If Wan Changsheng has nothing to ask for, he will not be as slutty as Wu Guibo.

What he was free and easy was to make friends with Zhang. He treated Gou Lao as a treasure. In addition to carefully playing and tasting, he actually dared to question one of them.

This seemed to scratch Professor Gou's itchy spot, and he was extremely proud: "Is it a little new? The pen tip is very sharp, the mouth of the characters is very clear, and it is also very clean, right?"

Wan Changsheng nodded: "If you really follow the Qing Dynasty time you mentioned, this is unlikely. Inks, dust, and old colors should not be stored naturally. I also have seals from the Qing Dynasty or even earlier in my home. Although they are not famous seals, I have read a lot of daily life, so I should not do this."

Professor Gou leaned comfortably against the big desk, and he was almost crossing his legs. He felt that he had not shown off in front of others for many years: "This was what I took my students to the countryside to sketch in the 1980s and collected from a farmhouse. At the time, I was surprised when I saw it. This chapter with a very strong literary interest cannot be seen casually in such a remote farmhouse. Of course, the peasant woman didn't know anything. I also knew that some scammers pretended to be ignorant and lay people to trick them into finding bargains. But at that time, they only had 80 cents, and this piece of chicken blood alone was more than 80 cents, so I gave five yuan!"

The old lady finally interrupted: "At that time, his salary was only more than seventy yuan, and many working families only had forty yuan, which was not a small amount."

Wan Changsheng held up the seal again and wondered: "It makes no sense."

Professor Gou also happily stretched out his fingers to gesture on the seal: "The thick blood in the clouds and mist is like floating slumber, right?"

Wan Changsheng admitted: "Dears ago, there were not enough food or clothing or warm clothes. There must be few people playing with stones, let alone farmers in the countryside. They definitely don't understand the value of this stone itself. The bloodstone mainly depends on the ratio, concentration and style of the blood. Although I don't know the market, if it is more than 70% of the Shoushan chess bloodstone, it is the best. The full six-sided red almost all over red, and it is so bright, not to mention that this red feeling is a mist that penetrates into it. It really looks like a flocculent shape that drips chicken blood into clear water. Now those rich people are definitely very expensive to buy and sell this stone. This is not the above chapter. If it is really the original product of the Qing Dynasty, it will be priceless."

This is how cultural relics are. Materials are the foundation. If the best materials have a very good workmanship, then there will be a superposition effect and a square cube increase in value.

Wan Changsheng didn't care much about the price of such things, he had them at home.

The result of not being passed down by the inheritance is the things passed down from ancestors, a bunch of things that have been passed down from hundreds or thousands of years!

This kind of thing may be seen in the whole country, only Shuchuan, commonly known as the country of Tianfu, can survive from generation to generation.

If you are used to it, you won’t be timid about value. This is also a pleasure to make the owner happy.

Professor Gou was indeed extremely happy: "But I will never sell it, so I don't worry about being stolen here. Come on, let me tell you why the seal of this chapter is so new..."

As he said that, he put on reading glasses and turned on the desk lamp next to him. Wan Changsheng approached and saw Professor Gou gently clicking on the mouth of the chapter with a most ordinary carving knife: "This chapter was buried with him. He has been lying in the tomb for hundreds of years. I went to see the tomb. It is the only filial tomb in the local area that received the imperial edict from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty. It was smashed when the four olds were removed. Later, the peasant woman accidentally dug out of the sand while she was slashing the grass."

Wan Changsheng made a strange lip-syncing expression.

It's a reaction to that kind of exercise.

Professor Gou ignored him: "Look at this place... it is a very complete and grand stone tomb. The site selection is very exquisite, so even if it is broken, it is still guaranteed that the sand and soil inside are dry and the humidity is very small. More importantly, it should be in a closed and isolated artificial space for hundreds of years. In this case, there are very few chemical reactions between the stone and the surrounding soil and even the air..."

Wan Changsheng understood a little: "Oh, it will be difficult for the skin to enter the mouth of the characters, so he basically maintained the way he engraved the characters back then!"

Professor Gou was satisfied: "Yes! Now some people call this patina, which often uses contact to produce a layer of film. There are very few on it. I was half-believing and half-doubted. Later, I had the opportunity to go to the underground palace of Famen Temple to investigate and study the seal carving there. I found that the cultural relics there had this characteristic. I took this seal for scientific testing and it proved that it was real."

Wan Changsheng suddenly realized.

