Jianbao Lingyan

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't show it on the surface, but he was still very disdainful in his heart.

Yamamoto knew the details of Guo Shuren very well. Although he was very fond of antiques, his own level of appreciation, compared with his achievements in linguistics, was definitely the distance between an Asuka and an abyss.

"Then, please Guo Jun take out that work and let me appreciate it."

From Yamamoto’s point of view, Xu Wei is just a young man, how could he appreciate the artistic charm accumulated in history, it must be Guo Shuren who wanted to humiliate him in the name of his apprentice.

Behind Mr. Guo, Xu You slowly took out a painting scroll from his backpack, put it on the low table, and slowly unfolded it.

At the beginning, Takeshi Yamamoto didn't take this painting seriously. When the whole painting was unfolded, as a collector who has a very deep research on national culture, Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes changed instantly.

Get sharp, agitated, fiery.

"I bought this painting from the home of an old man who had the experience of studying in Japan. I spent a lot of money to buy it back, but I have never been able to judge the authenticity. This time I am lucky enough to come to Japan. What I hope most is to have a senior in the industry who can Solve my doubts."

It is said that it is impossible to judge the authenticity, but in fact, Takeshi Yamamoto has heard it a long time ago. The other party simply knew that he had found a genuine product, and then came here to show off to him.

On this picture of a lady, there is a woman with a gentle and weak expression, with melancholy in her eyes, wearing a very gorgeous twelve single clothes, sitting with her legs leaning against the door, looking into the distance.

what is she looking atMaybe it's her husband who hasn't returned for a long time, maybe it's her son who went out to study, in short, her expression is full of expectations.

"This is indeed Mr. Yamamura's work. I didn't expect Mr. Yamamura's work to have been floating abroad for so many years." Takeshi Yamamoto admitted that the painting was genuine because he still had some professionalism.

When Mr. Guo heard the other party's confession, the stiff expression on his face turned around, "You still have some moral character, and you didn't open your eyes to talk nonsense." But in fact, he still had deep regrets in his heart, obviously hoping that the other party would refuse to admit it, so that he could Hit the opponent hard once, and get back all the anger you received before.

But obviously, although Takeshi Yamamoto is annoying, he is still capable in some respects.

"Guo Jun, I have an unfeeling request, please let me welcome back this masterpiece of Mr. Shancun."

Until now, Takeshi Yamamoto has always thought that this painting belonged to Guo Shuren, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who it belongs to, the important thing is to achieve the purpose.

"Yamamoto, we have known each other for so many years, you should know that I am not short of money." Mr. Guo gradually relaxed when he heard the other party took the bait, and he was not as tense as before.

"Guo Jun, I am very sincere, please help me."

Takeshi Yamamoto bowed sincerely, as if he would never get up if you didn't agree.

It is indeed very sincere. For thousands of years, the Japanese have used this kind of sincerity to deceive generation after generation of Chinese people. They robbed things and then fled away. When they were no longer able to beat the opponent, they apologized very sincerely. It's as if what happened before was really the fault of some people.

The Huaxia people, who have been educated by Confucian culture for thousands of years, talk about 'forgiveness, tolerance, and lenient treatment of others'.

So the Japanese used their sincerity to make the Chinese forgive them time and time again, and then they found that the behemoth next door was a very good-tempered neighbor, so they intensified their efforts and demanded endlessly.

"Yamamoto, I am not short of money. I also like this painting very much. It shows me the beauty of Japan." Mr. Guo is not a vegetarian either, and he is playing Tai Chi with Takeshi Yamamoto.

"Guo Jun, how about I exchange this "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" with you?" Takeshi Yamamoto said cruelly, pointing to another painting on the table.

"This painting is not bad, but I am not familiar with the artist of this painting." Apparently, Mr. Guo didn't think one painting was enough to exchange with him.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the black bamboo on the other side, but he didn't make up his mind to exchange it. However, he rolled up "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" and handed it to Mr. Guo, "Please follow me to my collection room. Guo Jun can do it by himself." choose."

Mr. Guo took the "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" and handed the painting to Xu Wei, asking him to keep it. "Then let's go, I want to have a good look at it."

Xu Wei followed the two into Takeshi Yamamoto's collection room, and as soon as he entered, he felt something was wrong.

Xu Wei has seen a few places like the collection room, even the collection room of a young man like Shen Lei, there are more or less things that can be sold, but in this collection room, most of them are It is a modern product with only a few small white dots or an object from the Republic of China, and even a few of them are high imitations at first glance.

This guy doesn't seem to be sincere at all.

Xu You secretly patted behind Mr. Guo twice, and then patted again, but very lightly, indicating to the other party that all here are high-quality imitations or products from the Republic of China.

Old Guo was so angry that he felt that the other party was playing tricks on him.

Mr. Guo asked Takeshi Yamamoto angrily, "They are all high imitations or modern objects. Why, are you going to pack all the things in this room for me?"

"Guo Jun, you misunderstood. These are all the collections I keep at home." The ones that were not kept at home are obviously good things.

Guo Lao could naturally hear what Takeshi Yamamoto meant, snorted angrily, and wanted to leave.

