"Listen to me."

Being interrupted by Zhao Qian, Zhuang Lao was a little displeased, shook his head and said, "It's not a problem with painting, it's framing." ”

"It's okay to draw."

Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and said a little strangely: "Old Zhuang, didn't I tell you." This ink bamboo drawing is a picture-in-picture, and someone is asked to uncover the outer layer and reframe it. ”

"That's why we find it weird." Zhuang Lao frowned and said: "We have seen it, the framing outside, whether it is the craftsmanship or the material, is clearly something from the Song Dynasty." And it doesn't look like it's been reframed. ”

"Hehe, then because Huang Lao's skills are superb."

At this time, Wang Guan understood what was going on, and hurriedly explained: "Huang Lao said that he is framing the old with the old. I found the mounting material of the incomplete ancient paintings of the Song Dynasty, and the 175th chapter came to be carefully cut, pieced together, and framed on the ink and bamboo map. As long as the picture is not revealed, it is difficult for ordinary people to see the mystery. ”

"Frame the old with the old." Zhuang Lao's eyes lit up, and he was surprised: "I didn't expect that there are such masters among the people." Where he lives, find a time, I'm going to pay a visit. ”

"If you want to talk about Huang Lao." The problem was solved, Zhao Qian was completely relieved, and said with a smile: "That is a very famous framing master in the Shudu circle, who was once invited to the Forbidden City to restore some ancient paintings and books, maybe you also know Zhuang Lao." ”

"That's going to be a meeting."

Zhuang Lao bowed his head and said again: "This is a genuine handiwork, there is no problem, it can be sealed and stored in the warehouse." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Qian nodded hurriedly and took out the prepared form materials. Let Zhuang Lao and others stamp and sign. Then, Zhao Qian took out one of the pages of the copy document, asked Wang Guan to sign it, left one side as the bottom, and handed the other side to Wang Guan, which was considered to be the handover. After that, the ink bamboo diagram is sealed. Sent to the vault...... and other cumbersome procedures, which are Zhao Qian's internal affairs.

At this point, the handover slip is taken. Wang Guan and Yu Feibai left Zhengyaxuan.

In the next half a day, the two went to visit Lei Yunzhang again, and Chapter 175 came to his shop to watch antiques. Exchange and learning. One day passed like this, but the two felt that they had gained a lot.

The next day, from eight o'clock in the morning to seven o'clock in the evening, the whole day, the two of them spent time in the Xianqiao antique market.

Not only Yu Feibai, but also Wang Guan were all riveted and wanted to pick up a few big leaks. Pity. The good fortune of both of them seems to be running out. There are a lot of good things found, but the price is not cheap. As for other bits and pieces, although the stall owner doesn't know the goods, he doesn't make any money, and the two don't look down on it at all.

So. The two can be said to have come in high spirits and returned in defeat.

The third day, December 21, was the day the auction was held. The legendary end of the world, the sky did not fall, the earth did not fall into it. The sea did not flow backwards, which somewhat disappointed some people.

Regardless, the sun is still rising, which is also something to be happy about. Early that morning, Wang Guan, as usual, got up at eight o'clock, had breakfast, and dressed neatly before driving slowly towards Zheng Yaxuan.

Generally speaking, large-scale auctions divide the auctioned things into several categories and hold several auctions. From start to finish, it lasts at least a few days.

However, no matter how strong Zhengyaxuan's economic strength is, relatively speaking, the background is still a few points worse. Therefore, it is only planned to hold an auction, which is divided into two units: morning and afternoon. However, in this auction, all the auctions are high-quality products.

After more than half a month of publicity, there are not a few people who are interested in this auction. Anyway, when Wang Guan came to Zhengyaxuan, he immediately saw more than a dozen luxury cars parked in the garage.

You know, the auction was held at 10 o'clock in the morning, and now it's only about 9 o'clock, and someone is there. It can be seen that this auction, even if it will not be lively, will definitely not be deserted.

Of course, Wang Guan must have hoped that the more people who participated in the auction, the better, so that the ink bamboo picture could be auctioned at a high price. He planned to take the money and go home for a fat year.

"Mr. Wang is here, please come inside."

Zhao Qian attached great importance to this matter and arranged for more than a dozen burly young men to inspect the auction venue. At the same time, he personally went out and took a few beautiful girls to welcome guests at the gate of Zhengyaxuan.

Seeing Wang Guan coming, Zhao Qian smiled and walked up quickly to greet him, and said slightly apologetically while leading his hand: "Mr. Wang, I still have to receive guests here, so I can't talk more with you." ”

"It's fine." Wang Guan smiled: "When Feibai comes, just tell him that I will wait for him inside." ”

Zhao Qian nodded hurriedly and sent Wang Guan into the VIP seat of the auction hall on the first floor, then turned around and went out to continue to receive visitors.

At the same time, Wang Guan sat in the VIP seat, looking left and right. I found that this auction hall is not very large, there are only about 100 places, which is considered a medium-sized auction.

