The Book of Appreciation

Hearing Mr. Yang's words, Wu Di's head buzzed, as if it was about to explode. For a moment, he even suspected that Mr. Yang had conspired with someone to hack his painting.All of a sudden, a gust of cold air rose from his wrist and quickly flowed through his whole body, making him calm down quickly.

The old man roared in the yard, commanding the servants to turn around.Wu Di went up to grab the furious old man, forced a smile and said:

"It's just a painting, old man, what's going on?"

"Xiao Wu, I don't have the face to see you..."

The old man didn't say anything else, repeating it repeatedly was shameless.

Yang Yanzi screamed and shouted:

"What exactly is going on?"

Mr. Yang looked like a deflated ball, his tall body fell short,

"Xiao Wu asked me to frame a painting for him. I didn't expect that someone would exchange a fake painting for a real painting in the time of a meal. How do you want me to explain to him?"

When Wu Di heard it, fake painting?Concerned about it, he stopped Yang Yanzhi, who wanted to call the police, and said:

"Grandpa, let me see that fake painting."

A group of people rushed into the studio, and Wu Di saw the painting on the desk at a glance, as expected!

Old man Yang was still driving people out, saying that he wanted to keep the scene, Wu Di smiled and said:

"Old man, the painting is not lost, isn't it still here?"

Old man Yang stepped to the desk, pointed at the painting and said:

"Why didn't you lose it? Look, the umbrella and the rain are gone, and the artistic conception is completely different..."

"You should take a closer look."

Elder Yang stopped talking, looked at the painting carefully, and suddenly said:

"This one seems to be Tang Yin's authentic work, who is it? Are you making such a big joke with my old man?"

"Old man, no one is joking with you, there is only one painting, this one and that one are one painting!"

"A painting? Tell me clearly, boy, what's going on here?"

"Don't worry, I remembered a story, once you tell it, you will understand."

"Say it!"

"It is said that one year, there was a catastrophe in the south of the Yangtze River, and people of insight donated money to help the disaster. Even Tang Bohu donated 100 taels of silver. However, there was a big grain merchant in their town with a lot of money, but he refused to give a penny. Seeing More and more people died of starvation, Tang Bohu was very anxious. Once, he discussed with a friend how to get the rich businessman to give up the money. The friend was helpless, and suddenly saw a painting that Tang Bohu had just finished. His eyes rolled, Think carefully. On the second day, Tang Bohu invited his relatives and friends widely, saying that he wanted them to appreciate a painting he painted, and the wealthy businessman was also invited. Everyone praised Tang Bohu's new painting. On the third day It was raining heavily in the south of the Yangtze River, and Tang Bohu's friend quietly went to the rich merchant's place to inform him, saying that Tang Bohu had painted a magical painting, and the umbrella on the painting would open by itself on rainy days. The rich merchant didn't believe it, so he sent him to Tang Bohu's house yesterday The butler who was appreciating the painting went to see it, and the butler found an excuse to go around Tang's house and found that the umbrella on the painting was indeed opened..."

"You said this is the divine painting?"

"I dare not say yes, because the ending of the story is that the wealthy businessman spent 1 taels of silver to buy the painting, but he couldn't open the umbrella. It turned out that Tang Bohu's friend asked Tang Bohu to draw two identical paintings, only changing the umbrella. , hang a picture on a sunny day, and a rainy day..."

"Where did you read this story?"

"Hehe, hehe..."

"You speak quickly!"

"The story told by the grandma next door to my granddaughter!"

All of a sudden, Wu Di ran away under the powerful firepower of the enemy.

"Xiao Wu, do you mean that this painting is just like the one described in the story, it looks the same on sunny days and the same on rainy days?"

"Not only that, last night when the rain was light, the characters were still clearly visible, all holding umbrellas, here, this is a photo I took."

Mr. Yang took the phone and looked at it for a long while before returning it to Wu Di. He was robbed by Zhongqi halfway. Several small heads gathered together, looked at the phone, and then looked at the paintings on the table, all amazed.

"Since it is related to the weather, whether there are other changes in this painting depends on the weather. I really hope that there will be a sudden gust of wind at this time, and see how magical it can be!"

Yang Yanzhi handed the phone to the old man without saying a word. The weather forecast on it clearly stated that at [-]:[-] pm this year's No. [-] typhoon "Anna" will land on Hong Kong Island!

Mr. Yang was stunned for a while, then Fang said:

"The ancients were able to draw such amazing paintings, but we can't even explain them. Alas, Xiao Wu, I wanted to find a way to let you keep this painting. Now I know, even if it is really bankrupt. You can’t replace such a divine painting.”

"Old man, you are serious. No matter how precious it is, it is just a painting. It's just that those of us who are collectors pay more attention to antiques. Anyway, there are still a few days in Hong Kong Island, so this painting will stay here. Let you enjoy it slowly."

"Thank you, thank you Xiao Wu for trusting me."

