At the same time, Wang Guan was a little puzzled: "Old Zhang, how can you be sure that this work was made later, and not that Zhang Yuchu Heavenly Master invited someone to spin at that time?" ”

"That's because during the Hongwu period in the early Ming Dynasty, the silk craft has declined after the war."

At this time, it was Gao Dequan who spoke, and he carefully looked at the silk portrait in Wang Guan's hand, and slowly explained: "It was not until after Xuande that the silk process returned to the highest level, and it was able to weave such a fine and rich thing." ”

"Of course, not absolutely." Zhang Lao added: "It's just that in the early Ming Dynasty, the silk workshop was government-run and dedicated to serving the palace. With Zhu Yuanzhang's temperament, I am afraid that others will not be allowed to get involved in transgression. ”

"It seems to be." Wang Guan thought about it, and didn't care about these details, anyway, the thing was from the Ming Dynasty, and he said with a smile on his face: "Old Zhang, this thing is good, is it worth 30 million?" ”

"Worth, of course." Zhang Lao nodded vigorously.

Next to him, Zhang Qing whispered: "Could it be an imitation?" ”

Suddenly, Zhang Qing found that Zhang Lao, Gao Dequan, and Wang Guan looked at each other, their eyes were very familiar, full of compassion and regret, as if they were looking at an idiot.

"What did I say wrong?" Zhang Qing was a little uneasy.

"Zhang Qing, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Zhang Lao shook his head and glared, "What do you think is silk?" Think like modern fabrics, you can just produce them by machinery? ”

"Do you know how much manpower, material resources, and financial resources it takes to complete a silk work, how much time, how much effort, and how many steps it takes to complete?"

In an instant, Zhang Qing was stunned by Zhang Lao's series of questions.

"If you don't know anything, just shut up honestly." Zhang Lao snorted and said, "Don't think that an inch of silk is an inch of gold. The reputation of the saint in the weaving is touted. Silk is the essence of Chinese silk handicrafts. Each piece is basically a masterpiece. ”

"A square-sized handkerchief, if it is a silk work, will take at least two or three months. Not to mention a large-scale work like this portrait of a celestial master. It will take at least a year or two to be completed. Zhang Lao sneered: "I'm afraid that only people whose heads have been kicked by a donkey will do such a thankless thing as imitation." ”

"Zhang Daochang, you don't know anything."

Meanwhile. Gao Dequan also said with a smile: "There are very few mediocre products of silk, because it is too difficult to imitate. To counterfeit silk works, the cost and difficulty are much greater than any handicraft. Moreover, the master who has mastered this craft can create his own silk works, and there is no need to imitate anything. ”

"Generally speaking, ancient silk works can be roughly divided into three types. One is the costume of the emperor; the second is Yuzhen, that is, the portrait of the emperor; The third is to copy the calligraphy and painting of celebrities. ”

Zhang Lao pinched his fingers and said, "This portrait of the Heavenly Master is a silk work." Strictly speaking, it should be between the second and third categories. It belongs to the calligraphy and painting of celebrities, and it is also a portrait. But. Due to the complexity of the silk production process. and unique ornamentality, the value of this thing is much higher than the original. Other words. Even if you take Zhang Yuchu's original painting, it can be worth about three million at most, but this silk work is more than 30 million. ”

"That's an exaggeration."

Zhang Qing was speechless, a little incredulous.

"It's not an exaggeration at all."

Zhang Lao shook his head and said: "You can check the auction prices of silk works over the years, and the turnover of each work is more than 10 million, and even more than 100 million is not unusual." Also, you notice, those are modern works. Silk works that have been handed down from ancient times are extremely rare, and most of them are regarded as national treasures by major museums. ”

"Most importantly, this silk work is very meaningful."

At the same time, Wang Guan smiled lightly: "The weaving is the portrait of the ancestor Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, and it has been enshrined for five or six hundred years, and it already has spirituality, which is enough to cope with the fifteenth birthday ceremony of the Heavenly Master in the first month." ”

"Uh......"

Zhang Qing hesitated, somewhat understanding what Wang Guan meant.

"I'll open the skylight and say something."

At this moment, Wang Guan said bluntly with a somewhat impatient tone: "I can give you this silk work, but please don't bother me again in the future." Otherwise, everyone will fall apart. I don't want the red sandalwood gloomy wood beads, but there are so many Taoist sects in China, I may not necessarily have to sell them to you Longhu Mountain......"

Wang Guan is not joking, he hates to be threatened, but in turn he can threaten others. After all, although the gloomy wooden beads of red sandalwood are related to Taoism, how can it be said that they are from Longhu Mountain? Presumably, other famous Daomen and Taoist sects must be very interested in this treasure.

If he is pestered, Wang Guan really doesn't mind letting the bamboo basket of the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain be empty.

"Wang Jushi, I can't be the master of this matter, I need to ask for instructions." Feeling Wang Guan's tough attitude, Zhang Qingfu softened, and after saying hello, he went out to call.

