Of course, Wang Guan did not make any embarrassment and chose to tell the truth directly. As the saying goes, no desire is to be tough, and he has nothing to ask Master Qiao for help, so he naturally doesn't care whether Master Qiao is happy.

In addition, Wang Guan was a little ridiculous and vaguely felt that Han Lang seemed to regard himself as his rival in love.

No disaster! Wang Guan sighed in his heart, didn't care much, and continued to comment on the big cigarette pole: "It's good to have something good, but it's definitely not an antique. After all, the forging technique of the tobacco pot head is imitating the craftsmanship of the Xuande furnace.

It is the forging process of Xuande Furnace that has been studied and cracked in the past 20 or 30 years."

"In other words, things cannot last more than thirty years." Wang Guan weighed the cigarette rod and smiled, "And judging from the patina of the cigarette rod, it is enough to be as long as ten or eight years.

Not bad.”

"Yes, it's exactly ten years."

Master Qiao Si touched his bald and beardless chin and smiled: "At that time, the cigarette rod on my hand broke, and someone gave me one. It was heavy and strong, so it has been used for ten years. As for Ji Xiaolan's big cigarette

Poles, antiques, etc. are just jokes that everyone is talking about, no one cares…”

"When the old man lives to 120 years old, he will pass the big cigarette pole down and it will be an antique." Wang Guan smiled casually and said, "When the time comes, it should be no problem to sell 200,000 to 300,000 yuan."

"Haha, then I'll wait for that day to come." Master Qiao Si smiled and suddenly said in surprise: "No, isn't that looking forward to death? Well, I'm so confused."

"Old man, you should think so. Being able to live to 120 is already profitable, and it doesn't matter if you die." Wang Guan said with a smile: "So it's not about looking forward to death, but a kind of persistence and a belief.

, I believe I will definitely live to that age."

"Yes, that's right." Master Qiao Si nodded repeatedly. At the same time, when he saw the two of them chatting and laughing, Han Lang couldn't sit still. He found an opportunity to interrupt naturally and said, "Mr. Wang has a good eye,

I wonder if you have heard of the picture of Empress Tang?”

"The picture of Empress Tang?"

Wang Guan was stunned and was surprised and said: "The original works of the famous paintings of Zhang Xuan, a court painter in the Tang Dynasty, have been lost. The most precious of them is the copy of the Song Dynasty, but it seems that it was wandered overseas during the Republic of China period. Now the Palace Museum is only collected.

Just a copy of the imitation.”

When it comes to the name Zhang Xuan, it may not be as famous as the Tang Dynasty court painter Yan Liben and Wu Daozi, which is familiar to ordinary people. Moreover, Zhang Xuan's works are very few, but there are two copies of the Song Dynasty, which are famous.

Almost anyone who knows a little about ancient Chinese paintings knows the reputation of the two works.

The picture of Mrs. Guo’s traveling in spring, and the two famous paintings of national treasures were written by Zhang Xuan. Unfortunately, because the age is too long, the original works have not been passed down, and only the copy is passed down. But when you think about it, the copy is a national treasure.

Famous paintings can also be seen as the preciousness of Zhang Xuan’s works.

While surprised, Wang Guan continued to inquire: "Which period was the copy of the picture of the Tang Houxing Congtu? Is it from the Song Dynasty? Do you know its whereabouts?"

"I heard that it has been heard." Han Lang smiled and said, "When chatting with friends, he mentioned this painting, saying it was a very precious thing and seemed to be an auction in Hong Kong."

"Hong Kong!" Wang Guan thought for a while and asked again: "Which auction company has detailed information on the work?"

"I don't know this." Han Lang shook his head and smiled, "If Mr. Wang is interested, I can call you and ask."

"Okay, please trouble you." Wang Guan said decisively.

Now, it was Han Lang's turn to feel depressed. He mentioned the painting and took the initiative to help, just to show off, but he didn't expect that Wang Guan would really climb up the pole.

Is it okay for everyone to be the "love rival"? Are you begging me for help? Aren't you afraid of being a little shorter? Han Lang murmured in his heart, but he had to speak, and he couldn't regret it, so he had to stand up and make this call.

After a phone call, Han Lang finished the communication after some greetings and exchanged, and turned around and smiled: "I asked clearly, the painting seems to be an old collection of the Song Palace. It has been recorded on the Xuanhe painting gallery, and there are also famous scholars from Yuan and Ming dynasties, and the Qing Dynasty. The appreciation seals of Anqi and Zhang Congyu of the Republic of China can be said to be inherited in an orderly manner and belong to the original copy of the Song Dynasty.”

"Okay, that's great." Wang Guan was a little happy and solemnly expressed his gratitude to Han Lang.

"You have to be polite, you have to be very careful." Han Lang waved his hand. To be honest, he really couldn't understand. It was just an ancient painting. Why did Wang Guan act so excited?

"Two guys, I'll make a phone call, too."

While speaking, Wang Guan smiled apologetically and walked out of the hall door, then called Pi Qiushi's cell phone. After a while, Pi Qiushi's generous voice came over: "Brother, are there any trouble to look for brother?"

