After lunch, Zhong Yue left Xi Qichang's house. The matter of the lacquer book being remounted is an old friend of Xi Qichang, and it is also a master who imitated Zhong Yue to deal with it, and it will take about a week to dry and flatten it, and it has been bothering for most of the day, Zhong Yue has met and left after lunch, after all, the elderly have the habit of taking a nap.

Xi Qichang drank a little wine leisurely, humming a little tune in his mouth. Mrs. Wu cleaned up the dining table, looked at the virtue of her old man, and rolled her eyes, "Pick up money? ”

"Huh. It's a big deal to pick up money. ”

Mrs. Wu took a rag and wiped the residue on the table into the trash can, "You and Zhong Yue, look more like grandchildren and grandchildren, when you have half a good temper with your own grandson, Bao'er and they will be willing to stay in China for a few more days." ”

"Hey, it's rare for me to eat and drink for nothing at home. ”

Mrs. Wu shook her head, looking at the old man whose mouth was as hard as iron teeth and copper teeth, she couldn't wait to throw a rag on it, thinking that if she was angry, she would have to take care of this guy by herself, so she gave up, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "You like him so much, why don't you accept him as a closed disciple? ”

Xi Qichang said: "Closed disciples, can't teach, can't teach. This kid has already stood too tall, and our old ways are no longer suitable for him. The "Liujia Lingfei Sutra" in the study just now, if I publish it in a Shanghai literary journal for him, hehe, the calligraphy world is estimated to change. ”

"Look at what you said so exaggerated, then why didn't you send it?"

Xi Qichang stuffed the bottle cap, "Why do you become famous so early? If you want to go far, you have to endure loneliness." This kid is much more successful than I thought, you can put a hundred hearts, in the future of the Chinese book world, Zhong Yue will top half the sky. ”

Listening to the old man's wine and talk, and talking nonsense, Mrs. Wu was also used to it, catering to him, "Then there is still half of it? You Xi Qichang is on top, right?"

Lao Xi's eyes darkened, and he sat in his seat and sighed briefly: "There is still half of it...... And half of him pulled his hind legs......"

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Zhong Yue took the subway back to Ouyang Kaishan's villa.

was caught by Ouyang Guoqing and Ou Yangming, who were waiting in the yard.

Seeing that the uncle and nephew looked mentally abnormal, Zhong Yue took a step back, "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Guoqing said with a somewhat complicated expression: "Zhong Yue...... True...... The real thing is in your hands?"

After learning the whereabouts of the real work, Ouyang Kaishan had nothing to hide this secret, and directly revealed it to Ouyang Guoqing, but as Ouyang Kaishan expected, his second son had already learned about this from his mother, and it was no wonder that at the auction, he bid so much at any cost.

When Ouyang Guoqing learned that the work at the auction was really a fake, he broke out in a cold sweat. If Zhong Yue hadn't stopped it, it is estimated that this price might have to rise, even 50 million!

For the entire Ouyang International, 50 million may not be an astronomical amount, but for Ouyang Guoqing personally, buying a fake for 50 million will really become a big wrong, and the young Confucian students that his mother has worked hard to cultivate for decades may become the laughing stock of the Ouyang family.

Zhong Yue saw Ouyang Guoqing's somewhat excited look, so he said, "Now, in front of me, I really don't know the real thing is in me at the auction." The fact that the painting contains the original lacquer book was only discovered by chance when I was looking for his old man to identify ancient paintings at Xi's home. ”

"Anyway, thank you. Ouyang Guoqing patted Zhong Yue on the shoulder, "As for whether you want to sell or borrow the authentic work, or collect it yourself, let the old man talk to you about this matter, I won't interfere." ”

"Well, where I can do my part, I will naturally agree. ”

Zhong Yue is not a profiteer who is unsympathetic and sells at a price, if it is someone else, knowing that Ouyang Kaishan is bound to win, it is estimated that it should not be a problem to sell this character for sixty or seventy million.

Sixty or seventy million, that's not six or seven hundred.

Getting rich overnight, luxury cars, mansions, famous watches, how many people dream of something?

However, for Zhong Yue, I can't be cheeky and say that money is like dung to me, but at least it is enough. He has his own pursuits.

"Then I'll go first. Ouyang Guoqing said, "The matter of the real work in your hands, don't reveal it for the time being, I have calculated it with the old man, and the matter at the auction is estimated to be a bureau set up by Wang Ge." ”

Zhong Yue nodded, "With such poor morality, can you still be so famous in the calligraphy world in Shanghai?"

"The descendants of the book Shengxi, and the penmanship is good, a small Kai can be written with a god, Xiao Kai Wang, Xiao Kai Wang, peers to raise this name. ”

Zhong Yue sighed and said, "And called 'King Zhong', if you really want to talk about these nonsensical words from above, then wouldn't I still press him?"

The sage of books is certainly the only one of Wang Xi.

However, if we talk about who is the originator of Xiaokai, it must be Zhong Xuan and Zhong Taiwei.

Ouyang Guoqing shook his head and smiled: "Then you have to have strength to talk about identity." Work hard, King Xiaokai, it's not unsurpassable. ”

Ouyang Guoqing left, and Ouyang Ming, who was staring at him with big eyes, looked at Zhong Yue speechless. It's only been a few days, Zhong Yue has made a move, every time he has broken Ou Yangming's values, why is he of the same age, he can only spend the money given by his mother, and Zhong Yue has made such a move, tens of millions have arrived.

He asked a little unwillingly: "This painting, Brother Yue, must be your family's ancestral heirloom, right, tell me, it's your family's ancestrand." ”

"Ah, is it important that ancestors are not ancestors?"

"Of course!"

Zhong Yue said speechlessly: "When your grandfather was young, he studied in Europe and saw this calligraphy, do you say it is an ancestral heirloom?"

"......," Ou Yangming asked, "Then how much did you get it?"

Zhong Yue looked at Ou Yangming with an unwilling look and said with a smile: "Want to hear the truth or falsehood?"

"Of course it's true. ”

"Twenty thousand. ”

Ou Yangming stood in the courtyard with a dull expression.

Twenty thousand......

Millions......

I...... Depend on......

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue......"

Zhong Yue stopped, looked at Ou Yangming, who was a little excited, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You accept me as an apprentice, teach me how to appreciate treasures, or let's go to the treasure building in the afternoon?"

Zhong Yue looked at Ou Yangming, who was excited, and said, "Don't you need to study?"

"Studying? My dad asked me to study abroad, but I didn't want to go, not for studying. My second uncle and I want to learn antique appraisal, but he always says that I have no talent, you teach me, how?"

"Read more. ”

When Ou Yangming heard this answer, his whole person felt like he was wilted.