The door of the Wuyuan antique shop was half-closed, and Chen Xiu walked in with Ou Sheng, and the dim light from the inside added a bleak to this bleak season.

An old man with a slightly hunched body is holding a chicken feather blanket on the broom with a porcelain bottle, a copper stove, and an inkstone.

"Grandpa!"

The old man looked back and saw that it was Ou Sheng, and his face was full of wrinkles.

"Xiao Sheng, here. ”

"Grandpa, didn't you say that your rheumatism is going to happen again in the past few days, why do you clean up by yourself. ”

Ou Sheng snatched the chicken feather blanket in Fang Zhishan's hand in the past, unlike Fang Zhishan, who held on to it and said, "Little girl, don't move." Grandpa knows that you are kind and wants to help him.

But you calculate, since I was a child, every time you help me clean up things, how many antiques have broken me!"

Ou Sheng's old man was ruthlessly exposed by the old man, and he feigned anger: "Kindness is not good to repay, I don't like to help you clean it!"

After a while, seeing that Fang Zhishan didn't pay attention to his little temper at all, he had to complain and said, "Didn't you ask multiple people to help look after the store, don't do everything yourself." ”

"I asked a young man for help, but he only agreed to work the night shift and would come later. ”

Fang Zhishan looked Chen Xiu up and down, and said with a little meaning: "Xiao Sheng, why don't you introduce your friend." ”

"Hello, Grandpa. I'm Chen Xiu, Erdong Chen, the cultivator of the Dao!" Chen Xiu introduced himself very well.

Ou Sheng blushed and said, "Who is your grandfather, this is my grandfather!"

"Isn't your grandfather our grandfather, who will share me with you, isn't it? ”

Ou Sheng's face turned even redder, and he lowered his head and said, "You are you, I am me, who is with you!"

Fang Zhishan saw everything in his eyes, and the young man in front of him actually let his granddaughter, who has always been unrestrained, have such a shy face, and he was happy to see it.

"Grandpa, I'll help you clean up. ”

Chen Xiu took the chicken feather blanket very well, and said: "Actually, I also opened an antique shop, and I opened a shop called Tingyuxuan in Ansan. ”

"Hello this mouthful!"

Fang Zhishan was still a little suspicious when he looked at Chen Xiu young.

Chen Xiu knew that he couldn't convince the old man if he didn't show his hand, so he looked around the store and said: "Your old man has a soft spot for the collections of the Ming Dynasty, and the four famous products of the Ming Dynasty: Xuande furnace, cloisonne, Chenghua cup, and Wanli cabinet. You're just one Chenghua chicken bowl cup away from you!"

Connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

Chen Xiu saw the collection in his store at a glance, and Fang Zhishan's eyes lit up.

"You're really a bit of a level. ”

"Of course!"

Chen Xiu has always been very modest, but in order to convince Old Man Fang, he also deliberately went wild.

"Then I'll test you. ”

Fang Zhishan pointed to a landscape painting in the glass cabinet and asked, "Look at this painting!"

Chen Xiu looked at it, and saw that it was a slightly yellowed landscape map, the painting was not big, but about 30 centimeters, and the mountains painted on it were steep, as if they were jumping on the paper, and the skill could be seen.

When Fang Zhishan saw Chen Xiu's boss with his mouth wide open, he only thought that he was stumped, and said proudly: "Young man, modesty is the excellent quality of the Xia nation, and if you can't see it, you won't be ashamed......

"Huashan Map!"

Chen Xiu opened his mouth and said: "This is Wang Lu's picture of Huashan, a famous medical scientist in the Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, he is good at poetry and painting. His landscape painting patriarchal Southern Song Dynasty Ma Yuan, Xia Gui, self-formed family law.

It is a pity that his only surviving work is "Huashan Tu", which is a sketch of Wang Lu1 when he traveled to Huashan.

There are 40 paintings in this volume, and 26 pages of poems, each of which depicts the scenic scenery of Huashan.

As far as I know, these 40 paintings were lost overseas in the early years, and the Palace Museum could only recover eight of them.

I never thought you had one here, it's really amazing!"

In antiques, the first difficult thing to identify is the words, and the second difficult is the painting.

And everyone in Xia is often "words" and "paintings" are not separated, which is undoubtedly more difficult.

Therefore, in the private museum of Niu Weidu, a great collector in Kyoto, he has dabbled in all the artworks from the beginning of Xia Wenmian to the present, but he has never touched the collection of calligraphy and painting in his life, but he is afraid of being slapped in the face.

Chen Xiu saw the advent of "Huashan Tu" at a glance, and Fang Zhishan also knew that Chen Xiu had real skills in life, not to pursue his granddaughter, and deliberately improvised antique knowledge.

Not only sighed and said: "You kid can, better than my son-in-law, my granddaughter's vision is much better than my daughter's!"

Chen Xiu didn't count his tongue-twister-style kinship for a long time, but Ou Sheng's face was even redder, and he said, "Grandpa, I ignore you, I'll cook!"

"Ou Sheng, I'll help you ......"

Chen Xiugang wanted to run to help, but Fang Zhishan grabbed him and said, "The woman in the kitchen is doing it, what are you going to do." Come, I'll show you some good things, I also have a lot of Ming Dynasty official mansions in my collection, I'll let you take a look at it today!"

Now Chen Xiu is really interested, the Ming Dynasty as the last dynasty of the Han family, but also the last peak glory of the Han family's clothing, and after the Manchurians entered the customs, the hair was cut and easy to wear, and the cheongsam was made exquisitely, which was also a little less than the traditional school beauty of the Han family for thousands of years.

For the study of Xia clothing, Mr. Hu Shi also wrote an article, saying that the suits or evening dresses worn by Westerners and men are all prominent lines and show their personality like their culture, while Xia's clothing is a "hidden" character, and the loose clothing is completely covering their own figures, which is very Xia Confucianism.

After all, the wild boar skin has not learned the Han culture, and the cheongsam is also close to the body and lines.

From this point of view, the value of clothing collection in the Ming Dynasty is far above that of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Wang Zhishan also really has a lot of good things, namely the men's golden crown, the women's phoenix crown, the children's bright silk gourd pattern Tibetan robe, and the dragon and phoenix pearl emerald crown inlaid with 24 grams of longan-sized pearls is even more greedy for Chen Xiu.

"Boy, do you want it!"

Chen Xiu subconsciously nodded violently like a chicken pecking rice, and Fang Zhishan said with a smile: "What's the hurry, be kind to my granddaughter, these will be yours in the future!"

Before Chen Xiu could figure out what he meant, the bell on the door of the store stepped forward, and a young man walked in and said, "Old Fang, there is a traffic jam on the road, I'm late!"

When the young man came in, he was very surprised to see Chen Xiu, and Chen Xiu was even more surprised when he saw the person coming!

This young man, if Chen Xiu wasn't dazzled, he was the third-generation zombie he had seen on the mountain a few days ago - Mr. Zhu!