Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

Chen Yang expressed his intention to come to Jiang Huan. Jiang Huan looked at Shi Dakai's portrait. What could be hidden in such a portrait of Shi Dakai? After Chen Yang's guidance, Jiang Huan also felt that there was something really inside.

"It feels like something like silk, and the area is not large. It should not be a painting." Jiang Huan said while touching, "I am not good at this kind of painting. You wait, I will go find grandpa. come over!"

After speaking, Jiang Huan handed the painting in his hand to Chen Yang, then turned and went upstairs. Song Qingyun looked at Jiang Huan's back going upstairs and smiled, "Don't be surprised when his grandpa comes down later."

What's so surprising about this? Chen Yang looked at Song Qingyun curiously, how could his grandfather be an alien? They were all human!

After a while, Jiang Huan walked down the stairs, followed by an old man. When Chen Yang saw the old man, he was stunned. He stood up and said, "Hello Mr. Jiang, this shop belongs to you." of?"

Jiang Guangtai? This shop actually belongs to him? It seems that he and I are really destined. The last time I met Jiang Huan here, I competed with Jiang Guangtai when I went back. This is really destined.

The old man just glanced at Chen Yang and ignored Chen Yang at all. He stretched out his hand to Chen Yang and signaled Chen Yang to hand the painting to him.

Chen Yang looked at Jiang Guangtai's attitude, reached out and handed the painting over, thinking to himself, it's not that big of a deal. The last time he was at Mr. Yan's place, he didn't treat him this way. Now he doesn't pay attention to him. He's still an old man. , so narrow-minded, just doing superficial things, bah!

Song Qingyun didn't speak at the side. He just stood up and smiled at Jiang Guangtai, and then gave him a fist, which was considered a greeting.

"Jiang Guangtai" still didn't speak. He just nodded slightly, picked up the painting and looked at it, then put it on the table to compare. Jiang Huan looked on, "Grandpa, he said to destroy this painting." It’s okay, as long as you can take out what’s inside.”

"I think it's a bit wasteful. It's an old item anyway, but I'm not sure I can save this painting."

After listening to Jiang Huan's words, "Jiang Guangtai" nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Well, this is indeed a bit difficult, but fortunately the picture is small, so there is no problem. It can be taken away in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yang watched "Jiang Guangtai" turn around and go upstairs with Shi Dakai's portrait. When he reached the stairs, he shouted to his granddaughter, "Double money!"

The voice is wrong, it’s not Jiang Guangtai! Chen Yang reacted immediately after hearing the old man's voice, but why did the old man in front of him look exactly like Jiang Guangtai?

"Uncle Master, this..." Chen Yang glanced at Song Qingyun in surprise.

"This is Jiang Guangtai and Jiang Lao's twin brother, Jiang Guangzheng!" Song Qingyun hugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"Ah!" Chen Yang was shocked, he really didn't expect this. But I remember that last time at Mr. Yan’s place, Bian Feijun exposed Jiang Guangtai’s background and said that his eldest brother wore a red armband in that special era and destroyed many paintings, calligraphy and antiques. Could it be this person?

Thinking of this, Chen Yang covered his mouth, approached Song Qingyun and asked softly, "Is that the one wearing the red armband who destroyed antiques?"

Song Qingyun glared at Chen Yang, "There is a gatekeeper in your mouth!"

Hearing what Song Qingyun said, Chen Yang was sure that it was Jiang Guangzheng who did it. The two brothers of the Jiang family are really interesting. One became a master of appraisal, and the other opened a mounting workshop. They both started to contribute to the antique industry, haha.

As soon as Jiang Guangzheng went upstairs, Jiang Huan stopped working and lay on the counter looking at Chen Yang with a smile on his face, which made Chen Yang feel a little scared.

"Ms. Jiang, is there something on my face?"

Jiang Huan shook his head and continued to look at Chen Yang with a smile.

"Then what's wrong with you, or where did I make a fool of myself?" As he spoke, Chen Yang glanced at the zipper of his pants to make sure that there was no problem with his window to the world.

Jiang Huan shook his head again and asked Chen Yang, "In Jiangcheng, I heard that you defeated my second grandfather by picking up a set of Song Dynasty books, right?"

