"Is it really Zhan Ziqian's painting?"

After a while, Qi Longxian came back to his senses and asked incredibly, but he immediately reacted, he was quite an idiot to ask this, his grandfather and Zheng Lao both said so, can it be fake?

So, he hurriedly defended: "Don't misunderstand, you two elders, I didn't mean that, I just ...... Just ......"

Qi Lao smiled: "I just think it's too surprised, don't you?"

Qi Longxian nodded and said, "Yes, it's incredible that the painting from more than a thousand years ago can be preserved so intact until now, is it that this is treated with that kind of potion?"

Zheng Anzhi nodded lightly and said: "It should be no accident, of course, the specific situation has to be tested to know." Zitao, I don't know if you want to?"

Meng Zitao agreed: "Of course this is no problem. ”

As for the safety issue, he didn't think much about it, and thought that the master would definitely pay more attention to this aspect of the matter, so that the painting would not be damaged in any way.

"Okay, let's talk about this painting again. ”

Zheng Anzhi smiled: "Zitao, have you ever considered before, who is the author of this painting?"

"There were some thoughts. In order to make it look normal for him to buy this painting, Mencius had to make up some reasons himself.

Zheng Anzhi asked, "What do you think, let's hear it?"

Meng Zitao pondered and said: "This painting is based on the surface xiàn technique, using ink lines to outline the outline of mountains and rivers, and then filling in blue-green color, and then re-outlining with dark colors, and some scenery such as mountains and forests are directly pointed out with color, although the shape is small, but vivid. ”

"As for my guess whether the author will be Zhan Ziqian, it is also because although this painting is vivid, the painting method is very clumsy, which conforms to some characteristics before the Tang Dynasty. In addition, according to records, his "Immortal Mountain Pavilion Map" is mainly outlined in green and green. The tone of the brushwork is very fine, the two paintings are similar in some aspects, and the characteristics of silk paper give me this idea. ”

"Still. As I said before, this painting is so well preserved that although I had this idea, I didn't dare to think about it in this way, and now it is the result. It was really surprising to me. ”

Zheng Anzhi said with great satisfaction: "You have not systematically studied calligraphy and painting appraisal, and it is very good to have such an idea." ”

Qi Lao said in surprise: "Xiao Meng has not studied the appraisal of calligraphy and painting?"

Meng Zitao smiled: "I'm still a little good at calligraphy, but I'm really not familiar with painting. The reason why I can remember Zhan Ziqian's characteristics is only because I have a better memory. ”

"Hey, it's really better than people to die, and goods to be thrown away. Qi Lao opened his mouth, finally sighed, and said to Qi Longxian: "Look at you, if I can have half of Xiao Meng, I will thank God." ”

Qi Longxian smiled bitterly: "I've only been studying for three months. How powerful can it be?"

Qi Lao snorted coldly: "If you don't want to learn it earlier, you want to learn library science, hum!"

Qi Longxian has nothing to say except a wry smile, speaking of which, the reason why he applied for this major is also because he was influenced by novels and wanted to become a master in the library in the future.

As a result, after working, he realized that his idea was too naïve, and the position was so easy that it made him boring, so he went home and followed his grandfather to start learning again.

Having read the book for so many years. In the end, the result returned to the original point, and it was impossible for Qi Longxian not to be depressed.

Meng Zitao said, "Master, can you introduce this painting?"

Zheng Anzhi smiled: "Old Qi." Tell me about it. ”

"Hypocrisy. ”

Qi Lao glanced at him, and then he started to explain very happily, and at the end of the talk, he sighed: "Although, from our current point of view, his painting skills are a little clumsy. There are some places that will have better results if we use our current techniques to deal with them. ”

"However, just like a tree comes first and then there is a fruit, if he had not played the role of connecting the past and the future, the formation of some painting skills would probably have been delayed for many years, and because of this, he really deserves the title of 'the ancestor of Tang painting'. ”

Qi Longxian opened his mouth and asked, "Then how much can this painting be worth?"

When Qi Lao heard this, his brows immediately rose, and he scolded with a sneer: "How many times have I told you, art can't be measured by money, why don't you always have a long memory?!"

