"That's a good word." Lu Yuan sighed, looked at Mu Xiu, and asked, "Mu Xiu, this should be an antique shop, what are you doing here?" ”

"That one on the wall is nice." Mu Xiu pointed to the words hanging above the lobby of the store.

Lu Yuan looked over, but he didn't see it very clearly, so he stepped in, and Mu Xiu followed closely behind.

Stepping into the door, you know that there is no hole, the house is paved with green bricks, red pillars, hollow carved windows, under the window is placed a large rosewood case, on which are placed the four treasures of the study, all kinds of pen holders.

Mu Xiu was in a trance for a moment, history exists, but where was she in the past? Is there a lot of people in the world like her who are reborn or crossed walking under this sky, she was not afraid of ghosts and gods, but it was also after experiencing rebirth that she began to believe that there must be providence in the underworld, otherwise how could she experience such a miraculous thing.

Mu Xiu was thinking about it when he was suddenly interrupted by an unfamiliar voice.

"You two, do you want to see calligraphy and painting?" A middle-aged man's voice rang out, low and strong, full of magnetism.

Mu Xiu looked up at the owner of the voice, and saw a man in his early forties, slender and wearing a dark blue robe, he blended in with his surroundings, like a man who came out of ancient times.

"The handwriting on the wall is good, and I was fascinated by it for a while, so I walked in." Lu Yuan's tone was light, and there was no stage fright at all.

"I'm the shopkeeper of this store, you just call me Shopkeeper Yue." Shopkeeper Yue turned to look at the wall, pointed to the regular script and introduced: "This is a copy of the font, it is the work of Ouyang Xun, one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, this fake is very realistic, I will accept it and hang it on the wall." ”

"Are there very few works by Ouyang Xun?" Mu Xiu asked on the side, she really didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting.

"There are a lot of works that have been handed down in the world, but they are just ......" Shopkeeper Yue sighed and continued: "A few years ago, it was artificially destroyed. ”

Mu Xiu and Lu Yuan's faces suddenly became clear, and they naturally understood why they were artificially destroyed.

"If the paper is damaged, isn't it collectible?" Mu Xiu asked.

"It depends on how you look at it, if you like it very much, even if you only leave scattered paper words, it is like a treasure, and you can also calculate what happened in the year according to the words on the paper, maybe the economic value is not high, but for the exploration of history, it has extraordinary significance." Boss Yue said slowly.

"Boss Yue, I have a few calligraphy and paintings here, can you help me take a look?" Mu Xiu explained the purpose of this visit.

"Okay, come, please." When Boss Yue saw Lu Yuan and Mu Xiu's dress and temperament at that time, he knew that they were not ordinary boys and girls, and he was not surprised at all when he heard them take out things for identification.

Under the leadership of Boss Yue, the three of them walked behind the screen, where a table of eight immortals was placed, and a few chairs were placed next to it.

Mu Xiu took down the backpack, took out three rolls from it, and handed them to Boss Yue.

Boss Yue didn't take it directly with his hands, but took out a towel first, wiped his hands carefully, and then took it.

Mu Xiu was embarrassed, and Boss Yue's actions set off her too roughly.

Boss Yue put the three calligraphy and paintings on the table, opened one of them first, his eyes swept over the signatures and seals, his whole body was shocked, and his face showed a look of disbelief.

Looking at Boss Yue, he suddenly straightened up, walked to the cabinet next to him, took out his glasses and magnifying glass, and came to the table again, looking at it more seriously than just now.

Mu Xiu and Lu Yuan stood beside them, looking at Boss Yue for a long time, and finally, Boss Yue straightened up and sighed: "This calligraphy and painting is a fake, but it is also a rare monument, according to my experience, this is imitated by people in the Yuan Dynasty." ”

Boss Yue said, while pointing to this word and said: "The name of this calligraphy is called "Zhang Han Sticker", the font is slender, the pen is strong, the style is steep, the spirit is exposed, Song Weizong once commented on this sticker "penmanship is dangerous, fierce and long-driven", this copyist is also a master, just hesitate to write on these two words, and the pen is light, so the tip of the pen left ink spots, which is difficult to see from the front of the copy, but it can be seen from the back, it is a pity, if this person does not copy the fake, concentrate on hard practice, Maybe he will become one of the masters of calligraphy. ”

After Boss Yue finished speaking, he sighed and shook his head.

"What about the other two?" Mu Xiu didn't know much about these, so she couldn't feel the heartache of Boss Yue, she only cared about whether these were genuine.

Boss Yue opened the other two pairs, and this time he only glanced at them, and said, "The traces of these two pairs of fraud can be seen at a glance, they are all fakes." ”

Although Mu Xiu had been mentally prepared for a long time, she was still a little disappointed when she heard that it was fake, she laughed at herself in her heart, how could she just pick up a few calligraphy and paintings from the garbage recycling station and think it was real, and she thought too much.

"Boss Yue, if these are genuine products, how much are they worth?" Lu Yuan suddenly asked.

"It's hard to say, if the calligraphy is true, such a breakage will also make the value discounted, in the first two years, someone once sold a pair of Ouyang Xun's authentic handwriting, which was taken away by a foreigner, and it was very well preserved, and it was given 100,000 yuan." Boss Yue thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Rao is Lu Yuan's family is wealthy, and when he heard the number of 100,000, he also took a deep breath.

"It's okay, it's not true, otherwise I would have to be scared now, this is hundreds of thousands of dollars." Mu Xiu said with a smile, then put away the notebook and put it in the schoolbag.

"Girl, this copy of the work is really rare, I don't know if you can sell it to me." Boss Yue likes Ouyang Xun's words very much, otherwise he would not have studied them deeply.

Mu Xiu felt that it was indeed useless to put it in his own hands, it was better to give it to someone he liked, and he could sell it for some money, and he was about to agree, but unexpectedly, Lu Yuan's voice sounded.

"I'm sorry, since it's fake, don't appear on the market again, like Boss Yue, we just hang it at home."

"Little comrade, don't worry, I will never sell the fake one seriously, I really like it, otherwise I will pay two hundred yuan." Boss Yue didn't care about it after being rejected and continued.

"It's not that we're worried about this, but there happens to be an elder in the family who also likes to copy, and this fake is just a gift, even if it gets dirty and damaged, it doesn't feel distressed." Lu Yuan did not let go.