Antiques with golden eyes

"Shen Yu, even if they are all fakes, I can't go back on my word now that I've accepted them, right? Let's sit down and have a cup of tea and slowly identify them."

Cheng Tianle's mentality is really good.

Although the dozen or so calligraphy and paintings he had previously identified were without exception either fakes or copies, he still had a smile on his face and even poured Shen Yu a cup of hot tea.

Shen Yu refused directly.

In order to get the answer, Shen Yu silently recited "appraisal of treasures" in his heart.

In an instant, a ball of light cyan light emerged from three inches above the "Picture of Crouching Tiger and Arhat", and the size of the light was similar to that of a walnut.

"It's really Ding Yunpeng's original work. Although my father's calligraphy and painting appraisal is not as good as mine, he is better than many people. This picture of Arhat has both the title of the painting and Ding Yunpeng's own title and seal. Even if he was drunk, he shouldn't have treated it like this. An authentic work is presented to Cheng Tianle."

Shen Yu is really puzzled now. Although in the eyes of outsiders, Shen San is no different from a good person with good luck and poor skills, but Shen Yu knows his father's true strength.

In terms of skill, more than a dozen men can’t get close to each other.

When it comes to identifying treasures, he is also better than most so-called appraisal experts and palm-eye masters.

Coupled with the fact that my father loves money as much as his life, he really shouldn’t be so conspicuous.

I couldn’t figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

Since he couldn't understand it, he didn't want to think about it. Shen Yu folded the scroll and gently placed it in front of Cheng Tianle. "This scroll of "Crouching Tiger and Arhat" is an authentic work by the great painter Ding Yunpeng of the Ming Dynasty. The market price is about 8 million to 12 million. You can Buying it for only two million is a big steal."

Although he felt distressed, Shen Yu still told the truth out of professional ethics.

This is the bottom line of his life. He will not call an authentic work a fake just because the price is high and then cheat him.

This kind of thing didn’t happen before, it doesn’t happen now, and it will never happen in the future.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Tianle didn't believe it at all. He frowned and said, "Brother, are you kidding me? This painting is almost rotten to pieces. Could it be Ding Yunpeng's original work?"

Shen Yu took a sip of hot tea and said somewhat speechlessly: "How old are you and I still tease you? Do you think I have nothing to do as much as you do?"

Cheng Tianle looked like he was not afraid of boiling water, "Not to mention, I still have a childlike innocence. In my heart, I will always be sixteen years old. Let's put it this way, I don't even like to sit at the same table with my peers when eating! ”

Cheng Tianle's silly words made Shen Yu spit out a mouthful of hot tea.

Cheng Tianle wiped the tea from his face without changing his expression, "Since I missed this painting, I can't take advantage of you too much. Here, this is an IOU from your father, and I'll give it to you now."

An IOU with a handprint was placed in front of Shen Yu. The handwriting on it was indeed Shen Sanyun's own handwriting.

Shen Yu thought for a moment, "You should keep it. This is a matter between you and him, and I won't get involved."

Cheng Tianle was a little confused, "No, this is an IOU of more than two million yuan, not more than two hundred yuan."

Shen Yu waved his hands and did not want to continue this topic.

"As the saying goes, we don't know each other without fighting, so you can teach me how to identify antiques, right?"

Shen Yu filled Cheng Tianle's water glass, "Old Cheng, do you know how many years it has taken me to learn antique appraisal?

This sentence "Old Cheng" made Cheng Tianle a little flattered. He scratched his head, "Five years? No, at least seven or eight years, right?"

Shen Yu smiled and said, "I have been distinguishing paper and silk from different dynasties since I can remember. I have seen and touched tens of thousands of ancient papers and silks since I was a child.

"Others only need to be able to read and write neatly, but what about me? I need to learn running script, cursive script, official script, seal script, and regular script together.

"Forget it, let me tell you what I am doing. Let's put it this way. Antique appraisal is about talent. Even if someone teaches you face-to-face instructions every day, many things cannot be expressed clearly in words. You can only understand them by yourself.< /p>

"I don't have time to teach you every day, and you don't have time to learn appraisal from me every day. So if you want to learn antique appraisal, it's better to find a palm-eye master to follow you every day."

Cheng Tianle: "Then if I come to your store to ask you to appraise antiques, I have to help you, right?"

Shen Yu smiled again, "Looking at the fact that you can pay off my father's debts with these calligraphy and paintings and treat me to tea, I can't kick you out. As long as I can do my best, I can help you read it."

What Cheng Tianle said next shocked Shen Yu, "Shen Yu, you treat me as a friend, and I can't be stingy. Let me ask you, have you provoked those group of Danshan Taibao who are fighting against each other?"

Shen Yu glanced at Cheng Tianle, and then nodded in confusion, "That's true, but you also know about it?"

Cheng Tianle smiled very vulgarly, "Hey, my Cheng family has been dealing with Jianghu people since the Kangxi and Yong years. We not only have some friendships with people like Danshan Taibao, Touching Gold, Faqiu, and Xiling. In fact, I overheard With this news, it seems that the group of Danshan Taibao are going to take action against you, and they have even taken action against you!"

Shen Yu put down the tea cup and asked seriously: "Have you already taken action against me? Why didn't I know?"

"Last time you rescued people on the Qingshui River Bridge, the so-called young man who jumped off the bridge after buying antiques was actually the person who served as the Taibao. To put it bluntly, the other party set up a trap for you that day!"

Shen Yu immediately shook his head, "It's impossible. The other party is just a local master who fights backwards. How could he expect that I would definitely go to Qingshui River?"

Cheng Tianle put away his smile and said solemnly, "The two pieces of porcelain that were broken on the bridge are one is the Yongxuan Lotus Dragon Pattern Heavenly Ball Vase, and the other is the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, right?"

Just when Shen Yu's expression changed slightly, there was a sudden knock on the door in the office.

Originally, Cheng Tianle was showing off, but he couldn't help but frown when someone interrupted him.

He angrily shouted at the door: "Who is it?"

Unexpectedly, what came from outside the door was a somewhat charming female voice, "Boss, Xiaoling."

"Oh, it's Xiaoling. The door opened by itself without locking it." Cheng Tianle's voice became surprisingly gentle.

The door opened gently outside, and a girl with a round figure, short skirt and long legs came in. She was quite pretty. She didn't wear heavy makeup, but simply put on light makeup.

Judging by her overall attire, she should be Cheng Tianle’s secretary.

"What's going on? I asked you to go to the bank to withdraw cash. Why did you come back empty-handed?"

Xiaoling twisted her slender waist and came to Cheng Tianle, "Boss, it was your cousin who called me and said he had something important to discuss with you."

Cheng Tianle had no tenderness for his cousin, and looked like he hated iron. "Is he stupid? A thirty-year-old doesn't know that he is calling me?"

Xiaoling covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "Boss, your phone keeps telling you to turn off the phone. You unplugged the landline line because you were annoyed. The vice president can't contact you even if he wants to!"

"Is this the case?" Cheng Tianle took out his mobile phone and saw that it was really out of battery.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xiaoling leaned into Cheng Tianle's ear and said a few words, and Cheng Tianle's expression changed inexplicably.

"Shen Yu, I have something to do and I have to go out for a while. Don't leave yet. I have something important to tell you later. It's still Mr. Feng's business. If you have nothing to do, please help me take a look at the paintings below. These paintings

I don’t want it anymore, I’ll give it to you.”

After saying that, Cheng Tianle picked up the car keys and hurried out.