All-round mathematician

Chapter 196 Copying and Authentic Works

In the dark night in summer, the sun is scorching when I go out at 06:30.The advantage of the old community is that if you grab a parking space, you can park directly downstairs.

The family of three got into the dilapidated second-hand Focus, the horn sounded, and the gate of the community was raised. Yang Tian turned right, just in time to catch his wife taking out the phone mysteriously.

"Don't call other people to make things complicated." Yang Tian pinched his wife's thigh while his right hand was free, and coughed loudly.

Yang Fan was shocked when he received the signal, his mother is going to make trouble again, which is not bad: "Mom, who are you calling?"

Song Xiaoli put away the phone in panic, pretending to be calm: "No one, look at Moments."

"Just make it up." Yang Fan snorted coldly, and secretly sent a message to Zeng Sisi, telling her to restrain Xiao Hongye and not let the latter leave.

Zeng Sisi replied quickly: We had a good talk and we are having dinner together outside.

Yang Fan smiled satisfied, Xiao Hongye should pay more attention to Zeng Sisi than at home.

Yang Tian persuaded: "With my son's current reputation, I don't need others to support my face. Hongye Bar's status is still high-end. You also know that my brother's family has a lot of business with the Xiao family. If you go there, you may not be able to distinguish between host and guest. Forget it." .”

Song Xiaoli thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, okay, let's sing and harmonize, am I the one who is the most ignorant?"

Yang Fan really wanted to say something, yes.

The car moved forward, and in less than 15 minutes, it arrived at Uncle Yang Yuan's house.

Open the door, the air conditioner in the room is cool, accompanied by the noise of human voices spreading in the corridor.

"Here we come, come in."

Yang Xi, the oldest member of the third generation of the Yang family, opened the door, pointed to the shoe cabinet at the door and said, "There are too many people, don't change your shoes, just come in." She welcomed the three of them into the door.Today, it's not to congratulate Yang Fan, but to recognize someone.

The Yang family is complete, and there is a strange young man on the sofa in the living room.

"Yang Tian is here." "Xiaoli, come and sit."

"Let me introduce you, boyfriend, Tian Jian. This is my cousin..." After Yang Xi introduced, he turned and went into the kitchen.

The man was sitting on the sofa, his body was straight and straight, his hair was cut short, his eyes were full of energy, and he had a military aura.

"Brother, uncle, aunt." Tian Jian smiled stiffly. Because of the heavy work, this expression was not easy for him.

"Huh." Yang Fan was a little surprised. With the wealth of the uncle's family, he should find someone in the business world or an executive. This eldest brother-in-law may have a high status.

If it was an ordinary soldier, it would also bring some occupational hazards, fearing that the aunt would beat him out if he heard about it.

There are big men on the sofa in the living room, women are helping out in the kitchen, and minors are bragging in the room.

"Hi Brother Tian." Yang Fan smiled, "Uncle..."

"Hey, our pianist is incredible." Chen Shifei teased, and at the beginning, everyone in the big family was ignited.

"Boy, you're getting better and better, the richest man, an artist."

"That's great. Remember us poor relatives in the future."

……

After playing and teasing, Yang Fan heaved a sigh of relief and saw nothing happened.After all, they are family members, and they don't have the flattery they imagined. I'm afraid they are all happy for themselves.

"Yang Fan, you still dare to show up." The female hooligan Chen Xiaoying, hearing the movement in the living room, couldn't wait to run out of the room, pointing at Yang Fan's nose with one hand on her hips and cursing.

It was earth-shattering and shocked the whole family.

"Chen Xiaoying, what are you talking about?" Chen Shifei was full of black lines. Emotional problems are other people's private affairs, and sometimes parents can't take care of them.

"Who doesn't know that meeting relatives is a tacit relationship, you scumbag, where do you put Hongye sister?" Chen Xiaoying yelled.

"Go, go, kid, take care of your male god." Yang Fan gave her a supercilious look. There are many troubled girls, and Xiao Hongye really made many people in the family docile.

"Chen Xiaoying, come here." Yang Yiyun said with a straight face.

The female hooligan flinched subconsciously. She was afraid of no one but her mother.Because the mother is unreasonable, she is in a bad mood and does it directly.She snorted: "Be careful." She hurried back to the room and played games with Yang Hang and the others.

"Yang Fan, don't argue with Xiaoying, you also know that her nerves are not in the same circuit." Yang Yiqing smoothed things over, her daughter's education problem has always troubled the family.And her husband doesn't care too much.

"Sister-in-law, I underestimate your nephew, I don't know her yet." Yang Fan turned his nostrils to the sky, "Brother is a great pianist, he's been a big hit for a long time, and I only have Ma Ying-Warren, Buffett, Li Yunfei, etc. in my eyes. Hmph."

Yang Tian quickly hit his son on the head and cursed: "Which one is not your elder, dare to pretend to be aggressive at home."

Laugh out loud.

Tian Jian, who was born in the army, finds these relatives very interesting, such as those who have escaped personality, those who are stable, and people of all colors.

