Li Yimou also withdrew from the crowd and came to Xie Anping and Li Dongwen.

The exchange meeting has not officially started, and now it is only the time before the exhibition, which belongs to the stage of free viewing.

Li Dongwen came to the nineteenth table next door, smiled and asked Xie Anping, "Boss Xie, your baby, don't you take it out and appreciate it?"

Xie Anping spent millions of dollars to buy a painting and calligraphy, and he originally had some showmanship, but now he is also lacking in interest.

Although he doesn't understand antiques, he understands that compared with Li Dongwen's treasure, his calligraphy and painting are not at the same level at all.

Xie Anping said curtly, "It's just a painting, it's not a baby, you are a baby." ”

Xie Anping opened the box, took out a scroll, unwrapped the ribbon, and spread it horizontally.

Li Yimou had appreciated this painting in advance, and he introduced, "This is Tang Bohu's "Peach Blossom Spring Water Map" in the Ming Dynasty, which inscribed his famous poem "Peach Blossom Anthem", which is also a rare masterpiece. ”

Li Dongwen glanced at the painting a few times, and felt very ordinary, with a bit of uninhibited charm, as if it was more of a grievance that Huai Cai had never encountered.

Li Dongwen glanced at Li Yimou again and pointed to the box he brought.

Li Yimou immediately understood, opened the box, and took out a Buddha statue, more than 20 centimeters high.

Li Yimou said sourly, "Let Boss Li see and smile, a Qing Dynasty rosewood gilt wood carving Guanyin Buddha statue." ”

Li Yimou's heart is even more awkward, it is also rosewood, his own baby is only more than half a foot high, and other people's babies are more than a meter long, how can he be happy.

At this time, the eighteenth table next door suddenly became lively.

"Teacher Huang is here, come over and give me a palm, there is a heavy treasure in the world today!"

Li Dongwen and the others also looked back, only to see a man in his sixties, dressed in a bright red Tang suit, holding a folding fan, walking over surrounded by several people.

Li Dongwen looked at this person, a little familiar, about where he had seen it. He glanced at Li Yimou again, and felt a little strange, why do people in this circle like to wear Tang costumes, and they are all red?

Li Yimou was also embarrassed when Li Dongwen looked at him like this, "Forty-eight, the year of my birth, begging for good luck." ”

That Teacher Huang has reached the eighteenth platform, and everyone followed up to make up the position.

Teacher Huang cranked the folding fan in his hand, approached the front, and began to watch. Looking at it, he couldn't help but put down the folding fan, took out his white gloves and put them on, and took out a magnifying glass.

This Teacher Huang's body was getting lower and lower, and he couldn't help but reach over and stroke gently.

"It's so exquisite! It's so rare!" Mr. Huang couldn't help but admire it over and over again.

"Teacher Huang, tell me, what kind of object is this, what age is it?" someone next to him couldn't help but ask