"Less?" Chen Feng was somewhat puzzled.
"Yeah, it's less." Zhou Bingnan acted as if he had found a treasure. He held the piece of ink in his hand and did not care about the ink that had not yet dried, dirtying his hand.
"After nearly a hundred years, I've seen my Nine Provinces and China go from being poor and dominated by the foreign powers to now, where a dragon is soaring and rejuvenation is in sight. I have the intention to redraw this beautiful landscape. With my 70 years of brush strength, I can paint a magnificent picture. Unfortunately, this ink is too little, too little…"
Speaking of this, Zhou Bingnan could not help but feel a little dejected.
He finally got the paper and ink he wanted, but it was far from enough to paint the magnificent scroll in his heart.
"Father, this piece is very precious.”
Zhou Bingnan nodded." Indeed. People are often unhappy. It's not easy to have such a piece. I have to think about it carefully. I can't waste it.”
Oh, I see.
" What?" Chen Feng was enlightened." Old sir, you should have said so earlier."”
With that, he took out a complete ink ingot from his bag."Is this enough?"
The other three were staring at Chen Feng as he handed the ink ingot to Zhou Bingnan.
Zhou Bingnan was left with ink in one hand, while the other was tidying up the ink. He was speechless for a long time.
After a full two minutes, he gently touched the two pieces of ink. It was as clear and sharp as the collision of gold and jade.
"This is also a piece of Li Tinggui ink?”
"Yes, I am."
"But how did you…"
According to his understanding, there were less than a handful of Li Tinggui's ink left in the world, and most of them were remnants of the previous dynasty's literati.
The only complete piece was kept in the Tianjing Museum. It was not used by the previous emperor, and the later emperors did not dare to overstep their authority. It had been kept as an antique until now.
As for Chen Feng, how could he have such a complete copy of Li Tinggui's ink?!
Seeing the old man's dull gaze, Chen Feng thought that it was not enough. He took out another piece from his bag and said,""Is two enough?"
This time, the old man couldn't even stand and fell straight onto the chair.
Zhou Yixian and Old Guo didn't help him up. They just stared blankly at the two pieces of ink in his hands.
What was going on?
Was it not enough?
Chen Feng took out another two pieces from his bag and placed them on the table.""I only have this much."
Old Guo, Zhou Yixian, and Zhou Bingnan all felt relieved.
This feeling was very strange. There was an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
Chen Feng's backpack was like Doraemon's treasure pouch. It was unknown what else he could take out from it.
Gone? No more good, no more good. Our normal beating hearts can finally rest for a while.
However, Chen Feng's next sentence caused Old Guo and Zhou Yixian to fall back onto their chairs in fear.
"If it's not enough, I'll have to go home and get it.”
There was more?
Moreover, from his tone, how was this Li Tingguimo who was worth thousands of gold? It was clearly a pile of firewood for the pot.
As long as he ran up the mountain, he could pick up as many as he wanted.
Zhou Bingnan placed the ink ingots in front of his eyes one by one. He looked at them carefully and sniffed them fiercely under his nose.
Indeed, it was all Li Tinggui.
He placed the ink ingots neatly on the table, a total of four and a half yuan.
Zhou Bingnan was a famous artist in the art world. He had personally handled the tribute ink of the Tianjing Museum.
It was exactly the same as the ones in front of him.
No, it should be said that these were even better than those in the Tianjing Museum!
The color of the ink was renewed and more moist.
The four of them looked at each other, speechless.
Finally, Old Guo couldn't hold it in anymore.”
Old Guo's heart was racing.
Half a piece of ink was three million dollars, and there was a total of four and a half dollars here…A whole piece was at least twice as expensive as half a piece…That meant…
'No, I can't count anymore. If I count again, it'll be easy to count myself away…'
"Oh, you guys are asking about Mo." Realization dawned on Chen Feng.
The three of them smiled bitterly. If we don't ask about Mo, what are we asking about?
"The reason why Li Tinggui's ink is so valuable is because after the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Song Dynasty, most of the craftsmen who were familiar with the technique died in the war. Therefore, the literati of the later dynasties mostly used the ink of the Song Dynasty. It was an antique, so it was expensive. In modern times, the amount of ink was almost extinct, so of course, it was more valuable than jade and gold.”
"Then your ink ingot…"
They all understood the logic.
However, Chen Feng had actually taken out 4.5 inksticks without hesitation.!
This was too unbelievable!
How big was the family business to have such a collection?
Combined with all the wonderful experiences he had since meeting Chen Feng, the folding fan, the mulberry bark paper, the tribute ink, and the Longjing tea tree.
Old Guo now had reason to believe that this brother surnamed Chen's ancestors were from the imperial family?
Otherwise, even a merchant would not have such a rich family background!
"Oh, you guys are talking about this? This is Li Tinggui ink that I made by reading ancient books and combining it with the actual ink ingot. Yes, I'm confident that it should be similar to Li Mo.”
" Huh?!" Zhou Bingnan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up."Did you create this ink yourself?"
"Yes, it should be about right."
"It's not just about the same. I think the quality is even higher than the one in the Tianjing Museum!”
The piece in the museum was not made by Li Tinggui, but by a craftsman from the Song Dynasty.
"Amazing! Little friend, you can actually make something even better than what ancient craftsmen made with recipes just by relying on ancient books and real objects! You really made me prostrate myself in admiration.”
As he said this, Zhou Bingnan caressed the ink ingot on the long table. A gratified smile appeared on his face, and his face suddenly lit up, as if he had become ten years younger.
"With these ink ingots, I can finally fulfill my lifelong wish! At least I didn't waste my life in this world!”
After saying that, he walked swiftly to Chen Feng and grabbed his hand.""Little friend, from today onwards, you and I are sworn brothers. If you don't mind, this old man is willing to call you brother from now on.!”
Old Guo and Zhou Yixian's hearts skipped a beat.
Alright, alright, in the future, I'll call this brother,""Little Uncle"…
" I don't think so." Chen Feng shook his hand." Old man, this isn't appropriate, right?"
"What's inappropriate about it? You fulfilled my lifelong wish, which is equivalent to saving my life. If it weren't for you, I, an old man who is about to die, might have left one day! If you're unwilling, are you despising me?”
"No, no…"
"That's the best! Come, brother, please sit…"
"Old Master…"
"Hmm?" Zhou Bingnan glared at him.
" You're too polite, brother." Chen Feng could only change his words." You're too polite, brother."
"Boss, why aren't you showing your uncle some tea?!”
"Alright…"
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