"Teacher, although things are a little scattered, you can get some travel expenses when you bring them back to China." Xu You seemed to be discussing with Mr. Guo in a low voice.

Takeshi Yamamoto glanced at Xu Wei contemptuously, thinking that the other party was a low-quality, greedy little guy, and that Mr. Guo really didn't know how to choose students, so he actually got such a guy by his side.

"It's all rags, and you can earn some money by transporting them back." Mr. Guo didn't think so, but he glanced at the things in the room a little moved.

"Teacher, we're here anyway, and you can't appreciate that painting of a lady at home. You forgot that you promised your wife that you would earn back the money for the painting." Xu Er said nonsense, what about his wife or something, It's an old stalk that has been said several times.

Mr. Guo took Xu Wei to the streets to search for treasures, so he naturally made up a few jokes and bargained with the seller.This is a kind of tricky phrase, which means that this item is a good thing, and it is definitely worth the money.

Guo Lao's face was full of struggle, and he was afraid that his wife would know, and he was a little bit unwilling.

When Takeshi Yamamoto saw Mr. Guo's appearance, he did not suspect him. After all, based on his understanding of Mr. Guo, this guy was really afraid of his wife.

So Takeshi Yamamoto also fanned the flames, saying that he wanted to prepare a gift for Mrs. Guo, such as a Japanese specialty essential oil set, which Mr. Guo could give to Mrs. Guo when he went back.

Later, Mr. Guo put on an expression that I reluctantly listened to you, and agreed to Xu Wei's suggestion, and exchanged a picture of a lady for a "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" and a room full of high-quality antiques.

After going back, when all the service staff had gone out, Mr. Guo jumped up like a child, ran to the middle of the pile of packed boxes, and called Xu Wei, "Come and see, which one is the real one?" Yes, hurry up and pick them out, haha, that bastard also missed it, and let us take advantage of it."

Xu You persuaded Mr. Guo to sit on the sofa with a smile, and then opened the boxes one by one by himself. Finally, he took out two paintings from a long box and placed them respectfully in front of Mr. Guo.

"Here are two pictures. I looked at them. These two pictures were hung on the wall of the collection room before. They looked a little dusty. I have to find someone to take care of them when I go back."

Mr. Guo picked up two paintings and waved his hands, "We'll talk about these later, Xiaoer, do you still want these rags? Sell them all to me. I'll go out tomorrow and give some to my old friends."

Then he publicized how he picked up the leaks, and made that guy Takeshi Yamamoto mad.

"Teacher, what are you talking about? How much are some handicrafts worth?" Xu Wei shook his head and refused. How can these messy things cost the teacher's money.

"This can't be calculated like this. I'm going to give it to you as a gift tomorrow. I can't make you, a junior, pay for it." At this point, Mr. Guo groaned, "Well, I will give you [-] in total. They are all fake, but they are also carefully crafted high imitations.”

This price is actually not high, obviously Mr. Guo also knows that if the price is too high, Xu Wei will not accept it.

Sure enough, Xu Wei nodded and agreed, these things are at most [-] to [-], and [-] can be sold to Mr. Guo, which is fine.

"By the way, come here and tell me about these two paintings. I'll go and talk about them tomorrow."

Mr. Guo is very enthusiastic about these two paintings, and has been asking Xu Er to explain them.

The two paintings are all in a very weird style. It can be seen from the brushwork and style that they belong to one author.

One is remnant lotus, and the other is fish swimming in strange rocks, exaggerated and weird, with a broken beauty.

Not only that, but the promotion seal on the painting has a strange shape, like a clog or a turtle. In short, it does not look like a normal seal status or a name.

This style, even Mr. Guo, who has no achievements in antiques, can guess that this should be Zhu Da, a monk painter in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties.

As a descendant of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, this poor man had to pretend to be crazy all his life in order to survive.

Xu Er pointed to one of the paintings and saw that it was a collection seal printed later, it said Yue Wei Tang, an antique shop under the name of a royal palace in the Qing Dynasty, it was very famous at that time, but the seal of the Ming Dynasty cannot be very new , it seems that this seal was only printed in the last few decades.

Xu Wei took a little bit of water and put it on the seal, and after a while, two seals appeared on the back of the seal, and it could be seen that it was also Yue Weitang's money.

"This is, this was deliberately faked, probably to pretend to be a fake, and wanted to preserve it. I didn't think about it. I really deceived Yamamoto, but I was not deceived on the spot. It's a pity. .”

Guo Lao looked at the seal that appeared, and said regretfully.

"But it's great to be back now, isn't it?" Seeing Mr. Guo's lonely face, Xu Wei comforted him in a hurry.

Mr. Guo waved his hand, "I'm fine. When I think of seeing Yamamoto's distorted face tomorrow, I'm fine."

Even though he said so, Xu Wei could feel that Mr. Guo was actually very sad.

The young Xu Wei didn't understand why Mr. Guo was still unhappy when he made a profit.

Back then, the Japanese swept away countless treasures in China. When I thought of the number that had no definite number at all, and then looked at the two paintings that I had worked so hard to get back, Xu You, who had not gone through that era, was incomprehensible.

That kind of heavy, with endless vicissitudes and regrets.