Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 382: Teacher's Shock

Wang Qingsong looked at the many things in front of him and looked at Old Chen next to him.

"Where to begin?"

"Mr. Yang has given instructions, Mr. Wang can do whatever he wants. There are registration books here, you can use them as a reference later. Each item has a number on it."

Lao Chen said politely.

Wang Qingsong looked at it and nodded.

He came to a separate glass display case, looked at it and said, "Let's go with this one!"

Hearing this, Lao Chen gestured to the person next to him, and someone took the key to open the thing, and wearing gloves, carefully took the things inside to a table on the side.

Wang Qingsong took a look and followed him.

After the other party brought the things over, he didn't rush to move them.

Instead, he looked at Lao Chen and said, "Mr. Chen, put the list aside. Ask someone to take the next item. I will take a look at it myself."

Old Chen hesitated for a moment: "Don't you need to wait until it's almost done before taking it?"

"No need~"

After that, he held the thing in his hand and asked, "What number is this?"

“This is number 176.”

After Lao Chen finished speaking, he placed the booklet on the table and then arranged for someone to get the things.

Wang Qingsong took a look at it.

This is a blue and white vase in the shape of a gourd.

After looking around at the bottles, he checked the contents on the list.

Ming Xuande, Blue and White Wheel Patterned Gourd Vase with Ribbon Ears
When I see people bringing things, I already have an idea in my mind.

Put the things down: "Okay, you can take it now."

"Is this...is this good?"

Old Chen was surprised.

Wang Qingsong nodded: "Okay, take it!"

He watched the waiter carefully bring a piece of jade carving, and after the other party put it down, he picked it up again.

Took a quick look.

"Mo Yuan" white jade seal from the Southern Song Dynasty.

I thought about this for a while and then let it go.

At this time, the waiter had just taken something away.

Old Chen's face looked a little unhappy. Where did the boss find this person? He is just fooling people!

Take a deep breath.

Without saying anything, he arranged for the remaining few people to go over and deal with it immediately.

Suddenly, things started to get busy inside.

The three people holding things couldn't keep up with the speed at which the others were watching.

Wang Qingsong felt that this was still too slow and a waste of his time. He pointed to a pile of things on the counter and said, "Let me take a look at this first. Just open the display case. I'll come over and take a look later."

After saying that, he came to a glass counter.

There are a lot of small things in here.

There are numbers on them.

Pick up one thing and put it down immediately.

In the meantime, he would occasionally take a pen to write and draw on the booklet, but the amount was very small.

It was very slow at the beginning, but later on I just touched it briefly and read the introduction.

An hour later, Wang Qingsong looked through the hundreds of items in there, big and small.

I already have a rough idea in my mind.

I have to say that this rich man has a lot of collections, half of which are from the Qing Dynasty, and there are also quite a few from the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties.

There are porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, jade, all kinds of things.

You should know that many things here are cultural relics that cannot be traded.

I guess some of them were bought, some were given to me, and some were collected by unclean means.

He can't control this.

It is impossible for any big family to be clean.

Then he looked at Lao Chen: "Okay, you can go up now!"

Old Chen nodded and led his men upstairs.

At this moment, he no longer had any good feelings towards Wang Qingsong. This was too misleading.

But naturally I won’t say anything about what the boss told me to do.

The group came out of the basement and onto the first floor.

At this time, people were toasting each other in the hall.

"Mr. Wang, please wait here."

Lao Chen gave some instructions and then walked towards Lao Yang in the crowd.

……

Old Yang was standing there holding a wine glass and chatting with the crowd with a smile.

Yang Xixi, who was standing next to her father, was no longer as gentle and elegant as before, appearing generous and decent.

"Uncle Chen!"

Seeing Lao Chen coming, Yang Xixi called out softly.

"Miss, I have something to ask the boss!"

The other party nodded.

Old Yang naturally saw the other party, apologized to others, and came to the side with his daughter.

"What's wrong? How much have you seen?"

