Chapter 400: Masters gathered

………… After tidying up the antiques in the study, the group returned to the living room. By this time, almost an hour had passed.

The tea made by Li Yuncong has long been cold. After re-soaking, several people sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"By the way, Xiaodong, I forgot to ask you! What are you preparing for your birthday this time? Brother Zhou is a master who is not easy to wait!"

Hearing this, Liu Dong hurriedly put down the teacup and said: "Brother Zhou told my old man that he likes calligraphy and painting, and he is not allowed to give too expensive gifts, so I wrote my own sub-characters, and also carved a wood carving of the birthday boy with ebony!"

"You wrote the sub-character yourself?" said Li Lao in surprise. When he was in Quancheng, he knew that Liu Dong's wood carving skills were very superb. However, he didn't know that Liu Dong could also calligraphy, and in this era of using ballpoint pens and fountain pens to write, it is not easy to have a good calligraphy.

From Li Lao's obviously skeptical tone, Liu Dong naturally guessed what he was thinking, "Yes, my father likes calligraphy, so he also learned a lot when he was young!"

"That's a good feeling, it just so happens that I'm good too, go, go, go to the study, write to me and see how your level is?"

"Old man, I've just sat down, what are you going to do?" the old lady who came over from the kitchen with a plate of fruit asked with a frown.

"I'll take Xiaodong to practice calligraphy, don't worry about it!" he said, and pulled Liu Dong's arm. Walked into the study.

"Yun Cong. Why don't you go!" After putting the fruit bowl down. The old lady looked at Li Yuncong, who was lying lazily on the sofa and couldn't move, and couldn't help asking.

With my understanding of Xiaodong, since he dares to make a move, the level of calligraphy must be very high, and when I am next to him, the second grandfather will definitely compare me with him, and when the time comes, he will count me down, and I am not stupid. How could it be possible to follow in!"

Listening to Li Yuncong's words, after the old lady sat down, she asked with a smile, "How can you be so sure that Xiaodong's calligraphy level is very good?"

"100% sure, that guy gives me the same feeling as my father, he doesn't look like a young man, how can he be sloppy about such an important matter as celebrating his birthday. Besides, I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him know anything, wood carving, jade carving, gambling stones, antique appraisal and collection, it's really too demonic!

Look at the way he looks. The old lady smiled, "It's rare to have someone who can convince you...... That's right. Xiaodong is so powerful, then the two of you are friends, you can't be too bad, right! What are your plans in the future, people who are about to get married can't still be idle and not do their jobs, right?"

Hearing this, Li Yuncong sat up vigorously, and said with a hint of distress on his face: "I don't want to be idle, but I don't know what I can do, I don't like politics and being a soldier, I can do business, but I don't have much capital, and I don't know where to start ......!"

In fact, in terms of his identity, if he really wants to do business, there are definitely a lot of people who send money to him to earn, but when it comes to the current status of the Li family, the most fundamental thing is the political status of the family, no matter how important the money is, it is just an auxiliary, as long as the current status of the family is maintained, they will not worry about expenses. Naturally, it is impossible to leave a flaw in the economy and leave an excuse for political opponents to attack themselves. Therefore, the higher the status, the more cherished the feathers.

Therefore, although Li Yuncong wants to do business, he can get a little help from his family, but he still has to follow the rules.

"Why did you have an elm head?" the old lady hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"If you don't know what to do, you won't find someone else to partner with! Some time ago, didn't Mingyuan just come back from studying abroad? I heard that like you, he didn't want to engage in politics and wanted to do business, so wouldn't it be okay for the two of you to partner up when the time comes?

"Yes, I almost forgot, now the money in my hand is still Xiaodong pointing me out, why did I forget this stubble when I won it when I gambled on stones!" Li Yuncong clapped his hands and said happily.

"Bang!" the old lady knocked on Li Yuncong's head with her fingers.

"Grandma, don't hit me on the head, I'll be stupid!"

"I deserved to be stupid, and I was beaten lightly. Looking at the aggrieved look on Li Yuncong's face, the old lady continued: "Asking you to do business is expected to allow you to create a serious career, is this kind of thing a serious career like gambling on stones?"

Just when Li Yuncong was about to say something, the old man's joyful laughter suddenly came from the open study, and it was obvious that the old man was very appreciative of Liu Dong's calligraphy level.

Hearing this, Li Yuncong and the old lady glanced at each other, and the two stood up at the same time and walked towards the study. In fact, they are also quite curious about Liu Dong's calligraphy level.

But before they could reach the door, they heard that inside the study, Li Lao exclaimed: "Xiaodong, I didn't expect your attainments in regular script to be so clever, much stronger than an old man like me!"

