Peerless prodigal system

Standing in the crowd, Wu Liang was really conspicuous.

However, he was very calm and didn't feel any pressure.

Anyway, this time I came to the party at the invitation of Mr. Qian and Huang Jianbang, so I didn't think it was too complicated.

However, among so many bigwigs, there was suddenly an unknown young man in his early twenties, which really surprised and surprised others.

Wu Liang briefly introduced himself and said his name.

Everyone is still curious about Wu Liang and wants to know how Wu Liang and He De can sit here.

Some people even thought that Wu Liang was Mr. Qian's bodyguard.

Although some people have doubts in their hearts, they will not ask them directly. These big names in the literary and art circles of Qian's old circle of friends are relatively deep in the city.

The party officially started. According to the old practice, everyone drank tea, ate snacks, and sat and chatted together.

In addition to chatting, they will also bring out their new and old objects to open everyone's eyes, and let people have a look at them by the way.

This is basically the main fun of gatherings in Qian’s old circle of friends. The oldest of these old friends is over 70 years old, and the youngest is over 50 years old. They are in the retirement age and have nothing to do. They usually like to collect.

They don't have to worry about food and clothing, they don't lack money, they live a wealthy life, they are old enough, and it's past the time of spending time and money. Collecting antiques has become their greatest pleasure.

The bigwigs in the folk art world took out their own Chinese music instruments such as pipa and erhu, and played a few nice tunes.

Three years of piano and five years of Xiao, an erhu broke his waist.

The melody always has an ancient and elegant Nanqu melody, sometimes it looks like floating cloud threads, which are about to be broken and connected, and sometimes the sound of the piano is tight like a sound, like a high mountain and flowing water, tinkling!

Several bigwigs in the folk art world, this level can definitely be called a master-level figure.

A master, after playing the erhu, took out a painting while he was excited, and said with great pride: "Old brothers, look at this painting, give me palms if you know how to do it, it's from the ancient street. of."

As soon as the painting was unveiled, someone immediately applauded and praised, "Good painting, good painting, Lao Xu, your painting is not bad, the appearance is good, and it is well preserved."

However, someone soon questioned, "Old Xu, I feel that this thing is wrong. The dynasty and the style of calligraphy and painting do not match, and it feels like a contemporary artwork."

Being told that, the person who holds an ancient painting and is called Lao Xu feels a little uneasy.

"Could it be possible to buy a fake?"

Immediately afterwards, someone asked, "Old Xu, which antique shop did you buy it from?"

"Polaroid Antique Shop." Old Xu replied.

"I heard that there are people from Baolikeng, and many of them are high-quality fakes."

Wu Liang is somewhat familiar with the name Baoli Antiques.

At the beginning, it was Baoli Antique Store, which went to the provincial capital to promote it.

Wu Liang also photographed a string of Bodhi beads from Baoli, of course they are genuine, no counterfeit can fool Wu Liang's eyes.

Wu Liang sat quietly, listening to these bigwigs discussing in an ancient painting, he didn't have too many mood swings, because he was already very familiar with this industry, and he could tell the truth even with one eye open. Fake.

The bosses are still discussing, and some people suggest that knowledgeable antique bosses have a look.

However, the knowledgeable old man in the antique industry likes to keep things secret, but he just keeps silent, and he will speak when others are impatient.

This is probably the fun of the bosses, arguing endlessly over an ancient painting.

It was the first time for Wu Liang to participate in such a gathering, so it was impossible to integrate into the circle of these bigwigs immediately.

At this time, Wu Liang thought that it would be good to be a spectator.

To be honest, he can tell whether it is a fake at a glance, which is no longer any fun.

It's like you are a master of clay sculpture, but seeing a group of three-year-old dolls pissing live mud, it is difficult to arouse interest.

That bigwig in the music industry, Old Xu, is still struggling with it.

"Polaroid Antiques, don't you really lie to me, I bought a piece of contemporary art for 100 million yuan?"

At this time, Huang Jianbang joked: "Brother Xu, next time there is such a good business, you come to my place, 100 million will definitely guarantee you to buy the real product."

"Xiao Huang, don't be mad at me. I'm already angry enough. Your paintings are not cheap. They are as good as those antiques. Tell me the trick. How did your paintings become hyped?" Old Xu asked. .

Huang Jianbang smiled proudly: "How can this be called speculation, it is obviously art."

"Little Huang, if you can't see the way of my painting, then don't talk too much, you want to get angry with me, right?" Old Xu curled his lips.

"Brother Xu, please go and beg Mr. Qian to make Mr. Qian happy, and I will definitely identify it for you." Huang Jianbang joked with this old Xu.

The relationship between Huang Jianbang and Lao Xu is good, so they can take jokes.

Mr. Qian not only knows Feng Shui, but also has a deep understanding of the antique industry. After all, his own brother is the real boss of this industry, and it is precisely because his younger brother loves this industry that he became attached to antiques.

Since my younger brother is the curator of the museum, I didn't have time to come here today.

Mr. Qian showed an old urchin-like smile, and said to Huang Jianbang, "Little Huang, you are so bad, this move is too bad."

Old Xu said to Mr. Qian: "Brother Qian, you can help me take a look."

Mr. Qian smiled and said: "It's fine, but your erhu from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, let me play with it for a few days."

It turned out that Mr. Qian had taken a fancy to Old Xu's antique huqin.

"That can't be done. My erhu has been with me for 70 years. I have been playing this erhu since I was born until I just learned to walk. This is a treasure handed down from my ancestors. If you let you play for a few days, let me play it. What if it breaks down." Old Xu rejected Mr. Qian.

"Haha, then you should hire Gao Ming, I can't show you this painting of yours." Mr. Qian said with a smile.

"You old bastard, if your younger brother came today, I wouldn't let you see it at all." Old Xu said angrily.

"Hey, my brother is very busy, so it is impossible to be there today. To be honest, although I am not as sharp-sighted as my brother, it is still very easy for me to appraise your painting. You just satirized me, and I just wanted to Keep it up and make you anxious." Mr. Qian said with a smile.

These two people were actually joking, a bickering between old friends.

These big guys usually look serious and high-spirited outside, but the communication between old friends seems much more relaxed and joyful.

But at this time, Huang Jianbang interrupted again: "Brother Xu, why don't you let Master Wu show you? Master Wu also has research on antique treasures."

When the bigwigs heard this, they were puzzled and surprised.

Who is Master Wu?
When will Master Wu appear?

Among the people present, is there anyone surnamed Wu?