Qi Long was silent, and he didn't even dare to defend himself.

Zheng Anzhi waved his hand: "Lao Qi, you are still so rigid, although art cannot be measured by value, but Xiao Qi doesn't even know the price, how can you mix in our industry? Even if you want him to become a research-oriented scholar, you have to know some market conditions, right?"

Qi Lao snorted coldly: "He wants to know, then let him figure it out by himself, or learn from others, I won't teach him." ”

"You old guy, you're so stubborn, you can't really do anything. ”

Zheng Anzhi shook his head, and then said: "Generally speaking, there is a price for more or less things, but what about this painting, because there is no reference, it is difficult to say in terms of value, I can only say, maybe 500 million, maybe 1 billion, how much, there is no accurate number at all." ”

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Actually, no matter how much money it is, I don't plan to sell it, such a national treasure, if it is transferred, it will not be easy to buy it back." ”

When Qi Lao heard this, he said to his grandson again: "Look, you want to learn from Xiao Mengduo, do you know?"

Qi Longxian could only smile bitterly at this, and nodded yes again and again. ……

After having dinner at the master's place, Meng Zitao went back, and as for Qi Lao, they had to stay here for two days before going back.

The purpose of the two of them coming to Lingshi is also simple, Qi Longxian has just entered this industry, Qi Lao wants to match him, because Qi Lao feels that he is not in good health, so he took advantage of the fact that his health was still good, came out to visit a few old friends, and wanted everyone to take care of Qi Longxian after he left.

When Meng Zitao heard that this was the reason, he felt a little emotional in his heart, Qi Lao seemed to be very strict with Qi Longxian, and he was not worried that after he left, no one would be able to mention Qi Longxian's life.

When he got home, Meng Zitao found that his father was still in the fruit store and did not come back, which made him somewhat speechless, but he also persuaded them to go home early, but they just didn't listen, and he couldn't help it. Knowing this, he really shouldn't have agreed to his parents to open a fruit shop.

Meng Zitao returned to his room and took out the jade artifact. Start researching.

"What's going on?"

Meng Zitao muttered to himself, why did he think that this thing was very important to him before, and he changed his mind? This is also too strange, isn't it? Could it be that this thing has become a spirit and affects himself?

Maybe before today. Meng Zitao would think that this idea was too absurd, but when he learned that there was such a thing as shark tears, the worldview collapsed to a certain extent, in this case, it must be impossible for things to become essences?

Of course. This is just a small conjecture of Meng Zitao, and he still doesn't feel that there is a possibility of a spirit in his subconscious.

"I'm going to get you figured out!"

Mencius put on gloves and began to examine them carefully.

The first time it was just a cursory observation, and the result was naturally nothing special, and the second time, he simply took out a magnifying glass and examined the surface of the beast little by little.

"There it is!"

When the magnifying glass in Meng Zitao's hand moved to the position of the hind feet of the beast, he suddenly found a small hole the size of an embroidery needle, and judging from the traces, it was obviously not naturally formed.

Meng Zitao's eyes lit up. I hurriedly went to look for it and found an embroidery needle.

"Horn!" Meng Zitao heard a small sound as soon as he exerted his hand, and then a pearl-like thing fell out of the mouth of the beast and came to the table, and the bones rolled on the table for a while before stopping at the table.

Meng Zitao didn't expect that it was actually a "pearl" after working for a long time, and the size of the "pearl" was not big, not much bigger than the pearls produced by ordinary river mussels.

This made Meng Zitao a little disappointed at the same time, he felt that something was wrong, and the reason was simple, if this was really just an ordinary pearl. Why did the original owner put the "pearl" in such a secret place?

With doubts in his heart, Meng Zitao took the pearl in his hand, only to find that it was probably not a pearl. Or pearls in the ordinary sense.

The reason why I say this is because even the best pearls, no matter how smooth and delicate the surface is to the naked eye, there are still some flaws, but this "pearl" has no flaws at all, even under a magnifying glass. The same is true, this is not the appearance of natural pearls.

Meng Zitao felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't judge what was in his hand, so he used the ability, the result was beyond his expectations, and it was reasonable, the ability could not feel the bead in his hand at all, but fortunately, his hand was now empty.