"Mr. Li has won the award, and I am still far away!"

"Eh, compared to those calligraphy masters, you are indeed a little worse, but at your age, it is very rare to have the current level!"

"The old woman came over and took a look, how good Xiaodong's regular writing is! The pen is rich and delicate, the dot painting is fine, and there is a masculinity in the square, which is really good!" Looking at the old wife who walked in, Li Lao hurriedly greeted.

Even people who have no calligraphy foundation can tell whether the calligraphy level is good or bad, so even the old lady and Li Yuncong who don't know how to write calligraphy can see that Liu Dong's regular script is indeed extraordinary.

"Xiaodong, I can't see it, you still have this hand!"

In the face of Li Yuncong's admiration, Liu Dong just smiled and didn't say much.

Just when a few people were admiring Liu Dong's calligraphy, a knock on the door suddenly came to mind.

"It must be those old guys who are here!Let's go, go out and have a look!" As he spoke, Li Lao was the first to raise his feet and walk towards the door. Liu Dong and the others naturally followed.

And just when Li Lao walked to the door and opened the door, he saw an old man wearing white half-sleeves and white hair walking in, "Lao Li, what the hell is going on, I didn't make it clear on the phone, so I called me over in a hurry!"

"Hehe, Lao Zheng, I asked you to come over, naturally there is a reason to call you over! Don't worry, I promise not to let you suffer today! Come in!" As he spoke, Li Lao took the other party's arm and walked towards the living room.

"Come to Xiaodong, let me introduce to you, this is the vice president of our Hometown Museum, an expert in calligraphy and painting appraisal, surnamed Zheng, called Zhongping. ”

"Hello Zheng Lao!" As a junior, Liu Dong naturally had to say hello first, and he has long been famous for this master in the field of calligraphy and painting appraisal, and he is also a model for himself to learn.

"Hehe, hello!" After finishing speaking, the old man looked him up and down, and then hesitated: "If I guessed correctly, your name is Liu Dong, right?"

"Yes, my name is Liu Dong, how do you know me, Mr. Zheng?" The moment he finished saying this, Liu Dong clearly saw something called 'interest' in Old Man Zheng's eyes.

"Haha, of course I know you, last month in Quancheng, you stirred up a huge storm, I'm afraid there are not many people in the national antique collection industry who haven't heard of your name!"

"You're getting old enough awards!" Liu Dong naturally knew how much turmoil he had caused in the membership assessment of joining the Quancheng Antique Collection Association a month ago, although Liu Dong didn't count it afterwards, but during that time, there were more than two hundred missed calls on his mobile phone every day, and it was not until more than a week later that it gradually weakened.

To this day, he still receives five or six calls a day on his mobile phone for work, wanting to buy antiques from him.

"But the prize can't be awarded!" After waving his hand, Old Man Zheng glanced at Old Li, his eyes lit up and said, "Old Li, do I know that you called me alone this time, what's the matter? Could it be that this little brother Liu wants to transfer antiques, and then you, the old guy, let us come over and conduct a live auction?"

Hearing this, Old Man Li couldn't help but roll his eyes, his old friend is good at everything, that is, he never leaves his profession in three sentences, and always wants to receive all the good treasures in the world to the collection of the Forbidden City. It's been decades and it's still not changing.

"Stop, today I asked you to come over to help identify an ancient painting, but I didn't let you make a profit!"

Hearing Li Lao's words, Old Man Zheng naturally didn't want to give up lightly, those antiques in Liu Dong's hands, as long as he was a person engaged in collection or appraisal, there was no one who was not greedy.

"Naturally, there is no problem in identifying ancient paintings. But let's talk about something else!...... "Of course, after so many years, he knew that Li Lao's oil and salt did not enter, so he shifted his focus to Liu Dong, "Young man, do I call you Liu Dongxing?"

"You don't have to be polite, just call me Xiaodong!" Liu Dong hurriedly said.

"Okay, Xiaodong, look at ......!" After five minutes of preaching, Old Man Zheng stopped unsatisfied.

Of course, the core meaning of these words is: let Liu Dong donate the antiques collected in his hand to the Homeland, and then Liu Dong can get a certificate of the Homeland Palace Museum that Mr. Zheng said represented the honor, and then it will be written into the history of the Hometown Museum, which will last for generations!

"Xiaodong, what do you think?"

Looking at Zheng Lao's stunned appearance, to be honest, Liu Dong is really hard to refuse, but he doesn't want to put the treasure he has worked so hard to get into the big quagmire of the old palace. (To be continued......)