Lao Luo took Wang Xiaotian through the long corridor of the museum, came to a small courtyard living alone in the backyard, and pushed open a courtyard door, which was a bungalow with two bedrooms.

Wang Xiaotian's eyes were full of surprise, he had never been here before, but he didn't expect that there was a cave, the surrounding is the back mountain of the People's Park, the empty mountain birds are singing, it is very livable, and he can't help but be more curious about this old Luo.

"Sit down, this is where I live."

After entering the hall, Lao Luo greeted Wang Xiaotian, sat on the Taishi chair in the room, picked up a purple clay pot from the round table next to him, and put the spout in his mouth and "chirped" twice.

"Lao Luo, I'm afraid your level here is higher than that of the curator, and it's still a separate courtyard......"

Wang Xiaotian's heart was very shocked, after entering this house, he couldn't help but look around, it stands to reason that a bungalow like this is more than enough for a family of three, and this old man alone occupies such a set, which is indeed a bit extravagant.

"Huh? This...... This is...... The best huanghuali is made? ”

When Wang Xiaotian's eyes saw the chair under Lao Luo, his eyes suddenly straightened, and when he looked at the table next to the chair, he almost drooled and froze in place.

"I said Lao Luo, you ...... You're too extravagant, aren't you? ”

Wang Xiaotian was already very shocked by this old man, but at this moment, when he saw these pieces of furniture in his house, his heart was churning, and he rubbed his eyes with his hands in disbelief.

And at this moment, he couldn't help but step forward, wiped his sleeve on the dusty incense case, looked at it carefully for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "I take the liberty of asking, these things of yours can't be stolen from someone else's house, right?" ”

No wonder Wang Xiaotian thinks so, in his previous life, Wang Xiaotian also did furniture design for people, and has been in and out of the homes of many wealthy families, these wealthy people are very particular about the utensils at home, and the miscellaneous research on antique furniture is also very profound.

The chair under Lao Luo and the table next to it are all made of very rare yellow rosewood, after Wang Xiaotian just looked closely, it was found that from the style and workmanship of the wood and the patterns carved on it, it should be an object of the Ming Dynasty.

Huanghuali was introduced to China when Zheng He went to the West in the Ming Dynasty, at that time it was because of the heavy wood of Huanghuali, which was generally used as a press wood, and later because of its fine wood and fragrant musk, it was specially used to make furniture.

After a period of time, soon Huanghuali became popular in the Ming Dynasty, and there was a market for demand, which directly led to the Huanghuali wood of the surrounding countries being cut down on a large scale, and after the Qing Dynasty, it was difficult to see the wood of Huanghuali, so the Huanghuali furniture of the Ming Dynasty became very precious.

Although at this time in 99, the domestic art collection market has just emerged, Wang Xiaotian also knows that in some art markets that are beginning to take shape, a set of Huanghuali furniture in good condition can be sold for at least 180,000 yuan.

Lao Luo's set of tables, Wang Xiaotian estimates that it should be equipped with two chairs, but although there is one less chair, it is worth selling it for 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, although this money is nothing to Wang Xiaotian, but it is also a huge amount of money for ordinary people.

If he saw this furniture in some wealthy households, of course Wang Xiaotian would not be surprised, but this Lao Luo is just a gatekeeper for others, maybe his martial arts are unfathomable, but this kung fu is deep does not mean that he is rich, just look at the latter's dress.

"Fart, I still need to steal it? This thing was bought for real money, old man......"

After listening to Wang Xiaotian's words, Lao Luo, who was lying on the Taishi chair and drinking tea, almost choked on a mouthful of water, these years of leisurely and calm life have already smoothed out his temperament, but Rao is so, and the old man is also glared at by Wang Xiaotian's blowing beard.

Who is he? This kid even suspected that he was a thief, if this was in the original era, but it would have ......

Thinking of this, Lao Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he sighed in vain. It's been a long time coming, so why mention it? That once prominent family is long gone.

"By the way, seeing that you kid is not very old, how do you know this?"

Lao Luo put the purple clay pot in his hand, and looked at Wang Xiaotian curiously, it stands to reason that the latter's age should be reading and writing in school, how can he know these antique things. It seems that this kid is hiding far deeper than he knows!

Of course, Wang Xiaotian would not say that he had been reborn once, so he casually broke up a reason: "I have learned this from others, as for who it is, you don't care......"

