A treasure-appraisal maniac

Lu Fei proposed to go home and change clothes, and Zhang Yanhe noticed that Lu Fei and Wang Xinyi were wearing pajamas, and they seemed to be couples' suits.

Zhang Yanhe couldn't help but smile evilly.

With the look in this old guy's eyes and that wretched expression, everyone knew that this old guy didn't have the best in mind.

Lu Fei didn't care, but Wang Xinyi was so embarrassed.

Lu Fei glared at Zhang Yanhe and said.

"Put away your dirty thoughts."

"Get out of the way quickly, I have to go back and change clothes."

"But that person can't wait any longer." Zhang Yanhe said.

"Then what do you experts do for food?" Lu Fei said.

"That painting is a bit evil, I can't understand it."

"Otherwise, I won't ruin your good deeds!"

Wang Xinyi couldn't stand Zhang Yanhe's words even more. Her face turned red, she gritted her teeth and glared at Zhang Yanhe. Unfortunately, Zhang Yanhe didn't see Miss Wang's anger at all.

"Let him wait until I change my clothes," Lu Fei said.

"But"

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you can wait, wait. If you can't wait, get out."

Lu Fei said, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

After getting out of the car and walking in with Wang Xinyi, we met Wang Zhenbang head-on.

Seeing the two people dressed like this, the old man was stunned.

"It's a cold day, so forget it!"

"You should take care of your health even when you are young!"

"oops!"

Wang Zhenbang said vaguely, and in conjunction with the expression that could only be understood but not expressed, Wang Xinyi couldn't stand it anymore.

He yelled, covered his face and ran in.

Wang Zhenbang laughed loudly from behind.

"Haha, look, this girl is already embarrassed!"

Lu Fei rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Old man, I want to say that you are old and disrespectful.

It's a bit excessive, but in fact, your idea is really dirty. "

Lu Fei briefly talked about Duan Guorui's illness last night, and Wang Zhenbang asked nervously.

"How is Mr. Duan doing now?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"That's okay, that's okay."

"By the way, don't you want to take me to see the large gold-lacquered wooden shrine?"

"When are you going?" Wang Zhenbang asked.

"In the afternoon, Zhang Yanhe found a painting over there. They can't understand it. I'll change my clothes and go over to have a look."

When he talked about looking at paintings, Wang Zhenbang also became excited.

"You go change your clothes, and I'll go over with you later to take a look."

While talking, Zhang Yanhe's car drove over.

The car door opened, Zhang Yanhe congratulated her on the New Year, and walked out accompanied by a middle-aged man with a big belly and a designer suit.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang, Lu Fei, this gentleman can't wait any longer. Let's bring him over. You should show him to others quickly!"

have to!

They came directly to my door, without even having to change clothes.

After being introduced by Zhang Yanhe and saying hello to the painter Wang Yajun, Lu Fei led everyone to the living room.

"Mr. Wang, can I see your paintings?" Lu Fei asked.

"this"

Wang Yajun took the painting to the treasure appraisal table. Several experts, including Zhang Yanhe, were a little unsure after seeing it and said they wanted to ask special guests from the treasure appraisal conference to help with the appraisal.

Wang Yajun is very satisfied with Zhang Yanhe's responsible attitude.

But Wang Yajun was a little unhappy when he saw this so-called special guest outside just now.

In his eyes, experts and masters should all be old men with white beards, and at the very least they should wear a pair of eyes.

Can

Lu Fei looked to be in his early twenties. Not only was he young, but he also had no beard. Not only did he not have a beard, he also wore glasses.

With this bald head, he doesn't look like an expert at all, but more like a gangster.

So Wang Yajun hesitated.

Zhang Yanhe saw Wang Yajun's confusion and explained with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, people should not be judged by their appearance. Even though Lu Fei is young, in terms of appreciation, he is also a top-notch person in the state." ??

"Let him take a look and he will definitely have the answer."

"Let me introduce this old gentleman to you again."

"This is Wang Zhenbang, the king of the Demon City Wang Family, one of the four major collecting families in China."

"With these two palm eyes, there will never be any mistakes."

When he heard that this old man was the famous old man of the Wang family, Wang Yajun was extremely excited. He nodded and bowed in a polite way.

"Mr. Wang, we are very busy. If you want to appraise it, can you please take out the painting?" Lu Fei said lightly.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Wang is here, I can rest assured."

Hold!

After all, this guy still doesn't trust Lu Fei!

After cleaning the coffee table, Wang Yajun placed the scroll on the coffee table with both hands, stood up and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Wang, please."

Wang Zhenbang is a mature man. Zhang Yanhe came to ask Lu Fei for help. Of course, Wang Zhenbang can't overstep his bounds.

The old man just nodded, but sat still.

On the other side, Lu Fei lit the cigarette with a golden knife, even more steady as a mountain.

As a result, the situation becomes awkward.

Zhang Yanhe stood up and said with a smile.

"It's better for Lu Fei to take a look first. If you're not sure, I won't bother Mr. Wang."

Wang Yajun also noticed something was wrong, smiled awkwardly and said.

"That's fine, that's fine, then I'll trouble Master Lu."

Lu Fei took a sip of water and said nothing. Zhang Yanhe came to the coffee table and unfolded the scroll with his own hands.

This is a "Qiu Shan Asking Picture", an ink and ink drawing on paper.

The vertical axis is 1.7 meters and the width is 65 centimeters. Although it is a painting on paper, it is well preserved.

This painting uses a vertical composition to depict overlapping mountains, a clear stream at the bottom, and a winding path leading into the mountains.

The mountain peaks have less rocks and more soil, and their momentum appears gentle and heavy.

It is completely different from the northern painting style of hard stone and powerful painting style.

In the middle part, in the valley between the mountains, there are several huts in the dense forest. A winding path bypasses Chaimen and leads to the deep valley.

In the hut, you can vaguely see a person sitting on a futon, and a person sitting sideways to the right is probably the questioner.

The mountains are high and dense forests are silent. It is an excellent place to talk about Zen and Taoism, and to cultivate one's moral character.

In the lower part of the picture, the slope bank is winding, the trees are leaning forward in various shapes, and the cattail grass by the water is gently swayed by the breeze, which somewhat reflects the feeling of cool autumn.

There is a large seal of "Jixi Palace Treasure" in the upper corner of the painting.

There is an inscription in the lower right corner: "Authentic work of Ju Ran, authenticated by Dong Qichang."

Next to it is Dong Qichang's seal of appreciation.

Seeing this painting, Wang Zhenbang stood up involuntarily.

Lu Fei took one look, but instead of standing up, he turned his face to one side.

Wang Zhenbang looked at it for half a minute, smiled slightly and sat back down again.

Neither the old man nor the young man expressed their opinions. Wang Yajun and Zhang Yanhe were both a little confused.

Zhang Yanhe said to Lu Fei.

"Lu Fei, come here and take a look. What does this painting look like?"

Lu Fei put out the cigarette butt and said expressionlessly.

"That's all, you can't understand?"

Zhang Yanhe said with a smile.

"Don't say sarcastic words first, come here and see if this painting is finished?"

"Fake, not interested!"