The scene can be roughly divided into three groups of people, led by Lotte, the ancient Cao Lao gang is a group of people, the Wang family is a wave of people, and the others are all watching the play.

Zhang Yunfang wanted to refute the help, but when the old man Zhang saw this, he hurriedly pulled his daughter aside and motioned her not to speak with his eyes.

This situation on the scene is not a dispute of family interests, or the festival is very deep, no matter who is the master, as long as there are two guests facing each other, the main family can not stand casually, this is the way in the scene, and it is practical in the officialdom shopping mall.

Surrounded by noisy diners, the atmosphere near the treasure seat was awkward, no one played a round, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the situation was repeatedly deadlocked.

Lotte was the fuse, and in this atmosphere, he took off the painting tube on his shoulder without humility or arrogance, looked at the Wang family coldly and said:

"Today is Mr. Zhang's birthday, I don't want to cause trouble, you'd better not stir up trouble."

After speaking, he turned his head and handed the painting tube to Old Man Zhang and said:

"Uncle Zhang, this is my gift to you."

Old man Zhang did not stretch out his hand to take it, but looked at the Wang family with a suspicious smell of gunpowder.

Zhang Yunlong didn't care about this and that, he took it and said:

"I'll take a look at something."

"Yunlong." Zhang Yunfang reminded him, but Zhang Yunlong had already opened the painting tube and poured out the painting scroll inside.

The corners of the old man's disdainful mouth on the side twitched, "I want to see what is being sent." ”

The Wang family stepped forward with a brush, it seemed that they were going to pick thorns, in this atmosphere, who didn't know, even if this picture scroll was priceless, their Wang family would pick bones in the eggs.

Zhang Yunlong opened the picture scroll little by little, Zhang Yunfang only glanced at it, and was immediately stunned, grabbed Lotte's arm and said:

"Rakuten, are you really going to give it to my father?"

"When I asked for it, I was going to give it to your father!" Lotte responded simply.

"No, this painting, it's ......"

"Don't talk about it."

Zhang Yunfang wanted to say something, but Lotte spoke in a resolute tone and didn't give Zhang Yunfang a chance to speak at all.

The scroll was completely opened, which also attracted the attention of most of the people, and all the people present were experts in the antique world, but everyone was a little stunned when they saw this painting, and they had some guesses but did not dare to say it explicitly.

Old man Zhang took the scroll and carefully discerned it, looked at Cao Lao in surprise and asked:

"Uncle Cao, this painting is ......"

"I thought it was something, it's not a modern art!"

At this moment, Wang Guoqiang's words finally did not disappoint everyone, but the audience was all understanding, although this painting was reframed by modern technology, no one dared to confirm what it was, but it was definitely not a modern imitation.

Obviously, Wang Guoqiang used this excuse to find fault, and he should have kicked it on the iron plate.

"I'll just say, the hairless doll here is talking, and I'll stay there." Cao Lao turned his head and shouted at the kingdom.

Wang Guoqiang was not convinced, and retorted: "Grandpa Cao, is there anything wrong with what I said, this painting is a modern imitation at first glance, and he said that my hair did not grow Qi, could it be that he has grown Qi?" ”

"Stop talking." Old Man Wang hurriedly stopped his son Wang Guoqiang, and said to Cao Lao embarrassedly: "Brother Cao, did you frame this painting?" ”

"Well, I just got it the other day." Cao Lao replied casually.

Old man Wang understood, looked at the painting carefully, and asked tentatively: "Is this painting really from the handwriting of Song Huizong?" ”

"Absolutely." Cao Lao agreed.

"Song Huizong!"

The whole audience fryed, and in an instant, everyone squeezed forward, and at this moment there were no rules and etiquette, this is the true work of Song Huizong, and it is an absolute national treasure in the world of antique calligraphy and painting!

The old man Zhang who was holding the painting heard the three words of Song Huizong, and his hands trembled and almost didn't drop the painting, but then everyone came around, and he hurriedly stopped it.

But when these people heard that the authentic works of Song Huizong were in the world, they immediately spread the word from ten to hundred, even if they didn't understand antique calligraphy and painting, after asking the reason, they were even more crazy crowded.

Fortunately, the people in the antique world took the lead in reacting, acting as security guards in such a crowded situation, which suppressed the onlookers.

Don't think it's an exaggeration, in the international market, there are not many national treasure-level calligraphy and paintings, such as Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa, the motherland's Qingming Riverside Picture and the like are all national treasures, but in the real collection world, Song Huizong's paintings are definitely more valuable than the Qingming Riverside Picture, and the artistic value is here.

Think about it, if someone gives the Mona Lisa as a gift on their birthday, how much of a sensation it will cause to know the effect.

After the chaotic scene was suppressed, several bosses of the antique world asked people to vacate a table, and when it was cleaned up, Old Man Zhang put down the painting in a trembling manner, and then Cao Lao handed him a pair of clean white gloves.

"Paintings that have been devastated by thousands of years of wind and frost can no longer withstand the toss, be careful."

