Chapter 303: There is a case in everything
Later, the soldiers rebelled, looted, completely evaporated from the world, and the traces were hidden. ”
"I didn't expect that after such a long time, I would be lucky enough to meet on this occasion. ”
"A veritable rarity!"
"An Dong is really willing to use this painting as a birthday gift?"
When the words fell, An Manzhen was slightly stunned.
The old man on the side glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu deeply, with an inexplicable expression.
At this time, An Manzhen came back to her senses, chuckled twice, and said, "As long as it is genuine, I am relieved." ”
"My father said before that this painting has a different artistic conception, which is very suitable for the old lady's mood at a certain time. ”
"Although it is rare and true, we are willing to dedicate it to his old man. ”
After a pause, she lowered her voice slightly, and a look of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes: "But ......"
"Just now, Kong Fanqing's expert appraisal turned out to be a fake. ”
"It is also said that this painting was destroyed in the war of that year......
Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu's face was slightly gloomy, the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc, and he said coldly: "This is the so-called master, and the title of Huaxia 'master' is inevitably too worthless." ”
"Mr. An doesn't need to think too much, just dedicate this painting. ”
"He is clumsy, but Xia Lao is different. ”
At this moment, the old man raised his cane and slammed it on the table, exclaiming angrily, "What bullshit......! Who's that, and whose disciple is he?"
Hearing this, Amman Zhen took two steps forward and muttered a few words in a low voice.
The old man sneered: "It turned out to be Old Monster Chen, no wonder ......"
"That old guy's level is not very good, a soldier is a bear, and he will be a nest of bears!"
"If you want to talk about jade, he has two strokes, and this calligraphy and painting is far behind. ”
"You go, call that person over, let the ancestors teach a lesson. ”
When the words fell, the middle-aged man behind the wheelchair bent down slightly and said softly: "Ancestor, I'm afraid something is wrong......
"This matter, after all, is a family affair of Old Man Chen, I am afraid it will be more appropriate for him to deal with it. ”
The old man let out a 'hmm' when he heard the words, waved his hand lightly, and sneered: "If I hadn't encountered this incident, I'd say something else, but isn't it a coincidence today? ”
After a pause, he added: "What this stinky boy said makes sense, you can't let a grain of rat feces spoil a pot of soup." ”
"Go ahead!"
"By the way, let Chen Lao also come over to see how thick-skinned he is. ”
The middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything more when he heard this, nodded his head, and then turned around and left with a big stride.
At this time, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu deeply, and said with a smile: "I can't see it, the young man is hiding quite deeply, what's the matter?
Zheng Shaoqiu's face did not change in the slightest, and he said quietly: "There is no bottom, it is innocent, and now a scrap collection station has been opened." ”
When the old man heard this, a different color flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he saw something in his spare eyes, and he sighed with his long neck: "Boy, I'm afraid you have a lot of things on you." ”
"Come, hand it over and let the old ancestor palm his eyes. ”
Zheng Shaoqiu's heart sank when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at the old man, his face was solemn.
After a while, a smile of interest rose on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly stretched out his hand, took out a bloodstone seal from his pocket, and placed it on the stone table.
The old man let out a salty 'um' sound, not seeing how he moved, and the next moment, the chapter appeared in his palm.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zheng Shaoqiu's face changed instantly, and his eyelids trembled suddenly.
Originally......
It turned out to be him.
The old man casually took the bloodstone seal in his hand, glanced at it twice, then flipped to the seal, looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.
The next moment, he raised his head suddenly, staring at Zheng Shaoqiu with two sharp eyes like knives, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile that looked a little hideous.
"Original...... It's you. ”
"Hehe, I should have guessed it a long time ago, except for you, a rootless freak, who else can recognize that painting just by looking at it by a dozen centimeters!"
Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu's face did not change in the slightest, and he unhurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it as if no one was around.
The old man snorted heavily, his voice was a little weird and hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing on the ground: "It's just such a gadget, knocking down all those apprentices of the old ancestor, this face is crackling......"
"I asked you to drink the big red robe just now, but you not only refused, but also said some!"
"You don't give the face of the ancestor!"
"Little thing, you're really unexpected!"
Zheng Shaoqiu's eyelids were half drooping when he heard this, and he completely went in his left ear and out of his right ear about these words, and he didn't pay attention to them at all.
After a moment, he said tightly: "Not everyone wants to please you. ”
"There are many people who flatter you, but I am not. ”
When there was a riot at the previous treasure examining conference, Amanzhen went somewhere else, so it is not clear what happened in it.
Listening to the conversation between the two, he scratched his head in confusion, and he didn't react for a while.
She gave Zheng Shaoqiu an inquiring look, wanting to ask the identity of the old man.
However, Zheng Shaoqiu seemed to pretend not to see it, and did not respond at all.
The old man laughed strangely, stretched out his hand, pointed at Zheng Shaoqiu's nose, and shouted loudly: "Okay, there is a kind! In the future, when you ask the old ancestor to do something, when the time comes, don't blame the old ancestor for not being merciless!"
Zheng Shaoqiu raised his chin slightly, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes: "When you beg me in the future, it depends on my mood." ”
"Phew!"
The old man snorted heavily, and stared at Zheng Shaoqiu viciously: "Don't worry, there will never be this day!"
Zheng Shaoqiu replied lightly: "Don't talk too much, there is a case in everything." ”
"Snort. ”
Hearing this, the old man was obviously annoyed and angry, and directly raised his crutches and poked Zheng Shaoqiu's body.
"Little thing, you're not endless, are you? I don't know if you respect the old and love the young, the old ancestor can't kill you!"
The black, golden-spotted mangosteen crutch hit Zheng Shaoqiu's arm hard, and there was a sharp pain all of a sudden.
The old man snorted, especially puzzled, snorted coldly, and came a second time.
"You're not done!"
Zheng Shaoqiu's face was slightly dusty, and he directly reached out into a claw, like a golden snake wrapped around a thread, wrapped around the black cane, and then his shoulder exerted a slight force.
The next moment, the old man was in a hurry, and his crutches were instantly out of his hand.
Zheng Shaoqiu's wrist rotated, and the crutches were like a trick, rotating one hundred and eighty degrees, holding it firmly in the palm of his hand.