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Text Chapter 52 A very powerful young man

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    "Well, you guessed it right." Shui Yingying put the box on the table and praised, "But I have to test you next." "Yingying, don't be so insignificant!" The middle-aged man next to her said.  Seeing this, he yelled.  However, as soon as he spoke, Mr. Shui immediately became unhappy, "Don't yell at my precious granddaughter. You are usually so busy that you don't have time to accompany me. Only my precious granddaughter can make me happy. You want to deprive me of even this little happiness."  Are you ready?" As soon as Mr. Shui spoke, the middle-aged man lost his temper.  Shui Yingying understood her grandfather¡¯s temper and was very good at coquettishness and pampering, so she stuck out her tongue at the middle-aged man.  Then, he continued to look at the old man with a smile, "Do you think this painting is genuine or a fake?" "Haha, old man, it's my seventieth birthday. Could it be that, my good granddaughter, you will use a fake to fool me?" Shui  The old man smiled.  Although he said this, he picked up the scroll very seriously and opened it.  "Chen Ruzhanga young literati in the Qing Dynasty, his writing skills and painting skills were average, and his reputation was not very good. If it weren't for Zheng Banqiao, he wouldn't even have left his name in historyHis works are nothing good! My good granddaughter, don't care  Whether it¡¯s true or not, this painting isn¡¯t worth much, so you¡¯re just fooling grandpa like this?¡± Mr. Shui glanced at the seal and inscription and started nagging.  ¡°You can say whatever you can think of, which shows that the relationship between their grandfather and granddaughter is very good.  "Huh? That's not right! Chen Ruzhang studied under Zheng Banqiao and is best at painting bamboo. His bamboo still has some charm. Such large-scale and large-background landscapes are not his specialty. This landscape painting has a very high brushwork.  It¡¯s not what Chen Ruzhang¡¯s painting skills can achieve!¡± Mr. Shui frowned.  Shui Yingying secretly admired this comment. The old man really loved cultural relics and had been immersed in this art for more than 20 years. He could see it very well with just one glance.  "However, the old man didn't tell the key to the problem. She just smiled and said nothing, obviously waiting for the old man to continue to comment.  The old man stretched out his hand, and someone immediately handed him a magnifying glass.  Apparently he knew the old man¡¯s hobbies and had prepared them in advance.  The old man looked at the painting carefully from top to bottom.  Then, he straightened up, raised his position, and looked down at the calligraphy and painting.  "This style of painting looks familiar to me!" The old man frowned, obviously entering a serious thinking mode, and stretched out his hand to wave to an old man on the table next to him, "Lao Qi, come and take a look too."  Above, the old man surnamed Qi was chatting with someone at the table. Hearing this, he came over, holding a cane in his hand.  If Lin Qiufeng were here, he would definitely know this old man.  This old man was exactly the same old man Lin Qiufeng met last time when he bought a mid-Kangxi black lacquer round box inlaid with mother-of-pearl and butterfly patterns.  At that time, the old man admired Lin Qiufeng very much because he had the discernment to pick up small leaks at a young age.  "Oh? What treasure did your granddaughter find for you?" The old man surnamed Qi looked very familiar with Mr. Shui.  "Chen Ruzhang? Hahaha Old Man Shui, your granddaughter is obviously scorning you! For your seventieth birthday, I will give you a pair of Chen Ruzhang's things." The old man surnamed Qi smiled.  "Hmph! Fortunately, Grandpa Qi is still known as the leader in the antique world. I think it's nothing more than that." Shui Yingying curled her lips.  She is usually used to this appearance of neither big nor small.  The two old men didn't feel dissatisfied, but felt very comfortable and happy.  "Oh? So, there is another mystery in this painting?" The old man surnamed Qi said as he came closer and looked at the painting carefully.  "Hehe, not only is there another mystery, it is simply a big mystery! I might as well tell you that I bought this painting with a friend. When he bought it, he spent more than 10,000 yuan. He said  , This is a big mistake." Seeing that the two old men were very serious and couldn't tell the key to the problem, Shui Yingying looked proud, and she felt a little proud of Lin Qiufeng in her heart.  