After saying the polite words, Qin Jie stretched out her hand and pointed to the snuffbox in front of Qin Long and asked, "Brother Qin, don't you mind if I take a look at this snuffbox?"

Qin Jie not only intentionally or unintentionally changed the name of Qin Long to Brother Qin, but also invisibly pulled in some distance between the two sides.

Do business, harmony can make money, just like the second goods in the mountain city, it is estimated that you can't receive many good things in a lifetime, and you can only rely on selling some modern handicrafts to cheat and make a fortune.

Qin Long pushed the wooden box containing the snuff box to Qin Jie together: "Qin is an expert, I won't say much, please get started." ”

Qin Jie smiled and reached out to pick up the snuffbox from the wooden box, and at some point there was an extra magnifying glass in her hand.

Qin Jie looked very carefully, Qin Long and Tang Hao'er were not in a hurry, if the other party casually looked at it and put things away, then the business would probably end here.

Qin Jie watched for more than ten minutes, and Qin Long and Tang Hao'er found that Qin Jie's eyebrows seemed to frown slightly, and they couldn't help but move in their hearts.

Could it be that the snuffbox shown to Qin Jie was not Ma Shaoxuan's?

Although it is said that his snuff bottle is from Ye Zishan's hidden treasure, it has a history of several decades, but Ma Shaoxuan is also a famous snuff bottle painting master who became famous more than a hundred years ago, and became famous very early.

It is also very likely that Ye Zishan may have collected an imitation Ma Shaoxuan snuff bottle, if this is the case, then it will be a bit of a, and maybe he also wronged the boss of Shancheng who is called Suifeng, and he may also be a hidden master.

Qin Jie finally put the snuff box in his hand back into the wooden box, pondered for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Qin, Tang, I don't like this snuffbox you brought."

Qin Long's heart sank, Tang Hao'er once told him that in the antique shop, he helps people identify antiques, and if he sees that other people's antiques are thieves, he will also save face for the other party and say that he can't see it well or is clumsy, but in fact, he has already told you that your thing is fake.

Qin Long was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "That's troublesome Qin." ”

Tang Hao'er looked at Qin Jie suspiciously and asked, "How can you not see it well, I am sure that this snuff bottle is at least sixty years old." ”

Qin Long hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted Tang Hao'er, what's wrong with more than sixty years of history, I checked it on the top, Ma Shaoxuan died in 1939, and when he was alive, there were a lot of snuff bottles that imitated his works, maybe Ye Zishan really collected a fake.

Qin Long stretched out his hand to cover the wooden box containing the snuffbox, and did not put it up, but took out another wooden box from his satchel, opened it and glanced at it, smiled at Qin Jie: "Qin, then please take a look at this again." ”

Is there any?

Qin Jie unexpectedly glanced at the snuff box in the wooden box in Qin Long's hand, and subconsciously glanced at Qin Long's satchel, guessing with some curiosity what else was in the satchel.

Glancing at the other snuff bottle that Qin Long put in front of her, Qin Jie was not in a hurry to get started, she pondered for a moment and looked at Qin Long and said, "Brother Qin, Tang, when I say that I can't see this snuff bottle, it doesn't mean that this snuff bottle must be a fake, I am indeed a little unsure." Ma Shaoxuan's internal painting works are good at a poem and a painting, his works are mostly portraits, occasionally there are flowers, birds, beasts, landscapes and the like, but it is not common, his font is to imitate the regular script of the famous calligrapher Ouyang Xun of the Tang Dynasty, the font is neat and rigorous, quite skillful. The front of the snuff bottle is played by Mr. Tan Xinpei, a master of Peking Opera, Huang Zhong, and the back is inscribed with a poem Pang Mei Hao's head is brave and incomprehensible, and Zhaolie is an old minister. There is no pear garden good at singing and dancing, who knows the general again now, which is also in line with the characteristics of Mr. Ma Shaoxuan's works, but "

Qin Long and Tang Hao'er pricked up their ears, knowing that Qin Jie was just going to talk about the drama later, whether the business was completed today or not was put aside first, and it would be regarded as a rising posture, and it would be worth the trip.