After getting familiar with the relationship, Wang Guan didn't talk nonsense and asked directly: "Brother Pi, have you received any news recently? Especially the auction items in Hong Kong."

"No." I have to say that Pi Qiushi was also very sensitive and asked quickly: "Is there any treasure that has appeared?"

"It's almost done." Wang Guan smiled and said, "I just heard that the Tang Houxing pictures of Zhang Xuan in the Tang Dynasty were to be auctioned in Hong Kong. Brother Pi is well-informed, so I'll ask you to confirm the authenticity."

"What? The picture of the Tang Empress?" Pi Qiushi was also a little surprised: "Which dynasty is a copy?"

"Song copy." Wang Guan explained: "It is the number one collection of Zhang Congyu, a collector of the Republic of China, and the work lost overseas during the Republic of China."

"Really? Wait a minute, I'll ask someone to ask." Pi Qiushi immediately ended the call. After about three or five minutes, he called back and smiled: "Brother Wang, You are more informed."

"It's just a coincidence." Wang Guan asked curiously: "What did your friend say?"

"It's really happening." Pi Qiushi smiled and said, "It's just a small auction company opened in France. The auction house does not attach much importance to this painting and does not promote it at all. However, it is rare after all. The treasure has also attracted the attention of some people. Of course, these people are also bastards, all of whom want to pick up the leak, so they are secretly informed."

"A bunch of unkind guys are really not good enough. If I hadn't been cheating just now, I would probably have been unwilling to tell the truth..." Pi Qiushi scolded him a few times, and continued to laugh and said, "No matter what, you can be sure of it." The thing is the original. How about it? Brother Wang is interested in this painting?"

"Of course." Wang Guan admitted: "I have been studying Tang painting recently. I have admired Zhang Xuan, Zhou Fang, and Guan Tong for a long time."

"Why don't you mention Yan Liben, Wu Daozi?" Pi Qiushi asked with a smile.

"Those are magical works in the paintings, and they are treasured in the hands of major museums and collectors. How could they be willing to take action?" Wang Guan sighed: "So we can only settle for the second best."

"This time, it's also a magical product, and I won't go anywhere." Pi Qiushi smiled and said, "It would be fine if I didn't know it before. If others were to receive the news and know that such treasures were taken on, it would definitely be impossible to avoid it.

A battle between dragons and tigers.”

"If you fight, fight. If it is really a good thing, I am not afraid of competing with others." Wang Guan is now rich and has the capital to spend a lot of money, so he is naturally confident.

"So, brother, are you going to Hong Kong?" Pi Qiushi said with a smile: "Do you need me as a tour guide?"

"I can't ask for it." Wang Guan was very happy, but hesitated a little: "But I am a guest at a friend's house now, and I guess I will stay for two or three days..."

"It's okay, the auction will take a few days anyway." Pi Qiushi smiled and said, "I have nothing to do. I can go to Hong Kong to get the lead first to understand some specific situations. Just come and meet me after you finish your work.

”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Pi."

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Guan hung up his phone and returned to the hall. At the same time, it was already noon, and Master Qiao Si immediately shouted: "Waiter, go and ask your sister to take the guests out for dinner."

"Grandpa, please call me my real name."

At this time, Qiao Zhishu appeared somewhere and said very dissatisfied: "Don't let the waiter scream, I'm not too small..."

"The hair is not even grown, how big can it be." Master Qiao Si said disdainfully: "When I hold my great-grandson, I can prove that you are not young. Now I will honestly ask your sister out, don't grind me.

It's slow to drag the mud."

Qiao Zhishu nodded helplessly, ran to call someone quickly, and then ran back quickly, panting and said, "Grandpa, my sister went out to play with her friend, and said she was going to a beauty and health center to lose weight, and she would not eat anymore.

.”

"Breaking a fool."

Master Qiao Si frowned, and he was a little helpless. After all, he was the one who made fun of Qiao Yu and said that she had become fat. Now Qiao Yu used this reason to avoid Han Lang openly, and he had no choice.

"Forget it, let's go and eat it ourselves."

Of course, Master Qiao Si also understood the counterproductive truth and did not dare to force his granddaughter too tightly. So despite his helplessness, he did not catch someone back with a tantrum. Instead, he smiled and said, "If you drink later, there will be a girl next to you.

inconvenient……"

Whatever Master Qiao said was what he said. Wang Guan and Han Lang had nodded. Then, under his guidance, they came to the restaurant next to him for a lunch that was quite reserved, although it was very rich and delicious.

After lunch, Wang Guan received a text message and read the contents, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

At the right time, Wang Guan thought about it and was about to speak, but saw Master Qiao Si smile and said, "Is it Xiaoyu?"

"Uh..." Wang Guan was stunned, and knew how to hide it. He immediately smiled frankly: "Yes, I gave an address, probably to let me go there now."

"Then you go." Master Qiao Si still smiled: "But it must be the first time you have arrived in Jinyang. You are not familiar with the road here. I'll send someone to drive you there, okay?"

Wang Guan really couldn't refuse Master Qiao's affection. He smiled helplessly, but nodded honestly and agreed. And it was not surprising that the driver was Han Lang...
Chapter completed!