super sensory appraiser

This half of the picture scroll has been hidden inside the porcelain statue all the year round, and is protected by a cloth bag outside, so it is very well preserved, with almost no wrinkles. You can see that it was cut artificially.

Fang Feiyang, Mr. Chen, and Manager Bi surrounded the table, looking at the half scroll with different expressions.

Boss Fang's expression was relatively calm, indifferent, and at the same time, he was a little lost, as if he was lost in thought. At this moment, he successfully "rescued" the other half of the scroll, and he couldn't express his joy and comfort in words.

Fang Feiyang sighed secretly that his trip to Yanjing on the first day had such a great harvest, allowing a picture scroll that had been separated for nearly a hundred years to be combined into one, although the first half of the scroll is still in the safe of his prosperous collection , I believe that it will be a matter of time before ancient painting restoration experts are invited to stitch them together.

It's worth the 2000-odd bucks.

Chen Xuezhi found a magnifying glass from Rongbaozhai, and leaned over the scroll to admire the masterpiece of Danqing meticulously. In fact, Chen Xuezhi knew that half of the painting must be genuine without carefully verifying it. Could it be that someone would go to such great lengths? It is impossible to think about hiding half of the fake in a porcelain statue of Arhat.

Those who thought of this method to hide the famous painting of old man Qingteng must have had no choice but to divide the treasured painting and hide it in different places. They must hope that one day they can be merged and restored. Unexpectedly, it has been a hundred years.

While admiring Xu Wei's painting, Chen Xuezhi nodded his head slightly, thinking: Fang Feiyang is really lucky, he is destined to be with this painting.

At this time, Manager Bi seemed to understand why the old and the young insisted on smashing the porcelain statues. It turns out that there is something else going on here. He has worked in Rongbaozhai for nearly ten years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a strange phenomenon. things.

Since the incident happened in this century-old famous antique store, the picture scroll hidden in the Arhat statue seemed to be extraordinary, so Bi Chunyang still made a phone call and reported what he saw and heard to the store manager.

Rong Baozhai's reaction speed was very fast. Not long after Manager Bi's cell phone was hung up, two people came to the tea room.

"Oh, something is broken,... what's the situation,... Manager Bi, where is the ancient painting hidden in the porcelain statue you said on the phone?"

The gray-haired old man walked into the room in a hurry. He saw the broken porcelain pieces on the ground at first sight. Because of the tight conversation on the phone, Bi Chunyang didn't say anything about smashing the statue of Arhat.

A series of three questions were thrown, and before Manager Bi had time to return to the question of the old man who entered the door, he heard Chen Xuezhi's deep voice, "Old Miao, you are here, come and have a look."

"Old Chen, I heard that you found a treasure in my store. I was curious and hurried over to have a look, hehe..."

This gray-haired old man seemed to be the upper-level leader of Rongbaozhai, and Chen Xuezhi's tone of voice should be an old acquaintance.

Fang Feiyang took this opportunity to look up at the two people who entered the door. This old man surnamed Miao has a Chinese character face, big eyes, thick eyebrows, a faint majesty on his face, and wavy spots on his forehead and face. Shallow wrinkles, now seeing Chen Xuezhi's face showing a smile among friends.

The other one is not too young, about sixty years old, with loose hair and not much hair, revealing a bright forehead. Although the figure is very thin, but the eyes are bright and the spirit is hale and hearty.

This person must be an expert in painting and calligraphy. Seeing the store manager meeting and greeting Chen Xuezhi, he didn't want to waste his time, so he jumped up and rushed to the painting scroll. He opened his small eyes and stared at the half of the ancient painting on the table. .

At this moment, Manager Bi who was next to him was closer to Fang Feiyang, and told him in a low voice that the old man surnamed Miao was named Miao Donghua, and he was the manager of Rongbao Zhai, and the old man who jumped on the painting as soon as he came in was named Miao Donghua. His name is He Liqing, and he is an expert in calligraphy and painting appraisal. He used to work in a local museum and is now an appraiser hired by Rongbaozhai.