There are actually many ancient seals in the family, and some are expensive, but there are almost no celebrities, so the temple guards of all generations did not take it seriously. It was not the monumental ones left by their father and grandfather, and some of them were shoveled and re-carved for several generations!

In the eyes of the Wan family, these stones are stones. Only carving can make the stones valuable, not offer them there.

Therefore, there are few such situations where you can't bear to keep stamping, so you have never encountered it.

This is the fun of cultural relics. Playing and pursuing the stories hidden inside, there are many seemingly bizarre details that can be explained.

The old and the young are just having a simple and happy chat.

Professor Gou asked for the two pieces of Wan Changsheng, saying that he would give the students a comment at the end of next month's seal carving class. In addition, he hoped that Wan Changsheng would follow him as a teaching assistant every week starting from the next semester: "I can't lead you anymore. Changsheng, there are less than 20 faculty and staff in the Department of Chinese Painting. I hope you are the sixth assistant and the only seal carving assistant."

Wan Changsheng was simply incredible: "Is there really no other teacher?"

Professor Gou smiled bitterly: "Most of the existing seal carving enthusiasts have personal hobbies. Folk artists can be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, but very few have qualifications. Let's put it this way, Pingjing Palace Museum is the place with the largest collection of ancient seals in the country. The Northern School seal seal inheritance has been single-handed for the last three generations... This is still Pingjing Palace Museum!"

Wan Changsheng was silent.

Holding his hands on his knees without saying a word.

Mr. Gou was not in a hurry. Seeing his lovely disciples more and more, he was unwilling to be his disciples.

Because Wan Changsheng's face was a kind of contemplative look that was worried about the world before worrying.

Instead of worrying about gains and losses.

How could he not like it?

The old lady sat next to her slowly, peeling the cherry tomatoes, that is, the skin of the little tomato, and handing them to the old man for food. If the old man didn't move, she would eat it by herself.

Wan Changsheng spoke for a while: "I can do the teaching assistant, but I don't pin my hopes on the existing students. The same is true. I have to increase the art training for ordinary people. I will focus on art exam training, and then gradually expand from art exam training to art hobbies and cultivate art interests and hobbies, so that more children can get in touch with art, knowing that art not only includes oil paintings, Chinese paintings, but also sculptures, and seal carvings."

The old man nodded slowly, very slowly but very hard: "Okay."

The old lady said at this time: "You said you should do art exam training with your heart. There are only so many students in total. There are so many art students in every year. If you just take your students into the exam, there will be other children who cannot pass the exam. What's the point? Isn't this a disguised raising the entry threshold and increasing the difficulty?"

Professor Gou's eyebrows moved, but he refused to speak.

Wan Changsheng also moved his eyebrows and looked at the old lady again: "Aunt Guan, this...is not what you should say in this way, it's a bit out of standard."

This was very rude, but Professor Gou could not help but laughed, and forced his face to keep silent.

The old lady gave Wan Changsheng the small tomato peeled in her hand: "You should just treat it as a question from the masses."

Wan Changsheng understood, and smiled and took the tomato and ate it in one bite: "Thank you, this is like the college entrance examination. Anyway, there are only 100,000 people all year round, so you can draw 100,000 people to study. What else can you take? The exam is to be used as a screen threshold and survive the fittest. There are so many art students every year. If the art exam training can be done well, the students who enter art academy are as talented as possible, and students who understand what kind of art category they want to develop in and teach according to their aptitude. This old saying has been said for hundreds of years. This is not called raising the entry threshold, but selecting good talents more carefully and accurately. Over time, good talents can build huge and magnificent buildings, rather than recruiting a group of mediocre people who come in to play games and fall in love every day. Asking this question, the basic principles are wrong. Are you still satisfied with this answer?"

The old lady smiled and nodded slowly, looking very similar to her husband, but she was more rounder: "Old man, such students should be the focus of training. Recently, I heard that the female student who was having a lot of controversy in your college is not ashamed enough to be a female student who was unwilling to do so. If you change it as soon as possible, you still have time to bring changes to the school spirit and discipline."

Wan Changsheng feels a little bit in his heart?

But I dare not say it, nor dare to ask

What if they didn’t say they wanted to change it by themselves, wouldn’t it seem a bit overwhelming?

He could only shake his head slowly to Professor Gou, saying that it was nothing to do with me.

But it seems that Professor Gou, who even the principal dares to give face outside, seems to be a led crowd at home.
Chapter completed!