Lao Zhangtou took out the scroll from the wooden box, untied the silk rope, and unfolded it.

It's a calligraphy!

Very beautiful!

The thickness of the ink, the change of the font structure, especially the change of the thickness of the strokes, add a lot of artistic beauty to this calligraphy work!

The vigorous and powerful penmanship is indeed a masterpiece for everyone!

Old Zhang looked at Chu Ang, "Little brother, do you know Mr. Qigong?" ”

"Of course!" Chu Ang nodded, "Qi Gong is the fifth son of Emperor Yongzheng and the eighth grandson of Prince Hongday, a master of modern calligraphy!" ”

Chu Ang still remembers that Mr. Wang Lan, who bought the Ming Taizu Emperor Jingtian Jade Bowl a few days ago, was a student of Mr. Qigong!

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, who is Mr. Qi Gong? Pure sprout new, I don't understand much, calligraphy, don't spray! ”

"Mr. Qigong, a master of modern calligraphy, it is worth mentioning that he is a descendant of the Manchu royal family, and his lineage comes from Prince He Hongday!"

"You may not know who Hongday is, you have watched the TV series "Yongzheng Dynasty", the version played by Tang Guoqiang, pretending to be crazy and stupid, and holding a funeral for himself, he is Hongday!"

"What is pretending to be crazy and stupid, whether it is Hongyang in the TV series or Hongtian in history, they are all extremely smart, and they will never lose to Qianlong, but they have no intention of winning the heir..."

"Talent is not inferior to Qianlong? If you say that, I don't think Hiroshi is so good (picking his nose)"

"Hahaha, the Emperor Qianlong, who has made great achievements in his life, is mediocre and incompetent, there is one thing to say, he is really not a good emperor!"

"The Thirteenth Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, except for Yongzheng, there are really few people who can see it!"

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for Yongzheng leaving him such a thick family foundation, with Qianlong's C nature, nine times out of ten he would be the king of the dead country!"

"Harm... It's far away, let's talk about Mr. Qigong! ”

"You have to pull it (pick your nose)"

“……”

Lao Zhangtou pointed to the scroll, "Little brother, what do you see?" ”

Chu Ang said truthfully, "Qigong calligraphy is against the pen of the Tang, Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, the teacher writes and forgets the front, and pursues the "static pen", its words are strong and elegant, and the movement seeks its quietness, super escape from the dust, the shape of the dot painting is lively, the body is clear, the eyebrows are delicate, and the posture is ......generous."

"He also has an original font - Qiti!"

Among them, "Pan Huan" is the most representative significance, with strong line characteristics, a large number of similar square pens and straight pens appear, and even every stroke can be seen that its pen does not use a special pen, a bit of "Gongbi Qi Gong Kaishu" taste! ”

"But... This vigorous and powerful painting in front of me, although there is everyone's style, but only a little less soul, although the skin is thick but boneless, it should be Mr. Qigong's early works! ”

"The anchor knows so much!"

"Yes, every time I watch the live broadcast of the anchor, I feel like I'm here to make up the numbers!"

"Isn't it? (Pick your nose)"

“……”

Chu Ang trusted his own judgment very much, and for the sake of insurance, he still glanced at the system.

In the next second, information emerges!

[Object: Mr. Qi Gong's calligraphy and painting]

[Material: paper, book ink]

[Production time: 1930]

[Market value: 150,000 yuan]

That's right... It's true!

At the same time, it is also Mr. Qigong's early works!

If it is a late work, this calligraphy and painting is a few million!

Lao Zhangtoudao; "The goods are sold by people... Since the little brother can recognize this painting, you are the destined person for this painting, 200,000, you take it! ”

Scold!

This guy is hard to change, and he's still a liar!

The painting is true, but the price is not right!

Mr. Qi Gong's works when he first went out (entered) the road (line), the price of 200,000 yuan was too high, and he would definitely smash his hands when he sold it!

Chu Ang shook his head, and was about to turn around and leave again, looking at the wooden box, it seemed to be quite good, and touched it with the system.

【Object: Ming Dynasty Haihuang Fine Wooden Box】

[Material: goldenrod wood]

[Production time: 1624 (during the reign of Emperor Ming Xi)]

[Market value: 4 million yuan]

When he saw the market value of this wooden box, Chu Ang's desire to leave suddenly dissipated.

That's a treasure of 5 million!

How could you miss it?

But... Chu Ang looked at Lao Zhang's head, and his brows were secretly raised.

Is this old man fishing with a wooden box, or does he really not know the value of the box, and just uses it as a painting tool?

At this moment, Chu Ang's head turned quickly!

Brothers ask for some recommendation tickets, collect, life is not easy, sigh on the street!

(End of chapter)