"Owner! What do you think! ”

Sending that Chu Feng Chu Langjun out, Zheng Chaofeng was a little nervous in his heart, and hurriedly went to ask Li Liangji.

Li Liangji looked at the sunlight shining behind Chu Feng when he went out, sneered, and said, "Send someone to follow him and see what it is." ”

Zheng Chaofeng hurriedly responded and went to call someone.

After Li Liangji finished his order, he threw off his sleeves and left, with a look of uncertainty on his face, hunting with his sleeves, and bluffing the little people in the store who knew the customers and so on, and he didn't dare to come out.

Back in the backyard, he kicked open the door, Li Liangji said angrily: "Good day! Have you ever heard of a family surnamed Chu who is like us? ”

"Brother, what's wrong? Such a big fire? ”

A gently falling voice came from outside, although it was a woman's voice, and the tone also carried the softness of Wu Nong's soft tone, but there was a cold mixture of gold and jade hitting each other, which made people feel clear when they heard it, like a cold spring in the mountains.

When Li Liangji heard his sister's voice, his heart also quieted down, and the annoyance in his chest faded slightly, but he was still annoyed.

Lifting the curtain and bypassing the screen, Li Liangji saw his sister's figure.

The girl in a dark narrow-sleeved skirt is concentrating on fiddling with something.

She stood next to a basin of hot water, took a small brush in her right hand and dipped it in some hot water, and then looked at it and slowly applied it to the silk silk on the table.

The girl stood sideways, bending her head slightly, the hanging green silk blocked her face, and her beautiful figure was also covered by the simple dress, only the curve between the waist and hips was faintly visible.

"Liangchen, are you making old silk again? Are there any new paintings and calligraphy coming? Li Liangji asked casually, but he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and waved his sleeves and said, "The "Beijing Wine Post" you colored before was seen out!" What is that person's name Chu Feng, have you heard of it? ”

"I didn't like the kung fu of revealing the second layer, brother, you have to swallow that book, I can't do it. What's all the fuss about being seen out? Li Liangchen didn't raise his head, he still did what he was doing carefully, not in a hurry or impatient, "Chu Feng?" Haven't heard of it. It turned out that there was a Chu family in Linyi who made imitations, but this craft declined during the Gaozu period, and I didn't hear that there was anything to circulate. ”

"Linyi?" Li Liangji sneered, "That kid does have a northland accent!" Maybe it's their Linyi Chu family, that's right! ”

"Boy?" Hearing these two words, the girl finally became a little curious, raised her eyebrows slightly, and paused in the movements of her hands, "How old?" ”

Li Liangji said: "It looks like it should be seventeen or eighteen years old." ”

"Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, can you see my imitation methods?" The girl finally raised her head, and the hanging green silk slowly moved away, revealing a face that was very similar to that of her brother. But Li Liangji is arrogant, and this girl's temperament is more similar to coldness.

is arrogant because she looks down on others, but she is cold because she doesn't take others in her eyes at all. And even worse, that's it.

It is not impossible for her own methods to be seen through by experts, not to mention that for Li Liangchen, revealing the second layer was originally a matter of immorality, and she was unwilling to do it. The "Beijing Wine Post", she just hastily took it off, filled it in and put it down, and she didn't pay too much attention to it, and it was a common thing to be seen through.

But...... After all, it was his own means, how could it be seen by a young boy? Even if the other party is a connoisseur, it shouldn't!

Even if she Li Liangchen dealt with something at will, it was impossible for people to see through it so easily!

"That's true, I'm not lying. He took away the "Beijing Wine Post", and took Zhang Youzhi's fan away, leaving only such a broken thing. As Li Liangji spoke, he felt angry and casually threw Chu Feng's "Hanmei Tu" on the table.

Li Liangchen was much calmer than his brother, and at this time he stepped forward to unfold the "Han Mei Tu" and took a look, and with a slight glance, the corners of his mouth raised a cold angle: "I still think of a powerful character!" Brother, you too, can't you take a closer look before you speak? The real "Beijing Wine Post" is in his hands, and fools can see the authenticity of our picture. ”

"What?" Li Liangji was taken aback.