In his opinion, he should be able to open dozens of pieces, which can be regarded as a reference.

Old Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "I've read it all. Boss, have you been fooled? He looked at things so casually, picking them up, glancing at them, and then putting them down."

Old Yang was surprised for a moment.

But he didn't show any expression, just smiled and nodded: "Okay, I got it! Go and inform Mr. Sun and the others to go to the second floor, I'll go over first."

After saying that, he left with his men.

After everyone left, Yang Xixi hurriedly asked, "Uncle Chen, what happened?"

Hearing this, Lao Chen naturally told the situation.

Yang Xixi glanced in the direction of Wang Qingsong and frowned, "Dad, you're not going to be fooled! That's not the case!"

How can he be an expert when he is so young?
Then he muttered, "Are scammers so good these days?"

"Miss! I'll go inform Mr. Sun and the others first."

"Okay, go ahead!"

Seeing this, Old Chen turned around and walked away.

……

Wang Qingsong stood there and waited for a while. At this moment, he seemed out of place with the people in the hall. After all, they were not from the same class yet.

"Little brother, have you finished reading it so quickly?"

"Well, I've finished reading it. I've marked the problematic ones in the booklet. You can ask someone to take a look at it later. Of course, my opinions can only be used as a reference."

Old Yang's mouth twitched when he heard this.

I have basically asked someone to look at these things.

Of course, due to the large number, it is impossible to find particularly good experts in each one, but they are all pretty good.

Didn't expect there to still be a problem?

Then he smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's go up first."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked upstairs.

"dad!"

While I was thinking, Yang Xixi walked over from not far away.

He came closer, took a look at Wang Qingsong, and said with a proud smile: "Dad, is this your friend?"

Old Yang nodded and introduced, "Yes, my daughter Yang Xixi. Wang Qingsong."

There is no need to introduce too much.

After all, the two of them had little in common.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Okay, go play with Qianqian and the others. Your uncle Sun and I have things to do."

After saying that, he gestured to Wang Qingsong and hurried upstairs.

Wang Qingsong naturally followed.

"Xixi, what are you doing? Dad and Uncle Sun are gone. Do you want to go play in the back or go swimming?"

While I was thinking, a young man in his twenties came towards me from a distance, holding a glass of wine.

There were a few young men following him.

They all look handsome.

"Brother, Dad might have been cheated."

Yang Xixi said this mysteriously and gave a general idea of ​​the situation.

"How is it possible? Uncle Yang is so smart, how could he be fooled by a young boy?"

A young man said with a smile.

Others were there to chime in.

Seeing this, Yang Xixi said, "Brother, why don't you go and take a look!"

The man immediately shook his head upon hearing this: "You want to kill me! Dad and uncle are talking about serious matters, I won't go, let's go swimming at Yucai."

"Hey! What's the point of being here? Let's go somewhere else!"

"It's your turn. I don't dare run away!"

Several people left there chatting and laughing.

Yang Xixi was left standing there alone, looking upstairs with curiosity.

But in the end I didn't go up.

……

Wang Qingsong followed the other party upstairs and returned to the previous meeting room.

"Wait a minute, I'll get something."

After saying that, he went to the safe next to him and took out five boxes.

By the time he took it over, the people outside had already returned.

"so fast!"

Sun Peng came in and said with a smile.

To be honest, if it weren't for giving face to Lao Yang, they really didn't want to come. Given their status, it would be easy to find experts.

Old Yang nodded and held up a box and said, "Take your own. One by one!"

He casually took out a scroll and spread it out.

The others were naturally there watching.

Wang Qingsong looked at the thing. It was an ink landscape painting.

The majestic mountains and rivers, and the blank spaces are inscribed with many poems, which do not seem to be from the same dynasty. After Lao Yang finished unfolding it, he looked at Wang Qingsong and said, "It's done. Do you want any tools?"

What I mean is naturally about the magnifying glass or something.

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "No, I'll just take a look!"

