Treasure Appraisal: My eyes can identify all things

Originally Jiang Cheng thought he had picked up a big leak.

As a result, Mr. Liu told him that the Ru kiln azure-glazed three-legged brush washer he bought was actually a modern handicraft.

For a moment, Jiang Cheng thought his eyesight power had failed!

The result was an accident.

He unexpectedly discovered that there was a small red character hidden under the cracks in the Ru porcelain ice, "Cheng".

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a long time before regaining his composure.

But my heart couldn't be calm for a long time.

This is too weird!

Especially the bright red color, Jiang Cheng had a vague feeling that it seemed to be the "pigment" that outlined the sixteen strange symbols of the fortune-stealing talisman.

And the writing technique is exactly the same.

Because they are too small!

Just like the sixteen symbols, they are so small that even if they are placed in front of ordinary people, they may not even notice the touch of red, let alone recognize that it is a word.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng's extraordinary eyesight, it would have been impossible to spot this word, let alone see that it was the word "成"!

What is this mysterious pigment?

Who left the word "Cheng"?

Whose handicraft is this azure glaze brush wash?

A series of questions roared in like a savage beast, and Jiang Cheng was instantly confused!

Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of the middle-aged Taoist priest who took the black stone.

He doesn't seem simple.

Maybe he can know the origin of that "pigment"!

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng solemnly asked Liu Ruiming, "Mr. Liu, can you tell who made this Ru kiln?"

Liu Ruiming sighed and shook his head: "There are too many people who can make this kind of azure glaze in the contemporary era, and there is no way to verify it. However, if you want to know, I think the Ruzhou Ru Kiln lineage should have some clues! "

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment and then nodded.

In today's society, there are too many kiln mouths that can produce azure color!

From a producer's perspective, it just doesn't make sense.

But starting from the perspective of the word "Cheng", Jiang Cheng felt that it was effective!

However, this matter is not urgent, because it has nothing to do with him, he is just a little curious!

Let’s explore it again if we have the chance in the future!

At this time, Liu Ruiming took a sip of tea, and suddenly looked a little lonely and said: "Little friend Jiang, I want to apologize to you for talking about the Imperial Green incident! As an elder who grew up watching Xiaoshan, he did such a thing I feel sad too!”

Jiang Cheng was a little stunned. To be honest, if ordinary people faced with more than 500 million imperial greens, they would probably be no better than the Murong family.

Human greed is not easy to satisfy. Even if you earn 500 million, you will always want to earn another 500 million!

It's just that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. You can't push away what belongs to you, and you can't get what doesn't belong to you!

The right way is to make money by doing your own work and following the rules!

Then he smiled: "Mr. Liu, that matter has passed. I have nothing to do with the Murong family anymore! Besides, you are you, and the Murong family is the Murong family, how can I be confused with them!"

Liu Ruiming touched his beard and smiled happily: "Jiang Xiaoyou is really broad-minded!"

Jiang Cheng was so embarrassed by Liu Ruiming's praise that he quickly changed the subject and asked about the "Horse Picture"!

"Mr. Liu, I heard from the clerk that the "Horse Picture" in Furui Xuan is your calligraphy? I thought it was the original work of Master Xu!"

Liu Ruiming smiled and said: "That's what you said! I copied it randomly when I was young. I felt pretty good about myself, so I never lost it. Later, after I founded Furui Xuan, I kept hanging it there! What? Jiang Xiaoyou is very interested in ink painting. interested in?"

Jiang Cheng's old face turned red: "It's not accurate to say that I'm interested. I dreamed of being a painter when I was a kid! Unfortunately, I don't have much talent in painting. I can only draw some stick figures..."

Jiang Cheng was not lying. When he was a child, he saw Master Qi Baishi's traditional Chinese painting of shrimps in a textbook and was shocked.

I pestered my parents to buy a bunch of tools for ink painting. As a result, I was very confident and ambitious before painting.

After I finished the painting, I took a look and saw the black lumps, which were terrible to look at!

He gave up later.

But I still have a dream of becoming a painter deep in my heart.

"Stick man?" Liu Ruiming was a little confused. He probably had never heard of this word before, "Hahaha! I didn't expect Jiang Xiaoyou to be a member of the same group. You said that and I became even more interested. Come on, come on! Let's communicate! You... Is the stick figure drawing technique a new painting technique? Isn’t it great?”

With that said, Liu Ruiming couldn't help but pull Jiang Cheng towards the door.

He wanted to see what the stick figure drawing method was.

Jiang Cheng was also extremely embarrassed, but Liu Ruiming's grip was too tight and he couldn't refuse, so he could only follow behind.

I feel funny in my heart. If Mr. Liu knew what a stick figure was, he would probably faint from anger!

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After a while, the two entered an antique room.

As soon as he entered the door, a solid wooden desk appeared in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked at the room curiously.

This is a small room, it looks like a study.

There are two rows of wooden shelves standing on both sides of the wall, filled with various precious antiques.

Jiang Cheng instantly felt as if he had traveled through ancient times.

Jiang Cheng took a quick glance and saw that every piece of the collection was valuable.

It’s even higher quality than what Furixuan sells outside!

But this is natural. Really good things are usually treasured and unlikely to be sold as merchandise!

That's so tacky!

"Little friend, come on, come on! You draw something first and I'll see what a stickman is."

At this time, Liu Ruiming had already laid out the rice paper, adjusted the ink color, picked up a brush, and handed it to Jiang Cheng with a smile on his face.

Jiang Cheng shook his head like a rattle and smiled awkwardly: "No, no, no! Mr. Liu, I know nothing about Chinese painting. I don't even understand the basics, so I won't show off!"

"Oh! Don't be humble, little friend. There are no outsiders, but there is no harm in painting!"

"Mr. Liu, are you sure you want to see the stick figure?"

"You're so young! Hurry up and draw!" Liu Ruiming said angrily in a suit.

"Ahem! Okay, Mr. Liu, let me ask, is your heart okay?" Jiang Cheng still said it to be on the safe side.

He didn't want Liu Ruiming to faint from excitement when he saw his stick figure creation.

Liu Ruiming: "???"

Jiang Cheng held the brush and pondered for a moment, thinking about how to present the essence of stick figure painting.

Suddenly the eyes lit up.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhishan's "Phoenix's Proud Intention" in the movie "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance" by Star Master suddenly appeared in my mind.

The corner of his mouth is crooked.

A minute later, Mr. Liu looked at Jiang Cheng's "Chicken Eating Rice Picture" with his head buzzing.

What the hell is this about killing Matt’s little chicken?

Wearing a hoop on your head?

The style of painting is too...

"Ahem! My little friend, this picture of a chicken eating rice is really impressive. Is this how the fire policeman draws it?"

Jiang Cheng's face turned red: "Liu...Mr. Liu, this is the Phoenix!"

"(⊙o⊙)What?"

Suddenly, the air was quiet!

Three more words appeared on Liu Ruiming's forehead in an instant.

who am I?

where am I?

what am i doing?