Chapter Seventy-Three: The Fool

The little boy who was holding the scroll in one hand jumped up as if he had been struck by electricity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What?" Wang Yao was stunned.

"I said, I have collected this "Clear Bamboo Picture", please cut love. Qi Gong said with a smile.

"Qi Lao, is this painting real?" Huang Jiani's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

"It doesn't make sense, Lao Qi, don't look away. Uncle Zhao was also full of consternation, and put on his glasses to take a closer look.

"I'm definitely not as good as you when I look at paintings, but I can't be wrong about Zheng Banqiao's words. Qi Gong smiled, "I have a pair of ink bamboos at home, have you forgotten? I have been reading it for decades, how could I be wrong." ”

"Really?" Uncle Zhao's hand shook, "It's weird, it's weird, this "Clear Bamboo Picture" draws rain bamboo. ”

"No wonder, it is indeed a bit misleading in the name, this picture is Zheng Banqiao painted and sold to Huayan when he lived in Yangzhou, why is it called "Clear Bamboo Picture", just a kind of allegory, you see this rain bamboo although the bamboo leaves droop, but the bamboo poles and branches are still high-spirited, Zheng Banqiao painted bamboo more in the residual window powder wall, the sun and the moon shadow. Therefore, it is as vivid as a natural picture, but compared with the three bamboos in front of it, it is more thin and vigorous, and pulls out the side, and the standard line is turned, and the air of the reduction is clear, and its elegant exercise is also like the person of Banqiao. ”

Qi Gong paused, "Huai Cai is not encountered, but the rain hits the bamboo leaves but does not bend the waist, this is also a clear bamboo?"

"Wonderful. Uncle Zhao was stunned, suddenly realized, and then looked at Wang Yao with some shame, "I'm really embarrassed, little brother, the old man is only shallow in learning, and he is not here today, I am afraid that it will be a big mistake." ”

"The master is serious, even if you don't do it here, I will identify it again. Wang Yao hurriedly returned the salute.

"Why is the little brother so confident?" Uncle Zhao was a little puzzled.

"Because he's literate. Qi Gong smiled, "Zheng Banqiao's character is abnormal, and not everyone can copy it." ”

Uncle Zhao was stunned.

"Little brother, make a price, as long as it's not too high, leave a tea money for the old man. Qi Gong looked at Wang Yao with a smile and said.

Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth, bowed to Qi Gong, and bowed to Qi Gong, "I'm sorry, Master Qi, I came to appraise this painting, not mine." ”

Listening to Wang Yao's words, everyone was stunned again.

"Ah~ Are you stupid? That uncle said he was sending you!" Mo Ke kicked Wang Yao and said angrily.

"Oh, it seems that there is something else hidden?" Qi Gong raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "I, the old man, like to listen to stories the most." ”

"This painting belongs to a friend of mine, and he has appraised it before, saying that it is a fake, but I think it is real, so I helped him to authenticate it. Wang Yao replied truthfully.

"It seems that you are good with this friend, and you know that nine times out of ten it is true, you still help him identify it. Qi Gong smiled, "That troublesome little brother, go back and bring a message to the master, if you want to make a move, please give it a convenience." ”

After speaking, Qi Gong took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yao, "Also, where does the little brother go to school?"

"Me?" Wang Yao was stunned, "I went to school in Hangzhou. ”

"Hangcheng, so far?" Qi Gong was also stunned.

"Qi Lao wants to accept a disciple?" Huang Jiani felt that Zheng Xixi was behind her back, and reacted quickly after being stunned.

"I won't mistake people's children, I just think that if I go to school in the capital, don't be a good seedling, I can introduce him to a teacher to learn words. Qi Gong smiled.

Qi Gong's words were euphemistic, but it was obviously a refusal, how could he, a literary master, easily accept apprentices, just seeing that Wang Yao had a bit of kung fu and talent, he just wanted to be a guide.

