"10,000 ......"

As soon as Qi Xianghe heard it, he understood what Guo Lao meant.

"Ming painting?" However, Xiao Xiao was a little skeptical: "Guo Lao, this painting ...... But an anonymous work, how do you know it's something from the Ming Dynasty?

Guo Lao smiled and explained: "Since it is an anonymous work, then first of all, we can be sure that it is unlikely that something is a fake, right?" ”

"Hmm." Qi Xiang nodded immediately, he also understood what Guo Lao meant.

After all, whether it is a fake or an imitation, its purpose is nothing more than to go for money. But in the field of calligraphy and painting, only the works of famous artists are valuable. Anonymous works, generally no one cares.

The people who make fakes are not stupid, they will definitely not spend a lot of effort to fake something worthless.

You know, it is also very costly to make high-level fakes. Isn't the cost of creating an anonymous work more than the money it sells?

Therefore, there are generally no fakes for anonymous works on the market.

Seeing Qi Xianghe's inference that he agreed with himself, Guo Laocai continued: "Since it is not a fake, it is impossible to be an imitation, it is the real thing." ”

"As we all know, it must be difficult to determine whether something is genuine or not. But knowing that something is true and deducing the process the other way around is relatively simple and easy. ”

Guo Lao smiled and said, "When I received this painting, I asked an expert for advice by the way. After his research, judging from the paper of calligraphy and painting, this was a very popular silk paper in the early Ming Dynasty, and things were naturally from the Ming Dynasty. ”

Qi Xiang and Xiao suddenly realized, and there was no longer the slightest suspicion.

After all, in each dynasty, due to the different processes of papermaking, paper naturally has its own characteristics.

Characteristics like this must be confusing for many people. But for true connoisseurs, it is very bright and eye-catching, and it can be recognized at a glance.

Qi Xiang has heard that some clever masters of calligraphy and painting appraisal, when appraising calligraphy and painting, do not need to look at it at all, just close their eyes and reach out to touch it, and know what age the calligraphy and painting are from the texture characteristics of the silk paper.

This unique skill can be called a miraculous skill.

All in all, the paintings of the Ming Dynasty, even if they are anonymous works, have a history of four or five hundred years. Guo Lao asked for 10,000 yuan, which is really a big price, and there is even a loss.

At least Qi Xiang believes that it will definitely not be a problem for him to take things down and change hands again, and the price will double or triple them. What's more, there seems to be some other mystery in this painting......

Thinking of this, Qi Xiang didn't mean to bargain at all, and took out 10,000 yuan in cash directly in his pocket, and then handed it to Guo Lao...... son.

Guo Lao's son counted it two or three times, and after making sure that the value was correct, he stuffed it into his pocket at will. He now has a huge sum of three million, and he can no longer look down on this small amount of money.

At the same time, Xiao Xiao hurriedly put the blue and white plate on it, and said with a smile: "Guo Lao, I have taken a fancy to this plate, let's make a price." ”

"Hey, you've got a good eyesight." Guo Lao glanced at it, didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Thirty thousand, you take it." ”

"Okay!" Less than the more refreshing, pay for it immediately. He also knew in his heart that if he took this blue and white plate back and sold it to old customers who collected blue and white porcelain, he could at least earn another 350,000 yuan.

The silver and goods were in arrears, and after taking a sip of tea, he said goodbye with interest.

"Don't sit down a little longer, stay for lunch?" Guo Lao naturally retained.

"No, no, no, I won't bother you......"

Everyone understands that even if Guo Lao really wants to keep it, his son will definitely not be happy, so he won't be this villain.

Under the gift of Guo Lao, Qi Xiang and others left the house. After walking a few steps away, Xiao Xiao sighed and said in a low voice: "Qi Xiang, I'm sorry, let you go for nothing." ”

"It's not in vain, there are still some gains." Qi Xiang raised the scroll in his hand.

"What a catch." Less than shaking his head, his heart was somewhat unwilling. He was ready to use his fists and kicks, but who knew that in the end, it would be a bamboo basket for nothing. And I have concerns, I can't have a seizure, and I feel uncomfortable.

When he was less depressed, someone shouted from behind: "Two of you, wait a minute." ”

"Huh?"

The two turned around, only to see Hai Gongzi follow, he didn't go around in circles, directly expressed his intention, pointed to the picture scroll in Qi Xiang's hand and smiled: "This big brother, your painting seems to be good, let me do it?" ”

"Huh?" Less than a moment, then took a few steps back. It's inconvenient for him to mix in this.

At this time, Qi Xiang frowned: "You want this painting?" ”

"Yes." Hai Gongzi smiled: "I looked at the painting just now, and I think it's good." If you want, I can give you 50,000 yuan, and this painting belongs to me, how about it? ”

"Fifty thousand ......" was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but envy Qi Xiang's good luck. If you buy something for 10,000 yuan, you can earn 40,000 yuan between changing hands, which is a very cost-effective business.

Unexpectedly, Qi Xiang shook his head lightly: "I'm sorry, I like things too, and I don't plan to make a move." ”

"Ahh Less than stunned.

