Chapter 240 of the main text volume has eyes but no beads

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Hearing Tang Dou say that this painting turned out to be the work of Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan, Zhou Lao raised his eyebrows, walked to Tang Dou with his footsteps, stretched out his hand to take the painting, first looked at the two axes of heaven and earth of the scroll and the material of the mounting, and was already seventy or eighty percent sure that this painting was indeed an old object handed down from the Ming Dynasty.

"The work of Zhushu and Tang paintings, this is a rare treasure." Qin Yanpei smiled and put away the copy of the four-legged square tripod inscription in his hand, and also stood up, showing a look of interest.

Hearing that the calligraphy and painting Tang Dou got back turned out to be such a fine product, Yang was even more unhappy at a glance, and he hated his impulse back then, but this anger was blamed on Tang Dou's head.

Since I met this stinky boy, the good objects in the hands of this stinky boy seem to be endless, basically they are the peerless boutiques that I didn't have the opportunity to see back then, but unfortunately in the face of so many treasures, I can't see them with my own eyes.

Sometimes, Yang Yiyan even thought that Tang Dou, a stinky boy, was specially sent by God to punish him.

"Well, yes, it's the real works of Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan."

More than 20 minutes later, Zhou Lao and Qin Yanpei gave a conclusion on this painting at the same time, with the conclusion of these two elders, the authenticity of this painting can be said to be final, and I am afraid that no one dares to question it in the antique industry.

Tang Dou took out one painting after another and handed it to Zhou Lao and Qin Yanpei for tasting, the second elder shook his head and shook his head, and was very happy to see it, for some slightly rough Ming and Qing Dynasty unknown literati and ink writers of the Mobao simply looked at it casually and discarded it, these works are worth tens of thousands of yuan on the market, and they can't enter the eyes of the second elder at all.

Not only can't he get into the eyes of the second elder, these calligraphy and paintings that Tang Dou grabbed casually from the Republic of China period were simply used to make up for the numbers, and even he couldn't look down on himself.

At this time, Yang Deng walked in with a tray, on which were two steaming side dishes, a meat and a vegetarian, as well as a bottle of beer and a bowl of rice, which she had just prepared for Tang Dou.

Yang Deng put the food on the coffee table on the side, walked to Tang Dou's side and said softly: "You eat first, I'll help my grandfather and them." ”

Tang Dou snorted. didn't go to the side to eat immediately, but stared nervously at the second elder who was tasting the calligraphy and painting spread out on the table.

Yang Deng stretched out his hand and gently pushed Tang Dou, Tang Dou came back to his senses, and walked to the side and sat down with a smile. picked up the rice bowl and picked up the rice grains in his mouth, but his eyes never left the second elder for a moment, and he kept observing the expression on the second elder's face.

After a while, Qin Yanpei first put down the magnifying glass, and said with a smile: "This calligraphy and painting is made by Kou Shen, who served as the prefect of Suzhou in the sixth year of Tomorrow Qi and the prefect of Guangping in the first year of Chongzhen. Kou Shen returned home after Chongzhen's eighth year. He has successively written six volumes of "Four Books and Opinions", twelve volumes of "Historical Collections of Past Dynasties", eight volumes of "Mountain Diary", and "Tongguan County Chronicles". This person is an upright official and has a high reputation, which is admirable, but his calligraphy and painting are really flattering. ”

Zhou Lao smiled and rolled up the painting scroll and put it on the pile of scrolls that he had already seen, and said with a smile: "There are not many brushes and inks handed down by Kou Shen, although this calligraphy and painting is lackluster, but it also has some collection value. ”

Hearing the evaluation of the second elder, Tang Dou secretly sighed in his heart, put down his rice bowl, raised the beer bottle, and drank two sips.

It seems that I don't want to say more. Let's wait until we finish eating to find a stubble.

Yang Deng took out a scroll from the box and handed it to the second elder.

Yang Yanyan, who was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, stretched out his hand to touch the scrolls that the two elders had evaluated, and his face was indescribably depressed.

The two elders knew that Yang Yanyan's temper was not very good, especially at the moment when he was appreciating calligraphy and painting, and no one deliberately stimulated him, so as not to provoke this old guy to suddenly become angry.

The second elder looked at a few more scrolls, and the box was almost empty.