Go ahead, it’s so embarrassing! Chen Yang scratched his head in embarrassment and said modestly, "It's just a fluke. How could I possibly follow..."

"Let's compete!" Jiang Huan asked with a harmless smile on his face, looking at Chen Yang.

"Ah?" Chen Yang was stunned for a moment and looked at Song Qingyun next to him. The old guy was smiling with his arms crossed, watching his own excitement.

Uncle Master, please help me say something. How can I compare to someone else who is a little girl? Chen Yang kept winking at Song Qingyun, but Song Qingyun just didn't speak.

"I heard that Second Grandpa lost to you before, so I always wanted to go to Jiangcheng to find you," Jiang Huan still had a smile on his face and stared at Chen Yang and said, "Second Grandpa didn't let me go, so you just came to your door today. Come, let’s compete?”

I... Chen Yang didn't know what to say, so he just smiled awkwardly.

"Why are you afraid?" Jiang Huan asked Chen Yang teasingly, "Don't worry, you are a celebrity now, I won't make it difficult for you."

"If I'm lucky enough to win against you, firstly, I'll be able to avenge my second grandfather, and secondly, since you're so famous now, I'll just step on your shoulders to take a step forward!"

Are you acting like you are not embarrassing me? Chen Yang looked at Jiang Huan. This little girl had a harmless look on her face. It turned out that she had already thought about how to step on him to get the upper hand. Hey!

"It's not that I'm afraid," Chen Yang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "The key is how can you compare with me? Aren't you here all calligraphy and painting?"

Jiang Huan put his head close to Chen Yang and said with a smile, "Help me identify a painting. If it's right, you win; if it's wrong, I win. Isn't it very simple?"

"Is there any lottery? It's meaningless if there's no lottery!" Song Qingyun spoke next to him at this time.

Chen Yang turned around and glanced at Song Qingyun complainingly, "Are you still my uncle? Why aren't you facing me?"

Jiang Huan pursed her lips and thought for a while, "Our family has no money, so let's do this. If you win, today's expenses will be mine; if I win, how about four times the amount?"

Looking at Jiang Huan's four slender fingers that were as green as white segments, Chen Yang could only nod. If he didn't agree and walked out of this door today, this little girl would definitely spread the news everywhere, saying that he wouldn't even dare to talk to her. If you try, you will be even more embarrassed.

Chen Yang nodded, "Okay, take out the painting and let me take a look."

Jiang Huan ran to the back excitedly. After a long time, he took out a rectangular wooden box from behind, placed the wooden box on the workbench, and motioned for Chen Yang to come over.

"It's here, let's get started!" Jiang Huan pointed to the box and said to Chen Yang with a smile.

"Miss Jiang, you are wrong," Chen Yang looked at the scroll in the box, "Didn't we agree on a painting? Why did you bring so many? You won't ask me to help you appraise it in disguise, right?"

"Do you need an appraisal?" Jiang Huan pouted and rolled his eyes at Chen Yang, "You'll know in a minute!"

It is true that the second grandfather is Jiang Guangtai, so there is no need to identify it by himself, but what does this mean? I just said that this little girl is not that easy to deal with.

Jiang Huan opened an ancient painting with a slightly yellowed paper. The wooden scroll could clearly feel its age.

The ancient painting was opened, about 1.9 square feet. Chen Yang leaned over and saw at a glance the words in the upper left corner: "Reflecting into the river and turning over the stone wall, returning to the clouds and embracing the trees and losing the mountain village, following the example of Guan Tong." The picture has towering stone walls and dense jungles. , the river flow is described vigorously with fine brushwork, its turbulence and ups and downs, its momentum is turbulent, and its dangers can be known when a boat is traveling on it. There are secluded springs in the mountains, white clouds are everywhere, and houses are looming, which is exactly what Du's poems are about.

"The first of six hand scrolls by Wang Hui imitating the horizontal scenes of famous figures from the Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties?"

Song Qingyun couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this painting nearby.

Fuck! There aren't exactly six hand scrolls in this box, right? Chen Yang frowned slightly.