"That's right, please keep your eyes on it."

The middle-aged man hurriedly opened the box, only to see that one was long and one was short, and there were two scrolls inside.

"Xiaoyu, I told you, if you ask me to see the wood, my old man has not lived in vain for decades, and he can identify it with great certainty." Yang Lao shook his head and said: "However, now you let me look at the painting, which is not in line with my major, and there may be errors." ”

"Old Yang, you are humble again."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "There is a saying that is not called touch bypass, everyone said that those collections on TV are horizontally connected, you can see the specific age of ancient furniture, and you will definitely be able to identify the old and new pictures." ”

While speaking, the middle-aged man had already taken out a scroll, untied the tether on it, and prepared to unfold it.

At this moment, Yang Lao stretched out his hand to stop him and asked, "Xiaoyu, tell me the truth, have you seen these two things with others?" ”

"Nope."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and subconsciously shook his head and said, "Just accept it, I'll look for you Yang Lao." ”

"Then I won't look at it, you put your things away, let the others see them first, and then come to me." When Yang Lao heard this, he immediately refused.

"Why?"

Not to mention that the middle-aged people are inexplicable, even Wang Guan and Yu Feibai next to them are also confused.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you understand, I'm doing this for your good."

Yang Lao patiently persuaded: "I am not very proficient in calligraphy and painting, if the identification is wrong, I will make some jokes at most." However, I am afraid that if you have preconceived ideas and cannot listen to the opinions of others, will you not be mistaken. ”

"Old Yang, I ......"

At this time, the middle-aged man was a little moved, but his expression was a little weird.

Wang Guan was beside him, he saw it very clearly, and when his mind moved, he understood. This middle-aged man, I'm afraid he has already seen it with other people, but he is not at ease, so he came to ask Yang Lao to palm his eyes again. However, he just said that he hadn't seen it from others, and now it is naturally difficult to change his words, so he is in a dilemma.

At the same time, Wang Guan also felt that this was a good opportunity, and with a little joy to see the hunt, he said with a smile: "This uncle, can you let us take a look at your things." ”

"You ......"

The middle-aged man turned his head to look, and a hesitant expression suddenly appeared on his face. The main reason is that Wang Guan and Yu Feibai are too young and obviously unconvincing.

"Xiaoyu, don't judge people by their appearance." Seeing this, Yang Lao immediately frowned and said, "This little brother, his eyesight is very smart, but when you didn't arrive just now, people picked up a leak." It only cost 500 yuan to buy an agarwood bracelet. ”

"What? Is it true, Old Yang, don't fool me. ”

The middle-aged man was amazed, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"The stuff is here." Yang Lao stretched out his hand and smiled: "For no reason, what did I lie to you about." ”

Wang Guan was also knowledgeable, handed the agarwood bracelet to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Uncle, since everyone is a Tibetan friend, it is always no problem to communicate with each other." ”

"Absolutely."

People are so generous, they handed over the agarwood bracelet, and the middle-aged man naturally couldn't be so stingy, and he also put the picture scroll in his hand in front of Wang Guan.

However, the middle-aged man was obviously still more worried about his own things, and while absentmindedly playing with the agarwood bracelet, he frequently raised his head and watched Wang Guan's movements.

Wang Guan behaved very professionally, and when he went out to visit the antique market in the morning, he had already prepared white gloves, magnifying glasses and other things. Putting these things on the table now makes middle-aged people feel a little relieved.

"I'll ...... first"

When there is an opportunity to appreciate antiques, Yu Feibai has always been unwilling to be left behind. I saw that he wore white gloves very well, and then carefully took the scroll, laid it on the table, and slowly unfolded it.

After a while, a colorful picture immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Wang Guan looked carefully at the side and found that this picture was viewed horizontally. In the picture, a small cluster of flowers and plants is drawn, and one flower is particularly gorgeous, attracting a fluttering butterfly to fly around. At the same time, in the grass, there is a flower cat crawling, the cat is fat, seemingly lazy crouching, but it has its own unique charm.

In addition to the flowers, plants, cats and butterflies in the picture, there is a long inscription in the blank space above. The long text of the inscription is in traditional Chinese characters, written in lines, and the font is chic and elegant, which looks quite extraordinary.

Yu Feibai watched for a moment, and simply recited: "This picture of a cat dancing with butterflies in this play is also ...... painted by Mrs. Zhang of Neijiang Zeng's Youzhen."

"What, is Zeng Youzhen's old picture?"

Hearing this, Yang Lao couldn't sit still, quickly stood up, and came closer to watch.

"Elder Yang, what kind of person is this Zeng Youzhen?" Wang Guan said curiously, on the picture, the long inscription, dense and large, he was not interested in identifying them one by one, so he simply asked directly.

"Madame is good at mastery, and in her later years, she used her skills to teach her philosophers and heirs, and she was good at ......."

Yang Lao didn't sell it, pointed to a passage on the inscription, and after reading it, he said with a smile: "Don't tell me, you don't know Daqian." ”

"Zhang Daqian!"

Wang Guan and Yu Feibai exclaimed at the same time.

This name, in the modern art world, is definitely like thunder. Basically, as long as you have some understanding of Chinese painting, you will definitely not be able to avoid this famous painter.

"That's right."

At this time, the middle-aged man said a little proudly: "Zeng Youzhen is Zhang Shanzi and Zhang Daqian's mother." The inscription on the picture is written by Mr. Fu Zengxiang, the old Hanlin in Shuzhong and the famous Tibetan painter Mr. Fu Zengxiang, with a signature and a seal as evidence. ”

"The year is in Guihai, in September, Jiang An, Fu Zengxiang is acquainted in the Changchun Room of the Tibetan Garden."

The eyes of Wang Guan and others fell on the last paragraph of the inscription, and they did see this Mr. Fu's seal. At the same time, the long inscription also shows that this Mr. Fu is Zeng Youzhen's husband, that is, a friend of Zhang Daqian's father.

If, judging from these contents, this picture should be drawn by Zhang Daqian's mother, Zeng Youzhen.

It's a pity that in this world, there is something called a fake. In particular, the paintings of celebrities are the most imitated. Back then, Zhang Daqian was famous for imitating the painting of Shi Tao, one of the four monks in the early Qing Dynasty.

Although Zeng Youzhen's name is not loud in the painting world, she is Zhang Daqian's mother, with this aura. When her paintings are born, their value will inevitably double,

Therefore, it is inevitable that some people will not succeed in imitating Zhang Daqian's paintings, so they will simply find another way to exploit this loophole.

After all, Zhang Daqian is so famous, and the experts who identify calligraphy and painting must have studied his calligraphy and painting thoroughly, and ordinary fakes can be identified casually. However, Zeng Youzhen is different, her paintings have been handed down very little, and experts do not know much about them

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