Chapter Seventy-One: Private Collections

The loud noise alarmed the entire house, who thought they had encountered an earthquake and rushed out of the building in droves in search of a safe place to evacuate. One of them, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, ran out of the living room out of breath under the protection of five bodyguards, but his expression was quite calm.

The middle-aged man who accompanied Zhang Jun heard the news from the earphones, his face changed, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, where did the earthquake come from?" Don't panic, protect the owner! ”

After speaking, he didn't have time to greet Zhang Jun and the others, so he hurriedly returned, leaving Professor Guo and the three of them looking at each other, and then shot his gaze at Zhang Jun with a brush.

At this time, Zhang Jun saw the desired result, so he stopped the tamping machine and beckoned Liu Ziguang and the others to go back. Liu Ziguang and Liu Ling both showed different colors, and muttered in their hearts, could it be that the movement just now was related to Zhang Jun?

Professor Guo was also surprised in his heart, and as he walked back, he thought for a long time before asking, "Resonance?"

Zhang Junxin said that he was worthy of being a university professor and had a wide range of knowledge, so he smiled and nodded.

Professor Guo was even more puzzled in his heart, and said in his heart: "How does he know the natural frequency of the building, is it a coincidence?"

When a few people walked to the front of the small building, the middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears was staring at the door with a gloomy face. Liu Ziguang laughed, walked two steps quickly, and said, "Heavenly, if it weren't for the earthquake just now, wouldn't you still be willing to come out to see me?"

When Yang Tiansheng turned his face, he had already put on a seemingly sincere smile, went up and held Liu Ziguang's hand tightly, and said, "Oh Ziguang, when did you come over?" Why don't you notify me? No matter how busy things are, I'm going to come out to see you as soon as possible. ”

Liu Ziguang had actually informed Yang Tiansheng a long time ago, but he didn't mention it at this time, just smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, your own family doesn't have to be polite."

Yang Tiansheng said yes again and again, and then turned his face and angrily scolded the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper: "Iron butler, what did you do, Ziguang didn't know how to sue me when he came?"

The iron butler immediately lowered his head and said in a sincere fear: "The master was entangled in official business at that time, so I took it upon myself not to bother, and asked the master to punish him."

"Alright, alright." Liu Ziguang said, "I said it's okay, don't be embarrassed by the iron housekeeper." ”

Yang Tiansheng reprimanded a few more words, then turned his eyes to Professor Guo and Zhang Jun, and said with a smile: "Ziguang, who are these two you brought?"

"Oh, they are Mr. Zhang and Professor Guo, both professionals in the auction company. This time, I came with me to verify whether "A Thousand Rivers, Thousands of Mountains" is genuine, and to start preparing for the auction. Liu Ziguang said.

Yang Tiansheng's eyes flashed with an imperceptible coldness, and then he laughed "haha", and said to Liu Ziguang: "Ziguang, after so many years, you still don't believe in people, are you afraid that I will wrap up your paintings?"

"Born you are laughing, how could I not believe you? They were from the auction company, knocking and coming with me to look at things. After seeing it, they will take the painting directly to the auction for auction. Liu Ziguang explained with a smile.

Yang Tiansheng didn't dwell on this matter, he laughed "hehe" and said, "Ziguang, just say no on the phone." I'll send someone to send the painting over, so you don't have to make this trip yourself. ”

The two of them had a smile on their faces when they spoke, which made Zhang Jun think of the idiom "honey-bellied sword", and his understanding of Liu Ziguang deepened.

Without saying a few words, Yang Tiansheng invited Liu Ziguang to another living room. After the two sides sat down, he had the painting taken out. This is a picture scroll 30 feet long, more than 3 feet wide, with heavy mountains and surging rivers, as if there is a magnificent breath blowing in the face.

Even if Zhang Jun has not seen Mr. Wu's works, he can conclude that this painting is genuine. Professor Guo stepped forward to watch for a long time, nodded again and again, and said, "This painting is right, and only Wu Lao has such a profound foundation and unique ink splashing technique."

Liu Ziguang saw that the thing was real, and the smile on his face became more, and said: "Naturally, I have been short of money recently, so I have no choice but to auction this painting and exchange it for some pocket money."

Yang Tiansheng smiled and said, "Ziguang, didn't you tell me earlier with money?" If you say a word, three or five hundred million is not a problem. ”

"Oh, you were born a businessman, and you have more money than me, how can I bear to trouble you?" Liu Ziguang said very sincerely.

After saying a few useless nonsense, Yang Tiansheng suddenly said to Zhang Jun and Professor Guo: "Since the two of you are experts in the auction house, you must have excellent eyesight. I have collected a lot of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign calligraphy and paintings, and I would like to invite you two to give you the palm of your eyes?"

Professor Guo glanced at Zhang Jun, who said lightly: "Yes, this is also an opportunity for us to have a long experience, thank you Mr. Yang."

Yang Tiansheng personally led the way in front and invited a few people to his collection. The security measures of the collection are always tight, and the outside is a high-tech protective wall and combination lock. There is an infrared fence in the middle, and once triggered, the intruder is simply closed and an alarm is sounded. The last layer is the artificial defense, where ten tall and strong men are guarded in 24-hour shifts.

