Listening to this old and young dispute, Xiao Han gradually understood the general idea of the matter: the old man's birthday is coming, and the girl named Youyou doesn't know where to find an ancient painting, ready to give it to the old man as a birthday gift, because he can't determine the authenticity, he asked the old man to come over and help palm the eyes, as a result, the old man was happy to see the hunt, and he kept grinding to get this gift in advance, but Youyou just didn't give it to him.

Looking at the grandparents and grandchildren who seemed to be enjoying themselves, Xiao Han couldn't help but laugh.

As the minutes passed, the grandfather and grandson seemed to have reached an agreement: the old man agreed not to ask for the gift that would belong to him sooner or later, but asked to take a few more glances before arriving home.

At this time, Xiao Han couldn't help but look back, wanting to see what kind of existence the ancient painting that could make the old man forget.

Seeing Xiao Han turn his head, the old man didn't mind, but watched Youyou open the brocade box expectantly, and cautiously reminded: "Little brother, let's talk about it in advance, let's see, we can't get started, you know?"

Xiao Han smiled slightly and said, "Old man, don't worry, just touch other people's things, Xiao doesn't have this habit yet." ”

This is true, I think Xiao Han was once a famous Great Tianzun, what kind of good things have he never seen? In this world, there are existences that can make his heart pound, not to mention no, it is also a handful.

Since he was not moved, how could Xiao Han easily touch and touch those things?

"That's good, that's good. ”

The old man muttered quietly, but his eyes were all on the scroll that was slowly unfolding.

However, as the scroll was fully opened, Xiao Han's eyes changed, no longer the curiosity just now, but a blazing heat.

Xiao Han never thought that it would be here, in this situation, to see what he dreamed of.

At this time, the old man also noticed Xiao Han's strange appearance, and thought that he was shocked by this painting, and said proudly: "Little brother, you also see the extraordinary features of this painting?"

Haha, let me tell you, this is the "Autumn Mountain Quiet Fishing Picture" by Li Cheng, a painter of the early Song Dynasty of the fifth dynasty.

Li Cheng, whose name is Xianxi, is originally from Chang'an, is good at painting landscapes, and has studied under Jing Hao and Guan Tong. Painting more suburbs and vast scenery, Pingyuan cold forest, concise painting method, sparse weather, easy to use light ink, there is "cherish ink like gold"; painting mountains and rocks like rolling clouds, later generations called "cirrus clouds"; painting cold forests to create "crab claws" method, has a significant impact on the development of landscape painting in the Northern Song Dynasty, the Northern Song Dynasty is known as the first in ancient and modern times.

Li Cheng's paintings, the number of surviving is very small, and most of them are in museums around the world, this "Autumn Mountain Quiet Fishing Picture" is said to have long been lost, this time it was also due to fate, it was found by Youyou. ”

Xiao Han smiled faintly and didn't say anything, although this painting made him feel excited, but to be exact, it was just what was hidden in the painting, not the painting itself.

At this time, the old man beckoned to Xiao Han again, and beckoned: "Come, little brother, come and take a look, this master is worthy of being a master, you look at this line, this use of ink, it is indeed the pinnacle." ”

Xiao Han glanced at the landscape figures on the painting a few times, then looked at the material of the painting, smiled faintly, just shook his head, and did not speak.

didn't get Xiao Han's response, it didn't affect the old man's interest, and after admiring it for a long time, he reluctantly watched the girl put away the painting and put it up.

After the girl held the brocade box in her arms again, the old man looked away in amazement and talked to Xiao Hanpan: "Little brother, haven't asked your surname yet?"

Xiao Han smiled: "The old gentleman is polite, don't let my surname be Xiao, Xiao Han." ”

"It turned out to be Xiao Xiaoyou, and I was fortunate to meet him. ”

The old man hugged his fists and said politely: "The old man's surname is Tang." ”

"Donald. ”

"Xiao Xiaoyou, are you a native of Haicheng?"

Donald said tentatively: "I see that although you are disabled, you have a momentum on your body, I think you should be the queen of a famous family?"

Xiao Han smiled: "Donald, you have won the award, I did grow up in Haicheng since I was a child, but I am not a famous family, just an ordinary family." ”

The two chatted casually, and the car arrived at the garden community.

After getting out of the car, Xiao Han turned around again and said, "Old Tang, thank you for sending me back."

As we leave, a word of caution is that some things may seem real, but they may not be real. ”

After that, Xiao Han closed the car door and limped into the gate of the community.

"Grandpa, what does he mean?"

When the car got back on the road, Tang Youyou, who was holding the brocade box, couldn't sit still, and said indignantly: "I kindly sent him back, but he was not grateful at all, and he said such a clueless sentence before leaving."

And something that looks like the real thing, what do you mean?"

Since Xiao Han left, Donald has been frowning, not knowing what he is thinking.

At this time, hearing Tang Youyou's words, Tang Lao said: "This Xiao Han is indeed not simple.

Yoyo, think about it, when we passed by just now, we saw him doing something to someone from a distance.

Although the other party is just a few small ruffians who are not in the stream, Xiao Han's moves are natural, they seem to be slow and fast, and they can't be seen through at all. ”

Tang Youyou said: "If it weren't for this, grandpa, you wouldn't have made a special trip to wait for him."

I just wondered what he meant by that sentence before leaving?"

Donald said: "He meant something, I'm afraid he was talking about the painting you were holding." ”

"How is that possible?"

Tang Youyou shouted: "Grandpa, let's not talk about how much money this painting cost or how much effort it took to find it, just that before you bought it, you also invited two experts from the Provincial Museum to help identify it."

Including you, grandpa, everyone says that this painting is genuine, how can it be fake?"

Waving his hand, Tang Lao said: "Li Cheng's words are rarely handed down, although this "Autumn Mountain Quiet Fishing Map" is recorded in ancient books, but no one has ever seen what it looks like, I and your Grandpa Huang and Grandpa Liu, they are only judged according to the technique, age, etc.

Yoyo, when no one dares to say that there is no eye-catching thing, I think, since this Xiao Han said that it is fake, there must be a reason for him.

If you have a chance, invite him to sit at home and see what he has to say?"

"Grandpa, do you really believe it?"

Tang Youyou said dissatisfiedly: "I think he is purely pretending to be a ghost and fooling people." ”

"Do not believe it, and do not disbelieve it. ”

Tang Lao said: "Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now.

Yoyo, didn't he enter the construction site just now, you can ask someone to see whose project it is.

We need to understand the details of this Xiao Han. ”。

"Okay. ”

Tang Youyou replied with a huff and sat there with a pout.