At this time, Tang Dou also finished his dinner, he wiped his mouth with a tissue, stood up comfortably and came to the second elder's side, thinking about how to guide the second elder to divert his attention.

At this moment, Yang, who had not been paying attention all along, suddenly sighed. Holding a scroll, he stood up and shouted, "Stinky boy, come over to Lao Tzu." ”

Tang Dou raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly approached Yang Yiyan: "Dad." What's the matter with you. ”

"Hang this scroll for me." Yang glanced at the scroll in his hand and directly handed it to Tang Dou.

As soon as Tang Dou saw the style of the scroll, he couldn't help jumping wildly, answered, and immediately took the scroll in Yang Yiyan's hand with both hands, walked quickly to the wall and hung the scroll on the nail on the wall, turned around and helped Yang Yiyan to walk to the painting.

Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao looked sideways. Seeing that the calligraphy and painting that had just been hung up by Tang Dou was the calligraphy and painting of Kou Shen that they had just tasted, they couldn't help frowning slightly, leaving the painting they were admiring, and standing in front of the calligraphy and painting behind Yang Yiyan.

Yang picked up the axis of the calligraphy and painting at a glance, stretched out his hand and slowly groped along the edge of the calligraphy and painting, from bottom to top, and from top to bottom, carefully groping the whole painting, and even put his nose in front of the painting and sniffed it carefully.

Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao don't know why, could it be that Yang knows what is on the calligraphy and painting with a touch of his hand?

Yang suddenly laughed, he turned around, and said to the second elder standing behind him with a triumphant and stinky face: "You two old guys with no eyes, take a closer look at how this calligraphy and painting is different from other calligraphy and paintings?" ”

I went, and the complacent Yang Yan even scolded his father-in-law and son-in-law, and the most surprising thing was that Qin Yanpei didn't have some anger on his face, and he went directly around Yang Yanyan and came to Kou Shen's calligraphy and painting with a magnifying glass in his hand.

Zhou Lao raised his eyebrows, took a magnifying glass with a higher magnification, and leaned over.

Both of them knew very well in their hearts that Yang Yiyan was by no means the kind of person who had no purpose, since he suddenly said such a sentence, it meant that Kou Shen's calligraphy and painting must be different, but the two of them did not see it.

The two elders both invariably skipped the content of the calligraphy and painting that should have attracted the most attention, and those things that everyone could see were exactly what Yang could not see at a glance, since he pointed out that this calligraphy and painting was different, then the difference must be in other places.

The second elder looked at it from the heavenly axis to the earth's axis, from the framed to the paper, just like Yang Yiyan.

Yang walked to the table of the Eight Immortals with a smile, Tang Dou reached out and supported him with a wicked smile, and whispered in the ear of his father-in-law Lao Tzu with a very bad smile: "Old man, you seem to have scolded your grandfather just now." ”

No, such an exciting thing, if you don't let the old man have an excuse to slap him on the head, this excitement can't be vented.

Yang glanced at it for a moment, and sure enough, he raised his hand and slapped Tang Dou's head loudly with lightning speed, and scolded in a low voice: "Nonsense, stinky boy, when did I scold your grandfather, you must have heard it wrong." ”

Yang Deng pursed his lips on the side and cast a very disdainful glance at his father.

Qin Jie, who was walking in the door, happened to see Yang Yiyan give Tang Dou a loud slap, and immediately drank: "Dead old man, why are you beating beans?" ”

Yang, who was laughing, stopped laughing with a smile, and then wilted, and explained with a smile: "Xiaojie, our two are playing around, isn't it a stinky boy?" ”

"Hmph, for the sake of old disrespect, is there such a joke with your son-in-law?" Qin Jie unceremoniously glanced at Yang Yiyan, and looked at Tang Dou, as if Tang Dou was going to fight with Yang Yiyan as long as he showed a little grievance.

Seeing that the war was about to escalate, Tang Dou, who was in a state of excitement, hurriedly nodded and echoed Yang's glance: "It's a joke, it's a joke." ”

Yang laughed at a glance, and said triumphantly to Qin Jie: "Look, I'm not wrong. ”

Qin Jie was also speechless, snorted and took Yang from Tang Dou's hand, and secretly pinched his arm as punishment. (To be continued.) )

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