Zhao Changfeng decided that he still couldn't tell Lin Xinping his true intentions, so he changed his words and said: "And it's best to be the kind of person who is both a cultural relics collector and a cultural relics identification expert, now that the financial crisis is weak, even the dollar is weak, I want to buy some cultural relics to preserve the value of the property." ”

"Oh, I see." Lin Xinping didn't know how to evaluate Zhao Changfeng, it turned out that he came to find him, just to think about how to keep his property from depreciating or shrinking. I don't know why I fell in love with him in the first place, why didn't I find out before that Zhao Changfeng is such a person who is greedy for power and wealth?

"Hehe, my master's supervisor, Professor Zhou Hongchang, is a well-known expert in cultural relics identification in the country, you may have some gains if you go to him."

"That's right! How do I forget that? That's great! Zhao Changfeng suddenly realized. In fact, he just wanted Lin Xinping to introduce Zhou Hongchang to him, but he wasn't sure if there was a more famous cultural relics identification expert than Zhou Hongchang in Central Plains Province, so he took a detour.

"You go back first." Lin Xinping raised her hand and looked at the time, "I'll contact Professor Zhou first, make an appointment with him, and then notify you." ”

Summoning a taxi, Zhao Changfeng opened the door and asked Lin Xinping to sit on it, and then sat in the front co-pilot's seat, and said to the taxi driver: "The back door of Central Plains Normal University." ”

Walking west along the Jinshui River, when they arrived at the back gate of Central Plains Normal University, the two of them got out of the car, Lin Xinping walked familiarly in front, Zhao Changfeng originally planned to walk side by side with Lin Xinping, but every time he caught up, Lin Xinping deliberately accelerated his pace, obviously wanting to keep a certain distance from Zhao Changfeng. So Zhao Changfeng was half a step behind, and Lin Xinping's steps were not so hurried.

After walking for more than ten minutes, entering the gate of the faculty apartment, Lin Xinping turned to the left, passed through a long corridor, and came to the professor building of Central Plains Normal University. Because it is a key university in Central Plains Province, the construction of the professor building of Central Plains Normal University is relatively advanced, and it is a small high-rise that is very rare in Zhongzhou in 98.

Lin Xinping didn't speak, took Zhao Changfeng into the elevator, went up to the nineteenth floor, and rang the doorbell of room 1908. The security door soon opened, and an old man appeared at the door with a smile.

"Xinping, so fast." Then he looked at Zhao Changfeng and said, "This must be Mr. Zhao Changfeng, right?" ”

Zhao Changfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Zhao Changfeng, hello Old Zhou!" ”

Zhou Hongchang gently shook Zhao Changfeng's hand and said, "Welcome." ”

When he arrived in the living room, Zhao Changfeng took out his business card and held it in front of Zhou Hongchang with both hands: "Old Zhou, please give me more advice." ”

Zhou Hongchang took it and took a look, oh, glanced at Lin Xinping, and then said to Zhao Changfeng that it was rude and rude, Mr. Zhao was so young, and he was in a high position as a director, which was really rare.

Saying that, Zhou Hongchang also took his business card and handed it to Zhao Changfeng.

Zhao Changfeng took it with both hands, and said with a smile in his mouth: "It's just a false position." How can it be compared to Zhou Lao, who is a nationally renowned cultural relics expert? ”

Zhou Hongchang led Zhao Changfeng to sit down on the oak sofa, while Lin Xinping took the glass familiarly, opened Zhou Hongchang's locker, took out the Longjing before hearing the Ming Dynasty, soaked three cups, first held it for Zhou Hongchang, and then brought it to Zhao Changfeng, and kept the third cup for herself.

Zhao Changfeng looked around, Zhou Hongchang's living room and room were very empty, and the bookshelves were full of all kinds of cultural relics identification books, the distance was too far for Zhao Changfeng to see clearly, and guessed that there must be Zhou Hongchang's own works among them. There are famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and there is a five-foot-long horizontal batch of large characters hanging in the center, which reads "Calm and relax", Zhao Changfeng feels that the handwriting is very familiar, and feels that the name of the North China University of Finance and Economics written by Qigong is exactly the same.