While talking, he asked for the restroom, washed his hands, and returned to the room. He gently tapped the scroll, and touched the edge and back of the painting.

This made everyone frown.

There is grease on human hands, and once something touches something, it may damage it.

But Wang Qingsong didn't touch it for too long.

Then he looked up and said, "It's from the Song Dynasty. Right?"

Old Yang smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Fan Kuan, also known as Zhongzheng, with the courtesy name Zhongli, is a master painter of the Song Dynasty. Fan Kuan, Dong Yuan, and Li Cheng are collectively known as the "Three Great Masters of the Northern Song Dynasty." This is his "Flat Forest and Clear Sky Scroll."

Now he felt much more at ease.

Others sneered when they saw this.

There are seals on the scrolls, so it's not surprising that I can understand them.

I suddenly lost interest in Wang Qingsong and there was nothing to talk about.

Lao Yang put away the things and said to Sun Peng, "Okay, what about yours? Take it out."

Sun Peng shook his head, thinking that he had lost to such a person.

Open your own painting.

But he only opened a corner, and he rolled his eyes and smiled, "Can you just look at this. You can tell."

Signaled to Wang Qingsong that he could watch.

Wang Qingsong looked at the other party and knew that this was a difficulty and also a test.

Still following the previous method, after checking, he pointed to a scroll and said, "It's from around the Sui and Tang Dynasties! But this scroll is from the Song Dynasty."

Hearing this, Sun Peng was surprised.

Although the framing of a painting is also very important, it is almost negligible compared to the painting itself.

He had asked quite a few people to look at this painting.

Only a very few people mentioned that the scroll was not original.

He clapped his hands gently and said, "Great! This is Yan Liben's "Eighteen Scholars". He was born in the Sui Dynasty and served as prime minister in the Tang Dynasty."

Then he unfolded all the things and said with a smile, "It seems that there should be no problem with this thing."

Others were also curious.

None of them had seen this painting, unless Sun Peng told him in advance. But knowing what happened before, no one thought Sun Peng would tell him in advance.

This is really interesting!

Wang Qingsong smiled when he heard this: "What I said may not be true."

After a few polite words, he looked at the third picture.

Only then did he know the third person's surname, Wang.

There is naturally no problem with this painting, although it is not a painting from the Tang or Song Dynasty, but from the Ming Dynasty.

But after listening to the other party's explanation, he is also a master of calligraphy and painting.

沈周
He is known as one of the "Four Masters of Wumen" along with Wen Zhengming, Tang Yin and Qiu Ying.

The fourth one is also an incredible painting.

After looking at the four paintings, Wang Qingsong couldn't help but sigh that people with good families are incredible.

These paintings were allowed to be displayed in museums in the 1960s, but were not allowed to be sold in antique shops.

As for modern ones, such as Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian and so on, there is not a single one.

Who is this for?
In doubt, I checked the fifth one.

When this is over he can leave.

But as soon as he touched the thing, he frowned.

Without saying a word, he finished looking at the entire painting, then looked at the few people, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Brother, tell me! What's the matter?"

At this moment, the person holding the painting felt a little uneasy. This expression was not right!
Wang Qingsong looked at the others and said, "Well, what I said may not be accurate... This painting should be from the late Republic of China, or even... after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"impossible!!"

Hearing this, the person holding the painting frowned.

"Hey, Lao Kang, don't get excited!"

Old Yang said with a smile.

Then he looked at Wang Qingsong: "Are you sure?"

Wang Qingsong naturally nodded: "I feel so, but we can ask someone to take a look! Whose painting is this?"

Several people looked over when they heard this.

Although the people here are not experts, they have all studied it before.

Naturally someone recognized it.

"Zhao Mengfu, Taoist of Songxue, is the eleventh-generation grandson of Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin. He was an official, calligrapher, painter, and writer from the late Southern Song Dynasty to the early Yuan Dynasty."

Wang Qingsong nodded slightly when he heard this.

