After getting out of the taxi, Feng Qingyang and I walked towards the construction site.

Surrounded by blue iron plates, we walked around to the door, and within a few steps of entering, we were stopped by a worker wearing a hard hat.

The worker asked, "You can't just go in here, who are you looking for?" ”

I was stopped by the worker, and subconsciously glanced at Feng Qingyang.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyang had a good head, and immediately smiled and said: "This little brother, the two of us passed by here and wanted to find a toilet for convenience, but we couldn't find a public toilet for a long time, can you let me go in and find a corner for convenience?" ”

The worker was very simple and didn't think much about it, so he nodded and asked us to go to the wall to solve it, but we must not go near the inside of the construction site, so as not to be in danger.

I hurriedly thanked him and followed Feng Qingyang towards the base of the wall.

As I walked, my eyes were looking around.

The area of the construction site is quite large, and there used to be a relatively tall building, but now it has been demolished, and it is surrounded by rubble and rubble.

However, I didn't see the old style bus in the photo here.

Feng Qingyang probably really wanted to pee, so he took out his own guy and began to release water in the corner.

I didn't pee, so I took out my phone and looked up the news photo, compared it with the surroundings, and indeed, this place is very close to the photo.

Feng Qingyang had already done it, he called out to me, pointed to the pattern on the wall and asked me with a smile: "Hey, Brother Xiaoma, look at my masterpiece, is it even more beautiful than the painting you bought for five hundred yuan?" ”

I wasn't in the mood to talk to him, so I asked in a low voice, "Little Flying Bear, there is no bus here, and I don't know if the place is wrong, or if the bus has been moved?" ”

"Just ask...... Feng Qingyang pulled me to the worker just now, and asked directly, "This little brother, can I ask you about something?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that you dug up a bus on the construction site, is there such a thing?"

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"We ...... We are ...... It's the ...... that passes."

"No, how do you know about the bus? Are you journalists, if so, show me your press card! ”

Feng Qingyang and I were embarrassed for a while, this worker was quite alert, and it was probably difficult to fool the past, so we had to leave the construction site in a gloomy manner.

"Little Flying Bear, you can't ask so directly as soon as you come up, what's the matter, people are suspicious, right?" I complained to him.

"You don't care if my question is direct or not, anyway, listening to that little brother's tone, they must have unearthed a bus here," Feng Qingyang smiled very urbanly, "Actually, I don't want the other party to answer me anything, but to observe his micro-expressions, besides, a worker brother, can he know the internal situation?" ”

"Well, you have a point." I had to nod.

"Forget it, the construction site has been destroyed like this, and it is estimated that the clues are gone, let's go back and talk about it!"

Just like that, Feng Qingyang and I returned to the Qilin Pavilion, and when I passed by Lao Cui's shop, I took back the three things I had received.

This time I went to the capital, the harvest is not small, the pen wash is just a fake, but it also has use value.

The brush wash is secondary, and the two calligraphy and paintings are the focus.

One is the ancient painting that I bought at the auction of Tai Ge and the other is a couplet by the university scholar Liu Yong.

Back at Kirin Pavilion, I took out my phone book, and it didn't take long for me to find a customer's business card.

This client, who is said to be an expert in the study of antiques, also substitutes for students at the Academy of Fine Arts, and his name is Dong Dequan, as I usually call him.

This person has a lot of ways and knows many people in charge of auction houses.

Didn't Lao Cui say that the auction has been very hot recently, and the market is also good, so I want to send Liu Yong's couplet to the auction, maybe I can make more money.

I called Dong Dequan and told him that I had a couplet of Prime Minister Liu Luoguo in my hand, and the handwriting was good and the content was good.

As soon as Dong Dequan heard this, he immediately became interested, so he asked me to bring something to show him.

Originally, I planned to meet Dong Dequan the next morning, but this person was in a hurry and had to meet tonight.

Tonight, tonight, I don't care anyway.

……

At about seven o'clock in the evening, I wrapped the couplet in a newspaper and, according to the address given by Dong Dequan, came to a small unit called the "Antique Research Institute".

This small unit is very small, with a beef noodle restaurant below and an office area on the second floor above.

I don't know if this company is public or private, in short, it doesn't look very professional.

When I entered the beef noodle restaurant and walked up a small wooden staircase, I was a little nervous.

There won't be any problems in this place, what should I do if I embezzle the baby, I knew that I should have brought Feng Qingyang with me.

went up to the second floor, took out his mobile phone to call Dong Dequan, and soon, a person came out of a small room.

After seeing me, Dong Dequan shook my hand and looked very enthusiastic, and then led me into a small room opposite.

Dong Dequan is about forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and he looks quite gentle, and he is very anxious to take a look at the collection I brought.

There was a large table in the center of the room, and I spread Liu Yong's couplet on the table.

Dong Dequan took a magnifying glass and carefully observed it inch by inch from bottom to top, and before he knew it, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

I was worried that the beads of sweat would fall on the paper and stain the rice paper, so I took out a tissue from my pocket, took out one and handed it to Dong Dequan.

Dong Dequan took the tissue, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then nodded and said to me: "I think, this thing is old enough, but it is not Liu Yong's own handwriting, I can't say this, because I have some understanding of porcelain, but the identification of calligraphy is not very proficient, I used to be in the Academy of Fine Arts, I learned woodblock painting, and later assigned to the Cultural Relics Bureau, so I started the appraisal industry, to be honest, to see the strength and penmanship of this calligraphy, it is indeed very good......

I nodded and said: "At present, on the Internet, Liu Yong's authentic works are not very common, and there are not many albums, after all, Liu Yong is not a professional painter or calligrapher, but from my professional point of view, the couplet is very old, and it looks like Liu Yong's work after the age of 50......"

"Well, I looked at these words, and the writing was really good, and the imitation couldn't write such an effect," Dong Dequan nodded and asked, "So, Xiaoma, are you going to bid on this collection at the auction house?" ”