Chapter 27 Were you a crow in your previous life? (1 update)
Zhao Xuhuai felt guilty when he learned that Jiang Huaijing had just returned from abroad and had not even returned home, but was called over by him.
"Huaijing, you see how this happened. I was too excited."
Facing the teacher, Jiang Huaijing was humble and gentle. With his somewhat retro suit, people couldn't help but think of the eight characters "modest gentleman, gentle as jade".
"Teacher, you are being too formal. If the video really shows the lost water-grained paper, I would like to thank you."
Speaking of business, Zhao Xuhuai threw all the guilt in his heart aside, turned on the video, and began to analyze it carefully with Jiang Huaijing.
Water-patterned paper is a famous paper from the Tang Dynasty, also known as flower curtain paper.
When this kind of paper is viewed against the light, it can show shiny lines or patterns in addition to the curtain pattern. The purpose is to increase the potential beauty of the paper.
The Palace Museum has "Tongnian Tie" by Li Jianzhong in the late Five Dynasties and early Northern Song Dynasty, which is the earliest water-patterned paper in the world so far, showing a transparent water wave pattern.
"Han Ma Tie" by the Northern Song Dynasty painter Mi Fu, showing a pattern of pavilions in the clouds, is a more complex water-patterned paper.
With the change of dynasties and the development of history, water-patterned paper has been lost.
And the cultural treasures submerged in the long river of history are more than just water-patterned paper?
The times are developing rapidly, and new things are constantly emerging. If these things left by our ancestors are not paid attention to, protected, and passed on, they are likely to be forgotten by the world in the end.
Jiang Huaijing has always insisted on protecting, inheriting, and developing China's traditional culture, hoping that these shining cultural treasures can last for a long time, rather than disappearing in the long years.
On the way here, Jiang Huaijing was imagining that if it was really the water-grained paper from the Tang Dynasty, it would mean that the water-grained paper had not been lost, and there were still people who could make this kind of paper.
This is definitely a huge discovery.
Whether it is investment, protection, development planning, or application for intangible cultural heritage, he can help with the operation.
It is exciting to allow contemporary people to use water-grained paper and understand this history.
An old man and a child watched this video repeatedly in the living room, and it seemed that they were almost wrapping the video disk.
"I'm not sure about the other three pens. The one on display is definitely a Zhuge pen. These two inkstones are Duan inkstones. This box of ink sticks looks like Hui ink. Although I can't be sure whether it is from the Song Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, it is definitely ancient ink."
Jiang Huaijing is an expert. He quickly gave a conclusion about these three things, but when it came to the paper, he was still hesitant.
Although he had seen the watermark paper exhibited in the museum, the calligraphy on it accounted for the vast majority of the proportion. Regarding the paper, he really didn't remember it very clearly.
"Are you sure it's watermark paper?" Zhao Xuhuai asked.
Jiang Huaijing shook his head, "It's hard to judge without seeing the real thing and just watching the video."
Zhao Xuhuai felt a little sorry, "I don't know where the fan who didn't work today is. It would be great if I could see it with my own eyes. It would be even better if I could buy some from her."
Jiang Huaijing laughed, "You don't need those."
"Then you want to collect them!" Zhao Xuhuai only has this hobby.
Jiang Huaijing didn't say anything else. He also likes to collect, especially these old objects. He even has a private collection hall, but it has never been open to the public.
"I'll check it out first and let you know when it's confirmed."
Jiang Huaijing never procrastinated. The next morning, he went to the village in the city where Sang Yian lived.
There are old houses here, narrow streets, and various repair stalls on the roadside that have disappeared in the city.
Repair bicycles, shoes, and umbrellas.
In addition, there are also key duplication, trouser alterations, and even tailor shops that make tailor-made clothes.
Those things that are gradually disappearing in the city are still alive and well in this urban village.
Old songs are still playing on the streets.
All of this made Jiang Huaijing have an illusion that he had traveled back to the 1980s and 1990s.
Lu Zhiyao drove around the urban village and asked the neighbors before finding Sang Yian's home.
"Will you really not lose money if you open a supermarket in a place like this?" Lu Zhiyao asked a soul-searching question after getting off the car.
"You cursed my supermarket to lose money so early in the morning. Are you the reincarnation of a crow?"
Sang Yian had just finished a five-kilometer morning run. His face was covered in sweat, his hair was stuck to his cheeks and face, and his bright eyes were filled with anger.
Anyone who came home from morning exercise and heard this before entering the house would not be happy.
Lu Zhiyao was a little embarrassed and explained sincerely, "Don't get me wrong, I'm really worried about you. You're a little girl, you don't work, you live on the small supermarket, if the supermarket loses money, then all the money you worked so hard to earn will be wasted, right?"
Sang Yian took the aqua blue towel hanging on his shoulder and wiped the sweat off his face casually, with a cunning light in his eyes, "Oh, are you checking me?"
Lu Zhiyao pursed his lips, he was really sharp enough.
Sang Yian raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile in his eyes, "Fourth Master is taking so much trouble to investigate me, do you have any idea about me?"
Lu Zhiyao immediately remembered the first time they met, this little girl drooled over his uncle's figure and wanted to see his collarbone.
He explained quickly, "He's not! He didn't! Don't let your imagination run wild! President Jiang is not interested in women, and he won't have any idea about you!"
Sang Yian looked at Jiang Huaijing behind him, facing the sun, his deep facial features made him look even more handsome. He
was wearing a light grey straight suit, with all the buttons buttoned up, and he exuded an abstinence.
He was walking towards her slowly.
Sang Yian met his smiling peach eyes, and the teardrop mole at the end of his eye really hit her aesthetic point. The three-headed little man in her mind was already brimming with hearts.
Fortunately, she managed to keep her composure. "I never thought that the Fourth Master's hobbies were so different from others that he actually wanted to become a monk."
Jiang Huaijing had just been processing documents in the car and was a step late in getting out of the car. Of course, this did not affect his ability to hear his silly nephew's words clearly. "
Assistant Lu was just joking."
His expression remained calm, and he only glanced at Lu Zhiyao from the corner of his eye without any emotion, but Lu Zhiyao had a bad feeling in his heart.
I'm afraid this time it's not something that can be solved with just a plan.
"Miss Sang, I heard that you have a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones that are worth collecting. I'm very interested in them. I wonder if I can admire them?"
Jiang Huaijing went straight to the point.
Sang Yian put his hands in his pockets and smiled, "Fourth Master, our relationship is not yet at the point where you can appreciate personal collections, right?"
Lu Zhiyao frowned, not liking her attitude, "Don't be so naive. Who in the business world doesn't want to have a good relationship with our President Jiang?"
"Now President Jiang has taken the initiative to come to us. That's something that others can't even ask for. Don't forget to cherish it!"
Sang Yian smiled. This special assistant obviously hasn't experienced any social beatings!
Today she will teach him what the dangers of society are!