As the store manager, although Miao Donghua chatted with Chen Xuezhi because of the presence of his old friend, in fact, he was all focused on the picture scroll on the table, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the painting.

How could Chen Xuezhi not understand Lao Miao's heart, he laughed, and said: "I have seen the thing, it is definitely the real thing, it is a half-painted flower painting, you come and guess whose calligraphy it is,"

Miao Donghua replied: "It's hard for me. I'm not an expert in this field. Let's talk about it after Mr. He's appraisal... By the way, I was on the phone just now and Manager Bi said it was not very clear. How can this ancient painting be hidden?" In the belly of a porcelain statue, the story inside must be very exciting.”

Taking advantage of the time when the calligraphy and painting experts were appraising, Chen Xuezhi proudly told Miao Donghua briefly about the inside story, and introduced Fang Feiyang to him, with a proud expression on his face.

Miao Donghua listened quietly, touching his hands from time to time, it was amazing that such a strange thing happened.

The results of the appraisal came out soon, and the thin expert He was very excited, and excitedly said to Miao Donghua: "It is the authentic work of Xu Wenchang, the old man of Qingteng, a representative work of splash-ink freehand brushwork. ..”

As the store manager of Rongbaozhai, Miao Donghua knew the value of a complete pair of authentic old Ivy paintings. He lightly stroked the picture scroll on the table and had a plan in mind.

Turning around suddenly, the other party Feiyang said: "Xiao Fang...uh, I ask you to call me Xiao Fang, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind. Miao is always the elder. You can call me Xiaofang or just by my full name."

Fang Feiyang said with a smile.

Miao Donghua continued: "Okay, Xiao Fang, Lao Chen and I are old friends, I am very happy to meet you today...Look, can this painting of flowers by Old Man Ivy be sold and transferred? , I bought it in the name of Rongbaozhai, don't worry, the price offered will definitely satisfy you,"

Fang Feiyang heard the words, and joked, "I don't know if Mr. Miao is talking about this half or the whole picture, hehe..."

Miao Donghua was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled mischievously: "Of course it includes the half of the scroll you got before. People expect it to be complete."

When Manager Bi reported the situation to the upper management of Rongbaozhai, Fang Feiyang expected that the other party might offer to buy back the ancient paintings, but Fang Feiyang was 1 unwilling to sell the ancient paintings.

So Fang Feiyang was joking with Mr. Miao while thinking about how to reply to him. After all, he was old Chen's friend.

"Mr. Miao, let me tell you this. Just now you also know the cause and effect of the incident. You know that I also got the first half of the scroll a few months ago. Do you think this painting of flowers and flowers is destined for me? ... Anyway, when I saw the same Arhat porcelain statue for the first time in the hall of Rongbaozhai, I felt that this work by old man Qingteng surged into the depths of my soul, making me feel that I was in the dark. There is God's will, arrange for me to find the remaining half, and finally combine the two into one,"

Fang Feiyang glanced affectionately at the picture scroll on the table. The grace of peony, the beauty of crape myrtle, the sparseness of bamboo, the arrogance of frost chrysanthemum, and the cleanliness of plum blossom were vividly portrayed, and then politely rejected Miao Donghua.

As the owner of a successful old antique shop, Miao Donghua has met all kinds of people, and he has already made up his mind to buy this ancient painting with a lot of money no matter how much it costs.

When he saw the clear and bright eyes of the young man in front of him, without a trace of copper stink, and his expression respected the picture scroll on the table, he knew that the deal might be difficult.

In his capacity, it would be indecent to insist on making a fool of himself.

Miao Donghua smiled wryly, and asked helplessly, "Xiao Fang, you don't want to know what price we offer,"

Fang Feiyang shrugged his shoulders coolly, and replied: "Since I have decided to collect this painting myself, I am not going to give up the gold and silver mountains..."

Miao Donghua just wanted to say that he could offer a high price of 2000 million within the scope of his authority, and if not, he could ask the top leader of the group to increase the price, but when the words came to his lips, seeing Fang Feiyang's indifferent and free expression, he swallowed it again.

There is only one sentence in my heart: this young man is not simple.