"Don't say that, if my paintings are real or fake, others may not believe it······" Shangguan Yu said, suddenly stopped, stared at the painting on the long painting table, and his brows suddenly twisted.

"Is it Dong Yuan, not Dong Yuan?" Shangguan Yu blurted out. Although the two words are pronounced with one sound, the painting is placed in front of everyone's eyes, so everyone knows what he means.

Yu Yao, Wu Chen, and Guan Yuanli naturally have different eyesight, but none of these three people are laymen. When Shangguan Yu said this, they could all understand.

In Dong Yuan's paintings, whether they are genuine or high-imitation, there have been two paragraphs, Dong Yuan and Dong Yuan.

However, if "Beiyuan Deputy Envoy" or "Minister" is added in front, all those who are recognized as authentic are followed by Dong Yuan. And in the imitations, it is basically the same, and Dong Yuan rarely appears.

Therefore, his name Dong Yuan or Dong Yuan, some people have also proposed that Dong Yuan is his real name, and Dong Yuan changed his name when he was an official, and after he went to the official, he resumed his real name. Of course, this is a family statement, and it is not widely accepted.

This painting, signed "Beiyuan Deputy Envoy Dong Yuan", is unreasonable. Even if it is an imitation, the author should understand this.

However, then again, it is an imitation anyway, and such an omission is irrelevant. This is to buy a copy of the ancients imitating the ancients, as long as it is not a modern high imitation, it still has a certain value.

Shangguan Yu is also an expert, so it should not be said that there should be more than that.

The other three behaved differently, Guan Yuanli responded with a sentence of "It makes sense to settle any money", Wu Chen looked at Shangguan Yu, and Yu Yao did not speak.

Shangguan Yu was thoughtful, but quickly came back to his senses, "Boss Guan, okay, I'm done, then don't bother, you talk to Wu first, I'll go shopping on the street." ”

Before Guan Yuanli could speak, he walked to the door in a few steps, Guan Yuanli followed, Shangguan Yu threw down the sentence "stay", and went out without looking back.

After Shangguan Yu left, Guan Yuanli said with a smile, "Mr. Shangguan is really well-behaved. I heard that the good calligraphy and paintings in his hands are all overseas! Could it be that they were all acquired overseas?"

"You've got a lot of care. Wu Chen answered.

"I heard that his mother is an American, maybe she is a rich woman!" Guan Yuanli continued to gossip.

"How could he be a half-breed?" Wu Chen was stunned.

He studied in the United States in high school and college, and graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) Department of Architecture, which is a better school than the Northern Qing Dynasty! If he doesn't stay in the United States, he will come back to be a little designer, and he doesn't know what to think. ”

"Listening to his accent, it looks like a Yanjing person. Yu Yao said.

"It seems that his parents divorced very early, his father is from Yenching, he followed his father when he was a child, and when he was in middle school, his father died, and he went to the United States. "Guan Yuanli really knows a lot, but it's all hearsay.

"Okay, leave it alone. Say painting!" Wu Chen waved his hand, "Finally, you will determine the price, and then if Shangguan Yu and tomorrow's buyer can take it, they can't wait for me, right?"

"I have a real deal for you, and if Shangguan takes it, I will definitely pay a million dollars, he has money, and he doesn't like to grind. Tomorrow's buyer, I also have to open a price of seven or eight hundred thousand. ”

"Hey, I really take it seriously!"

"Okay Wu, you are an understanding person, Shangguan's eyes are high, and it is better to sell if you open low. As for tomorrow's buyer, I don't know him well. ”

"Okay, I see. Then I'll go first, and I'm sure I'll contact you as soon as possible. ”

"What's the hurry? Take a sip of tea, and Mr. Yu is here, I haven't seen anything in the shop yet, look, maybe I see something else?"

When he said this, Wu Chen, who hadn't drunk water since he went out, was really a little thirsty, and turned his head to look at Yu Yao, "Do you still have a look?"

"Take a look, I see that Boss Guan's business is doing quite authentically. Yu Yao smiled. The main thing was that he saw Wu Chen unconsciously purse his lips.

"That is, antiques and antiques, you have to have the energy to play, you have to have the energy to be leisurely. Guan Yuanli said as he went to the table of the Eight Immortals and made tea.

After Yu Yao sat down and took a sip of tea, he really looked at the store, and first came to a hanging painting of Huang Tingjian's "Bitter Bamboo Shoots". The authentic handiwork of this calligraphy is in the Forbidden City on Taiwan Island. There is a label pinned under the hanging "Bitter Bamboo Shoot Fu", which reads "Modern Famous Copy".

"Boss Guan, do you still need to add a label here?" Yu Yao asked with a smile.

Guan Yuanli took a shallow sip with a teacup, "What kind of people have it when they go to the store! Similar masterpieces, maybe someone will pick them up as a leak! But he bought it today, and Ming'er took it back, and said that he went back to check it, where is the authentic work! When he bought it, he didn't ask, as if I was a two-hundred-and-five, just waiting for him to pick it up!"

Wu Chen couldn't help laughing, "But Lao Guan, the hard currency in your hands has been getting less and less in the past two years." ”

"It's not that I have less here, it's that there are fewer and fewer on the market, and they are all in the hands of big collectors, like Shangguan!" Guan Yuanli pouted, "So I said, just this Dong Yuan, it's really worth collecting!"

"You can't say that, this couplet is hard currency!" Yu Yao stood in front of a couplet at this time.

The mounting work is good, and the book is in regular letters:

Cong Ju opened his tears twice, and the lonely boat was the heart of the old garden. These are two lines from a seven-character poem by Du Fu.

Inscription: Brother Park Cun. Signed: Genfeng Huang Jiaju. There are two sides of the seal, the white text "Huang Jiaju Yin", and the Zhu text "Gen Feng".

Guan Yuanli responded with a smile, "Don't lie to you, there is a little couple who came on the weekend, maybe they were wandering around, and the little girl shook her boyfriend's arm and shouted, 'Huang Jiaju, I didn't expect him to write so well'!"

"Those who know that Huang Jiaju must know more than those who know this Huang Jiaju!" Yu Yao also smiled, "However, the value of this couplet is not only in his words. ”

Huang Jiaju, who wrote this couplet, was born in the late Qing Dynasty and lifted people. He is a native of She County, Anhui Province, founded Xin'an Middle School, returned to his hometown in his later years, and participated in the compilation of the Republic of China's "She County Chronicles". It's not a calligraphy master, but it also has a certain reputation.

"Mr. Yu's eyesight is really not covered!" Guan Yuanli knew that he saw the key, "This is the word given to Huang Binhong by Huang Jiaju, and the value is worth it here, otherwise I wouldn't be so conspicuous!"

Pu Cun is Huang Binhong's word. Binhong is his number, his initial name is Mao, and later his name was changed to quality, and the word is simple. Huang Binhong's fame is naturally much greater than that of Huang Jiaju.

Huang Binhong's ancestral home is also She County, older than Huang Jiaju, and once served as a teacher in Xin'an Middle School with Huang Jiaju.

This painting, with the feelings of his hometown, is his masterpiece. Yu Yao then sighed.

"If Mr. Yu takes a fancy to it, I will let you take it if I don't make money. Guan Yuanli got up and walked next to Yu Yao.

"Don't listen to him. Wu Chen also got up.