Now she said there was something wrong with the painting, and the two old men couldn't figure it out for so long.  But Lin Qiufeng, among so many antiques in the antique market, was able to pick up this painting as if it were missing Which one is higher and which one is lower can be seen at a glance.  "More than 10,000 yuan, you picked up a big leak?" The old man surnamed Qi raised his eyebrows.  "No matter how expensive Chen Ruzhang's things are, they can't be much more expensive, right? One hundred thousand is a lot of money That's not a big deal!" The old man surnamed Qi muttered.  Different identities naturally lead to different experiences.  In their eyes, one hundred thousand dollars is nothing.  "So, this is not Chen Ruzhang's stuff. Looking at the painting style, it really doesn't look like Chen Ruzhang's. The writing power is better than Chen Ruzhang's."?More than one chip.  "Mr. Shui said. This sentence reminded the old man surnamed Qi, "That's right!  This may not belong to Chen Ruzhang" As he said that, he looked carefully at the title and postscript. He took the magnifying glass from Mr. Shui's hand and examined it carefully. Then, he raised the painting and took a flashlight to shine a light on it. "  Then he looked up and saw Old Man Shui looking at him with a smile. "Well, Old Man Shui, it seems that you have noticed it a long time ago!  "The old man surnamed Qi put the magnifying glass aside. "Haha, not bad!  I think I can tell, but I'm not sure.  Moreover, if the inscription was tampered with, whose painting should it belong to?  This style of painting looks familiar, but I can't remember it for a moment.  Mr. Shui smiled at first, then frowned when he looked at the painting. "If you know whose painting it is, then you can identify it. Although it is difficult, there will always be a direction."  I don¡¯t even know who it belongs to, so it¡¯s too difficult to see it in plain sight.  I think the only way to find out is to remove the fake name covering it and reveal the true face underneath.  "The old man surnamed Qi said. "Why, even you, Qitou, can't tell who this belongs to?  Mr. Shui asked back. "Looking at the painting style, it looks a bit like Cha Shibiao."  I have two pairs of works by Cha Shibiao at home, and I have made some guesses However, I still need to scratch them to verify them.  "The old man surnamed Qi spoke very carefully and was obviously a very rigorous person. "Bingo!  " As soon as the old man surnamed Qi finished speaking, Shui Yingying next to him snapped his fingers, "Congratulations to the two old men, you got the answer right.  This painting, titled and signed by Chen Ruzhang, actually belongs to Zha Shibiao.  That's what my friend said.  "    "sharp!  The old man surnamed Qi couldn't help but extend his thumb, "This painting is well hidden. Most people only think about the strength of the pen. It can't be done by fraud."  But they won't consider that this power has exceeded Chen Ruzhang's level We two old guys only saw it after your reminder.  That friend of yours can pick up the slackthat's amazing!  I don¡¯t know, what is your friend¡¯s name?  We are all from the antiques industry, so maybe we know each other.  " "You can't possibly know each other.  He is not from your circle, he is my classmate.  Shui Yingying said. "Classmate?"  Doesn't that mean that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old?  "The old man surnamed Qi was startled, but a figure flashed in his head. Shuncheng is not big, and a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old can have such a high ability to appreciate cultural relics. There are definitely not many people who can do this  The person he met in the antique city that day was probably the same person. ¡°Awesome!  It¡¯s really amazing that a seventeen or eighteen year old can have this appreciation ability!  Lao Qi, when you were twenty years old, you probably didn¡¯t have this ability, right?  Mr. Shui asked deliberately. "When I was in the same grade, I was not as good as him."  "The old man surnamed Qi said sincerely, "Girl Yingying, please invite your classmate over later and let's talk together.  I like such talented young people the most.  "    "OK!  Shui Yingying agreed, feeling very happy in her heart, her eyes turning into crescent moons when she smiled. Listening to the two old men with white beards praising Lin Qiufeng, while she was happy, she also felt an inexplicable pride. This,  Even she didn't notice it.
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