Lao Luo glanced at Wang Xiaotian deeply, and didn't say much about it, but waved his hand and said, "Even if you kid still have a little vision, then take a look, how about the other objects in my house?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiaotian set his eyes on the painting hanging on the desk, but soon showed a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, almost his face was almost attached to the painting, and his exclamation came out: "This ...... This is Zheng Banqiao's "Orchid Bamboo and Stone Map"? ”

After observing for a long time, Wang Xiaotian reluctantly retracted his gaze, nodded and said, "That's right, it's Zheng Banqiao's "Youlan Bamboo and Stone Map", Lao Luo, where did you get this baby?" ”

In this painting, the abrupt mountain rocks are outlined with a simple brushstroke, and the entire hard and thin stone fold is slightly crumpled with a small axe, and the state of the mountain suddenly appears.

The bamboo pole on the painting is fine and thin, but thin but not weak, the bamboo leaves are few and fat, there is no lack of verdant and rich and strong, a pole repairs the bamboo top the sky and the earth, and the other bamboos are staggered and mixed, virtual and real, shade, high and low, far and near echo each other.

Zheng Banqiao, formerly known as Zheng Xie, the word Kerou, the number Banqiao, called himself Banqiao layman, is one of the eight monsters of Yangzhou in the Qing Dynasty. He is good at writing bamboo, and even inscribes the paragraph between the bamboo and stones, using the bamboo "between no, strong and knotty" to express his lonely sentiment.

Jiang Shiquan once said in the inscription of the orchid poem: "Banqiao's painting is like writing orchid, the waves are strange and ancient, Banqiao is writing orchid like writing, and the leaves and flowers are beautiful." ”

Zheng Banqiao is almost every painting must be inscribed, the calligraphy on this painting is unique, free, Han Mo vigorous, Wang Xiaotian has been in the cultural center with a calligraphy master to practice calligraphy, for Zheng Banqiao's painting can be seen at a glance.

"Do you know Zheng Banqiao?"

Lao Luo, who was originally sitting on the Taishi's chair, suddenly straightened up, and looked at Wang Xiaotian with a pair of dim old eyes with an interested look.

Wang Xiaotian turned around and said: "I have heard people mention it, and I have seen this painting, but it is in the atlas, is your painting real or fake?" Although Wang Xiaotian has seen Zheng Banqiao's paintings, he can't tell whether they are real or fake.

The calligrapher who taught Wang Xiaotian at the beginning was also born in a scholarly family, and the ancient literati he admired the most was Zheng Banqiao.

Out of his own preference, when this calligrapher gave Wang Xiaotian about calligraphy and painting, he naturally preferred Zheng Banqiao, and the album Wang Xiaotian said was an album of Zheng Banqiao's complete works of calligraphy and painting published on Taiwan Island.

"Nonsense, what Lao Tzu hangs, can it be fake?"

As if he had been insulted, Lao Luo's eyes immediately widened: "What is this painting?" I think it was Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", I can also play with it casually, this painting is a fart! ”

Speaking of this, Lao Luo seemed to suddenly remember something, calmed down, waved his hand, and said with a self-deprecating face: "What are you talking about, it's all in the past, boy, look at this, can you recognize who it is?" ”

Lao Luo smiled again and pointed to a landscape painting on the opposite wall.

Wang Xiaotian looked at it intently, and soon his eyes showed surprise again, and blurted out: "This is Qi Baishi's "Frog Sound Ten Miles Out of the Mountain Spring"? ”

In this picture, a rapids pour out of the rocks of a mountain stream against the backdrop of a distant mountain with a brief brushstroke, and six tadpoles swaying their little tails down the rapids.

Although there is not a single frog in sight, it makes people faintly hear the sound of frogs in the distance and the sound of rushing spring water, playing a pleasant movement, and the effect of connecting the frogs into a piece of sound, which is "listening to the sound of frogs".

On the picture, there is a large blank space, that is, the place where the sky and water are not inked, leaving a blank paper, which makes the picture virtual and real coexist, makes the subject more prominent, more layered, and the layout is more reasonable, giving people a sense of three-dimensional and real, making people feel like they are there.

Because of Qi Baishi's mastery of the fields of "time" and "space", he is able to express himself on the picture like a leisurely stroll.

When he saw this painting, Wang Xiaotian couldn't sit still anymore, and dared to love that this old Luo was full of treasures!