Shangguan Yu thought for a while, "This time, that time." The power of the Ghost Eye Gate back then was by no means comparable to that of a few of us now. Moreover, the current environment is very different, and since the government has taken action and taken action, there is no need for us to take the initiative to get involved. ”

Yu Yao nodded, "So I said, I don't want to either." It's just that I was looking back on the past just now, and I felt a little emotional. ”

Shangguan Yu said again, "However, regarding this matter, when we met last night, Mr. Lin thought that when necessary, it was possible to cooperate with the official, and he also jokingly proposed a 'nine-character policy': do not take the initiative, do not refuse, and do not be responsible." ”

Yu Yao couldn't help but be happy, "When did he change his name to Lin Xiubo?"

"Mr. Lin is also quite humorous sometimes. ”

"Then that's it for now. Yu Yao paused, "By the way, have you heard of "The Lady of the Kingdom of Qiu", "The Lady of the Kingdom of Qiu?"

Shangguan Yu was stunned for a moment, "How could this not be heard of? ”

"It's that I didn't make it clear, and I forgot to tell you when you came. Yu Yao then talked about the fragment of "The Lady of the Kingdom of Qiu" that Yang Rui said.

"I haven't heard of this, I don't know if He Zhangyan has such a collection!" Shangguan Yu thought for a while, "Why didn't Mr. Hao say it." ”

"Then there is no way, I think I lost it before I went abroad, and I won't mention it more. Yu Yao waved his hand, "I want to drink some today, find a place, I invite you to have two drinks." ”

"It's exactly what I want!" Shangguan Yu clapped his hands, "This drinking, I want to drink when I'm happy, I want to drink when I'm depressed, and today's situation, I always feel that some words are not finished, but I don't know where I haven't finished speaking, and maybe there will be something after drinking." ”

"Well, there's someone else coming. Yu Yao pointed to the door.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with a long cloth bag in his armpit walked in.

The middle-aged man cleaned up quite cleanly, and wore black-framed glasses, but his voice was rough, "Boss, do you want to collect calligraphy and paintings?"

When Yu Yao heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Shangguan Yu before saying, "Collect, there are just a big connoisseurs here!"

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them, and his eyes wandered around the room for a moment, "Where are they?"

"It seems that neither of us looks like a big connoisseur!" Yu Yao smiled, "Let's take a look first!"

The middle-aged man also smiled, slightly embarrassed, "You two are so young, this calligraphy and painting are different from other utensils, literati things, the years that need to be accumulated are deep." ”

"You're right. But now it's just the two of us. Shangguan Yu said.

The middle-aged man nodded, said no more, and opened the bag.

The last thing that came out was an eight-foot vertical scroll, colored on silk, yellow-brown in color, and it looked quite old.

The picture is on the banks of the Chunshan River, with high pavilions.

However, this painting has no inscriptions, inscriptions, and seals, and the mounting is also trimmed, only the pure heart of the painting.

"This should be a Song painting, like the handwriting of Xia Gui, one of the four families of the Southern Song Dynasty. The middle-aged man said a word when Yu Yao and Shangguan Yu were watching.

Yu Yao responded with an expression, while Shangguan Yu was expressionless and continued to watch.

Xia Gui is a famous person, Shangguan Yu knows it very well. Moreover, he had in his hand an authentic handiwork of Xia Gui! In the box of paintings and calligraphy left to him, there was a picture of Xia Gui's "Bright Show of the West Lake."

After looking at it for a while, Yu Yao made a virtual gesture on the screen, and then waved his hand slightly.

Shangguan Yu understood and nodded in approval.

Yu Yao made a false scratch gesture, meaning that this painting could not be a Song painting. The reason why I made this gesture is because all the old paintings of the Song Dynasty and earlier times, there will be a layer of "hoarfrost" on the ink, but if you look closely, it seems that there is no more, and if you scrape it, you will find that you really can't scrape things.

The cause of this "hoarfrost" is complex, but it is recognized by experts in identification.

In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, incense ash was generally used to blow away, attach and solidify. However, this method cannot withstand scraping, and after scraping or wiping, there will be black and bright changes.

Nowadays, the means of counterfeiting are becoming more and more sophisticated, and there will be many chemical methods, which are getting closer and closer to the real thing.

But on this painting, there is no such "hoarfrost".

Therefore, Yu Yao made this move, indicating that it was definitely not a Song painting. This kind of action does not require tacit understanding, as long as you are not a layman, you can definitely understand it.

Yu Yao's movements were not large, and they were fast, but the middle-aged man was next to him, and he also noticed it, and immediately spoke, "You two are still playing code words?"

Yu Yao responded, "It's all about appraisal, nothing else." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to want to say more, but he held back.

After Yu Yao and Shangguan Yu finished reading it, Shangguan Yu stepped aside and took a sip of water, while Yu Yao asked, "I don't know how much money you plan to make?"

"Do you want to say that it is a Song painting first?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

Yu Yao smiled, "Isn't it good for you to quote first? Even if I don't think so, can't I accept your price? Even if I think it is, the price can't be negotiated, and it can't be closed." ”

"No, without the same foundation, the price cannot be discussed. I've been to several shops for this painting, and that's what they all talk about. ”

At this time, Shangguan Yu finished drinking the water, but did not come up, but stood a little farther away and watched quietly. Yu Yao must have seen this thing clearly, and he didn't want to accept it himself, so there was no need to say more. And Yu Yao wants to accept it, it must be for business, not because he likes it.

"Then these shops you walked by, did you say that they were painted by Song?" Yu Yao asked lightly.

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

This painting, if the price is right, is indeed worth collecting. Because this is a work of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, at the same time, whether it is composition and chapter, or brushwork, ink color, and color, it is all a kind of imitation of the Song Dynasty's techniques. There are years, there are characteristics, eight-foot large vertical scrolls, and it is not difficult to sell them if they are re-repaired and framed.

However, because it is a copy of the ancient, and there is no inscription, inscription, or seal, it is difficult to judge the author.

"This is not a Song painting. After Yu Yao pondered for a while, he still told the truth. Although it is easier to ask for the price of Song paintings by "admitting" for a while, the hidden danger is even greater.

"Then what age do you say?" the middle-aged man asked.

"You're here to sell something, not for me to appraise it, I definitely can't say that. But I see that you are outspoken and fast-talking, so I will add one more sentence, it must be later than Song Hua. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately rolled up the painting, rewrapped it in the soft linen paper it had been wrapped in, and put it in a long cloth bag.

Yu Yao said in his heart, it seems that this is not for sale. This painting is worth receiving, but if the middle-aged man is so good, Yu Yao will not be too rushed.

As a result, after the middle-aged man put it away, he didn't leave, but asked directly, "Then how much money can you collect?"