"That, since this painting is real, do you have to go through any formalities?" Wang Yao didn't have the heart to care about these now, he just wanted to tell Hu Wen the good news after the dust settled.

Zheng Xixi glanced at Wang Yao silently, thinking that he was really ignorant, an opportunity to soar into the sky was missed, with Qigong's influence in China, if Wang Yao really got in touch with him, it would be equivalent to a lifetime of worry-free.

"Hehe, the young man is interesting. Qi Gong didn't expect Wang Yao to care so much about his mention, and smiled, "The formalities are a set of seals and certificates for this treasure pavilion, if you want to get national certification, you can also take these certificates to the relevant institutions." ”

"That's troublesome. Wang Yao thanked him again and went out to call Hu Wen.

"Don't worry about Qi Lao, this kid is from the countryside. Zheng Xixi smiled and spoke.

"You can see that you are dressed extraordinarily, but he is the only one who wears plainly. Qi Gong smiled.

"Is that kid a fool?" Mo Ke pulled Zheng Jingjing out of the door, looking at Wang Yao, who was talking on the phone in the corner with a happy face, "The owner of the gold shop said that he gave it to him." ”

Zheng Jingjing pursed the corners of her lips and glanced at the smile on Wang Yao's face, "I also think that he is a little stupid." ”

"Zheng Banqiao's paintings are worth at least a million, no, maybe more. Mo Ke frowned and said, "This fool must not know that it is worth so much money." ”

Zheng Jingjing smiled, thinking to herself that if Wang Yao didn't know the value of this painting, how could he be so active in appraising it.

is exactly the same as Wang Yaochai, at the door of Hu Wen's gold shop, the next day there was indeed this beggar entity with a foul smell all over his body, because it was summer, so when people found out, it was already full of flies.

Hu Wen, who had not slept all night, received a call from the police station early in the morning, made a simple record, and the police let him go.

After taking over the husband and wife and having a big quarrel, the wife went back to her parents' house angrily, leaving Hu Wen alone to borrow wine to kill his sorrows, when Wang Yao called him, he was just a little drunk, and he thought it was a dream when he received the call.

After listening to Wang Yao's repeated repeats, Hu Wen was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Hu Wen couldn't describe his mood, but he knew that Wang Yao must be a nobleman.

Wang Yao told Hu Wen the address of the hotel and asked him to come to the hotel to find him and return the painting to him.

Hu Wen, who was excited, agreed, but after coming back to his senses, he felt that he couldn't ask for it, and after thinking about it, Hu Wen tidied up his appearance and took a car to the hotel.

Wang Yao on the other side got the certificate opened by the Treasure Pavilion, and Shang Ming, the certificate that has been handwritten, has a seal, which is a big seal, and Qigong is privately sealed, which is very domineering.

Wang Yao could obviously feel that after he took the certificate, Huang Jiani and Zheng Xixi's eyes were a little green.

"I inquired just now, are you Mao Weitao's junior brother?" Mr. Qi Gong had already put on a blazer at this time, and he looked more elegant.

Wang Yao was stunned and nodded.

"Then you are a descendant of the Yue Opera Yin faction?" asked Mr. Qigong with a smile.

"I haven't apprenticed yet, my master is Xu Feng, I don't know what faction he is, it should be considered the Xu faction of my aunt Xu Yulan. Wang Yao said with some embarrassment.

"Xu Feng?" Qi Gong raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Wang Yao, "He has a pair of fiery eyes." ”

Wang Yao smiled, a little puzzled, "Does the master know Xu Lao?"

"It's an old acquaintance. Qi Gong smiled, "Wait a minute, there will be your performance in the garden." ”

Wang Yao nodded.

"Just have nothing to do, go and join in the fun. Qi Gong smiled.

"That...."Wang Yao paused for a moment, a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Qi Gong asked.

"I'm just a junior apprentice, and I don't have permission to take you in to the play. Wang Yao was very embarrassed.