"You see that he uses this pen, obviously he has studied the "Beijing Wine Post"." Li Liangchen pointed to the "Fortune Operator" next to the painting and examined it, "It's just that the time of practice should not be long, and I only got some form, and I estimated that I had been practicing for two or three months." But this poem ...... 'I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous at a glance', but it is a good poem, was it written by the man himself? ”

"It doesn't matter if he wrote it himself!" Li Liangji had already burst into flames, wandering briskly in the house, "I thought it was an insider, come over to play the autumn breeze, so I generously gave him the "Beijing Wine Post" and the fan." Damn! It's a fake! The two add up to more than a hundred things, and I, Li Liangji, have been cheated! ”

Li Liangchen saw that his brother began to spin around on the silver money again, so he felt bored, and he lowered his head to study the calligraphy and painting at hand, thinking: This painting is of extremely high standard, the scenery and color are excellent, but the pen power is slightly insufficient, and Hanmei's material is three points worse. Overall, it's not a good work, but it's a medium-quality painting. This word is a little more plain than the painting itself, but it is not bad, the key is that this poem "Fortune Operator" is definitely a good word, without any carving, but it is said slowly. If you have never heard someone sing it, it should be original and not fake...... Danqing, calligraphy, words, if you study it carefully, the words are the top grade, the Danqing is the middle grade, and the calligraphy is the middle and lower grade. If there is only one of the three, it is naturally not powerful. But if these three were the work of one man, and that man was sixteen or seventeen years old......

Thinking of this, Li Liangchen only felt that it was unlikely, put down the sketch, and shook his head.

"The host, the man who was sent to follow has returned."

Zheng Chaofeng's voice came from outside the room, Li Liangji's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned around and went out to inquire.

Li Liangchen also felt a little curious, and took a few steps in the direction of the door, but did not go around the screen in the house.

Listening to the outside, his brother asked eagerly, "Say it quickly!" Whose children are they? ”

"It's also a calligraphy and painting shop! In our West Market, the Lu's brand is hung up, and the store is very small. ”

"Good! Dare to argue with his grandfather! Li Liangji gritted his teeth, "Look at grandpa, how I clean him up!" ”

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Chu Feng, who had already returned to his own calligraphy and painting shop, couldn't help but sneeze when he looked at the strong sunlight in the courtyard at this time.

Mr. Wen Duan's expression was already better, sitting on a small stone bench in the courtyard, holding a book and looking at it idly, when he saw Chu Feng walking in, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Sir, although it's spring now, the weather is still cold, and the stone bench and stone table are even more chilly, don't just sit here, can I help you back to the house?" Chu Feng took the lead in persuading.

Mr. Wen Duan laughed when he heard this, and accused: "At a young age, I can still nag an old man like me, so uneasy, it's really boring!" ”

Chu Feng also smiled, and went straight forward to help: "If it's boring, it's boring!" It's better than getting sick with a cold. ”

Helping the old gentleman into the house, the old man was no longer anxious about Nai's curiosity, and asked, "What is something in your kid's hand, it seems to be calligraphy and painting?" I don't want to show the old man if I get it back, it's really hateful to hang my appetite like this all the time! ”

Chu Feng smiled: "Boy, this is boring and hateful, it seems that there is nothing to be desired!" In this case, the things in the boy's hands must also be boring things, so don't you look at them! ”

"You stinky boy, you dare to tease the old man!" Mr. Wen Duan said with a smile, raised the cane in his hand and knocked it lightly on Chu Feng's leg, and said angrily, "Don't you show the old man quickly!" ”

"How dare you disobey!" Chu Feng responded with a smile, unfolded the fan of Zhang Youzhi first, and offered it with both hands.

Although Mr. Wen Duan's own pen power is not good, his vision is really vicious, and he saw it at a glance, and said in surprise: "This ...... Could this be Zhang Youzhi's pen and ink? Yes! This seal! Definitely! I once saw Zhang Yunao's calligraphy in the city of Tokyo, and it was this seal at that time! I'll take a closer look, yes, yes, yes! Resolute and upright, the score is not bad, absolutely no fake! ”

The old gentleman was very happy, a faint flush welled up on his face, and finally there was no longer the previous sickness, Chu Feng saw it in his eyes, and he also felt extremely relieved, and he was also happy.

Not daring to stimulate Mr. Wenduan all at once, Chu Feng took the lead in paving the way for the old gentleman, and said with a smile: "Sir, don't worry, I still have one thing in my hand, Mr. look, maybe he will feel that there are mixed tastes!" Don't get too excited. ”

Mr. Wen Duan's joy was still on his brows, and at this time, listening to Chu Feng's words, he couldn't help but laugh and scold: "What a bastard!" I've walked more bridges than you, old man, what could surprise me? What a underestimate of the old man! ”

"It's something about the "Beijing Wine Post." Chu Feng explained.

Sure enough, the old gentleman frowned when he heard this, guessed something, his eyes lit up, and the whole person became nervous: "What do you mean......"

"Yes, sir, that's right." Chu Feng slowly unfolded the "Beijing Wine Post" found from Li's calligraphy and painting shop, "This is the second floor of the book, the kid has found it." ”

Mr. Wen Duan took it, looked down and looked at it, and for a while he only felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor seasoning box, and he was speechless for a while.

Chu Feng couldn't say much and sighed softly.

The spring breeze blew silently, but it couldn't blow away the restrictive emotions in the room.

"Yes...... Where did you find it? When Mr. Wen Duan spoke again, his voice was obviously a little hoarse, "How much did it cost?" ”

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