Old man Zhang gratefully put on white gloves, then took out a gold-rimmed magnifying glass from his pocket, carefully identified every detail of the scroll, and sighed while looking at it, "Authentic, rare, absolutely rare." ”

Zhang Yunlong saw this posture and asked puzzledly: "What's the matter, what's wrong?" ”

Zhang Yunfang blushed, and the hand holding Lotte's arm tightened even tighter, explaining: "This painting is a national treasure, and everyone wants to see it." ”

"It's worth it, why don't I see anything?" Zhang Yunlong was about to step forward as he spoke.

Old Man Zhang hurriedly scolded and said, "Look at it, you stand back, don't get dirty." ”

"I'll just take a look."

"Not even half an eye."

Zhang Yunlong retreated helplessly and asked blankly: "Brother-in-law, what is the origin of your painting, you can tell me." ”

"I don't have any origin, it's just that when I picked up garbage, I made a bet with someone in exchange."

"Uh......"

A group of people stared at Lotte stupidly, but there were two groups of people in the audience who looked bad, one was a relative of the Zhang family, who said before that Lotte was picking up garbage, and the other was Bi Chao and the Bi family who knew about it.

Everyone gathered around and waited to appreciate it, Bi Chao's face was extremely ugly, he got up and left after scolding, looking at his gloomy face, he knew that he was really angry.

Ignoring Bi Chao for a moment, in the center of the onlookers, Old Man Zhang looked at Lotte differently and asked:

"This was also picked up?"

"I can testify!" Zhang Yunfang hurriedly answered.

Cao Lao smiled embarrassedly: "You don't know, this painting is framed and hidden by the line concealment method, and I almost didn't recognize it." ”

"Hit the eye, hit the eye, why are you so tactful?" The ancient debunked it in time, which made Cao Lao smile awkwardly, and the ancient continued:

"As I said, Lotte's eyesight is absolutely amazing, and what our two old guys look at, he can recognize it as a genuine handiwork, and this experience is definitely not ordinary."

Old Man Zhang looked at Lotte blankly, and asked excitedly: "What about Lotte, do you sell this painting?" ”

Lotte was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Didn't this painting already give it to you, why do you want to sell it?" ”

"Give it to me, this, how embarrassing it is." Old man Zhang reacted, stopped holding it, said a polite word euphemistically, and then his face became even more excited.

The onlookers gathered for a long time, until some laymen and admirers took the initiative to step back, and others were able to squeeze in and take a look.

However, after this incident, this birthday banquet has also become a painting appreciation conference, at least the old man Zhang is not interested in continuing the banquet, he is not only smiling at this time, but his face is cramping.

Not long after Bi Chao left, the Wang family also left in disgrace, and in this silent confrontation, they were undoubtedly defeated, and they had no face left.

The venue is very crowded, the order is chaotic, Lotte doesn't want to stand on the lookers when the monkey is watching, voluntarily exit the encirclement, just come out, and Liu Boss staggered, he is tiptoeing to look into the circle, after seeing Lotte, showing a surprised gaze.

Lotte didn't look at him, he walked to the table with righteousness, and the gifts were also given, so now he can eat.

As soon as he sat down and picked up the chopsticks, someone pounced behind him, Lotte's nerves have been in a tense state, when this person's breath was about to come, Lotte hurriedly got up and took the chopsticks to fight back, but when he turned his head and saw that it was Qian Hengze, Lotte hurriedly threw away the chopsticks and almost injured Qian Hengze.

Qian Hengze rushed up and patted Lotte on the shoulder, and said step by step:

"Hey, I don't know who is so generous, I heard that I gave a painting that is more valuable than a national treasure, it's really atmospheric."

Lotte sat down embarrassedly, and Qian Hengze also sat down and continued with emotion:

"I really want to see what the hell it is, but I can't get in at all when I see people crowded! Rakuten, you know, how much do you think this painting is worth? ”

"Two hundred million."

"It's so expensive, no wonder." Qian Hengze picked up the chopsticks as he spoke, took a bite and put them in his mouth, "It's cold!" ”

Lotte took a pair of chopsticks again, and only then did he eat the first bite of food, in fact, he had been feeling unwell just now, thinking that he was hungry, but after eating something, his body felt uncomfortable and felt heavier and heavier, his hands and feet were weak, and his face was still a little hot.

After eating a few bites, he put down his chopsticks, touched his forehead, felt a little hot, and just poured a glass of wine for Lotte with Pulse Qian Hengze, and said:

"By the way, where did you die?"

Lotte smiled awkwardly and said, "I changed classes and am now in the general class." ”

"All Subjects! Bi Yuntao's class? Why did you transfer to general practice? Qian Hengze muttered blankly, and then remembered something and said: "By the way, there is a student in the general class who has been lost, and it has been quite fun during this time, do you know?" ”

"I don't know, who lost it?" Lotte asked.

"How do I know, it's not my girl, I still want to ask you? I heard it has something to do with you. ”

"I don't know." After Lotte responded simply, he began to check his pulse, and he actually got a wind chill, which should have caught a cold after falling into the water.

At this time, near the treasure table, Old Man Zhang shouted: "Everyone, today's banquet is here, I still have something to do, so I won't disturb your meal, everyone eats and drinks well!" ”

"No, we haven't seen it yet!" A group of guests complained.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com