Qin Jie looked at the two of them and smiled: "Don't laugh at what I said right or not, don't take it seriously, I just say it to the family, don't take it seriously, maybe I can't tell if I look away." ”

Qin Long smiled: "Qin, please speak up." ”

Qin Jie was no longer polite, looked at Qin Long and said: "I don't think there is a problem with the painting in front of this snuff bottle, but the pen power of the inscription poem in the back is a little lacking, it doesn't look like Mr. Ma Shaoxuan's authentic handwriting." ”

Qin Long sighed and hugged his fists at Qin Jie: "I've been taught." ”

People are experts, and they can see the problem from the handwriting of the inscription poem, at least this level is much higher than Tang Haoer, and as for himself, he doesn't know anything at all, let alone mention it.

Qin Jie hurriedly politely, and at this time, an old laugh came from the door of the reception room: "This girl is messing around again, let me see if the girl's eyesight has grown." ”

Hearing this voice, Qin Jie hurriedly stood up and walked towards the door, and before she saw anyone, she had already asked out loud: "Grandpa, why are you here, didn't you say that you were going to fish with Grandpa Hu today." ”

A white-haired old man walked into the reception room with a smile, and saw Qin Long and Tang Hao'er on the sofa with a smile, smiling and smiling at the two who hurriedly got up and smiling, "You sit", turned to Qin Jie and smiled: "Your grandfather Hu, that old guy is not particular, don't coax him to play." ”

Qin Jie chuckled: "You quarreled with Grandpa Hu again." ”

The two old men have to quarrel once in three days when they get together, Qin Jie has long been accustomed to it, and after two days and a pot of wine, they will get back together immediately, and the old child is probably talking about them like this.

The old man smiled and walked to the sofa, and pressed his hand down on Qin Long and Tang Hao'er, who were still standing there: "You're welcome, young man, sit down." ”

Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, and it is the basic etiquette to see the old man get up to greet him.

The old man glanced at the two snuff bottles on the coffee table and asked with a smile, "You brought this?"

Qin Long nodded: "Let you see the smile, I didn't expect that the one Ma Shaoxuan's snuffbox I brought was a fake, so I'll put it away." ”

"Not busy, not busy", the old man smiled and waved his hand, holding both snuff bottles in front of him.

Qin Jie hurriedly handed the magnifying glass to the old man, the old man took the magnifying glass, honestly and unceremoniously reached out and took out the snuffbox of Ma Shaoxuan, looked at it for about ten minutes, looked up at Qin Jie who was standing beside him and asked, "You said that this snuffbox is not Ma Shaoxuan's?"

Qin Jie nodded: "I think the penmanship of the inscription poem behind this pot is a little loose, and it doesn't look like Ma Shaoxuan's authentic handwriting." ”

The old man shook his head slightly: "If you don't see it yourself, don't explain it to others, your Grandpa Hu has an early work of Ma Shaoxuan at home, you go back to Grandpa Hu's house to take a closer look." ”

"Huh?" Qin Jie opened her mouth wide, looked at the old man and asked, "Grandpa, are you saying that this is an early work of Ma Shaoxuan?"

The old man put down the snuffbox and stood up and clasped his fists to Qin Long and Tang Hao'er and said, "Let the two of you laugh, my granddaughter is not good at learning, and almost made the two of you lose the jewel of this snuffbox to dust, and the old man is here to apologize to the two of you for my granddaughter." ”

Qin Long and Tang Hao'er hurriedly stood up, and Qin Long said, "Old man, don't say that."

The old man stared at Qin Long, who was clasping his hands into fists, and suddenly paused, blurted out to interrupt Qin Long's politeness and asked, "Young man, what's your surname?"

Qin Jie hurriedly introduced on the side: "Grandpa, this Mr. Qin is from the same clan as us, and his surname is Qin." ”

The old man's eyes flashed, staring at Qin Long's eyes and asking, "What's your grandfather's name?"

Qin Long instantly had a black line, this Nima, this old man won't be like Tang Hao'er's grandfather, and he will blast me out after knowing his grandfather's name, right?

Qin Long coughed and said cautiously, "My grandfather's name is Qin Xiangyang." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, and suddenly laughed: "Qin Xiangyang, sure enough, it's Qin Xiangyang, I said look at your kid's eyebrows and eyes, there is that old thing, you are really the descendant of that old thing." That old thing is still alive now, and the old account from decades ago will have to be settled with him. ”

Qin Long grinned in pain.

Old man, how many people did you offend when you were alive?