"Old Yang, what's wrong."

Wang Guan was stunned, not understanding what Yang Lao was doing with himself.

"Go find someone and uncover the painting." Yang Laoxing said: "I know a master of calligraphy and painting restoration, his craftsmanship is exquisite, and he can definitely remove a layer of concealment from this painting intact." ”

"That's right."

At this time, Yu Feibai didn't care about the question just now, and hurriedly nodded: "I also want to see what the true works of Wen Tong, a generation of bamboo painting masters, look like." ”

"Then trouble Elder Yang to lead the way."

When Wang Guan heard the sound, he also pushed the boat down the river and agreed.

Since the middle-aged man had already paid the bill, the three of them went directly to the teahouse, and after hailing a taxi next to the street, they went directly to the address mentioned in Yang Lao's chapter 110 three-point drawing and seven-point frame.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of an ordinary house in a small neighborhood.

After paying and getting off the bus, Wang Guan looked left and right, and found that this community has planted a lot of flowers and trees, and it is far away from the lively commercial streets, but it looks a little quiet and elegant.

Especially the house in front of me, which is a bit like the layout of a courtyard house. In the front yard, a bamboo shed was erected, and many creepers were wrapped around the fence. The green rattan silk leaves, fluttering in the wind, are very verdant and eye-catching.

"Ding-dong......"

Yang Lao rang the doorbell casually.

After a while, in the courtyard of the house, a young woman who looked like a nanny came out, saw Yang Lao, and immediately smiled: "Old Man Yang, you are here." ”

Elder Yang nodded and asked casually, "Brother Huang is not here?" ”

"Yes." The nanny smiled: "However, just now someone from some company came to the door, and the old man annoyed him, under the pretext of being busy, and now he is hiding in the studio to read." ”

"Hehe, Brother Huang's temper is good, if it's me, it's really annoying, and I can drive people away." Yang Lao smiled and said: "Go, tell Brother Huang that I am here and brought something good." "Chapter 110 is drawn in three points and framed in seven

"Yes." The nanny smiled and nodded, and turned to go back into the house.

It can be seen that Yang Lao is very familiar with this place, and he doesn't need to be taken by anyone, but treats it as his own home, leading Wang Xian and Yu Feibai through the passage and into the living room generously.

At the same time, in the living room, there was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, sitting quietly on the sofa, bored flipping through a magazine, seeing Yang Lao coming in, he quickly looked up in surprise and got up to greet him.

"Elder Yang, come to see Elder Huang." The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic.

However, Yang Lao didn't seem to know this person, or didn't want to deal with him, so he just nodded perfunctorily and said indifferently: "I have something to do with Brother Huang." "The implication is that you are an idle person who has nothing to do, so let's go quickly.

However, I don't know if the middle-aged man is thick-skinned or didn't understand, so he continued to smile and said, "Old Yang, sit down." Huang Lao is busy, but he will definitely be very happy to know that you are here. ”

Although it is said that it will drive people away, but when he really encounters this kind of dead-faced person, Yang Lao is really helpless. Coupled with the other party's respectful attitude and a lovely smile, it is indeed difficult to speak ill of each other.

After all, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

Besides, middle-aged people are annoying, but not to the point of being unbearable.

In two or three minutes, Wang Guan could feel that this middle-aged man was humorous, well-informed, and had a kind of affinity, which could arouse people's interest in chatting with him.

It's no wonder that Mr. Huang, although he thinks this middle-aged man is annoying, at most he is just hiding, and he is really embarrassed to blow the other party away.

Wang Guan thinks that with such strong communication skills, most of them are the liaison department manager of the company.

"Brother Yang, what kind of wind blew you here?"

At this moment, an old man with silver hair and white hair slowly walked down on the second floor.

Wang Guan noticed that although the old man walked slowly, his pace was very steady, and his eyes were bright, and from time to time he was like a young man.

"Brother Huang." Yang Lao hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

The two old men sat down in the hall, and the nanny came in with a few more teacups, placed them in front of the people's tables, and then retreated.

"Brother Yang, what kind of treasure have you picked up, let me see it." Huang Lao smiled, and after taking a sip of tea, he looked very curious.

"Little brother, take out the things and let Brother Huang open his eyes too." Yang Lao smiled: "However, the ugly words are ahead, after the elder brother has seen it, I am afraid that I will bother you to show your unique skills." ”

"Oh, then I'd like to take a closer look, what kind of treasure it is." Huang Lao smiled, and didn't care much.

"An ancient painting, please appreciate it by Huang Lao."

At the same time, Wang Guan picked up the scroll and handed it over with both hands.

"Good ......"

Huang Lao nodded, and put on white gloves very carefully, before taking the scroll. Untied the rope and spread the scroll to both sides, but before the scroll was halfway opened, Huang Lao was surprised: "This, it seems to be a Song-style outfit." ”

Wang Guan didn't understand it very well, but he could also hear that this should be a method of framing calligraphy and painting.

It was Yang Lao, who didn't understand, so he asked: "Brother Huang, what's going on with this Song-style outfit?" ”

"The technique of framing calligraphy and painting in China began to exist very early, and in the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, this form of scroll appeared. In the Song Dynasty, due to the unprecedented prosperity of calligraphy and painting, many technical techniques of mounting appeared. ”

Huang Lao smiled and explained: "Among them, in the Song Dynasty, the most famous is probably the Xuanhe outfit, which has strict sizes and specifications. However, it is also one of the most complex styles. ”

"This kind of expertise, brother, you just need to know it in your heart."

Yang Lao was half-understood, and said with a smile: "Framing is just an auxiliary, you look at the painting first." ”

"Who said that framing is only auxiliary, as the saying goes, three points are painted and seven points are framed. Without the protection of mounting, those ancient paintings that have been handed down to this day would have long since been dilapidated to the point of not being able to look good. Huang Lao retorted.

"Brother, I was wrong, let's not argue about this, look at the painting and look at the painting." Yang Lao hurriedly said, he almost forgot that Huang Lao, as a master of framing craft, how could he tolerate others underestimating this craft.

Seeing that Yang Lao was soft, Huang Lao nodded with satisfaction and continued to watch the picture scroll.

After looking at it for a moment, Gong Lao gently bowed his head and said, "Well, it's a Song-style outfit." It's just that it's an imitation Song style. For the real Song-style outfit, the mounting material should be silk silk, and this one is rice paper. Looking at the craftsmanship, it should be the technique of our southern school in the Ming and Qing dynasties. ”

"Brother Huang, you study the craft slowly, mainly to look at the paintings." Yang Lao couldn't cry or laugh.

However, Wang Guan next to him was very surprised. He watched with a special ability, except for the heart of the ink bamboo drawing, which was a purple treasure light. The outer layer, the edges of the mounting, is a pale yellow glow.

It can be seen that the authentic handwriting of Wentong's ink and bamboo drawings should have been framed in the Ming Dynasty and a layer of camouflage was applied on top of the real picture in order to hide people's eyes and ears. However, Huang Lao has no special ability, but he can deduce the general facts from the framing technique, which is indeed admirable.

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