"Welcome!"

As soon as I entered the door, there were two delicate and beautiful girls about twenty years old, dressed in uniform, standing on the left and right of the gate, bowing down to greet them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm ...... It's such an exaggeration, it's just an antique shop, and it's not a star-rated hotel nightclub or something, is it appropriate to engage in this kind of routine?"

Liu Yufeng was a little stunned, almost thinking that he had come to the wrong place.

In other antique shops, customers are usually entertained by buddies when they enter the door.

And no matter the guy is in charge, most of the clothes are simple and rigorous, and the antique storefront is very matched, giving people a remote and simple taste, in line with the identity of the antique shop.

But when I arrived at this treasure building, I suddenly changed to two girls in uniform to receive guests, from simple to trendy in an instant, this style of painting changed too quickly, no wonder Liu Yufeng was a little stunned for a while.

Looking up and looking inside, there was a dazzling array of all kinds of antiques, and the antique atmosphere came to his face, and Liu Yufeng was sure that he had not gone to the wrong place.

"This owner's means are very clever, this means of greeting customers, it seems to be inconsistent with the identity of the antique shop, but it has changed the same way of hospitality in other antique shops, which is refreshing, and I can't help but be interested in this antique shop. ”

Liu Yufeng walked into the store and thought: "If the guests are interested, the business of the antique shop will naturally be easy to do, this treasure building is really not simple, and I don't know who the owner is?"

At this time, there are many customers in the treasure building, either haggling with their buddies for an antique, or wandering alone to admire the antiques on the shelves.

Of course, the most lively thing is the crowd in a corner.

In the middle of the crowd, there were fierce arguments from time to time.

"If you want me to say, this is a picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty! Look at this style, this ink, this paper, and the seal inscription, which one does not clearly show the true origin of this painting?"

"No, you're not right! Fat Zhou, although your appreciation ability is good, but on this painting, I can be sure that you are eye-catching. You see, the front of this painting is yellowed, but the back is white, and it's obviously old! It's a fake!"

"...... The back is white, maybe it was damaged in the process of being handed down, and a skilled craftsman has repaired the painting. We can't just look at the paper, but look at it all. If you look at the content of the painting, there are more than 100 birds, all of which are different in color and expression, but they are all vivid, as if they jumped out of the paper. If you look at it again, this phoenix in the center has delicate feathers and a majestic demeanor, which naturally reveals the arrogance and holiness of the emperor among birds! This kind of bird-painting stunt can only be done by Song Huizong alone in history! So this must be a genuine painting!"

"I still don't approve ......"

“......”

Liu Yufeng walked into the store without attracting anyone's attention.

He turned around, and was about to use Big Brother to identify the best treasures, but when he heard the argument in the middle of the crowd, he suddenly became curious, so he temporarily stopped the appraisal and squeezed into the middle of the crowd.

Although this corner is full of people, how can Liu Yufeng be stopped?

As soon as the dark energy came out, Liu Yufeng suddenly squeezed into the middle position.

After gaining a firm foothold, Liu Yufeng fixed his eyes and saw that in the middle of the crowd, there was a long desk.

On the tabletop, there is an ancient painting tiled.

There were two people sitting on either side of the table, pointing to the old paintings, foaming at the mouth and arguing.

"Huh, Zhou Da Fatty?"

Liu Yufeng saw at a glance that one of them was very familiar.

This person has a round head and a round body, at first glance it looks like a gourd, look carefully, isn't it the pottery altar that concealed the cultivation inheritance in Rong Bao Zhai last week, and transferred it to Liu Yufeng's Zhou Da fat man?

"Why is he here? By the way...... Treasure Building, Zhou Da Fat Man!"

Liu Yufeng patted his head, and finally understood why he felt familiar with the name Zhenpinlou.

It turned out that last week, after Liu Yufeng bought the pottery altar of Zhou Da Fat Man for 1 million, Zhou Da Fat Man handed him a business card.

The business card has the identity information of Zhou Da Fat.

And this treasure building is the antique shop opened by Zhou Da Fatzi.

It's just that Liu Yufeng was in a hurry to go back to crack the secret of the pottery altar at that time, and swept the information on the business card and didn't take it to heart, only a vague general impression.

Therefore, when he saw the signboard of the treasure building, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It wasn't until now, when he saw Zhou Da's fat man, that Liu Yufeng suddenly remembered.

Now that he knows that Zhou Da Fat is the owner of this treasure building, Liu Yufeng doesn't feel strange that he is here.

And the person who was arguing with Zhou Da Fat was a gray-haired old man.

Liu Yufeng looked at it and didn't know it.

The two of them were arguing fiercely with blushing faces and thick necks, arguing endlessly about whether the ancient paintings on the desk were genuine or fake, and their attention was all focused on the ancient paintings, so Zhou Da Fat had not yet discovered Liu Yufeng's arrival.

"Song Huizong's Hundred Birds and Phoenix!"

Liu Yufeng heard the origin of the ancient painting from the words of the debate between the two, so he lowered his head and looked carefully at the content of the ancient painting.

The ancient painting is three feet long and two feet wide, which is considered a medium length in ink painting.

However, this small painting is full of all kinds of birds.

At a cursory glance, there are hundreds of them.

So many birds, crammed into a small two- or three-square-foot painting, don't look abrupt at all.

Each bird is vivid, as if it is alive, and even the feathers on its body are clearly visible, which shows the meticulousness of the painting.

These more than 100 birds, with different expressions, are either playing, or chirping, or standing proudly on the branches, or flying in the sky.

But without exception, there are so many birds, all eyes fixed on the middle part of the painting.

And in the middle of this, there is a beautiful phoenix!

"It's so realistic, it's as if the phoenix and a hundred birds in it can fly out of the painting!"

Liu Yufeng doesn't know painting skills, but even if he is a layman, he can see that this picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix is too exquisitely painted, and it is impossible to have such painting skills if he is not a generation of painters.

"Probably only Song Huizong can draw this picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix!"

Liu Yufeng thought about the life of Song Huizong in history and recognized the identification of Zhou Da Fat.

Huizong of the Song Dynasty, the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty, was politically incompetent and eventually tortured to death after being captured by the Jin soldiers.

But in terms of artistic achievements, Song Huizong is a rare genius among the emperors of all dynasties.

He created a calligraphy font, which was called "thin gold body" by later generations, and was sought after by countless literati.

In terms of painting, Song Huizong's flower and bird paintings are also unique in the world.

Later generations did not have a high opinion of him politically, but no one doubted his artistic achievements.

"Old man Fu, there is so much evidence, can't it be proved that this picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix is the authentic work of Song Huizong?"

Just when Liu Yufeng looked down at the ancient paintings on the desk, the voice of Zhou Da's fat man came from his ears.