Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 108
Li Dingan rolled his eyes.

Half of the people didn't know each other, but the remaining half... He Anbang, Lu Benzhi, and even Chen Jingshu were all winking at him?

I get it, the old man has a lot of background, maybe he is some kind of big leader.

So, be nice and don't make troubles...

Of course he understood these hints, but he still couldn't hold back his words: "Hi old man, what's the problem?"

The crowd fell.

Sure enough, Li Ding'an is still which Li Ding'an: I don't care who you are?
In the same way, the old man was also asked.

Since I am not Su Fubi's person, I really don't seem to know where this painting is.

But this young man is quite interesting, not at all stage frightened...

The old man smiled: "It looks like an old friend's work, so I was curious for a while... I wonder if you can let me take a look?"

An old friend?

It must not be Zhang Daqian, if the age is not right, then only Fujiwara Lengshan will be left.

Although like the stars and the moon, the old man's tone was very gentle, and he just took a look.

"can!"

Li Dingan thought for a while and opened the box.

Mr. Qiu was also quick-sighted, quickly pulled a piece of soft cloth and spread it on the booth.

The old man was very serious. He put on glasses first, then gloves, and finally took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.

Peer?

It seems that in all likelihood it has something to do with the other guest Mr. Qiu mentioned, but this aura... is too strong?

Thinking in his heart, Li Ding'an was about to join in, but was pulled by He Anbang.

"What painting is this?"

Li Ding made an installation model: "Fujiwara Lengzan's work!"

He Anbang was stunned.

Fujiwara Lengzan, his works are worthless?

The quality is extremely high, only around 20...

It stands to reason that such things can't arouse Li Ding'an's interest, let alone attract the attention of the old man?
So, there's weirdness?
He Anbang stood on tiptoe and looked inside.Turning back again, staring at Li Ding'an: "Is there something weird?"

Li Ding'an thought for a while: "No, just Fujiwara Rengzan's painting!"

It's not that I can't tell He Anbang, but the occasion is wrong...

"Haha?" He Anbang clearly didn't believe it, squinting his eyes, "Where did you say it came from?"

Li Dingan had a toothache.

Mr. Qiu is right next to him, so it's useless to lie?

He sighed: "I picked... well, that one!"

That one, which one could it be?
Of course it was the one that Logan promised to gift him...

"I……"

He Anbang stared, and almost cursed out something.

Lu Benzhi, including several librarians, Guan Dehai, etc., also looked surprised.

They are all insiders, of course they know the ins and outs.

The problem is, what was agreed was "choose whatever you want with a starting price of less than one million yuan", but Li Ding'an was lucky, the thing he picked was only one hundred thousand yuan, and it was still a failed auction?

Is he short-sighted?

Are you kidding me... the people present together probably don't have as many hearts as he does.

So, there must be oddities...

The rest of the people didn't know Li Ding'an, so they couldn't help being curious: just one painting, or the painting of Fujiwara Lengzan, is only worth three to five to eighty thousand yuan, so what is the use?

But after a while, they realized how shallow their eyelids are...

After finally getting rid of He Anbang, Li Dingan moved closer to Chen Jingshu again: "What's going on!"

"Teacher Xiang said that his students saw a piece of work in the exhibition hall of unsolicited auctions. It is suspected to be a famous work, so I want to ask you to come and see it..."

Li Ding'an paused slightly, then secretly sighed: Is this favor getting more and more owed?
When there are good things, she immediately thinks that she is only second.The point is, if it wasn't for Chen Jingshu's reminder, I really wouldn't necessarily choose this painting: after all, it was a pass-in auction, so wouldn't it be easy to win 10 yuan in the second auction?
And then... what else?
With this current driving position, if you dare to ask Qiu whether he can stand up to it.Therefore, it is impossible to stay until the second beat...

He was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and looked: there was a middle-aged man standing beside the old man, with a respectful attitude and step-by-step, he seemed to be his student.

It can also be seen from this that he should be the "guest who came to see the painting in the morning" in Mr. Qiu's mouth...It's also true that he was a few minutes early...

Li Ding'an secretly sighed: "Why are there so many people here?"

"Originally it was just me and Mr. Xiang, but when we left the exhibition hall, we ran into He Guan and Lu Yuan, and then bumped into other people..."

Tsk tsk, this appeal?
"That teacher is..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone.

The old man straightened up, took off his gloves, and said with a smile on his face, "Just a retired old man!"

Hey, are those ears pointed enough?
Chen Jingshu quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiang, he is Li Ding'an, I told you before..."

Li Dingan... Li Anzhi?

The young man who is several floors higher than Guan Dehai?

The old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at him several times with deep meaning, which made Li Ding'an puzzled.

If Chen Jingshu hadn't called "Teacher", he would have thought it was her father...

The old man smiled, and then pointed to the painting: "I have good eyesight, and I didn't read wrongly: the artist is fine, there is no problem with the writing, hooking, coloring, and blanking, the writing is fine, and the money is fine... Including these two seals, I can also find the source..."

I just thought I was talking about myself. Every time the old man said something, the middle-aged man next to him would nod his head, and there was still joy in his eyes: In fact, he didn't see so much at all...

But after lighting it up, he found something was wrong.

That young man is actually nodding along?

I nodded because I understand, and because this is my teacher, why are you nodding indiscriminately?

Li Ding'an didn't see it, and he didn't pay attention to it if he saw it.

Hearing that the old man stopped, Li Ding'an subconsciously asked again: "Teacher Xiang, what else?"

Are you welcome?
The old man smiled, and raised his chin again: "When he paints, he first reserves the payment, then inscribes the postscript, and finally writes the chapter...the latter two are present in this painting, but only the payment is missing."

After a short pause, the old man frowned again: "So I was thinking, is he hiding somewhere?"

Ouch……

Li Ding'an was so excited, his admiration was like the water of the Yangtze River, erupting endlessly.

How many minutes have you watched?
A master is indeed a master...

It can also be seen from this that the mystery mentioned by the system is Zhang Daqian's money, which is also his name.

The question is, where is he hiding?

This is not the "painting made of Chinese characters" on the Internet, nor is it like an oil painting, where a few letters can be hidden in any corner.

Is it fine brushwork or light color, but any expert can tell where the first stroke of the painting falls, let alone the name?

But since the old man said yes, then there must be...

Li Dingan stared and searched carefully, and a middle-aged man's voice came from his ear.

"Then... teacher, what do you see?"

"You can figure it out... well, it's just an experience!"

The old man replied and sat down with a smile on his face.

I don't know why, but the middle-aged man always feels that the teacher is smiling... seems to have some malicious intentions?

(End of this chapter)