Hai Gongzi was also a little surprised, glanced at Qi Xiang in surprise, didn't force it, turned around and left. It seems that he really did it on a whim, and he didn't have to buy the painting.

Seeing Hai Gongzi leave, Xiao Xiao was surprised and puzzled: "Qi Xiang, someone wants to paint, why don't you sell it?" Anonymous works like this, even if they are from the Ming Dynasty, are also such a market, and it is impossible to go anywhere. Fifty thousand is not a lot, if you miss this village, you will never find such a wronged person again. ”

"I don't plan to sell this painting, but give it away as a gift."

Qi Xiang made an excuse at random, and chuckled: "Less, I have some things, and I plan to stay in Huzhou for a few days to find relatives and friends." Are you staying with me, or are you going back to Jinling? ”

I don't doubt it, after all, Qi Xiang said that he has lived in Huzhou for a few years, and now that he is here, he must visit his relatives and friends. He thought about it, then shook his head and said, "I won't join in this fun, there are other things to do when I go back to Jinling." ”

"Then I won't delay you, I'll contact ...... later"

Qi Xiang sent Xiao Xiao to the station, and the two were not hypocritical, and waved goodbye directly.

After leaving, Qi Xiang immediately dismissed the hotel where he was staying, and then stayed away from the bustling and lively streets, shuttling through a remote alley in the city.

Behind every bustling city, there must be a glamorous side. This is the old street, the old neighborhood of ten or twenty years ago, the road surface is relatively narrow, and the buildings on both sides are low, giving people a gray and cramped impression.

Qi Xiang was familiar with this place, and after going around twice, he stopped in front of a store with a locked door.

He looked left and right, and felt that no one noticed him, so he reached out and groped for the door frame, and then pulled out a red rope, and at the end of the rope was a key.

Qi Xiang opened the lock with the key and walked in calmly.

It's been a long time, and the store is covered with a layer of dust, and there are cobwebs in the corners. He took some pains to clean the storefront and take a shower for himself.

The store isn't huge, but it's not small either. About fifty or sixty square meters, with bedrooms, kitchens, and bathrooms.

This is one of the three caves of Qi Xiang and the cunning rabbit, and it can be regarded as an investment. After all, it is said that this place is about to be demolished, and he is waiting for someone to contact him to make a fortune.

Every year when he is free, he comes to stay for a while, so there are plenty of water, electricity, furniture, and clothing. I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then went out to buy groceries and make my own lunch, everything was calm and natural.

When he went out to buy vegetables, the neighbors saw him and took the initiative to nod their heads. You may not be able to call his name, but you must think that he is very kind and knows that he lives nearby.

Qi Xiang also responded politely, with a smile on his face all the time.

After eating, he felt that he had almost digested it, and he naturally opened the scroll and looked at it carefully.

The picture scrolls of the Ming Dynasty have a history of four or five hundred years, or even longer. Under the erosion of time, the surface of the scroll has been completely yellow, but the pen and ink are relatively clear, and there are no stains.

It is mainly an ancient ink ingot, full of pine resin and gum, and its adhesion ability is relatively tenacious, and it is not easy to color for thousands of years, which is normal.

Qi Xiang took a closer look and found that not only the quality of the brush and ink of the drawings was good, but the materials of the mounting did not seem to be ordinary goods. It was a soft ayabu, and although the bright color was not there, the smooth texture remained the same.

The quality of the pen and ink is good, the materials for the mounting are also of high quality, and the drawings are well drawn.

Taken together, a reasonable inference can also be drawn. This painting should be the work of a wealthy idler who has no worries about food and clothing, and it is a work of self-amusement.

Don't think that the dignitaries, magnates and rich people in ancient times were all wine bags and rice bags. In fact, many children of powerful and wealthy gentry generally have a high level of art, not only know how to appreciate, but also be good at poetry and painting.

It's just that their lives are too privileged, and they are destined not to have any great achievements in the art of poetry and painting.

After all, Chinese poetry and painting pay great attention to the experience of life, and only in the face of adversity can they break through themselves and write magnificent chapters. That's why some people think that China's cultural development is actually a history of degrading officials.

The officials were degraded, the literati were depressed, and in the case of discouragement and great grief and indignation, they were able to be inspired, sing songs, fill in words and poems, and form articles that have been famous for thousands of years and have been passed down for centuries.

In contrast, the powerful officials who live comfortably, are rich and idle, do not have such "inspiration". Therefore, in terms of artistic level, they are congenitally deficient, and in the eyes of the world, the evaluation is generally not too high.

Qi Xiang looked at the picture carefully, and his sharp gaze seeped directly through a thin layer of paper. I saw that the whole picture scroll was the same on the outside, and there was no sign of any movement.

Speaking of which, with his current eyesight, it should be easier to identify the authenticity of calligraphy and paintings. Whether it is old, or making up money, digging money, grafting flowers and trees, etc., he will definitely not be able to hide his eyes.

"It's a way to make a fortune......

Qi Xiang's thoughts flew for a moment, and he slowly condensed.

This painting is really unusual

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