I heard from my girlfriend that going to a family reunion is stressful, but I didn't expect it to be a bunch of funny comparisons, especially the third generation, each one is more weird than the other.

The younger brother named Yang Fan in front of me is so famous that he has no limit. At that time, his girlfriend mentioned that he was a talented young man with top-notch self-cultivation and elegant conversation.

When I really saw her, the petty way of speaking was really an eye-opener.

"Isn't an artist supposed to be that special?" He glanced at Chen Shifei, who had a scholarly aura most similar to an artist's aura, gentle and generous.

This little brother, it's a little... inexplicable, he really doesn't know how to describe it.

The relaxed atmosphere affected Tian Jian, and said: "Come on, Yang Fan, sit next to brother, and tell me how to hang and explode the sky."

There are nearly twenty people in the family, and their ears are pricked up at the same time.

I have watched the live broadcast, but no one involved can explain the specifics.

And that formula, just thinking about it makes people feel hot, and the money is so easy to earn, giving up the opportunity to be the richest man, is the brain flooded?
"Okay, let me tell you..."

In the kitchen, the hostess turned off the range hood, the fan was too loud, and turned down the stove flame.

Yang Xi, who helped wash the vegetables, slowed down, and she threw the celery leaves and stalks into the trash can.

The sisters chatting with their mother in the old man's room lowered their voices.

"One or two people know the formula is harmful, everyone knows the formula is good, that's it..."

The thrilling development of the incident was understated by Yang Fan. His relatives only saw part of the truth, and even his parents only knew the surface.

Tian Jian narrowed his eyes, moved his lips, but did not speak.

From his perspective, it is natural to imagine a war that has not seen gunpowder smoke, with many parties secretly competing behind it.

The global live broadcast, the two people who appeared behind Yang Fan, as long as they know or are willing to dig, understand what it means.

"Well, our Yang family has produced talents." Yang Yuan praised, and felt a faint pain in his heart, "This is the opportunity to make money... hey."

"It's okay. With Yang Fan's situation, money won't be of much use in the future." Many of Chen Shifei's circles are retired cadres, and he only heard some leftovers with a few words. not a problem.

"Why don't you eat? You are all saying that Yang Fan is good. My father has such a low sense of existence." Yang Fan pretended to complain, but he must be happy in his heart.

"Okay, let's serve dinner."

The male master let go, and the women in the family hurriedly cleaned up.Put a table in the dining room, a table in the living room, and push the sofa and coffee table to the corner.

More than 180 square meters, more than 20 people are busy, very crowded.

"Come, come, come, Xianjing will soon have another member in the family."

done.

"Regard that someone in the family is promising."

done.

Men drink, women drink, new member Tian Jian asks Yang Fan why he doesn't drink, Yang Fan says the taste is too strong and he is not used to it.

This is the truth, Yang Fan will not deliberately find trouble just to pretend to be manly.

After eating and drinking for an hour, the women packed up the leftovers, put away the makeshift round table, and returned the sofa to its place.

After finishing talking at the dinner table, watching TV was boring, Yang Yuan suggested: "How about...well..." His eyes fell on Yang Fan, and he choked back the remaining half of the sentence.

"Brother, let's just play mahjong." Chen Shifei blew on his tea with a smile, "Las Vegas casinos prohibit mathematicians from entering, let alone family mahjong. It's not that sincerity and wallets make trouble."

During the Chinese New Year, Yang Fan killed all directions, and the three poker players realized that their computing power was too strong, and they tricked the whole family.

"How about Xiao Tian?" Yang Yuan pushed someone out of the team, counting on his prospective son-in-law to be a poker friend.

"Dad, don't cheat, he won't." Yang Xi said.

Before Tian Jian could speak, his girlfriend worried about him first, and he was thinking that he would accompany him even if he was left with shorts after losing.

"You damn girl, you're like this before you get married." Yang Yuan turned back and asked, "Why don't you, Yang Tian..."

Uh-huh, Song Xiaoli coughed in a low voice, Yang Tian knew how to play poker, well, the son won't let him win, and the loser will beg him, it's a beautiful idea.

Yang Tian, ​​who is strict with his wife, dares to stand out, and shrinks aside and does not speak.

Yang Yuan, who couldn't get enough of the poker addiction, had no choice but to say, "Since we don't have enough people, let's play a game."

Yang Yuan made a fool of himself, and hurried back to the room: "Wait, I'll show you something good."

"Brother has bought a treasure." When it comes to Wen, Chen Shifei is full of energy, no one sitting here is more professional than him.

In half a minute, Yang Yuan came out holding a one-meter-long black cylinder. Under the gaze of several men, he smiled mysteriously, lifted the lid, and pulled out a set of scrolls.

Chen Shifei's eyes brightened, and he quickly put all the teacups under the TV cabinet, took out a paper towel and wiped it twice on the glass coffee table.

"Right and wrong are literati after all, and they know how to do things. This kind of precious thing is the most uncommon. Come help me."

