Chapter 71 Zheng Banqiao's Bamboo

Yesterday, Zheng Xixi made an appointment with Wang Yao and took him to appraise the painting, although Zheng Xixi didn't know why Wang Yao was, but he should return Wang Yao's favor, and there is an authoritative antique appraisal agency nearby, and there is a very famous 'Taobao Street' around the Forbidden City. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In recent years, there have been special business institutions specially formulated by the state, and there are also some private ones, but most antique lovers will choose the more famous ones, and would rather spend more money.

Zheng Xixi drove Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing to the Taobao street, where many cloths were laid on both sides of the antique old street, and there were all kinds of antiques on them, but most of them were porcelain, and there were few paintings and calligraphy.

On both sides of the street are some ancient kind of façade houses, looking at some years, all hanging plaques, Zheng Xixi led the way to the end of a vermilion gate shop, Wang Yao swept the façade 'Treasure Pavilion'.

Zheng Xixi made a phone call at the door, and after a while, a young girl in a long coat came out of the door, "Xixi." ”

"Tian Nier~" Zheng Xixi smiled and hugged the girl in the long coat.

Wang Yao looked at the girl who was called Tian Nier, her smiling eyes were as beautiful as two crescents, and when she laughed, she felt pleasing to the eye, and her heart was as sweet as eating sugar.

The name is good, and it is really sweet.

"Sister Nini. Mo Ke and Zheng Jingjing shouted politely.

"Yo, is Jingjing back?" Huang Jiani looked at Zheng Jingjing and gave her a hug with a smile.

"What about me, what about me~" Mo Ke said coquettishly.

"What are you, I heard that you are in trouble again?" Huang Jiani pinched Mo Ke's cheek and said angrily.

"Why is He Le's big mouth so fast. Mo Ke puffed out his cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"This is my hair small, called Huang Jiani. Zheng Xixi introduced to Wang Yao.

"Hello. Wang Yao greeted respectfully.

"Hello, hello. Huang Jiani smiled back sweetly and turned her head to look at Zheng Xixi, "Why did you remember to come to me today?"

"Naturally, there's something wrong with you. Zheng Xixi smiled, "This street is your territory, help me find a master of calligraphy and painting, he has a painting to identify." ”

"Oh, what type?" Huang Jiani looked at Wang Yao and smiled.

"It's Zheng Banqiao's painting. Wang Yao replied.

"Eh, your family told you?" Huang Jiani was stunned.

"He came from a boss yesterday, and he didn't say it was a famous painting for the decoration that was hanging on the wall. Mo Kejiao smiled.

"How old is the little brother this year?" Huang Jiani smiled after hearing this, looked at Wang Yao's immature little face, and asked with a smile.

"Seventeen. Wang Yao replied, a little puzzled, what does firm calligraphy and painting have to do with age.

"That's right, the rules of the appraisal line are, regardless of the authenticity of the painting, the cost of appraising the palm eye is not refundable, and as soon as you open your mouth, it is Zheng Banqiao's painting, if I find a little master, I must not be able to check the authenticity of the master to find a master, this fee is not a small amount. Huang Jiani smiled gently.

Wang Yao nodded: "This is natural." ”

"Your little brother is also bright enough. Huang Jiani paused, turned her head to look at Zheng Xixi and smiled.

"As far as you talk a lot, you have money, so I'm afraid that your master won't open his eyes. Zheng Xixi patted Huang Jiani's head in annoyance.

"Okay, come with me. Huang Jiani smiled and led Wang Yao and others into the vermilion gate, as soon as the courtyard was tightened, you could feel the temperature that was obviously different from the outside of the door, and there was a big locust tree in the yard with a few people, with lush branches and leaves, and it looked very beautiful.

When you enter the foyer, you can see a glass counter, wooden stools for entertaining guests, and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, all of which reveal that they are not ordinary.

Passing through the front hall, to the backyard is suddenly open, an ancient quadrangle, east, west and north are two-storey buildings, in turn is the 'Fu Shou Lu' three pavilions.

Huang Jiani took them into the 'Fu Pavilion', the house was antique, there were all kinds of calligraphy and painting scrolls in the room, and the fragrance of books and ink permeated the room, which shocked Wang Yao's spirit.

A little boy who looks like a young man is lying on the counter looking at a painting with a magnifying glass.

"Huzi, Uncle Zhao. Huang Jiani shouted at the little boy.

"Blaming with people later. The little boy said without raising his head.

"No manners. Huang Jiani smiled, turned to Zheng Xixi and the others and said, "You guys wait here." ”

said that I, Huang Jiani, lifted the bead curtain next to the screen and entered the back room.

Mo Ke looked around curiously.

"Girl, just look at it, but don't get started. The little boy on the counter reminded as if he had eyes on the top of his head.

Mo Ke touched the hand of a pair of bamboo slips and pouted.

Wang Yao's eyes stared at the few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, feeling that if he touched it, he might be able to trigger some system task.

After a while, Huang Jiani came out with an old man in a long coat, the old man's eyebrows were white, but his eyes were very bright and bright.

"Uncle Zhao, this little brother has brought a baby for you to see. Huang Jiani said with a smile.

Uncle Zhao looked at Wang Yao and nodded, "Take it out and take a look." ”

Wang Yao took out the scroll from his bag.

"Put it here. Huang Jiani pushed aside the scroll of the little boy on the counter.

Wang Yao put the scroll on it and untied the ribbon on it, the "Clear Bamboo Picture".

Since the owner of the gold shop has not maintained it too much, the painting is indeed a little damaged around it, but it is harmless.

Uncle Zhao's eyes lit up after seeing this painting, he walked over and touched the drawing paper, and let out a soft snort.

Wang Yao's heart moved.

"Huzi, bring me my mirror. Elder Zhao commanded.

The little boy answered, ran to the back, and in a moment took out a small wooden box.

There were several lenses in the wooden box, and Zhao Lao took his eyes and took one of the lenses to observe carefully on the painting.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath and didn't dare to disturb.

After about ten minutes, Zhao Lao raised his head and shook his head, "It's not a new product, it's just a door opening holiday." ”

"What does this mean?" Zheng Xixi asked.

"Uncle Zhao means that this painting is an old object, but it is not a genuine work, it is an imitation of the same year, Zheng Banqiao was famous back then, so there are countless imitations on the interface, we have seen a lot of them over the years. Huang Jiani explained with a smile.

"This old gentleman, is it really fake?" Wang Yao frowned and arched his hand.

"I think it's fake. Uncle Zhao smiled kindly, "Don't be angry, young man, I understand your thoughts, everyone wants to baby is true, but baby this thing is hard to find, Zhao is not talented, he has been a player since he was a child, he has seen a lot, he doesn't dare to say that he is a quasi-child, but eight or nine is not far from ten, your painting is an ancient painting, but it is indeed a fake." ”

"The boy couldn't say more. Wang Yao bowed slightly, "It is rumored that this Zheng Banqiao has ten bamboo authentic works, what is this?"

Uncle Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, "The young man knows a lot, let me tell you about this Zheng Banqiao's bamboo." ”