Then, a group of people stopped talking and stared at the painting, waiting for the moment when the typhoon landed.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the wind picked up, the location in the middle of the mountain was relatively high, and the style was very large.Gradually, the painting also began to change. Zhong Qi stared at the corners of the people's raised clothes on the screen and gradually became clear, as if seeing a ghost, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak a word.Wu Di found it even more inconceivable. He could explain the rain and the opening of the umbrella by the moisture absorption of the ink in the interlayer of the picture, but he couldn't imagine why the wind would cause the picture to change.As the sound of the wind increased, people's clothes on the screen were raised to a certain extent, and finally stopped changing.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this is another change.However, if the process of gradual change is counted, how many changes should be counted?

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderbolt, and the pouring rain poured down, and it began to rain quickly on the screen, people opened their umbrellas one after another, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the screen gradually became blurred, but it was the same as before lunch It's just different when it rains heavily.It was the first time for Zhong Qi and the others to see such a change. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still so shocked that they could not close their mouths from ear to ear.

"This is the fifth change, isn't it? Wind and rain are different from pure heavy rain. My God, I would like to live a few years less if I can see such a magical painting."

The typhoon came and went quickly. After six o'clock, the wind stopped and the rain turned into a drizzle. Then the picture changed to what Wu Di saw last night.

Mr. Yang patted his growling belly, smiled wryly and said:

"Let's have dinner. No one can talk about this matter. Remember, your closest relatives can't talk about it! It's a crime to conceive a bi! This painting is left in the Yang family, and we have no ability to keep it. It seems that Our itinerary is about to change, I need two days for framing, and the day after tomorrow, we will go to Beijing!"

After dinner, the old man went to work overtime, and Zhong Qi and the others lost interest in going out to play, so they locked themselves in the room, not knowing what they were doing.Wu Di thought of Yang Lao Huai Bi's remarks about his guilt, and he believed it deeply. It seems that the godmother and master should be informed as soon as possible.At this time, he realized how his master felt when he saw Lu Zigang's three thousand miles of beautiful rivers and mountains. Only then did he understand how wise his master's handling was at that time, and only then did he realize how lucky he was.

At around nine o'clock, Wu Di was awakened by a knock on the door. When he opened the door, Zhongqi took the lead, and Chang Linlin and Yang Yanzhe also looked unfriendly.Seeing the posture of the three people asking questions, Wu Diqi said:

"What happened to you?"

"What's wrong? You almost fooled me! Say, where did that painting come from?"

Wu Di breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the backpack in the corner,

"See for yourself."

Under the curious eyes of the two women, Zhong Qi took out the engraving that was divided into two halves, and said in surprise:

"From stuff again?"

"Well, when I bought this engraving block, I discovered that there was a small slit on the side of the engraving block. You know, engraving blocks are usually carved from a whole piece of wood. Is there any other reason for that person to do this? So I bought it back. I couldn’t sleep when I came back last night, so I pried open the engraving, and sure enough, I found this painting.”

"Damn it, Shi Tao's paintings are like this, and Tang Yin's paintings are still like this! I have decided that from tomorrow on, all the things that are auctioned by my company must be pry open to see if there is a seam!"

The two women were also speechless because of Wu Di's luck, so Yang Yanzi asked for something to say:

"If this painting goes up for auction, how much is it worth?"

"If the early publicity is done well, [-] million? No, one billion, maybe one billion dollars are all wanted!"

"No way?"

"Yes, because this painting is different from other famous paintings. It also represents a mysterious event that cannot be explained by science. Once it shows up, some powerful organizations and collectors will never let it go."

After chatting for a few more words, Yang Yanzi suddenly said:

"Go up and have a look, Wu Di, there should be a lot of replies to what you're looking for."

Hearing that, Wu Di immediately logged in. Sure enough, there were 32 replies in total, most of which attached photos. Among them, there were seven Tianhuang stone carvings of the three stars of Fu Lu Shou, Wu Di ruled out three at a glance, and two without photos.After asking Yang Yanzhe where these places are, Wu Di replied to all seven people and made an appointment to see Shi Shi tomorrow.

Yang Yanzhe took a meaningful look at Wu Di and said:

"Tell me, is there anything else I don't know?"

Wu Di was startled, before he could speak, Zhong Qi raised his hand and said:

"I said, I'm jealous, and I decided not to keep a secret for this kid anymore, I want to vent... This kid Xiaowu fell in love with a piece of Tianhuang stone carving in Chuncheng, but he didn't buy it because it was expensive, and later regretted it, but when he went again , the boss went bankrupt, and the stone carvings were brought to Hong Kong, that’s all.”

"Not only?"

"Of course it's more than that. Xiao Wu said that he felt something was wrong with the stone. You don't know, Xiao Wu is amazing. In Spring City..."

Chang Linlin took over the conversation, and reported everything that happened in Chuncheng and Ruili to Yang Yanzhi like a bamboo tube. Although they occasionally talked about it these days, they had never heard the full version. , Coupled with the stimulation of Shenhua, Wu Di felt that the way Yang Yanzi looked at him became more and more strange.

Chang Linlin winked at Zhongqi proudly,

"Xiao Wu, my sister can only help you so much, it's up to you to decide whether you can do it or not. By the way, sister Ziyi is so soft to hold."