At this time, Wang Guan showed a little apology and apologized softly: "Old Zhang, I'm sorry, I was presumptuous in front of your old man." ”

"What is presumptuous, it should be like this." Zhang Lao said indifferently: "The old man can't bear it, so he has to go this way." You talk about your affairs, I look at my silk paintings, and they have nothing to do with each other. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Lao said with interest: "But then again, Wang Guan, I will come to you often in the future." ”

"Why?" Wang Guan was a little puzzled.

"You've got a lot of good stuff. Li Yanqi's ink, red sandalwood gloomy wooden beads, and Zhang Xianzhong's jade seal donated by Lao Qian, plus this Ming Dynasty silk ancestor Tianshi riding a tiger. ”

To enumerate it, Zhang Lao couldn't help but exclaim: "Some big collectors don't have such valuable treasures in hand, but they have spent decades of hard work and little by little accumulation to get them." Where is like you, after only a few months of hard work, you have treasures that many people can't find in their lifetime. ”

"Is that so? It seems to be the same, I didn't expect my luck to be so good......" Wang Guan laughed, regretting that he was too high-profile, and he had to be more cautious in the future.

"Elder Zhang, don't say it, this kid is a freak."

At the same time, Gao Dequan smiled bitterly: "The painting on the table, he also showed it to me yesterday, but I didn't expect that there was another mystery in the scroll of the ground pole. Thinking of the gloomy wooden beads of red sandalwood is also like this, I have already looked away twice, and it is really not a taste in my heart. ”

"It's not just you, isn't the old man just looking away? The silk picture is so light that who would have thought it would be hidden inside a sealed scroll. Zhang Lao was comforted, and at the same time exclaimed: "Wang Guan, how did you find out?" ”

"Haha, this...... It's pure coincidence. Wang Guan's eagerness came into play again at the critical moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind without thinking: "I am used to it." ”

"How?" Zhang Lao was very curious.

"Actually, that's true." Wang Guan explained: "My Li Yanqi ink was found in the dark layer of the box, and the gloomy wood beads of red sandalwood were obtained from the mouth of the three-legged golden toad, plus the picture-in-picture thing, which made me develop a bad habit. It's that whenever I find something, I always wonder if it is hiding some mystery. ”

"My bad problems came back last night, so I couldn't resist taking out the painting and examining it carefully. When he was knocking and beating, he found that the scroll was hollow, and he was curious, so he cut open the layer of paper that wrapped the scroll and inspected it. And then what happens, you know. ”

Wang Guan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, his expression was very innocent, which made people envious and jealous of this lucky person, but also felt speechless for a while.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Lao smiled bitterly and sighed: "Wang Guan, hearing you say this, I now have the urge to rush home immediately and dismantle all the picture scrolls to inspect them. ”

"Old Zhang, the hero sees the same thing." Gao Dequan nodded again and again, deeply agreed.

"That...... When you dismantle it, can you let me watch from the sidelines? Wang Guan asked abruptly, and it was clear that he was cheap and obedient.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Zhang Lao actually nodded in agreement, and he didn't seem to be joking, and said with a serious expression: "You are welcome to my house as a guest, it just so happens that I also have something to ask you for help." ”

"How can you help?" Wang Guan was stunned.

"It's Mr. Zhu's business."

At this time, Zhang Lao's expression was serious, he looked up at Wang Guan, his bright eyes revealed a bit of sharp light, and he said extremely seriously: "Wang Guan, listen to Ade, you were the first to discover something." ”

"That's right." Wang Guan hesitated and said, "But Uncle De said that it may have slipped through the net twenty years ago, so I can't be sure if it was burned recently." ”

After all, special abilities can distinguish between authenticity and approximate age, and they are generally distinguished by a wide range of units such as fifty to one hundred years, and the difference between one or two years and twenty years cannot be distinguished at all.

"I know it's possible, but I can't ignore it because of it."

Old Zhang looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "You are still young, and you don't know what Mr. Zhu means to people of our age. Anyone who has lived through that period knows that no matter how much attention is paid to it, it is not too much to take it. ”

Gao Dequan asked, "What does that old man mean?" ”

"They don't pay attention, or are unwilling to lift the lid, then I'll do it myself."

Zhang Lao said lightly: "Although I am already old, I still have some influence in the local area, and it should not be a problem to call on some old friends to launch a self-inspection activity." ”

"It would be great if Elder Zhang could come forward to preside over the overall situation." Gao Dequan was overjoyed, and hurriedly echoed: "What do you need us to do, you just command." ”

"You don't need to do anything, you just need people to come." Zhang Lao waved his hand and sighed: "Originally, this kind of thing should have been done by Lao Qian, but now that he is back in Beijing, then I can only bite the bullet." Regardless of whether or not Mr. Zhu Da's counterfeit can be found, I just hope that my colleagues will be vigilant and take this matter seriously. ”