Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 59 Unusual

"Didn't I say it a long time ago, celebrity calligraphy and paintings are not accepted!" The teacher looked unhappy: "Unless he is willing to do it himself..."

"Hehe!" Secretary Wang was still smiling all over his face: "You guessed it again!"

As he spoke, he opened the framed calligraphy and painting on the living room, but there were four big characters in official script "Shoubi Nanshan", but only the word Dingyuan was signed.

"That's it..." The teacher shook his head: "Forget it, I can finally see it well, I should have practiced for a lot of time!"

"Secretary Dingyuan has been studying calligraphy since last year!" Secretary Wang said with a smile, "Just to wish you a birthday..."

"That's why I practiced these four characters?" The teacher was upset again: "Go back and tell him that calligraphy should be practiced well, don't always deal with errands, and make the old man happy..."

"Yes... yes!" Secretary Wang agreed again and again, chatted with the teacher for a few more words, and then left in a hurry.

After ordering people to pack up the scrolls, the teacher greeted everyone to sit down.

To be honest, what is so delicious about millet porridge, corn bread and pickles?Although the taste of the teacher's house is delicious, it is obviously a special ingredient, but it does not attract everyone's interest.Not to mention young people, few people even eat red-skinned eggs.

Of course, except for Feng Wei, this guy ate four eggs, four corn buns and two bowls of porridge, which caught the teacher's attention: "Hehe, the children just have a good appetite, so I want to eat more..."

It didn't take long for everyone to put down the bowls and chopsticks.Wait until the hall is cleaned up.A group of students all gathered together and sent up their congratulatory gifts one after another.

In fact, eating at the teacher's house is a trivial matter, and the most important thing is giving gifts.

Of course, generally speaking, the old man accepts gifts... He is very picky. If he doesn't like it, or has ulterior motives, he won't accept it at all.

On the contrary, many students made their own cloth shoes, sweaters, etc., and the old man collected a lot.

"Teacher, look at this..." Old Ye, who was smiling over there, had already approached, and said to his grandson, "Ye Quan, quickly bring the gift!"

"Tianhuang seal?"

After taking what Ye Quan was holding, the teacher showed a surprised expression: "Where did you get it?"

"Sold at a Hong Kong auction!"

"Not bad!" The old man held it in his hand and looked at it again and again, obviously very rare, but finally returned it: "It must have cost a lot of money!"

"Hey? Teacher, this is a little thought from me!" Lao Ye was in a hurry: "It's not worth a lot..."

"Okay, Xiaoye, I know you are rich!" The teacher laughed: "I can't afford more than 2 million antiques! It's good to take it back and pass it on to the family!"

As he said that, he already looked at the old lady Huang on the other side, pointed at her and said with a smile: "And you girl, don't think I don't know, a few people teamed up to give the teacher antiques, hehe, what's the matter?" It’s been several years since I bet on whose stuff I can accept, what did you bring this year?”

Hearing this, several old men and women in the crowd showed embarrassed smiles.

The old lady Huang was straightforward: "Huanghuali's painting shelf, the teacher likes to paint oil paintings from time to time, this thing is not bad!"

"I've said it long ago, don't spend money randomly..." The teacher shook his head and said, "I can't accept things that are too expensive!"

"Teacher, I didn't actually spend any money. I won it from a bet!" Feng Wei interjected later.

Hearing the word "bet", the old man couldn't help laughing: "Ha, that's interesting, let's go! Go and have a look!"

The old lady Huang was overjoyed when she heard the words, and immediately led the old man to a corner of the hall. Soon, everyone saw the so-called huanghuali easel.

"This is?" The old man was a little surprised, apparently the shape of the huanghuali surprised him.

"Where did you buy it?" The old man became more serious: "Tell the truth!"

"Grandpa, I really didn't buy it!" Huang Lu on the side recounted what happened in the market yesterday, and mainly mentioned old man Qin.

"Qin Wei?" The teacher looked surprised: "Did you get something from him?

"You always know?" Huang Lu and Feng Wei were a little surprised now.

"Hehe, that old bastard, from liberation to now, hasn't been honest for a day!"

The teacher was very emotional: "If he hadn't really contributed to the country back then, it would have been...forget it, let's not talk...you can get something from him, it's really interesting!"

As he said that, the teacher turned his attention to Huang Lu and Feng Wei again, but this time he was much more careful.

"This is your granddaughter..." The old man pointed at Huang Lu, and said to her grandmother, "You are so old in the blink of an eye? The last time I saw you was only ten years old, right?"

Although Huang Lu accompanies her grandma to celebrate her birthday every year, this is the second time she has officially fallen into the eyes of the old man, and the old lady Huang just smiled helplessly when she heard the words: "Yes, yes..."

Seeing her appearance, the teacher suddenly came to his senses, shook his head and laughed at himself: "Haha, I'm old, I don't remember well, in fact, it's also my fault that you have too many grandchildren, but my old man is stumped!"

As he said that, he pointed at Feng Wei: "Shouldn't you be here before? Why... grandson-in-law?"

If it was Mrs. Huang's descendants, they would have brought them with them when they were young, but if they came out halfway, it could only be the grandson-in-law "Oh, teacher, see what you said!" This huanghuali easel was bought by him..."

"It's not easy to find things from Lao Qin!" The teacher laughed: "Do you know the origin of this easel?"

"I only know that this is a hundred-year-old easel, but I really don't know its origin, so I need your advice!" Feng Weiwei bowed and said calmly.

In fact, the moment he touched the easel with his hand, the origin of this thing was already clear.

But since this old man is called a teacher, he should have the same temper as the teachers.

What is your favorite thing about teachers?Naturally, he is a good student who is willing to ask for advice with an open mind.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Mr. Qin let out a "ha": "You can see that it is a century-old easel, and your vision is not bad!" He pointed to the two letters "GC" on the easel: "This is the master! "

"Actually, it's these two letters that have kept me a little confused..." Feng Wei was still pretending to be stupid: "Judging from the shape and decoration of this thing, it should come from the Qing Palace Building Office, but I don't know why there is such a thing. English alphabet…"

Teacher "Giuseppe Castiglione" spat out a string of letters: "The Chinese name is Castiglione, an Italian, and he was the imperial painter of Emperor Qianlong! These two names should be his abbreviations!"

"Lang Shining?" Feng Wei looked even more surprised: "This easel belongs to him? But this shape...oversteps it?"

(End of this chapter)