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"Could it be a leak, a shocking leak?!"

Cheng Ming settled his mind and hurriedly looked at the inscription on the picture scroll: Xinmao New Year...... Wang Maha, followed by a seal of the style of the square seal, there are three collection seals next to it.

Seeing this inscription, Cheng Ming's eyes were about to protrude, who is this Wang Majie? Wang Wei, Wang Youcheng, a famous poet and painter in the early Tang Dynasty.

Everyone in the world knows that Wang Majie is good at poetry and books, but they don't know that he is better at painting, just because Wang Wei's hand-me-down paintings are pitiful, even if the Tang Museum carefully collects them, there are only three hand-me-down paintings now.

Despite this, Wang Wei's achievements in calligraphy and painting are still world-remarkable. Because he has a profound artistic accomplishment, a love for nature and a long-term experience of mountain and forest life, he has a keen, unique and nuanced feeling for natural beauty, so his landscapes are particularly full of charm, often slightly rendered, and the expression xiàn out of a deep and far-reaching artistic conception, intriguing.

The style of ink painting thus developed influenced almost the entire history of the development of Chinese landscape painting after the Middle and Tang Dynasty. To say the least, the literati paintings, which occupy the mainstream of Tang landscape painting, have all accepted Wang Wei's influence. The praise of later generations that "there are paintings in poems, and poems in paintings" has established Wang Wei's position in the history of Chinese painting.

Finding that the painting in front of him might be Wang Wei's real handiwork, Cheng Ming was a little excited, but fortunately, he immediately remembered that there was a young man behind him who was paying attention to him, and hurriedly tried to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Quietly turned his head to look at the young man, and found that the other party was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, Cheng Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to carefully observe the authenticity of the painting, the shopkeeper walked in from outside the door, so he could only put the painting away again as if nothing happened.

As soon as the shopkeeper came in, he walked up to Cheng Ming and apologized repeatedly: "I'm really sorry, just now my friend had an important thing for me to identify, and it was delayed for a while, please Haihan!"

Cheng Ming smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, anyway, I don't have much time, just let me enjoy these paintings." ”

The shopkeeper looked at the scroll in Cheng Ming's hand, and said with a smile: "Are you interested in these paintings, I can sell you a few at a cheaper." ”

If you want to fall asleep, someone sent a pillow, Cheng Ming laughed wildly in his heart, and finally didn't let himself laugh out loud, he said with a normal expression: "Seriously, I really want to buy a few back as a reference, but I don't know the price?"

"Five hundred paintings, although these are prints, but the quality is really good. ”

Cheng Ming felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and wanted to agree, but it was too abrupt to do so, so he said: "Five hundred paintings are too expensive, I will pay one thousand and get three paintings, and if I can, I will sell the deal." ”

"Okay. The shopkeeper didn't think much about it, so he smiled and agreed.

Next, the two paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, although Cheng Ming made a thousand yuan less, but he got a work that was highly suspected of Wang Wei's authenticity, and even if it was not Wang Wei's handwriting, in terms of that painting skill, the author must be a famous artist, anyway, he would not suffer anyway.

After saying goodbye to the shopkeeper, Cheng Ming took the three scrolls and was about to leave, when suddenly an old man in his seventies ran panting towards the place where the scrolls were placed, opened the scrolls and looked at them.

"No...... This isn't ...... That's not right......

As soon as he saw the old man's posture, Cheng Ming felt that something was wrong, so in order to avoid trouble, he hurriedly walked out of the door.

"Xiao Lu, what about painting! Why is that snowy landscape picture gone?"

The shopkeeper was stunned when he saw the old man running in, but he didn't dare to shout in front of the old man, until the old man opened his mouth to ask himself, he said in surprise: "What snow landscape map? Xu Lao, aren't these all prints? Could it be that there are some rare treasures hidden in it?"

The old man's eyes widened angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you, did anyone buy the painting just now!"

"Just now the young man bought three. ”

"Quick, help me stop him. The old man roared hurriedly, and when he had finished speaking, he ran out of the door.

"Old Xu, you're going the other way!" Seeing that the old man had chosen the opposite direction, the shopkeeper hurriedly reminded him, and then shouted to the young man beside him: "You pig brain, why are you still stunned, go chase it!"

"Oh......"

Because there are still a lot of people in the market, Cheng Ming doesn't dare to go too fast, especially the precious cultural relics that can be seen everywhere in the antique market, in case he walks too fast and bumps into someone else, and that person has a priceless antique in his hand, it will be miserable.

In this way, one didn't dare to be too fast, and the other tried to chase after him, and after a while, the young man caught up with Cheng Ming.

"Brother, wait a minute!"

Cheng Ming heard the shouts behind him, and sighed in his heart: "Yes, trouble is coming!"