Zhou Hongchang looked at the business card again and asked Zhao Changfeng: "I heard Xinping say that Director Zhao likes porcelain calligraphy and painting very much?" ”

Zhao Changfeng said: "Yes, Chinese traditional culture is broad and profound, and has a long history. Porcelain and calligraphy and painting are representatives of traditional Chinese culture, which can best reflect the charm of traditional Chinese culture, so I like it very much. It's just that although I like it, I don't know how to appreciate it, so I came over to ask Zhou Lao for advice. ”

Zhou Hongchang smiled and said, "Director Zhao is too modest. However, I have written a few books on Chinese porcelain and calligraphy and painting, and if Director Zhao is not too shallow, he can take two and go home when he leaves. ”

Zhao Changfeng hurriedly said, "Old Zhou, thank you so much. Then he said: "Old Zhou, I have read your masterpieces, especially "The Examination of the Official Kilns of the Song Dynasty in China", which is written in detail and precisely, and is really a deafening masterpiece in the Chinese archaeological field. ”

"Oh, how can I be worthy of such praise from Director Zhao?" Zhou Hongchang's mouth was modest, and the smile on his face became thicker. This book "Examination of the Official Kilns of the Song Dynasty in China" is indeed a well-known work in the Chinese archaeological circles, and is regarded as a must-read work for the archaeology of the official kilns of the Song Dynasty by domestic archaeologists. Zhao Changfeng's words really scratched Zhou Hongchang's heart.

Zhao Changfeng said with a smile: "Old Man Zhou is too modest. After reading Zhou Lao's masterpiece, I really benefited a lot, and many things that I didn't understand before suddenly became clear. ”

After a pause, Zhao Changfeng said again: "It's a pity that I have rarely seen real ancient porcelain, so I can't understand many subtleties and subtleties of Zhou Lao's writings. I heard Xinping say that Zhou Lao has some real ancient porcelain here, so he dared to come over and wanted to open his eyes here in Zhou Lao. I think that after seeing the real ancient porcelain, I will have a real understanding of the subtleties and subtleties in Zhou Lao's writings. ”

Zhou Hongchang smiled, stood up and walked to the Bogu shelf, opened the delicate wooden door on the lower floor, took out a solid wood box from the inside, opened the layers of packages inside, and then took out a piece of walnut and pale cyan porcelain from it, held it with both hands, and carefully showed it to Zhao Changfeng: "This porcelain piece is the real ancient porcelain of the Song Dynasty, which I got from my teacher in 83 years." ”

Zhao Changfeng looked at the pale cyan porcelain, and felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, sighed for a long time, and then said: "Old Zhou, this is the famous Ru porcelain known as 'rain over the sky', right?" ”

Zhou Hongchang shook his head and sighed: "This is Jun porcelain, not Ru porcelain." The rain is extremely precious, and there are less than 100 pieces of porcelain in the world. Even a piece of Ru porcelain is hard to find. However, although this piece of Jun porcelain is not as good as Ru porcelain, it is also very rare. ”

Zhao Changfeng asked: "How is the market of Jun porcelain?" ”

Zhou Hongchang said: "Mr. Luo from Yufa Auction House came over to ask me to auction off this piece of Jun porcelain, saying that it could be auctioned for more than 200,000 yuan. It's just that this was left to me by my teacher, so I didn't want to sell it. ”

At this time, Zhao Changfeng glanced at Lin Xinping, and Lin Xinping came over and said, "Changfeng, it's not early, it's time for the teacher to rest." ”

Zhao Changfeng took out an envelope, which contained 3,000 yuan of Xie Yi, and put it on the coffee table next to the sofa: "Old Zhou, I'm really embarrassed to delay you for so long." ”

Zhou Hongchang excused himself and said: "Director Zhao, you are Xinping's friend, Xinping is my student, you are also my junior, how can I accept the money from my juniors?" ”

Zhao Changfeng thought for a while, and said: "Old Zhou, I heard Xinping say that your handwriting is excellent, and it is rare to have the opportunity to visit Old Zhou today, this is regarded as a moisturizing pen, so I will be cheeky and ask Zhou Lao for a pair of ink treasures." ”

Zhou Hongchang accepted the envelope and asked Lin Xinping to take Zhao Changfeng to the creation room, wrote the five big characters "The sea is small in the eyes" with a pen, and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Director Zhao is in a high position at such a young age, and his vision is naturally extraordinary, these five words can barely match Director Zhao's mind." ”

Zhao Changfeng waited for the ink to dry up, carefully folded the book, and thanked him again. Then he and Lin Xinping got up and said goodbye.

Out of the professor's building, Lin Xinping said to Zhao Changfeng: "Zhao Changfeng, you have already met Professor Zhou today. If there is anything else, you can contact Professor Zhou directly at that time. ”

"Thank you, Xinping." Zhao Changfeng wanted to say something, Lin Xinping had already walked in front of him. Out of the back door of Central Plains Normal University, Zhao Changfeng stopped a taxi to send Lin Xinping home, Lin Xinping waved her hand and said to Zhao Changfeng: "It's still early, I'll go back by myself." ”

Then he got into the taxi and said to the driver, "Qingyunli." ”

The driver glanced at Zhao Changfeng in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and started to leave. Zhao Changfeng stared blankly at the taxi that was getting farther and farther away, silently recalling everything about him and Lin Xinping in his heart. He knew that Lin Xinping was like that taxi, drifting away from him and eventually heading for another destination.

(To be continued)