Lu Guofa couldn't deny it, and asked: "Donald, what are you talking about, this is a fake?"

Hearing that it was a fake, Wang Yong couldn't help but feel empty, and pretended not to know and said: "Mr. Tang, this is what I bought from a foreign collector for 300,000 yuan, what's the matter with a fake." ”

Hearing that someone questioned his level of appreciation, Tang Mingyao angrily picked up his reading glasses, and asked angrily: "Dare to be this little friend, how can you see that this is true." ”

"What I buy is true, that's the truth. was asked by Tang Mingyao, for Wang Yong, who is an antique enthusiast, he can only appreciate it, and he can only say some meat words to fool the past.

Tang Mingyao has always been a master, and he did not continue to be annoyed, but held up this painting and explained seriously.

"To understand a painting, you must understand the painter himself, and Puhua's ink and bamboo are unmatched by no one in a hundred years......"

Then, Tang Mingyao told about Puhua's three stages.

Pu Hua was born in 1832 in the student lane of Xiushui City.

My father set up a shop in the temple to sell "Bao Fu dumplings" offered to the city god.

When Pu Hua was young, he studied from his maternal grandfather Yao Panshi, and later studied under Lin Xueyan. In 1853, he entered the warehouse as a showman.

In the autumn of 1863, his wife, who had been dependent on him for ten years, died of illness.

And Pu Hua, who pays attention to feelings, is hit hard and sad.

Ten years of confidants, poor and good, sad...... How short is the good cause, for the mirror platform of the question?

He was 32 years old and had no children, but he only wanted to "return to the fighting room" and never remarried.

is even more impatient with the desk, once abandoned the curtain by himself, and was dismissed again.

With no way out, he lived in Wenling Mingyin Temple and Xinhe Sanguantang, and began to sell paintings.

Although he makes a living from painting, he does not spare his pen and ink, and he responds to it.

Middle-aged paintings, vertical and horizontal, dripping with ink and brilliance.

He paints flowers, landscapes, and is especially good at bamboo.

His ink bamboo has been unmatched for a hundred years.

Those who admired his ink bamboo praised him as "Pu Zhu", but it was not fashionable, so he was also srimmed with the nickname of "Pu Sloppy".

Middle-aged especially diligent in studying, sleeping to feed Xu, Su, fighting ink and paper, a few days to finish.

As for the books of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, they often play with them.

Sometimes it is free to sway, a piece of heaven, and sometimes it is wild and horizontal, and the posture is everywhere.

Ancient calligraphy and painting are the same, Pu Hua uses books to paint, and it is even more hearty and unrestrained, and it is played to the extreme

In the winter of 1894, he settled in Dengyingli, Shanghai.

The name of the living room is "Nine Piano and Ten Yan Building".

He has many famous people on the sea, and he is particularly close to Wu Changshuo.

Pu Hua Changshuo was twelve years old, and Changshuo heard the name of Pu Hua's paintings when he was young.

They met twenty years ago, and their relationship was between mentors and friends.

Shanghai gathered, talked about art, learned from each other's strengths, and their respective styles changed and became more and more similar.

In Pu Hua's later years, the pen was old and the ink was fine, and he was superb.

Its calligraphy is loose and condensed, clumsy and interesting, pure and colorful;

His paintings are both dry and moist, splendid and vigorous, vigorous and charming.

You Xi painted a large giant banner, reckless and vast, and it was a grand view.

The bold and unrestrained painting style of the Pu and Wu families made the delicate and attacking works much inferior, as if a new school of painting rose in the Shanghai painting circle.

"I am telling you so much, but in fact, I want to tell you that although this is a copy, it is very valuable, because this is made by the descendants of Pegatron, and if you want to estimate its price, it can be worth 50,000 yuan. ”

Since Tang Mingyao made a mistake last time, this time Tang Mingyao was doubly careful, and every word he said was carefully considered before he dared to speak.

So for appreciating this fake painting, he is nine out of ten.

"It's only 50,000, but it's nothing to me. Wang Yong put away the scroll and said proudly, "I am a dignified Wang Group young owner, what is this money, but with this kind of fake by my side, I feel unlucky, if any of the guests present want it, this painting will be given to him." ”

As he spoke, he threw the scroll back, and began to discuss other things with his glass in a dashing manner.

And he threw it, but unfortunately, Han Zixuan, who was still eating an Australian lobster, was on the top of his head.

And Han Zixuan reacted quickly, and before the scroll hit him, he grabbed the murder weapon that attacked him.

When he saw that it was a painting scroll, he was about to throw it away, and there was an extra light between his eyes.

I secretly said in my heart, I can't stop this luck when it comes.

"Who belongs to this scroll, I bought it. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone who had seen Tang Mingyao's appreciation before all showed a playful smile.

"Where did this fool come from, Donald has already laid it is fake, and he still wants to buy it, his head is funny,"

"What an idiot, it's stupid to eat lobster, people have said that he doesn't want money, he still wants to buy it, this is simply a neurosis. ”

"Alas, if I had known him, I would have died of tofu a long time ago. ”

Wang Yong couldn't help but be secretly happy when he saw that his painting scroll hit Han Zixuan,

God has eyes, and he can hit the enemy with any throw.

"I don't buy it, I'd rather give it to a beggar than sell it to you. Wang Yong snatched it from Han Zixuan's hands.

"What are you lacking in heart, you already knew it was fake, I paid for it for you, you are not happy, aren't you a fool?" Han Zixuan passed on those words that scolded him to Wang Yong.

"I'd rather throw it away than sell it to you. Wang Yong said with disdain.

"Didn't you spend 300,000 yuan, in order to pretend that you can say this, I just lied to you. Han Zixuan forced him in a mocking tone,

"Lao Tzu is not rare. Wang Yongzheng said that it was not uncommon, but Lu Guofa took the painting scroll in his hand and shouted at Han Zixuan: "Give you 600,000, this painting is for you, otherwise, I'd rather tear it up than give it to you." ”

Lu Guofa still remembered that Wang Yong had promised him before that no matter how much the painting sold, it would belong to him.

was identified by Tang Guoyao as a copy before, which suddenly made him feel that the world was spinning, and he was happy.

But now, there is a fool who wants to buy it, and it is Han Zixuan's waste.

If you don't humiliate him now, when will it be.

"Dad, what are you doing, why do you say you want 600,000?"

Lu Da can't stand it, how many obedient medicines did this Lu Guofa take by Wang Yong today'

How did he become like a dog, and in turn embarrassed Han Zixuan, but this point inherited the excellent genes of the Lu family.

"Zixuan, since it's a fake, why do you want to buy it?"

Lu Yao wanted to admonish Han Zixuan not to be stupid.

"It's okay, I'm stupid and have a lot of money. Han Zixuan didn't think about it, took out a bank card, and said to Lu Guo: "This card has 600,000 yuan, and you will draw it to me." ”

Lu Guofa asked for the password of the card, hummed and sang and put it into his purse.

However, Tang Mingyao next to him was stunned, he knew that Han Zixuan's vision was extraordinary, but he didn't look away when he asked himself, so he couldn't help but ask Han Zixuan: "Xiaoyou, is it that the old man has lost his eyes again?"