Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 340 Master Yuan

It could be said that this is the largest antique market in Huaiyuan City, but judging from the people Zhao Gang came into contact with just now, it is much better than Pangjiayuan's.

After Zhao Gang came here, he didn't rush to ask. Generally, people who can get in touch with the black market are not usually of high status.

Moreover, people who have a considerable status in this antique world are almost the same.

After all, things like the black market are not accessible to everyone.

Just like that, Zhao Gang flickered, almost the whole morning passed, and he didn't find anything, but his stomach had already resisted.

He didn't eat anything yesterday, and today was another morning, so Zhao Gang simply went to find a restaurant nearby, ordered some signature dishes and ate them.

To say that Zhao Gang is also a foodie, every time he goes to a place, he has to try the local specialties first.

Just when Zhao Gang was eating with great interest, suddenly there was a burst of whispers from next door.

"Hey, I heard that Master Yuan will come to the antique market this afternoon, is it true?"

Zhao Gang looked around, and the three of them seemed to be discussing something in a circle.

"No way, who did you hear that from? Would a collector as big as Master Yuan come to this place?" Another person said.

But as soon as the words fell, the third person continued: "I will come, I will come. A friend of mine is doing odd jobs at Master Yuan's house. I heard from him that Master Yuan will come to the antique market today."

"No, the treasures in the antique market have been collected by the rich for a long time. The ones floating outside are either fakes or worthless things. Master Yuan suddenly came to the antique market. Is it possible that there is another treasure here? "

Although the voices of several people were very low, Zhao Gang could hear them clearly.

Hearing this person's speech, Zhao Gang couldn't help but smile, this person is also a sensible person.Now most of the antique markets display either modern handicrafts, or some fakes, old things, fake ones!

The real thing has long been collected by capable people.

At this time one of the men said again: "I heard from my friend that Master Yuan went today because there was a picture of Mr. Xu Beihong's steed horse in the antique market, so someone specially asked Master Yuan to go over and hold his eyes. You know Yes, what Master Yuan loves most is calligraphy and painting."

As soon as these words came out, the two nodded one after another.

Master Yuan is famous for his love of calligraphy and painting in Huaiyuan antique circle.

Moreover, Master Yuan has his own set of unique insights into the understanding and cognition of calligraphy and painting.

Different from others, he does not only collect old objects in his collection of calligraphy and paintings, he cares more about the artistic conception in the paintings!
It is said that once a 4-year-old child drew an impromptu landscape painting, and Master Yuan bought it for more than 70 yuan.

"It seems that the time is about the same, let's go there quickly! Master Yuan comes out of the mountain once in a while, so we must not miss it."

It hit it off, and the three of them hurriedly got up and walked out.

When Zhao Gang saw this, he immediately showed an incomprehensible smile, and then followed after paying the bill.

It was still an antique market. Zhao Gang followed three people to the entrance of an extremely grand antique store.

Qi Yuxuan.

From the signboard on the door of the antique shop, it is not difficult to see the style of the shop just from these three words.

Zhao Gang glanced at it, and suddenly there was a gap in his heart. This shop is much bigger than his shop, and the things inside are even more incomparable.

An ordinary collection is more valuable than those collected by Zhao Gang.

But at this moment, Qi Yuxuan's gate was already full of people.

There were a few people standing inside discussing something, among them was this white-haired old man in a Tang suit with a goatee, Zhao Gang guessed that this should be the Master Yuan they mentioned.

"Liu Yafang, I heard from Xiaoyu that you recently collected a picture of Xu Beihong's steed horse? Why do you have such a good thing, and you don't know how to show it to my old man?"

Liu Yafang is the owner of this store.

The old man looked at Liu Yafang with a smile, stroking his beard and jokingly questioning.

"Oh, my master Yuan, how dare you, you came here before I had time to ask you to help me palm my eyes." Liu Yafang was also a polite person, and said respectfully.

"Then you mean that my old man came here uninvited." The old man smiled again and said.

"No way, Master Yuan, if you can come to my shop, my place will be full of glory."

"Then why don't you take it out and let me see it later. I heard Xiaoyu said that your painting is extraordinary, so let my old man see it."

Xiaoyu was the man standing next to the old man.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Xiaoyu stood up with a hint of majesty.

"Boss Liu, hurry up and let Uncle Yuan give you the palm of your hand to see if this picture of your horse is authentic."

"Yes yes yes!" Liu Yafang responded hastily.

As soon as the words were finished and no one was paying attention, Xiaoyu winked at Liu Yafang.

Liu Yafang also nodded slightly, secretly communicating.

"Then hurry up." This is, the man named Xiaoyu scolded again.

Liu Yafang did not hesitate and retreated.

After a while, he walked out, holding an exquisite box in his hand, but judging from the box, this is not a mortal thing!
The people who can stay here are more or less people who have something in this industry. The people who watched the excitement at the door couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise when they saw the box for the first time. How could they not see this? The extraordinary of the item.

Even Master Yuan, who is known as a master-level figure by everyone, got up abruptly after seeing this old object!

"Master Yuan, please give me palm eyes." After finishing speaking, Liu Yafang put the box in front of Master Yuan.

There is an unwritten rule in their industry that you can't hand over things that others want to see.

Instead, it needs to be placed in front of the other party and let the other party take it by themselves.

The old man didn't talk too much, he opened the brocade box gently, and saw a rolled up painting lying quietly inside.

It seems that the old man has already felt the atmosphere of this painting before meeting each other.

With a slightly trembling hand, he gently picked up the calligraphy and painting, unfolded them and spread them on the table.

As soon as it was opened, the old man was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the old man fell into it, completely silent in the picture of the horse.

Holding a lamp in hand, I kept shining it on the painting and observing the fluorescent reaction of the painting!

Then he looked at the pole and shaft head of the mounted painting, and looked at it carefully, and he was sure that it was an old object.

Even so, the old man still didn't directly draw a conclusion, but still looked at the fun in the painting.

Every stroke, every painting, the old man looked carefully.

After a long time, the old man slowly raised his head and recovered from the painting! "Authentic, indeed authentic! Xu Beihong's artistic conception is really impressive..."

(End of this chapter)