Chen Shifei pinched the first two corners of the scroll devoutly, and Yang Yuan slowly spread it out.

"Huh." As soon as the words on the scroll appeared, Yang Fan couldn't help exclaiming, and then he was puzzled and showed a weird smile.

"How about Yang Fan, I can see the smell." The whole copybook was stuck to the glass surface, and Yang Yuan, who turned into a literati, took out the supporting paperweight and pressed the four corners.

"Right and wrong, let's talk about it, how about this?" Yang Yuan said.

A copybook.Black characters on a white background, high-quality paper, when the scroll is opened, there is a scent of ink.

Chen Shifei's eyes were shining like two searchlights. He walked around the coffee table, wanting to touch it several times but couldn't bear it.

Yang Tian looked back at his son, the two looked at each other in blank dismay, what's going on?

"Vigorous, majestic, majestic, peaceful and natural style, euphemistic and implicit, elegant and graceful."

Chen Shifei stretched out a finger, as if he was paying homage to a holy object, he paused when his fingertip touched the copybook by three centimeters, and sketched along the strokes, trying to figure out the charm.

After closing his eyes and enjoying, he praised: "Brother, what a good thing, Wang Youjun's running script."

Only Chen Shifei could understand the name of the inscription.

Yang Yuan was scratched to the itch, his eyes narrowed into a line, and said: "It's good to say right and wrong. Come on, all of you come to see and feel the calligraphy of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, this thing is very expensive."

"Brother, if this thing is kept well, it will become more and more valuable. Why don't you make a price..." Chen Shifei really wanted to buy it, but his family was afraid of financial difficulties.

"Right and wrong, I only got it a few days ago, and I'm planning to find someone to frame it and hang it on the wall. Don't think about it just yet."

Yang Yuan was even more proud, and turned his eyes to Yang Fan and his son, as if they were not in the mood, and asked: "What's wrong, Yang Tian, ​​don't you understand?"

Yang Tian was silent for a while, and mustered up the courage to say: "Brother, this thing of yours is probably not fake, you have been cheated."

Yang Fan felt strange, and stepped forward to touch the edge of the paper. The comfort level was three levels higher than what he had used before. At this point, he frowned, this is not the one he wrote.

"Yang Tian, ​​why did you see it?" Yang Yuan didn't expect his younger brother to have good eyesight, so it's a pity that he didn't gain envy.

"Huh? Brother, you bought the fake one even though you knew it was fake? I just said nonsense, but I guessed it right. How much is it?" Yang Tian was at a loss, and he was by the side during the wording process.If it's the real thing, how can you be willing to give it away.

He glanced at his son, who shook his head slightly.

Yang Tian was stunned, it wasn't written by his son, so is it true or false?
Tian Jian's face was full of indifference, the elders didn't speak most of the time, Yang Fan was thoughtful and speechless, Yang Yuan caught these expressions in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Right and wrong, please explain to everyone."

"You guys." Chen Shifei nodded at the man's face, and said, "If this is an authentic work, the eldest brother may not be able to afford it even if he has empty his family, let alone 5000 million. Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, Wang Xizhi's copybooks on the market are as early as It will not appear, and the number I mentioned cannot reflect the real price.”

"I've seen the real one, but it's regarded as a treasure, and it's put away after being imitated by an expert. If it wasn't for my luck, I wouldn't have seen this grand event." Yang Yuan was proud of this, and he acted quickly on the spot, otherwise It's not his turn.

Yang Tian heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't have to be cheated, and then asked: "Then this is a copy version, how much is it?"

"Not much, about a hundred thousand."

This is not expensive?He was slaughtered and bloody.Yang Fan and his son exchanged glances without saying anything.

Chen Shifei recalled the gossip in the world recently, and asked, "Brother, let alone the copy version, is the one you saw real?"

"It's... a little unclear." Relying on Yang Fan's nephew relationship, Yang Yuan opened up a lot of contacts and got in touch with high-end people, and he really took part in the authenticity inspection.

"Experts can't say for sure. The writing is definitely true. The brushwork, boldness, and turning arc are all 100% correct. It's the paper..."

"How about it?"

"Paper is modern, and you can buy a dozen for 500 yuan on the street." Thinking of this, Yang Yuan felt inexplicably sad. He is obviously a great calligrapher, so why is he so poor.

Chen Shifei sighed, isn't it clear that the so-called authentic works are also imitated by modern people?Inspection is simply a joke.

"This one, brother, keep it well, and the price will increase after a few years. Even if it is a copy, if a master copy becomes famous, it is also an allusion, and the price will not be worse than that of the real author later." Chen Shifei suggested.

"That's for sure. This is the work of Master Wu Hai. Master Wu Hai is a master of ancient literature and contemporary academics. It is very famous in Wuzhou."

Baby Yang Yuan put away the copybooks, waiting for the price increase.

Yang Tian hesitated several times, but still didn't make it clear.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes at his uncle, and said brokenly: "Old Wu is really good at fooling people, and what's more, he plagiarized himself, shameless."

(End of this chapter)