The young man's speed was very fast, and he flashed and arrived in front of Cheng Ming, panting in his mouth, and said:

"Brother, please wait a minute, Xu Lao has something to look for you. ”

Cheng Ming frowned: "Who is Old Xu?

When the young man heard Cheng Ming's words, he was suddenly stunned, and then he said in disbelief: "Xu Yingshan Xu Lao, you don't know him?"

Xu Yingshan Chengming has indeed heard of it, he is a big name in the antique industry, and has a high prestige in the industry, but for Cheng Ming, he entered the antique industry for the convenience of finding spiritual treasures and making money.

And Cheng Ming felt that Xu Yingshan was looking for him for the painting in his hand, if this was really a genuine painting of Wang Wei, it would be priceless, and Xu Yingshan would definitely bring him trouble when he looked for him, which was what he hated the most now. Besides, he is still easy to look at, and if he is seen through by others, it is likely to bring danger to him.

In this case, Cheng Ming's tone will certainly not be good: "Why should I know him?"

When the young man heard this, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, yes, why did the other party know Xu Lao? But Xu Lao is a big name in the antique industry, isn't it normal to want to know him? Besides, if Xu Lao appreciates and recommends it to his peers, doesn't this mean that he has rich contacts in the industry? Could it be that this person in front of him doesn't even dare to be interested in this?

Just when the young man was confused, Xu Yingshan also chased after him with sweat, he grabbed Cheng Ming's arm, and said breathlessly: "Young man, I know you have any concerns, let's go over there and talk alone." ”

Because of all kinds of concerns, Cheng Ming was a little nervous in his heart, and the moment Xu Yingshan grabbed his arm, his muscles tightened instantly, and he was almost ready to do it, but fortunately, he reacted instantly, the other party was just a short old man in his 70s, so he relaxed, followed the other party's meaning, and walked to a teahouse.

At this time, the young man also wanted to follow, but Xu Yingshan turned around and said, "Xiao Lu, thank you, but it's inconvenient for us to be present here, so you can go back first." ”

Seeing Xu Yingshan say this, the young man could only nod and say, "Oh, okay." ”

After Xu Yingshan pulled Cheng Ming away, someone next to him hurriedly asked the young man, "Quan Jin, what were you chasing that young man with Xu Lao just now?"

Although Lu Quanjin's previous appearance was indeed a little stupid, he was just hot-headed at the time, but he was not really stupid, and he still knew some taboos in the antique shop. For example, now, if he tells the truth, doesn't it mean that he is publicizing the fact that his uncle may be gone?

And that's something that even Xu Yingshan attaches so much importance to, if he says it, the uncle's reputation will be ruined, and he will definitely not be able to do this kind of thing that relatives and enemies are happy.

So, he scratched his head and walked back with a smirk: "Just now my uncle asked me to chase me, I really don't know much about this." ”

Everyone will definitely not believe Lu Quanjin's statement, but Lu Quanjin doesn't say it, everyone can't force him, but no matter what, that young man must have some treasure in his hand, and if he can make Xu Yingshan care so much, it is likely to be a priceless treasure, so many people began to think about it.

Lu Quanjin hurriedly returned to the antique shop, and the shopkeeper asked, "Xiaojin, have you caught up with that young man?"

Lu Quanjin replied truthfully: "I caught up, and I have been dragged into the Yunyi Teahouse by Xu Lao, I also wanted to follow to see it, but Xu Lao didn't agree, so I came back." ”

The shopkeeper frowned, and then asked, "Is there anyone next to you who asks you what's going on?"

Someone asked. ”

"Then you don't tell the truth, do you?" asked the shopkeeper nervously.

Lu Quanjin smiled: "I'm not really stupid, of course I told them that I don't know." ”

"You've got a bit of a brain. The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned tightly: "Hey, I don't know what Elder Xu is looking for." ”

At this time, he was undoubtedly very depressed in his heart, and like everyone else, he also thought that the things that could make Xu Yingshan so nervous were definitely not ordinary things, and when he thought of a treasure and he missed it, he had the urge to vomit blood.

At this time, Lu Quanjin said a little strangely: "Uncle, I've also seen those paintings, aren't they all some printed materials, how can there be any treasures in them? It can't be that Xu Lao is mistaken?"

"Smack!"

"Oh, uncle, why are you beating me!"

As soon as Lu Quanjin's words fell, the shopkeeper pointed to the back of his head and scolded angrily: "Little rabbit cub, even your two knives dare to question Xu Lao? People have walked more bridges than you have walked, will you not recognize the difference between printed and genuine products? Besides, you dare to guarantee that you have carefully read every painting?"

"No, you can't. Lu Quanjin shook his head, and then muttered, "Aren't you similar to me?" ”

The shopkeeper glared back, and then sighed: "Yes, if I can be more careful, I won't miss out on the treasure." Remember, learn a little bit in the future, and in a moment, that young man just now may make more money than you have earned in your lifetime!"

Lu Quanjin nodded again and again in understanding.