Finally entering the treasure hall, Zhang Jun found that its area was four or five hundred square meters, divided into several districts, some placed porcelain, some placed jade, some placed bronze and so on.

As soon as he entered the collection, Zhang Jun's perspective ability keenly captured many ancient and modern breaths, allowing him to surround himself with many cultural backgrounds and historical atmospheres.

Professor Guo's eyes widened and he kept exclaiming.

"This is Brother kiln porcelain, made of zuò so exquisite, rare!"

"Huh? There is actually a painting of Tang Bohu! ”

Liu Ziguang's father and daughter were also secretly frightened, thinking that if the things in this hall were sold, they would be worth tens of billions, to say the least, right?

Zhang Jun walked quickly, and as far as his eyes could see, he could immediately judge whether something was real or fake. His intuitive judgment is only accessible to those antiques in their later years, but it is only a surface, far less subtle and magical than his.

In about half an hour, he had already walked through the entire collection and found that 50% of the things in it were real, and the rest were high-quality imitations, which were easy to eye-catching.

On the other side, Professor Guo and the others didn't even see a tenth, and they were still savoring it and pondering it slowly.

Yang Tiansheng saw that Zhang Jun was walking so fast, and he was just Professor Guo's follower, a layman, so he walked over and smiled: "This brother, what do you think of my things?"

Zhang Jun was observing a bronze Guanyin, and he was fascinated by it, and replied casually: "It's not bad, half of it is true."

Yang Tiansheng couldn't hide his surprise and shouted, "What did you say?"

He has been a collector all his life, not only with his own unique eye, but also with many real connoisseurs who have already invited many real connoisseurs to see these things, and thinks that the genuine ones can account for about half of them. He was actually very satisfied with the result.

You must know that today's collecting world is too impetuous, and for collectors, it is good to have a few genuine items in a hundred collections. I don't know how many wronged people have spent countless money to buy a room of imitations.

Zhang Jun ignored his reaction, and looked at the Guanyin statue thoughtfully. This statue of Guanyin is dressed in heavenly clothes, stepping on lotus leaves, and crossing his hands, which has a special rhyme.

Under the perspective, he could see that behind the bronze statue of Guanyin, there was a faint golden light, and it was this circle of golden light that attracted him. In shock, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from his left eye, hitting the circle of golden light.

Suddenly, the faint golden circle of light suddenly merged into the golden light, and then returned to his left eye. Suddenly, a comfortable warmth filled his body, and he let out a long sigh.

Seeing that Zhang Jun was distracted, Yang Tiansheng coughed and said, "This is the only two phases of Guanyin's thirty-three phases, what do you see?"

Zhang Jun came back to his senses and said in his heart: "The golden light behind the Guanyin statue seems to have been absorbed by the left eye, what's going on?"

In a flash, he turned to Yang Tiansheng and said, "It turns out to be the second Guanyin."

Yang Tiansheng hurriedly said: "You just said that only half of the things I have here are true?"

Zhang Jun then remembered that he had just replied casually, thinking that if I said that I could see it, you would not believe it. He said, "I randomly sampled and inspected more than a dozen things, and found that half of them were true, so I deduced that half of Mr. Yang's things were true."

Hearing this, Yang Tiansheng had to re-examine Zhang Jun, thinking that although this person was young, his eyesight was indeed accurate, he smiled "haha" and said, "Is it?" It seems that my eyesight is still not good, and I actually accepted half of the fakes. ”

Zhang Jundao: "This is already very remarkable."

It took more than an hour to visit the museum, and after coming out, Yang Tiansheng wanted to leave a few people for dinner, but Liu Ziguang resigned, saying that he still had important things to do and would not bother anymore. Before leaving, Yang Tiansheng left Zhang Jun's phone number and said that he would be closer in the future.

Zhang Jun could see that this Yang Tiansheng regarded him as a master, and there must be something to borrow in the future, and he did not refuse. Because in the other party's private collection, there are a few good things that are high imitations on the surface, but in fact they are genuine, and he is ready to get them.

Today's timing is not right, if he opens his mouth rashly, it will definitely attract Yang Tiansheng's attention, so he can only endure it and slowly look for opportunities in the future. He secretly estimated that those things were no worse than the copper incense burner of Xuande for three years.

Leaving Yang Tiansheng's courtyard, Liu Ziguang said: "If I hadn't brought you over today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get the real painting."

Zhang Jundao: "Oh? How so?"

Liu Ziguang sneered: "Among the people who ran out of the house just now, I saw two old acquaintances. These two people are both famous contemporary calligraphers and painters, and they are also masters of imitating ancient calligraphy and painting. The two of them don't come early or late, but when this time comes, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Professor Guo nodded: "I also had a relationship with those two people, but I don't dare to confirm it, but I am 100% sure of what you say."

Zhang Jun shook his head: "This Yang Tiansheng, if he really has no moral bottom line, he can do this kind of thing."

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