This room is a study, and behind a large mahogany coffee table, a middle-aged man is leaning back in a chair and closing his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This man has a high nose and deep eyes, and two thick eyebrows fly straight into his sideburns, although he is a little old now, but if he is twenty years younger, he is definitely a first-class handsome guy.

"Daddy. Li Ruonan stepped forward and smiled sweetly: "I'll bring him back." ”

"Hello, uncle. Liu Mang said a little stiffly.

"Are you Liu Mang?" The middle-aged man straightened his face, looked him up and down, and pointed to the sofa in front of him: "Sit down." ”

"Why are you so serious, you're not usually like this!. Li Ruonan sat down next to Li Qiushui and said coquettishly.

"Where am I serious?" Li Qiushui's eyes widened: "I'm going to push your dad out now, isn't it?"

"Uncle, this is my little heart. Liu Mang smiled and respectfully pushed the painting in his hand in front of Li Qiushui.

"Well, that's so polite. Li Qiushui nodded.

"Daddy, don't you like calligraphy and painting the most? Li Ruonan couldn't help but ask when he saw Li Qiushui's lack of interest.

Li Qiushui likes calligraphy and painting, but only some celebrity calligraphy and painting can enter his eyes, as for some imitations and ordinary calligraphy and painting, Li Qiushui is too lazy to bother with that.

The box containing the calligraphy and painting was very poorly made, and it may have been bought from a craft store, and if it was taken out in front of Ruonan, it would probably hurt the young man's self-esteem.

"Well, just take a look. "My daughter has said it, so I can only take it out and take a look.

Li Qiushui took the scroll out of the box and took a cursory look: "Well, it's Qiu Ying's style, whether it is pen power or ink dyeing, it is very skillful." ”

But after a closer look, Li Qiushui sighed, and his brows furrowed: "No, such a good skill can be completely self-contained, why do you want to imitate Qiu Ying's paintings?"

Li Qiushui never thought that this painting was genuine, because Qiu Ying's paintings have not been circulated much, and most of Qiu Ying's works handed down today are models for later generations.

Moreover, he has been collecting calligraphy and painting for many years, and has always wanted to find a true painting of Qiu Ying, but now Qiu Ying's authentic works are in the hands of major museums or collectors, and they are not something that can be bought with money.

Even he couldn't get an authentic handiwork, and the young man in front of him was even more impossible.

"Daddy, take a closer look. Li Ruonan laughed.

"Take a closer look?" Li Qiushui picked up a magnifying glass from the table and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

"Who painted this? Not only the painter, but even Shen Yun copied it seamlessly, I remember that there doesn't seem to be Qiu Ying's painting on the market? Could it be that the copying person created it himself?"

"Daddy, didn't you think that this painting was genuine?" Li Ruonan was a little amused.

"Authentic works, this is impossible, right?" Li Qiushui shook his head: "Qiu Ying's authentic works are all counted, if it was so easy to find, I would have bought it back a long time ago." ”

"Uncle, look here. Liu Mang remembered that Lu Yitian had told him that there was a special way to identify Qiu Ying's authenticity, so he pointed to the signature under the painting and said.

Li Qiushui moved the magnifying glass, and after looking at it for a while, his voice trembled: "This ...... This can't really be Qiu Ying's real work, right?"

After playing and collecting for so many years, Li Qiushui is also half an expert, and of course he knows that there are two most important bases for distinguishing the authenticity of Qiu Ying's paintings: one looks at the seal, and the other looks at the signature.

There is a saying that connoisseurs have identified Qiu Ying's paintings through the ages - Tian is not prominent, and his father is on both sides.

It means that where Qiu Ying's authentic handwriting, his signature "Qiu Ying's real father wrote", the traditional Chinese characters below, and the Tian character under the head of the treasure cover is not prominent, and if it comes out, it is fake. The father character in the real father, the above two strokes are not a skimming and a pinch, but two points of symmetry on the left and right, and the opposite is false.

Now the paintings in Li Qiushui's hands, whether it is the painting style, charm, seal, and inscription, are all matched, coupled with the special texture of ancient paintings, they can be 90% sure that this is Qiu Ying's painting authenticity.

"Of course it's true! Professor Lu has already identified it!" Li Ruonan giggled: "The first time you visited, how could Liu Mang use a fake painting to fool you?"

"It's... This is too precious!" Rao is Li Qiushui is well-informed, and he was also taken aback at this moment.

Now Qiu Ying's authentic works have a market price of more than 100 million yuan. Li Qiushui doesn't care about how valuable paintings are. But the problem is, even if you have the money, you can't buy it.

"It's just a painting, as it should be. Liu Mang smiled faintly.

"Where did you get this painting?" Li Qiushui was a little curious.

"Oh, this is what I won back from someone else in Dongying. ”

"Dongying? Li Qiushui suddenly realized: "Most of the authentic works of Qiu Ying in China have owners, and they can only be found overseas." ”

"Daddy, you don't know how powerful Liu Mang is. "Li Ruonan's 'Biliba Bang' told Liu Mang about competing with others in Dongying.

"Jinling Recipes"?Wuye Shaoou's clear juice recipe?Do you have all of this?" At this time, Li Qiushui couldn't help but look at Liu Mang with admiration.

He had investigated Liu Mang before, but the information he got was very limited, and the news he got recently was that Liu Mang had just obtained the position of the God of Cooking. But I didn't expect this future son-in-law to be so powerful that even the Dongying cuisine world could sweep?

Li Qiushui is also a chef, so he does not object to Li Ruonan finding a cook, but this chef must also have the ability to do it. Now it seems that his daughter's vision is still good.

"Sir, Miss, it's time to eat. At this time, Aunt Hua walked up and said.

"Nephew, let's talk while eating. Li Qiushui laughed and stood up.

Liu Mang followed Li Qiushui and walked downstairs, and a table of food was already set up in the dining room downstairs.

"Well, there are not enough dishes, Liu Mang came to our house for the first time, how can you do it with just a few dishes?" Li Qiushui glanced at the table and said.

"Isn't there enough food? I'll do it right away. Aunt Hua hurriedly said.

"Daddy, there are only four of us, and there are seven or eight dishes on the table, isn't it enough?" Li Ruonan said in surprise.

"Of course it's not enough, I'll do a few more. Li Qiushui rolled up his sleeves.

"Uncle, I'd better come. How could a smart person like Liu Mang not understand the meaning of Li Qiushui's words now, he hurriedly said.

"If you want to take the test, why do you go around so many bends?" Li Ruonan also understood, and suddenly cried and laughed: "Liu Mang, show my old man your cooking skills." ”

"What an old man, no big or small. Li Qiushui bent his fingers and flicked a brain crash on Li Ruonan's forehead.

Liu Mang walked to the stove in the open kitchen and pulled an apron to tie it: "Auntie, uncle, what do you want to eat?"