Madam, she's a full-time boss

Seeing Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen staring at the painting in silence for a long time, the man asked nervously.

"Is this painting authentic?" This was his only hope. If the calligraphy and painting were worthless, the child would really be hopeless.

Gu Nan looked up at the man.

"Uncle, do you know how many generations this painting has been passed down?"

The man recalled carefully for a while: "My father told me that my great-grandfather left it to my grandfather, and after my grandfather passed away, it was passed on to my father, and it has been four generations since it was passed on to me."

Gu Nan calculated in his mind that the uncle is more than 50 years old. If extrapolated, his great-grandfather should be around 120 years old. Even if it is a fake painting, it has existed for at least 120 years.

"What do you think?" Gu Nan looked at Fu Yunchen.

Fu Yunchen said: "This painting should be Wang Chongwen's "Huangshan Welcomes Guests". I have seen the description of this painting in "Wang Chongwen's Biography", but Wang Chongwen gave this painting to his colleague Huangshan. That mysterious friend, who has not left his name in history, and no one knows his identity except Wang Chongwen, has been missing for more than 500 years since then."

Wang Chongwen was an outstanding statesman, military strategist, poet, and painter in the late Song Dynasty. He handed down many military tactics and poetry anthologies, but his paintings are extremely rare. Currently, there is only one known piece "Fog and Rain on the Xiangjiang River", which has been passed down to this day. Also kept in the National Museum.

If the "Huangshan Welcomes Guests" in front of me is authentic, it will be a big event that shocked the antique circle.

Because "Huangshan Welcomes Guests" only exists in the description of "Wang Chongwen Biography". This section tells that he traveled to Huangshan with his friends and created this work after seeing his friends boating on the lake. My friends are very fond of this painting. Satisfied, Wang Chongwen readily presented the painting to his friend.

In other words, Wang Chongwen did create such a painting, but no one has ever seen it except him and that friend, so there should be very few fakes of this painting.

Gu Nan stared at the lone shadow on the boating lake with deep eyes, dark and unpredictable.

After pondering for a long time, she raised her head and looked at Fu Yunchen with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Those who can recognize the painting "Huangshan Welcomes Guests" must first be familiar with history books and have a deep understanding of Wang Chongwen. Fu Yunchen is worthy of being the number one scholar in the country.

"Do you think this painting is authentic?"

Fu Yunchen shook his head: "I'm not a professional, but judging from the paper, seal and inscription, it doesn't look like a fake, but the frame doesn't seem to be from the Song Dynasty."

Gu Nan nodded a little: "The paper silk is a typical double-filament silk in the Song Dynasty. The warp thread is a group of two silks, and there is about one silk gap between the two threads. The weft thread is single silk, which is typical of Song Dynasty silk. It is characterized by fineness and whiteness. Looking at the inscribed seals, most of the seals in the Song Dynasty were made of copper and jade, and Wang Chongwen was famous for his love of jade collection. This jade seal also fits his characteristics. The inscription and postscript of "Fog and Rain on the Xiangjiang River" in the museum are very similar, so judging from the calligraphy and painting alone, it is undoubtedly the authentic work of Wang Chongwen."

Fu Yunchen's deep eyes fell on the girl in front of him.

Standing in front of the table, she lowered her head and stared intently at the painting on the table. Her slender gooseneck revealed a section of fair skin, and her long dark hair was tied up with a light blue ribbon. With two strands of broken hair, half-hiding those dark cold eyes.

The cheongsam seems to weaken the coldness around her, adding a touch of gentleness and intellectuality, which is so beautiful.

Fu Yunchen's long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the expression in his eyes.

Ask out the doubts in my heart: "The mounted volume and scroll silk are light blue, and the auxiliary water is tooth-colored silk. This mounting seems to be the style of the court in the early Qing Dynasty."

Gu Nan raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yunchen: "The old bottle is replaced with new wine. The calligraphy and painting are from the Song Dynasty. This mounting should have entered the court in the early Qing Dynasty and has been processed."

After the words fell, Gu Nan looked at the uncle.

Someone from this uncle's ancestors should have been in the Qing court, maybe a nobleman in the palace, or someone who had worked in the court. The time is too long, so there is no need to go into it.

The uncle on the side has been listening carefully to the conversation between Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen, but his education level is limited, and he doesn't understand much of what they are talking about.

But he heard Gu Nanyi say that this painting was painted by a man named Wang Chongwen, so this painting should be authentic.

The uncle asked the question he wanted to know the most: "Little girl, is my painting worth anything?"

Gu Nan nodded: "If it is Wang Chongwen's authentic work, although there are traces of post-processing, the picture is generally well preserved, and in addition to the fact that Wang Chongwen's paintings are rarely handed down, this painting can sell for at least 1000 million. .”

This is just a conservative estimate.

When the man heard the amount, his pupils dilated, and he froze in shock.

1000?

As a farmer, he relies on farming and doing odd jobs to support his family, and he will not be able to save this amount in several lifetimes.

Suddenly told him that he can get 1000 million, just like the mood after winning the big prize, it exploded.

After the excitement, the man forced himself to calm down.

The two people in front of them look too young, can their appraisal be taken seriously?

Let's see Master Fan Zenghong and see what he has to say.

Coincidentally, the staff at the door knocked on the door.

"Master Jiu, Master Fan Zenghong has arrived."

The man's eyes lit up.

As soon as Gu Nan glanced at the man, he instantly figured out what he was thinking at the moment.

He didn't believe that her appraisal was also normal. He heard that Fan Zenghong was the famous Beidou in the domestic treasure-appreciating circle, and now she was also interested in hearing what Fan Zenghong had to say.

"Uncle, you can go to Master Fan Zenghong now. If you want to sell this painting, you can come to us."

The man nodded with a smile, put away the painting, thanked Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen again, got up and hurried out with his bag in his arms.

*

In the lobby of Shunyuanju, a man in a gray Chinese tunic suit was approaching surrounded by a group of people. The man was about 60 years old, his shoulder-length hair was tied into a low ponytail with a black rubber band, and he held Holding a folding fan, the whole person is full of literary and artistic atmosphere.

Beside him was a young girl in a blue cheongsam. The girl had high-cut hair and a beaded flower pinned to her side. She exuded a classical beauty with an oriental charm.

"Uncle Fan, there will be good calligraphy and painting later, please give me a hand."

"Hehe, don't worry, Ms. Yueshan, I want to help you because of your filial piety to Mr. Huangfu."

Huangfu Yueshan expressed gratitude: "Then I will thank you in advance."

"Well, we are all acquaintances."

The guests at the side greeted Fan Zenghong one after another.

"Hello, Master Fan, I have a famille rose vase from the late Qing Dynasty in my hand, can you give it to me?"

"Master Fan, look at me. I have an ancient jade handed down from my ancestors, an antique from the Warring States period. Please show me it."

"Master Fan..."