Zhang Peng also told Mai Xiaoji a good news that the Xiangzhi software developed by the original Xiangyou has been displayed as a curiosity after the user logs in.

In a sense, the enjoyment of knowledge is equivalent to being cut off, and the number of users has surged to 400 million overnight!

400 million!

Good!

Mai Xiaoji was excited, and Zhang Peng touched each other with a soup bowl, and the two laughed together.

The cutover work is progressing relatively smoothly, but the problem of personal shyness needs to be solved urgently, and it is not just a rich man in the eyes of others, but also worthy of the name.

On Sunday, Mai Xiaoji drove Wu Zetian, Li Qingzhao and Cai Wenji to the Seeking Knowledge Building to identify the things that Zhong Rumeng had collected over the years.

The workload is huge, and the staff is dizzy, but the three of them are master experts, and they are happy to do something practical.

The point is, the three-digit identification speed is too fast!

Wu Zetian, who had changed into a new outfit and a new hairstyle, looked much younger, that is, in his early forties, but insisted on using a wooden dragon head cane. After knocking on the floor a few times, he picked out hundreds of fakes and pulled them aside with his cane.

Cai Wenji is very civilized, planning those fakes aside, tying them up, and making marks.

And Li Qingzhao, have you ever seen an irresponsible courier throwing a courier? Or, have you ever heard of an irresponsible courier throwing a courier? Violent handling, fakes are flying all over the sky, throwing them into a pile at a time, and after they collapse, they are mixed with the real thing, and Mai Xiaoji has to help her sort it out in the back.

After a morning, the authenticity has been roughly distinguished, and you can focus on screening again.

After lunch, the work continued, and Wu Zetian and Li Qingzhao went straight to the genuine area. But Cai Wenji was rummaging in the fake area to check whether there was any missing genuine product inside.

"Wen Ji, drink some water. Mai Xiaoji took a glass of water, brought it to Cai Wenji, killed Li Qingzhao halfway, snatched it away, drank it with a bang, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "I ate salty at noon, and I was thirsty." ”

"This is what I brought to Wen Ji, won't I pour it myself?" said Mai Xiaoji with a frown.

"Hehe, I've found something good, it's a reward. Brother, come and see!"

"Sycamore Playing with the Moon"!

The style of painting is clear, the artistic conception is far-reaching, two plane trees are painted, and a crescent moon is bent in the middle, which is very appropriate for the topic. It's just that, it's just this topic, there is no seal, and there is no inscription poem, and I don't know whose work it is.

"Brother, what do you think of this painting?" asked Li Qingzhao.

"Good!" McEgie nodded.

"Where's the good?" Li Qingzhao asked again, which made Wu Zetian and Cai Wenji laugh, and Wu Zetian said: "Yi'an Jushi, you don't have to embarrass Xiaoji." ”

The three of them laughed at themselves for being uneducated, now it is not what it used to be, Mai Xiaoji cleared his throat and talked eloquently, "This painting is delicate, the brush is very fine, and there is this relief railing, there is nothing to say about the workmanship, there is also a hidden house here, which is extraordinary." Therefore, this painting is either from everyone or from a famous artist. In addition, this paper is made of expensive silk yarn, which seems to be used exclusively by the Qing Dynasty royal family. ”

Wu Zetian nodded approvingly and praised it, "The son can be taught!"

Li Qingzhao also clapped his little hands, "My brother is really good now, so do you know who drew it?"

"Let's take a pea!"

Mai Xiaoji laughed, of course he didn't see it, maybe the money was in the mezzanine, but as a result, he found that there was a layer of silk cloth underneath, and there was nothing else.

"It's a pity that there was no payment. Mai Xiaoji shook his head.

"Xiao Ji, I'm afraid you don't need a perspective shot now, but a magnifying glass. Cai Wenji covered her mouth and smiled.

Li Qingzhao was happy when he heard it, "Wen Ji, how can you tell if you are so far away?"

"I didn't see it at first, but when I heard Xiao Ji talk about the Qing Dynasty court, I remembered the habits of some painters. Cai Wenji said.

What is it, Mai Xiaoji is not knowledgeable enough, and he can't understand it. The magnification function of the Golden Circle mobile phone is invincible, Mai Xiaoji aimed at the painting, enlarged it, and looked for it from beginning to end, and then from end to end, but did not find the payment.

But what is worthy of praise is that a lot of thought has been put into this painting, and each leaf is different, and the more you look at it, the more flavorful it becomes.

"Hehe, didn't you find it?" Li Qingzhao hugged his arms to watch the excitement.

"You just tell Xiao Ji, and you can find another identification. Wu Zetian was a little impatient and urged.

"Well, listen to the Empress, look here. ”

Li Qingzhao pointed to a few leaves, the lines on them were clear, the leaves were fresh, and they were quite aura.

"Where is it?" Mai Xiaoji still didn't see it, but Li Qingzhao pointed out a clear location, and was surprised to find that there was not only the payment payment, but also the time to paint!

Chenleng Yongzheng ten years!

The characters are standard, but they are hidden in the lines of the leaves, and the blank space is also quite clever. Li Qingzhao said that this Leng Mei was a court painter in the Qing Dynasty, and his painting skills were naturally very superb, and he served the three generations of Kangqian emperors.

Mai Xiaoji was very happy, "Great, it is not only genuine, but also has a provenance, and there are not many surviving products, so the value should not be low." ”

"It's not comparable to my real work, but it's pretty much the same. Li Qingzhao was the first to identify the painting, and he was proud.

"But why do you have to hide the words in the painting? is it a show off of technology, or is it a game, or is it a low-key style?" asked Mak Xiaoji.

"It's generally the third explanation. However, this cold coin is a bit special and has experienced the ups and downs of life. As the so-called once a son of heaven and a courtier, he was reused by Kangxi, but Yongzheng didn't like these and didn't like him, and later became a folk painter. In the Qianlong era, the cold coin was reactivated. And his painting was painted in the tenth year of Yongzheng, which is the time when he is at the lowest point in his life and is about to die. Li Qingzhao analyzed.

Mai Xiaoji was amazed in his heart that Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty could understand the Qing Dynasty so well, which shows that these ancients of theirs had nothing to do, so they used the Golden Circle mobile phone to study the entire history.

The painting was well preserved, Mai Xiaoji carefully collected it, and Wu Zetian also found a brush that he had used, the barrel and cap were there, but it was bald.

It's a bit like today's fountain pens, which can be opened and closed, made of white jade. Due to poor preservation, the jade has subtle cracks and its color deteriorates.

"This pen is very easy to use, I don't want to see it here. Wu Zetian said with emotion.

"It's better to install the purple wolf hair again and give it to the empress to continue using. McXiaoji said.

However, Wu Zetian waved his hand, "The past is like smoke, and it will only remind people of many troublesome things." The lines on this cap are the word for the day, and the word on the pen is the word for the month. And the barrel is hollow, covering my name. I can use any pen, but I'd better keep this one and sell it for money. ”

Speaking of which, Li Qingzhao and Cai Wenji also came over, and after looking at it for a long time, they didn't recognize it as the sun and the moon, but took it as a strange pattern.

"Empress, what kind of font is this?" asked McEigh.

"The celestial bodies!"

Li Qingzhao said with a smile: "The celestial body has been lost, and today is the first time I have seen it, and I really have some artistic conception." ”

"It's true, there is also the joy of painting in writing. Cai Wenji also nodded.

Words are words, paintings are paintings, Mai Xiaoji was stunned and asked: "Since it is so good, why is it still lost?"