In the courtyard of the village of Linhekou.

Although it was only half of the morning, Wang Ziqiang and his group of little rabbits returned.

One by one, they gritted their teeth and were angry, feeling humiliated and humiliated, and vowed to get back to the appearance of the field.

Guo Yongkun ignored them, and after entering the courtyard, he went to the stone table under the grape trellis, and sat down opposite Luo Si.

frowned and asked, "Fourth Master, what is it?"

"A volume of calligraphy by Huang Tingjian. ”

"Huang Tingjian?" Guo Yongkun subconsciously scratched his head, thinking to himself who this person is.

Fortunately, Luo Si knew his three-legged cat's historical skills, and said lightly: "This person is one of the four great calligraphers of the Song Dynasty, even if you haven't heard of him, his friends must know." ”

"Who?"

"Su Dongpo. ”

Fog grass!

Guo Yongkun's face turned red in an instant, purely excited, how could he not know Brother Dongpo, and after being reminded by the fourth master, he faintly had some impressions.

The world often says "Su Huang, Su Huang", who this Huang is, he has never figured it out, but now it seems that he is afraid that it is this Huang Tingjian.

Sure enough, Luo Si continued, "Huang Tingjian is both a writer and a calligrapher, and his calligraphy attainments are extremely high, and Song Huizong is very obsessed with his calligraphy.

Soon after Huang Tingjian's death, the Jin people entered the customs and Song Huizong was imprisoned, so that many of his works were damaged or lost in the war.

Therefore, if this painting is Huang Tingjian's authentic handwriting, it is very valuable for research and collection. ”

Guo Yongkun was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Fourth master, it's been a long time...... You're not sure if it's genuine?"

Luo Si rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Ziqiang's group of young people, "Are you a god to me?" Just by their little dictation, you haven't seen anything, you can be sure of the authenticity?

"And calligraphy masters like Huang Tingjian, there are countless followers over the ages, and copies abound, if you don't see the real thing, who can ensure the authenticity?"

That doesn't seem to be a problem.

Thinking about it, Guo Yongkun turned his head to look at Wang Ziqiang and said, "Xiaoqiang, what the hell is going on, why was it robbed before I got it back?"

"Because the price of the word seller is too high!"

The prince said with a bitter face, "The opening is five hundred yuan, I am afraid that I will buy the wrong one, so I will write down the approximate situation and hurry back to report to the fourth master." But I gave the deposit!"

"Oh?"

The stinky boy is also smart, Guo Yongkun nodded and said, "How much did you give?"

"Two pieces. ”

“......”

"It's useless. ”

Wang Ziqiang said that he was already a little angry here, "After coming back, the fourth master told me that even if it is a copy, five hundred yuan will not suffer, so I immediately rushed back, but I knew that the painting had already been sold, and the two yuan would be returned to me." ”

"You took it?"

"Of course not, I'm not stupid, if it weren't for Mazi pulling me, I would have beaten him!"

If that's the case, the matter is easy to solve, and to put it mildly, even if it goes to the police station, you will stand on your side.

"Who robbed it?" Guo Yongkun squinted slightly, faintly remembering something.

"Brother Kun, don't you remember? I told you before, there is an extra group of people in the city who collect antiques, just like us. That's what they did!"

Sure enough.

"Now do you know what's going on?"

Wang Ziqiang nodded and said: "The person who became the head of them, nicknamed Ghost Brother, has some names, and is said to be a very ruthless person!"

Vicious?

Guo Yongkun sneered, is Lao Tzu good?

The fat to the mouth is taken away, this thing must not be endured!

Although he is a half-baked collector, he also knows that calligraphy and painting antiques are often more valuable, whether from the perspective of art research, or real money.

Moreover, he is well versed in the law of the jungle and the truth that people are good at being bullied, people live for a lifetime, they can not provoke others, but they don't fight back when they are bitten.

Who are you bullying if they don't bully?

If that were the case, it would happen.

"Can you find someone?"

"Yes!"

Guo Yongkun raised his eyebrows, stood up, and prepared to meet this ghost brother.

"I'll go with you. Luo Si said suddenly.

"What are you going to do?" Guo Yongkun frowned.

It's likely that they will fight here, they are all young people, and it doesn't matter if they hang some color, but at such an age as the fourth master, if he is injured, it is not a trivial matter.

"I'm going to see if it's the real thing, and if not, don't make a big deal out of it. ”

"Fourth Master, even if it's not genuine, I have to get it back, this is a matter of principle. ”

"Then I have to go, you young people are frizzy, I'm afraid it's the real thing, in case you get up and ruin it...... I'm going anyway!"

This old man is very obsessed with calligraphy, and it is easy to encounter such an object, and he is also guilty of confusion at this moment.

To be honest, Guo Yongkun really has nothing to do with him.

However, his attitude made Kwok Yongkun realize the preciousness of Wong Ting-kin's calligraphy.

"Go, go!"

Guo Yongkun felt a little irritable, of course, he was more worried, pointed to Mazi and Haozi and said, "Don't do anything for the two of you, just protect the fourth master." ”

"Good!"

The two of them nodded vigorously, among the twelve young people, in terms of skills, they were the best.

......