If this is Qi Baishi's, it can be explained.

But this is from the Song and Yuan dynasties.

That can only prove that it is false.

"Lao Kang, let's look for it again!"

Sun Peng reminded him.

The person who gives the birthday gift this time is very important. If it is fake, it will be a huge shame.

Lao Kang didn't say anything.

Sun Peng next to him muttered: "Republic of China? Who has this ability?"

If one can fake things to a certain extent, he must be a master, otherwise experts would be able to see through it at a glance.

Since Lao Kang was able to produce this painting, he must have asked someone to look at it.

"Yeah! This level is incredible!"

There were also people asking in a low voice.

"Oh, you said... is it possible that you belong to Zhang Daqian?"

Suddenly someone spoke.

Seeing other people looking over, the other party said, "Zhang Daqian became famous by copying Zhao Mengfu and Huang Gongwang. Is it possible that it was him?"

The others also fell into deep thought.

Before I knew it, I felt that what Wang Qingsong said was true.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock.

Then he said, "Boss Yang, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Mr. Yang came back to his senses, thought for a moment and smiled: "Why don't you make some friends down there? It might be helpful in the future."

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "No need! It's getting late."

One has to cultivate personal connections, but he doesn't have the energy to do so.

Knowing one or two capable people is enough for the time being.

To put it bluntly, this is not even on the same level.

Hearing what he said, Mr. Yang nodded: "Okay, I'll have someone take you there! Old Chen!"

After shouting, Lao Chen came in immediately from outside.

"Mr. Yang!"

"Help me send my little brother off."

"it is good!"

He agreed and looked at Wang Qingsong.

Wang Qingsong looked at the man surnamed Kang and said, "Mr. Kang, I also said that my conclusion cannot be taken seriously, but you might as well find a few more people to take a look."

Hearing this, Lao Kang hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, thank you."

Wang Qingsong nodded, said hello to a few people, and left with Lao Chen.

After everyone left, Lao Yang said to the man, "Lao Kang, you see, right? I didn't believe it at first, but later I really believed it. Before he came today, we met twice. I didn't tell him what you brought with you."

After a pause, he said, "So, put this thing aside for now and change it!"

Lao Kang frowned when he heard this.

Finally, he nodded: "Okay, I'll go take a look!"

As for this painting, he still needs to find someone to look at it.

……

Wang Qingsong was sent to the gate by Lao Chen. After saying hello, the other party left.

After everyone left, Wang Qingsong drove away.

……

Wang Qingsong left the place and when he returned to Zhou Ying's place, the other party was eating there.

"Hey, have you eaten yet? Do you want some spicy crayfish? The takeaway just arrived."

Seeing him coming, Zhou Ying shouted with a smile.

Wang Qingsong walked over when he saw this.

Seeing the red crayfish, Wang Qingsong didn't hesitate.

"Eat some!"

Apart from some puffs, I haven’t eaten anything yet this evening!
I went to the kitchen refrigerator and got a bottle of beer.

Drinking beer in the summer is also a kind of enjoyment.

The two of them ate and chatted there.

"What did you go to do?"

"It's just a group of rich people who asked me to identify something for them."

"Hey, you've become an expert!"

Zhou Ying rolled her eyes.

The two of them were chatting there with a smile on their faces.

Wang Qingsong did not go home at night. After eating and drinking, he took a nap here.

After taking a shower, he threw his clothes into the washing machine and asked Zhou Ying to help dry them while he stayed in the house.

After staying here for two days, I went there.

Then he took out his cell phone, thinking about buying something for Liang Chunxiao.

Of course, I went shopping on JD.com.

Nothing happened that night, and early the next morning, he went straight to the cram school to start his learning journey.

As a result, on the first day of the cram school, several teachers were shocked.

It's not because he is gifted.

It’s because his foundation is too poor for today’s high school students.

For such people, teaching is necessary.

Thus began his long and painful learning process.

(End of this chapter)