's level, it was almost impossible for him to improve his skills.
However, the difference between paper, ink, and inkstone and the ancients could not be concealed.
In terms of paper, the ancients used paper without ink spilling or scattering. Now that the technique had been lost, the Xuan paper that was made naturally affected the painting.
No wonder the old man was so excited when he saw the fan!
"The old master's lifelong wish is to make another painting before he leaves, the best painting of his life! However, he really could not find the materials he liked, so in the past few years, his originally gray hair had all turned white.”、
As they were talking, Zhou Bingnan ran in front of the two of them. Like a child asking for candy, he asked anxiously,"Who wrote this fan? Well written! The words were good, the paper was good, and the ink was even better! This was clearly newly written! Where is he? Where's the paper? Where's Mo? How much ink do you have left?"
The series of questions were like a mortar that knocked Old Guo unconscious."Old Master, this was made by a young friend of mine. Mo…If I remember correctly, there's still a piece about this big…"
Old Guo drew it with his hand.
Zhou Bingnan's expression froze." It's so big…It's only enough to draw three feet, no, two feet…I don't care. I want this ink!”
"Let's go, bring me there!" Grandpa Shen grabbed Old Guo's shoulders. I'll go beg him, beg him to give me the ink!”
With that, she pulled Old Guo out.
The two of them were shocked and quickly comforted,"Old Master, don't be agitated. I'll go, I'll go, okay? How can I let you go personally?"
The old man was 90 years old. It was a problem whether he could even take a plane. Even if he could, if something happened to him, it would not be a safety issue. It would be a huge loss for the country.
"You're going?" Zhou Bingnan looked at Old Guo. Go and beg him, you can ask for anything! Paintings, calligraphy, he could choose from all the things in the room! I want that ink!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Father, I understand!”
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go!"
The two of them entered the room and were kicked out again before their butts touched the chairs.
"That's only half a piece of ink. Is it worth it?" Old Guo asked in confusion. Is there nothing else?"
Zhou Yixian shook his head.”
"Then why should we give up what's near for what's far?" Old Guo asked.”
" There's another piece in the Tianjing Museum…It's the tribute ink of the previous generation's romantic emperor who liked to stamp calligraphy and paintings…It's a national top-grade cultural relic…"
Old Guo gasped. Brother Chen, Brother Chen, you're really something!
"I'll call him right away…with his personality, if he were to write another word for someone…wouldn't he use less of it?”
After saying that, Old Guo hurriedly dialed Chen Feng's number.
"Yes, it's me! Hurry up and save me! Don't worry about anything else. Hurry up and pack your things. I'll pick you up tomorrow! That's right! If we're a step slower, we'll really lose our lives!"
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