This made Meng Zitao very surprised, since he obtained the ability, he had never encountered this phenomenon, how could it not arouse his curiosity?

I can't feel it, and I don't know what it is, but whether it's a feeling or a reality, it all shows that this bead is very powerful, so things have fallen into a dead end.

After thinking for a while, Meng Zitao noticed the gloves he was wearing on his hands, and a thought arose, if he touched this bead with his own hands, would he feel any different?

Together, the thought immediately filled his head like a wild weed, and he couldn't wait to do it.

So, he hurriedly placed the beads carefully on the table, removed the gloves from his hands, and stretched his hand towards the beads.

Just as his right hand was about to touch the bead, Meng Zitao suddenly reacted, why did he subconsciously act according to his thoughts like before?

Thinking like this, Meng Zitao immediately retracted his hand, trembling and frightened, the bead on the table was like a flood beast in his eyes, very terrifying.

I don't know if it's because of my vigilance or other reasons, the impatient thought disappeared without a trace immediately, making Meng Zitao almost think that he had a delusion before.

After thinking for a while, Meng Zitao felt that he was not overly worried, if this bead was really something, it should be unfavorable to himself just now, you know, his gloves are only a thin layer, and they are made of cotton, if this bead is poisonous or other problems, it will have already penetrated into it.

Besides, this bead has no peculiar smell, and in terms of sound, it is no different from ordinary pearls, it is impossible to say, touch it, there is a problem, right?

Thinking about it like this, Meng Zitao felt that he should have been too worried just now, he didn't need to be so afraid, no matter what, this was just a bead. Can you still eat yourself?

Mustering up his courage, Meng Zitao quickly reached out and took the bead into his hand, but the bead was still a bead. Nothing has changed at all.

Meng Zitao laughed at himself: "I'll just say, how can I ...... Uh......"

As soon as he said this, Meng Zitao's face suddenly changed, and he only felt a huge aura coming from the beads, that feeling. It's like a surging river, but the channel is only so wide, there will inevitably be adverse reactions.

At this time, Meng Zitao was like this, his meridians were only so wide, but the amount of spiritual energy was very large, and it was very violent, constantly surging towards his dantian.

At that moment, Meng Zitao felt that his meridians were about to be broken by the aura, and because of the rapid flow of the aura, there was a sense of tearing. The pain made him moan and moan, and he wanted to fall unconscious.

However, the existence of the aura did not make him unconscious, and because of the protection or continuous repair of the aura, his meridians have not really broken, and the feeling is simply inhuman.

Maybe it's a second, maybe it's a minute, a day or a year, the pain has made Meng Zitao forget the time, and wait for the sharp pain to disappear. He found himself drenched in sweat and had a sticky feeling.

"What the hell is this?"

If it weren't for the fact that he had no strength in his hands, Meng Zitao really wanted to lose the pearls in his hands without a trace, but even so. He threw the pearl on the table, took a few breaths, and regained some energy, before he got up and stumbled to the bathroom.

Fortunately, the parents have not returned. Otherwise, seeing his appearance, he would have to go to the hospital.

Coming out of the bathroom, Meng Zitao was surprised to find that he had not only recovered his strength, but also his mental and physical state were much better than before, and he felt as light as a swallow.

At this time, Meng Zitao no longer knew that the bead was a treasure, so it was better to hit his head and die, but he really didn't want to go through that process again.

After looking at the time, Meng Zitao found that it was not long before he returned home, and it was likely that the process of absorbing that aura was difficult, or only for a moment.

However, this is not what Meng Zitao is most concerned about now, since that bead is a treasure, of course he has to discover one or two, so he hurriedly entered his room, but there was a fragrance coming to his face.

"What does it smell like?"

Meng Zitao was very surprised, and then he reacted, and it was no accident that it should be the reason for the bead, and hurriedly looked at the table. He was shocked to the fact that there were no beads on the table, only a small pile of white powder.

Meng Zitao hurriedly rushed over, and after inspection, this pile of powder should be left by the bead, and it also exudes a charming fragrance.

But why does a good bead turn into a pile of powder?

