Play treasure master

Chapter 640 Who is he?
"Oh, let me introduce." Yu Yao then gave a brief introduction.

The four of them stood on one side of the door, Yu Yao then proposed to take a step first, but Shen Ge smiled first: "Where is the beauty next to Mr. Tan?"

"We came out to play together." Tan Xinding showed a slightly awkward expression.And the girl's expression was still very flat, without even a nod.

Yu Yao quickly said, "It's getting late, I don't want to disturb your meal, so let's take a step first, and we will meet later."

"Okay, Mr. Yu, let's keep in touch."

After walking out of the restaurant, Yu Yao and Shen Ge walked along the side of the road.

"This woman is very strange." Shen Ge said.

"Well, it's definitely not something to play with, but why do you care so much about other people's private affairs?"

"No, I mean, this woman is not like a Chinese, but a Japanese."

"When you say that, it seems a little bit. However, the Tan family has lived on Taiwan Island for a long time, and it is not surprising that they have contacts with the Wa people."

"It's not surprising, but why did he bring a Japanese girl to Jiangzhou?" Shen Ge raised his head to look at Yu Yao, "Tan Xin must have found a Japanese girlfriend, right?"

"It makes sense!" Yu Yao pondered.

"It makes sense to find a Japanese girlfriend?"

"I mean, why did he bring a Japanese girl to Jiangzhou?" Yu Yao looked at Shen Ge, "Even if it's a girlfriend, he's here for something, so why bring him with him?"

Shen Ge replied, "Do you know why he came here?"

"There seems to be some fragmentary clues." Yu Yao nodded, roughly told Shen Ge what happened before, and also told him what Shangguan Yu told him.

Shen Ge pondered for a moment, "They are both Sun Wei's paintings...these two things must be related!"

"How to say?"

"No matter how you say it, it's just a woman's intuition!"

Yu Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then what specific intuition do you have?"

"I have a specific intuition first. For example, the girl next to Tan Xinding may be a Japanese, do you understand?"

Yu Yao heard it, "You mean, this Japanese girl has something to do with Yuuki Hatano, the owner of the Langoni Art Center?"

"The Tan family has a deep foundation, so such a big move is not unusual." Shen Ge interjected, "And the choice is very ingenious. Tang Hua... Sun Wei is famous, but he is not Wu Daozi, Yan Liben, Han Liben, etc. Qian and Zhou Fang are top figures; at the same time, most of his paintings are documented, but only one is handed down from generation to generation.”

"Hey? When did your thinking become so sharp?"

"I've been like this all along, you just didn't realize it!"

Yu Yao: "..."

At this time, Tan Xinding and the girl were in a private room of the restaurant, and had already finished ordering.

From the time the food was served until the meal was finished, the girl didn't say much, Tan Xinding also seemed to be thoughtful, and only had some simple and necessary words.

The two quickly finished their meal, and Tan Xinding said in English, "Miss Jiamu, I'll take you back to the hotel first."

"Mr. Tan, let's walk on the side of the road. There are some things I haven't said yet." Miss Jiamu's expression has not changed much. She speaks fluent American English, which is completely different from Tan Xinding's Oxford accent.

"Yes, don't talk when you eat or sleep, and it's not appropriate to talk while eating."

"No, I'm just afraid that walls have ears."

Tan Xinding smiled, but did not speak.

After the two left the hotel, they turned a street, crossed the road, and came to the riverside. They walked along the riverside guardrail for a while, and came to a relatively quiet place, where Jiamu stood still.

Tan Xinding also stood beside her.Jiamu didn't speak for more than ten seconds, just quietly watching the river flowing eastward.

Tan Xinding seemed a little embarrassed, took out a box of soft cloisonne Alishan, took out one and lit it.

"Give me one."

Tan Xinding opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just passed the cigarette over and lighted it for her by the way.

Jia Mu took a puff of cigarette, "The drawings of these people are not good!"

Tan Xinding was slightly taken aback, "Miss Jiamu, they are still remarkable in terms of characters and utensils."

"Ordinary paintings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties are fine, but Tang paintings are not. The Tang Dynasty was the most civilized dynasty in China. The painters of the Tang Dynasty painted with such chic and elegant brushwork. Their paintings are superficial and cannot touch the depths of the soul."

Tan Xinding frowned when he heard this.

"Mr. Tan, I'm not questioning your professional ability, but my father loves Tang paintings very much, and he has many authentic Tang paintings in his possession. I have been fascinated by them since I was a child, and I have a keen sense of them."

Tan Xinding frowned even tighter, "Mr. Hatano is indeed a great master in connoisseurship and collection of Tang paintings. But my Tan family has accumulated several generations of calligraphy and painting, so it is not well-known."

Jia Mu looked at Tan Xinding, but did not answer.

And Tan Xinding continued, "Although these people are young, they are very talented. I can draw a lot of inspiration from them."

"I have no objection to you using them, I just say that the drawings that come out now cannot be used."

Tan Xinding took a deep breath, "The sketches designed by these people are probably only for reference and reference, and may not be completely adopted."

"Even if it is for reference and reference, such a drawing cannot be used."

"You can't use such sketches, so Miss Jiamu, what kind of sketches can you use?"

"A sketch like the one before the finished product of "Sihao Playing Chess Picture"!"

Tan Xinding suddenly smiled, "Although I haven't seen the original version of "Sihao Playing Chess Picture" that will be exhibited soon, you have shown me the high-definition big picture. I'm afraid this one won't be able to confuse the real one with the fake one!"

Hatano Yoshiki suddenly turned around, looked directly at Tan Xinding, and suddenly switched to Chinese and said, "Please enlighten me!"

But Tan Xinding waved his hand, "I don't see any specific problems yet, but I have a vague feeling that I can't tell."

"Such words should not appear in the appraisal of ancient paintings!"

Tan Xinding nodded, but raised her hand again, "However, I know someone who may see the specific problem!"

"Is it your father?"

"No, this person is younger than me."

"What?" Yoshiki Hatano finally showed a surprised expression, "How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? Miss Jiamu is also younger than me. Are you willing to admit that your eyesight is weaker than mine?"

"Don't talk about this." Jia Mu frowned and pondered for a moment, then raised his head suddenly:
"Who is he?"

"It's the man I met at the restaurant just now."

"male?"

"Yes, this person's name is Yu Yao."

"Yu Yao...what is his identity?"

"There is a small antique shop in Jiangzhou Old Street, named Geguzhai, and he is the owner."

"Small antique shop?" Jiamu tapped the railing twice, "Mr. Tan, it's hard for me to believe what you said."

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway! If Yu Yao has the opportunity to examine the "Sihao Playing Chess Picture" face to face, it is very likely that he will see the clues!"

(End of this chapter)