Naturally, Zhang Fan was not the kind of person who would deliberately find fault, so he nodded.
"Spread out the paper!"
Okay!
He made full use of the rare age given by this body.
The shop owner immediately agreed and quickly cleared the things on the counter and slowly spread out the scroll, just like he was serving his own old man.
Zhang Fan took a look at the ink, which was black, sticky and smelly. He didn't even think of rendering it.
"No need for ink, I'll try the strength!"
Having said that, Zhang Fan opened the box.
Inside the box is a special brush that is one meter and one inch long, as thick as a child's arm, and made of fluffy gray-black wolf tail hair.
As soon as he picked up the brush, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.
"It's really heavy! No wonder this young man doesn't want to take it!"
When the shop owner heard this, he chuckled and glared at the young man again.
Zhang Fan lifted up the brush easily!
"The old man is so strong!" the young man said in amazement!
He had tried writing with this brush with one hand before!
But just trying to lift it made his arms tremble, let alone pick it up to paint!
I think it would be easier for him to just use a mop than to draw with this pen!
But Zhang Fan picked it up easily!
And he pointed the tip straight down and drew a stroke on the rice paper with great force.
This stroke can be described as refreshing and exudes a sense of dominance!
As soon as he made a move, the shop owner standing next to him suddenly brightened up!
I actually felt a little regretful that I was reluctant to part with such good brushes and ink, and failed to let this old gentleman's calligraphy and paintings end up in this store today!
Wang Yu also came forward!
He stared at the rice paper for a few seconds and said, "It's true that if you understand one method, you can understand everything. Old Zhang, your way of writing is really rare."
Zhang Fan laughed and raised the brush!
"It's not bad! I'm old now, and I can't paint those delicate things. This is just a casual painting, and it may be considered a painting!"
"Your level is really high!" Wang Yu praised!
Zhang Fan turned to look at the shop owner standing beside him: "Okay, I'll take this pen. It feels good and looks pretty good! Wrap it up!"
Zhang Fan casually put the brush back into the box!
The shop owner didn't care about the rice paper anymore. He immediately took the box over, carefully took out a piece of silk, cut it in front of Zhang Fan, took the most beautiful part of the handmade silk, carefully wrapped the cut part in the box, measured the size, and took it into the room.
Then the sound of an electric sewing machine was heard from inside. In just a minute or two, the box was wrapped in brocade, and the boss held this good thing in both hands and placed it on the table in front of Zhang Fan.
"Old man, look at what I packed for you. Are you satisfied?"
Zhang Fan didn't expect that the decoration of this shop was so ancient, and the people and things were also ancient.
Where have you ever seen silk being cut and packaged on the spot in front of customers?
Zhang Fan found this very novel.
Wang Yu standing next to him came from that era. Things that can be wrapped in silk are often of extraordinary value.
It is not comparable to the current kraft paper, plastic bags, and things like those printed with oil paints.
"Very satisfied, let's talk about the price."
The boss immediately said, "Old sir, this brush has a great origin. It was made by a calligraphy and painting master who asked a famous craftsman in Jiangnan to make it decades ago. The handle of this brush is made of red sandalwood, so it is quite heavy.
In addition, the hair used was from the tail of a purebred black wolf, and it was made gray and white using various means, so its value is extraordinary.
After decades of accumulation, the hair is smooth and not dry at all, which shows that it is a fine product, so the price is quite high. "
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So this pen has a long history? Who is the calligraphy master who asked someone to make it for you?"
The boss shook his head and said, "It is impossible to verify this, but it seems that this master passed away not long after he got the brush, and he never had the chance to paint a single stroke.
So, if you take this brush away, you will be his first director."
Zhang Fan nodded!
Wang Nianzu, who was standing aside, seemed a little surprised!
"Boss? You are kidding me! Isn't it just a piece of wood and animal hair? Why are you blowing it so hard? How much is it worth?"
The boss said with a smile: "Not much, not much, 880,000!"
"How many!"
Wang Nianzu’s eyes are so big!
I just thought I heard it wrong!
Isn't it just a brush?
How dare they sell it at such a high price!
"Ma'am, please don't look at me like that. I really didn't mean to raise the price. This pen is really rare in the world, and it's a first-hand product. I have no problem with a higher price.
In addition, it has several decades of history and its quality can still be guaranteed, so it is definitely worth collecting.
Therefore, 880,000 is not particularly high. If it were an ordinary person, I might ask for 188!"
Wang Nianzu rolled his eyes: "I don't believe you! One million eight hundred and eighty thousand!"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly.
"Wang Nianzu? Why don't you believe what the boss said? Are you upset because you spent the money?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Nianzu's little face turned red.
Thinking back to what I had just said on the street, I boasted about what I had done.
He said that he must let Zhang Fan do it and never save money for himself.
But now, okay, 880,000 for a brush?
This was totally beyond my expectations.
I thought the most expensive brush would be around 1,800 yuan, but I didn’t expect it to be so expensive.
Wang Yu coughed and said, "Silly grandson, hurry up and buy it. If Old Zhang writes a few words with this pen, it will be enough for you to spend for the rest of your life. How come you suddenly become stupid?"
Wang Nianzu smiled immediately!
"Great Grandfather, don't be angry. I just didn't react."
Seeing Wang Nianzu acting like a spoiled child, Wang Yu shook his head helplessly!
Then, Wang Nianzu turned around and said, "Grandpa Zhang, I was really surprised by the price just now, but it's not that I don't want to buy it."
Zhang Fan shook his head: "Your great grandfather is right. Anyway, I can do anything. It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity!"
Wang Nianzu nodded immediately: "Grandpa Zhang, how could I doubt you? I'll buy it right away, as long as you like it."
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