The reason is not difficult to guess, it should be the reason for the loss of that aura. But then again, why didn't the antique turn into powder because it lost its aura? Meng Zitao was a little puzzled.

After thinking about it, Meng Zitao felt that the key was to figure out what this bead was, but the bead had turned into powder, and this question was obviously unanswered.

"Forget it, if you don't know, you don't know, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and you can't know everything. ”

Meng Zitao is not the kind of person who drills the horns of the bull, so he directly chose to give up and set his eyes on the powder on the table.

To say, since this bead has such a powerful aura, it has become a powder and such a charming fragrance, maybe this powder is also a treasure?

"Well, do you want to eat?"

Meng Zitao just hesitated for a moment, then made a decision with his actions, dipped a little powder in his hand and put it in his mouth, and then, as soon as he melted in his mouth, he instantly felt a cool breath flow into his abdomen, and then scattered towards his body.

At this time, he not only felt refreshed, but also calmed down, and not only that, but he even felt that his eyes were much brighter, which was a wonderful feeling.

At this time, Meng Zitao suddenly reacted, this effect is not the effect of pearls, calming the nerves, removing the eyes, detoxifying and building muscles? Could this actually be a pearl?

Meng Zitao shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, how could there be any pearl in this world with such a good effect?

"Wait, is it really a thousand-year-old clam essence, feeling the moon and giving birth to pearls?"

The saying about the thousand-year-old clam essence and the feeling of the moon and the pearl has existed among the people since ancient times, and many literati believe it and record it in writing.

For example, in the Ming Dynasty, Song Yingxing's "Heavenly Creation" recorded: All pearls must be produced in the belly of the mussel, reflecting the moon into a fetus, the longest time, is the most treasured...... Where the mussel pregnant pearl, that is, thousands of water bottom, a full moon in the sky, that is, open the armor to shine up, take the moon essence into its spirit. The Mid-Autumn Festival is bright, and the old mussels are especially happy. If there is no cloud, it will rise in the east and disappear in the west with the moon, and turn to the side to reflect it.

"Lingnan Records of Experiences and Experiences" also has relevant records: "The mussel is pregnant when it hears the thunder, and the moon is born with a bead." ”

Could it be that this pearl of oneself is the legendary "thousand-year-old clam essence, feeling the moon pearl", if not, where does such a powerful effect come from?

As mentioned earlier, since there are even shark beads, this kind of saying that "thousand-year-old mussel essence, feeling the moon and giving birth to pearls" may also exist in zài.

Meng Zitao thought about it, and he was still a little reluctant to believe such an absurd statement, but he couldn't think of any other explanation for a while, so let's just think about it. As for this bead, he also gave it a name, called Yuehua Pearl.

No matter what kind of bead it was, the powder on the table must be a good thing anyway, so he hurriedly went to get a bottle and carefully got the powder into the bottle.

Of course, it is certainly not realistic to collect all the powder, Mencius Tao dealt with it again in the spirit of not wasting it, as for the method, everyone should be able to imagine.

With good things, of course, it is necessary to honor your parents, so early the next morning, Meng Zitao began to cook porridge and put in the powder of Yuehuazhu.

For the sake of safety, the amount that Meng Zitao put in was less than what he dipped yesterday, and after the porridge was cooked, he tried it again first, and felt that there was no problem, so he was relieved.

Xu Ping came out of the room and found that breakfast had already been prepared, and couldn't help but be a little strange: "Hey, the sun is coming out in the west, Xiaotao, you can also make breakfast?"

Meng Zitao smiled: "What you said, can't I make breakfast?"

"Hey, tell me about you, have you ever made breakfast since the Chinese New Year?"

As he spoke, Xu Ping's expression had some suspicion in his expression: "You can't have done anything bad, right?"

Meng Zitao was speechless and said, "Mom, is my image so bad in your eyes?"

Xu Ping still didn't believe it: "Then what's going on with you, what happened?"

Meng Zitao smiled bitterly: "It's really not, it's just that I just got a recipe from my friend, and I plan to make up for you." ”

Xu Ping waved her hand: "Hey, then you said it earlier!"

"You've been asking, how can I have a chance to say? Meng Zitao muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )