Father Min glanced at Min Xiu, who had a calm expression, and said softly: "Xiuxiu, why don't we go?" ”

In the eyes of Father Min, Min Xiu was robbed of what she deserved at this moment, and she was definitely in a bad mood, plus the two people waiting to watch the show next to her, it was even more annoying, it was better to leave early, out of sight was clean.

"You go back first, I'll clean up this place later," Min Xiu raised her eyes and looked at the room full of all kinds of antiques, "These are the most precious things in the old man's life, I want to help him put them away." ”

Father Min sighed and stopped talking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the painting and calligraphy I just mentioned," Old Man Xing led a few assistants and carefully took out the painting and placed it on the table in the living room, "The reign of Emperor An Xuan was the most prosperous period of culture in the An Dynasty and even the five hundred years before and after, and many great poets, writers, calligraphers and painters, and even philosophers in history were born in that period. ”

Shen Jinchu heard Old Man Xing talk about An Dynasty, and suddenly rubbed forward restlessly, tried to poke his little head, and curiously glanced at the picture scroll spread out on the table.

Old Man Xing's assistant continued to explain: "This painting has beautiful brushstrokes, painting bamboo, one of the four gentlemen's favorite among literati and ink writers, freehand chic, quite style, can make people clearly feel the painter's high artistic attainments, and then look at the texture of the painting paper and paint, they are all excellent products, from which it can be inferred that the owner of the painting should be at least an official literati." ”

"Since this painting only has an inscription and no inscription, we can only judge the specific dynasty according to the newness of the paper, and after careful comparison, we locked the time in the period of Emperor An Xuan."

"Isn't it all obvious? How did you take so long to figure it out? Min Zhuang interjected, "I thought it was a master's painting that made you unable to distinguish the real from the fake." ”

"Well," Old Man Xing showed a slightly hesitant look on his face, "It's mainly the framed part of the scroll, which is more like an old thing before the An Dynasty, so we discussed for a long time about what period this painting is, and finally decided on ...... it."

"Hey, I've thought enough about it, maybe that scroll is an old one, and people are willing to frame it with old painting scrolls?" Min Ping pursed his lips, "That is, you suspicious and suspicious ghosts who engage in identification." ”

Several appraisers glanced at each other, smiled wryly and shook their heads.

"The material of this painting scroll is not ordinary, it is pure small leaf red sandalwood, and it is hollow treatment, this kind of mounting, before the An Dynasty, is only worthy of the master," Mr. Xing explained: "Although it is not a rare operation to frame a new painting with an old painting scroll, but look at the paper used for mounting next to it, it is obviously not the same age as the painting, which is indeed very confusing, and we have not been able to explain this phenomenon until now......

"Speaking of which, isn't it still an Chao's thing?" Min Zhuang crossed Erlang's leg and said, "No matter how valuable the painting scroll is, this painting is not famous enough, isn't it all wasted?" Alas, it's really boring, Min Ping, let's go......"

"It's not An Chao's thing." At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side of the coffee table, and when everyone looked up, they found that Shen Jinchu didn't know when he came to the side of the coffee table, and was pulling the supposedly valuable shaft.