Chapter 657: Mystery in the Painting

Only when Huang said this, Yu Yao remembered that he was too focused just now and ignored the annotations on the auction catalog.

"So nervous?" Yu Yao couldn't help but say, "It's been postponed for so long, and the preview time is not advanced, and it's still so short, I'm afraid this transaction will be greatly affected." ”

"Your pigeon blood red has set so many rules, what are you afraid of?" said Juan again, "Okay, get here first, I have to go out, we can contact you at any time." ”

"Okay, I'll be there before the preview. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yu Yao returned to the computer and looked at the auction catalog.

During the official auction, it is generally not allowed to sell the lot, but the preview sometimes has the opportunity. At the same time, the placement of a lot at the time of preview can often represent its value and importance, such as the conspicuous position directly opposite the door and the position in the center of the exhibition hall, which will often be the best products in the auction, and there will be specific staff to display and arrange the time to get started.

It is still unknown where this table is placed in the pre-exhibition, and whether it can be used, but Yu Yao has to have a score in his heart.

In addition to this celadon table, Yu Yao roughly wrote down a few things, and then turned off the phone and went home.

The next morning, Yu Yao was woken up by the phone, in fact, it was not a wake-up, he was already dazed and a little conscious, but he didn't remember it a little, and the bell rang at this time.

When I picked up my mobile phone, I saw that it was Shangguan Yu who was calling. It was half past six in the morning, and it should be evening on his side.

"Didn't wake you up, did I? I finished talking two hours ago, and I'm afraid I'll make you sleep. ”

"I just got up. Yu Yao hurriedly said, "Big things are informal, and it's okay to fight in advance." What's going on with that picture?"

"I've already sent it to you, you can take a look first, and call me when you're done. I happened to have a meal in my room first. ”

"Good. ”

Yu Yao got up and simply washed his face with cold water. Then I turned on the computer, took the picture from the mailbox, and put it to the maximum.

This picture is an ink painting, only black and white, the composition of the sky occupies about two-thirds of the position, and the scenery on the ground is freehand, and you can roughly see that there are mountains, rivers and trees.

The composition in the sky also seems to be smeared at random, except for a full moon that is more obvious, the rest are ink spots and lines.

Despite this, the overall look has a very solemn feeling.

There is no inscription on this painting, only a vermilion seal, which is printed in the ripples like water on the side of the mountain below the picture:

Good as water!

"This is He Shangshan's handwriting?" Yu Yao was taken aback.

Shangguan Yu introduced this painting before, and did not mention this!

He didn't mention such important information, there was only one possibility, that is, he didn't know either. In other words, He never told him, and Oda Shichiro didn't tell him before handing over the painting!

Yu Yao immediately picked up his mobile phone and called.

"How could it be the handiwork of He Zhangyan?"

"I was also surprised. Shangguan Yu responded, "However, Oda Shichiro didn't know what 'good as water' meant, he thought it was just an idle chapter, and it wasn't strange that he missed it when introducing me." ”

"It depends on the person. He doesn't care for the best, though. Yu Yao said, "What's more important is why didn't Old Man tell you?"

"I can't explain that. Supposedly, he should have told me. And how could he let a Japanese take such a thing for so long?"

"I can't explore this, maybe it's a matter of drinking, or maybe I don't want you to carry too much, or even, after borrowing it for a long time, I forgot about it······" Yu Yao said that he couldn't explore, but he couldn't help but analyze a few words, but it was only a few words, and he quickly stopped.

Shangguan Yu then said, "This picture is very old and spicy with a pen, some very simple lines and random scribbles, in fact, it contains very clever brushwork. ”

"He Zhangyan can be called a generation of masters of high imitation of calligraphy and painting, and this painting has a kind of elephant invisible meaning. Yu Yao groaned, "I'm afraid, I can't appreciate it from the perspective of appreciating ordinary calligraphy and painting." ”

"I also think it's very mysterious. Shangguan Yu said, "I will keep this painting properly." In this way, you can show Xiao Ying first, and when I return to China, we will participate in the study in detail. ”

"Okay, be careful. ”

hung up the phone, Yu Yao didn't care if it would make Xiao Ying noisy, and immediately called him.

Xiao Ying got up early, and when he heard Yu Yao say this, he asked him to send it over immediately.

After Yu Yao posted the picture, his stomach rumbled, but he waited for Xiao Ying to reply, so he didn't go to get food for a while.

But after waiting for twenty minutes, Xiao Ying didn't call back, and suddenly thought that since this picture had a mystery, even Xiao Ying might not be able to break it for a while, so he went to the kitchen to make noodles and fried two eggs.

Yu Yao finished eating, and Xiao Ying hadn't called back yet. Yu Yao couldn't rush over, for fear of disturbing him, so he went to the study and took a copy of "Youyang Miscellaneous" from the bookshelf and read it.

Yu Yao's habit of reading books was cultivated since childhood, if he didn't have a well-read and knowledgeable foundation, he might not be able to reach today's level with his eyesight of "falling from the sky".

Before he knew it, it was almost noon, and Yu Yao inadvertently turned to a paragraph "There is a grandmother in the Southern Dynasty, and she is good at writing······ The heart of the pen is ······ with fetal hair" couldn't help but look up and smile, "I haven't seen this paragraph before, it turns out that there were fetal brushes in ancient times." ”

When I looked up, I caught a glimpse of the wall clock on the wall, and seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, I said that this painting seemed to be very mysterious, and even Xiao Ying didn't have any eyebrows for so long.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and it was Xiao Ying who called.

"So long?" Yu Yao didn't ramble.

"This is a picture of the 28 nakshatras. Xiao Ying also went straight to the point.

"Huh? this ······" Yu Yao knew the general distribution of the twenty-eight constellations, but he really couldn't see the lines and ink dots of this ink painting.

"I have a specialization in the art industry, not to mention that the palm eye is not in a conventional shape, otherwise I wouldn't have been in detail for so long. ”

Yu Yao nodded, "It's been a long time, it's been a morning!"

"No, it only took me ten minutes to see that it was the twenty-eight constellation map, but the calculation was too time-consuming. ”

"Calculations?"

"The sun and the moon are coming, and the gold and earth are not supposed to be; When the fire arrives at the time of Shen, it is printed, and the twenty-eight nights are lined up. Xiao Ying explained, "This picture is drawn at a certain point in time!"

"Oh, the twenty-eight nakshatras go on and on, in a cycle of twenty-eight days, and at the same time, there is a full moon on this map, which is supposed to be around the Lookout Day. Yu Yao, "In this way, you have a larger range!"

"Yes, the day is good, the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, the day before the day of the day. Xiao Ying said, "It's just that this map of the twenty-eight stars is very special, and you can calculate the exact year, month, and day! But it's too difficult, so I spent a morning!"