Deyi Village.

Although this village is called a village, it is not like the urban village on the other side of the old Wang family's old house, which is very well developed, and there are several collective factories in the village.

Walking on the wide concrete road, the sound of machinery roaring is everywhere.

"Brother Kun, well, it's that yard. Wang Ziqiang stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction.

As the saying goes, people are humane, and ghosts have ghosts, how did this kid find out here, Guo Yongkun didn't bother to ask.

At this moment, it is a large mansion similar to the courtyard house of the capital, which is not very new, a bit of historical mottling, and it should be the ancestral home of a big family.

"Fourth master, you can wait outside later, I'll go in first to meet that guy." ”

Guo Yongkun is still a little worried, the ghost knows what the other party's temperament is, in case there is no communication at all, it is really unsafe for the fourth master to go in.

Luo Si naturally knew that he was for his own good, and since he had come, he no longer embarrassed him, and nodded: "Okay, you try to value harmony as much as possible." ”

Guo Yongkun didn't want to fight, the other party wanted to return the things to him, and he left immediately.

After walking a little further, a huge crowd of people came to the door.

"What for?"

This ghost brother is really not an ordinary person, there are all standing guard outside the house, he is a young man with a tiger head, staring at Guo Yongkun and his party with bad intentions, and the red lacquer door behind him is closed.

"Find your boss. The prince raised his eyebrows and said.

Although this kid is not big, he is naturally fat.

"Who of you know my boss?"

Wang Ziqiang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Guo Yongkun waving his hand, squinted at the other party, and said lightly: "Tell your boss, the debtor is here." ”

"We owe you money?"

The tiger-headed young man frowned, and said in his heart, why don't I know about this, it has always been others who ask their boss to borrow money, and I really haven't heard that the boss owes anyone money.

"If you want to go, what nonsense!"

The young man was yelled, and although he was a little annoyed, he did not dare to attack, for fear that it would be true, so he pushed the door open a crack and got in.

About four or five minutes later, just when Guo Yongkun was a little annoyed, the red paint door finally creaked open.

At the same time, seven or eight people poured out of the courtyard, all of them young people like Wang Ziqiang.

The other party didn't stop them, but just separated the two sides of the gate and stared at them.

After Guo Yongkun gave Mazi and Haozi a look, he walked in with the others.

It is really the layout of the courtyard, which is different from the courtyard of its own house, in addition to the main room facing north and south, there are also east wings and west wings.

Such housing structures are rare in the South.

However, Guo Yongkun can see at a glance that the east wing and the west wing were built later, although they are antique designs, but they lack the historical charm of natural formation.

"Which of you takes the lead, come with me, while the others wait in the courtyard. It's still the tiger-headed young man from before, and said coldly.

"Brother Kun......"

Guo Yongkun raised his hand and stopped Wang Ziqiang, who wanted to speak, and if he came, he would be safe, and it was understandable to come to someone else's house and act according to the other party's rules.

The purpose of his coming today is to ask for something, not to fight, if the other party is willing to talk, then it is the best.

Guo Yongkun followed the other party into the main room, looking at the scene in the hall, squinting slightly.

This time I really met a competitor!

The hall was not luxurious, it was even very cluttered, and the corners and corners were full of things, and these things ...... If Guo Yongkun didn't look away, every piece would be an antique!

It is as large as a table of eight immortals carved from a whole log, and as small as an empty vase with dust in the corner.

There are more antiques than he has, and it's even more complex!

At present, the things he collects are mainly utensils, and furniture and other things are not included.

This made him curious about the identity of the owner of the house.

It's only been a few years since the torrent of humanity, and the other party can't be a reborn person like him, how can he have such foresight?

"Why are you stunned, let's go?"

It turned out that he hadn't arrived at the place yet, and Guo Yongkun thought that the other party would meet him here.

Walked through the hall and turned left again, coming to the outside of a study.

"Brother Ghost, people are here. The young man said respectfully.

"Let him in. ”

Because the door was not closed, Guo Yongkun had already seen the scene inside, the area was not large, but it was also full of things, all kinds of plain bottles and cans, there were two bronze swords hanging on the wall, one of the desks in the center should be rosewood, and there was a row of bookshelves about Huanghuali behind it, on which there were many books neatly stacked.

There was a man sitting at the desk, not very old, about thirty years old, wearing a white Tang suit, short hair, erect, with a straight face, and light eyebrows, not like a wicked person.

When Guo Yongkun was looking at the other party, the other party was also looking at him.

After a while, he smiled, "You're a lot younger than I thought." ”

"That's what I want to say. ”

Obviously, there are probably only two groups of antique collectors in the city, Guo Yongkun's people have paid attention to each other, and the other party's people have also paid attention to them.

"Sit down, what do you call it?"

As he spoke, he picked up the purple sand teapot on the table, poured a cup of new tea, and placed it on the edge of the table opposite.

"Guo Yongkun. What about you, just call me Brother Ghost?"

Thinking about this bird nickname, I was not polite, and after tearing off the carved rosewood Taishi chair and sitting down, I picked up the tea and sipped it.

At the same time, his eyes were attracted by a few newspapers in the other party's arms.

To be exact, some of the titles above.