It's just that there are only a dozen people sitting on the seat now, and it looks relatively empty. There are not many people who come, but the staff in the auction hall are very attentive. Wang Guancai sat down, and a staff member came up to pour tea and water, and also distributed a delicate booklet and an instrument for quotation.

The instrument is a bit like a calculator, and if you enter a number on a button, it should be displayed on the screen of the host desk. As for the delicate booklet, it is the item that will be auctioned at today's auction.

Wang Guan picked up the booklet, turned the last page directly, and saw Wen Tong's photo of ink and bamboo. Next to the photo, there is also a simple text description. It introduces the life and deeds of Wen Tong, as well as the historical status of the Huzhou Bamboo School, and the scarcity of Wen Tong's ink and bamboo paintings.

Finally, Wang Guan also saw that next to the original photo of Wentong Mozhutu, there was also a fake photo that was originally attached to the original picture. Two picture photos, one true and one false, are lined up side by side, with a big sign in the middle.

In addition, there are no instructions. People who don't know the inside story must feel confused when they read it.

However, Wang Guan vaguely understood that Zheng Yaxuan did not disclose the picture-in-picture, and probably wanted to announce it at the auction, so as to better stimulate everyone's enthusiasm and mobilize the atmosphere of bidding.

This is a very good selling point, and it is also in line with Wang Guan's interests, and of course he can't have any objections. After that, Wang Guan opened the booklet again, only to see that there was another finale item, but it was Zhang Daqian's landscape painting.

When the king saw it, he was not surprised.

After all, Zhang Daqian's popularity and influence in Shu far surpass that of Wen Tong. If not, the size of this landscape painting is not very large, and it is Zhang Daqian's early work, I am afraid that it will overwhelm Wen Tongmo and bamboo drawings and become the last big axis. And not now, the penultimate finale.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, Yu Feibai's voice came.

"You're here too." Wang Guan raised his head and said with a smile: "The promotional brochure of the auction, see if there are any good things, if you think it is good, I will also participate in the auction later." ”

"This auction is a boutique route, and there should be a lot of good things." Yu Feibai walked over, sat on the chair next to Wang Guan, and said with interest: "Then what do you like?" ”

"Still watching." Wang Guan said, and flipped through a few more pages.

After roughly browsing a few pages, Wang Guan frowned slightly and said: "It seems that most of the items auctioned are calligraphy and paintings. ”

"Calligraphy, painting, porcelain, a wide audience, easier to shoot." Yu Feibai said: "Other miscellaneous items, unless you meet someone you like, are easy to lose." ”

"That's right."

Wang Guan felt reasonable, flipped through the album page by page, and found that it was really for Yu Fei. In the whole album, dozens of lots, 40% are famous paintings and calligraphy, 30% are porcelain, and 20% are jade ornaments, and only 10% are miscellaneous items.

However, although these things are good, they did not make Wang Guan feel excited, and he had the idea of taking pictures and collecting them. Even Yu Feibai next to him was bored.

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan was a little surprised and said: "The lot is okay, but there is nothing you can look at?" ”

"Aren't you the same?"

Yu Feibai shook his head and said: "These things are good, but at the auction, they give me a feeling of deliberate arrangement, I can't find the joy of bargaining, and I don't have a sense of achievement." ”

"Spending a lot of money, defeating the crowd, and taking the lead, I don't have a sense of accomplishment." Wang Guan said with a smile.

"That's the get-rich-no-brainer."

At this time, Yu Feibai said in a disdainful tone, and whispered: "Look at it yourself, how many of these people who are here now really understand antiques?" To put it bluntly, participating in the auction is not for the sake of vassal elegance, but also for investment appreciation. ”

"There's no way." Wang agreed, but also said very fairly: "These people are the main force of art collection, without them, the market would not be vibrant." ”

"That is, without them, those who forged fakes should also go and drink the northwest wind." Yu Feibai said, still a little sarcastic.

"Don't be afraid, isn't there still you." Wang Guan said, his eyes full of smiles.

"It's so decent, what are you doing on me."

Yu Feibai was stunned, and immediately reacted, and said a little ashamedly: "Besides, the matter of buying fakes in my eyes is already two or three years ago. Now, when do you see when I'm going to walk again......"

"Don't overdo it, beware of capsizing." Wang Guan chuckled.

"Cut, I'm driving an aircraft carrier now, and I definitely can't turn it over." Yu Feibai is very confident.

"Huh!"

Originally, Wang Guan was about to make a joke, but he inadvertently looked up, but saw a familiar figure.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Feibai was puzzled, looked over, and said with some surprise: "Fang Mingsheng, why is he here." ”

After looking at it carefully, Wang Guan frowned and said, "Not only Fang Mingsheng, but also Ren Lao's apprentice, Ding Yang, a talented student of the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, how did the two of them get together?" ”

"Who knows."

Yu Feibai was also very puzzled, groaned, and guessed: "Could it be, he hasn't given up on the gloomy wooden beads of red sandalwood, and he knows that you came to Shudu, and he also came with him." ”

"Not really." Wang Guan was surprised: "Maybe it's just to participate in the auction." (To be continued) RQ!!