The little guy smiled and held Liu Qingshan's arm: "Brother Biao, can you teach me kung fu now? Just promise me, otherwise I will definitely not be able to sleep."

"Then you can take your rupees and go to bed well now." Liu Qingshan rubbed his cousin's head again. He only had a sister, but really no younger brother.

Ouye! Du Jiaxing cheered and ran away.

Liu Qingshan looked at the living room, and there was no sign of his second sister and the others. He probably was with his aunt and grandma in the room, so he said to Du Yunfeng:

"Grandpa, it's getting late, so you can rest early."

Du Yunfeng waved his hand: "Come with me, otherwise, you kid will probably be like Jiaxing and won't be able to sleep."

The old man led Liu Qingshan to the study room, which was quaint and there were utensils such as the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

"When I'm fine, I like to write and draw, but I haven't figured it out and I'm not up to par." Du Yunfeng said while opening the safe.

Liu Qingshan felt that writing, painting and Chinese painting is also a good way for the elderly to write, draw, and then said with a smile:

"Grandpa, the painting you sent to auction was not your old imitation, right?"

He just had this kind of suspicion in his heart, and was not sure.

"Oh, your mind is very sensitive." Du Yunfeng took out a scroll from the safe, spread it carefully, and spread it on the table.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly went up to check it out, and the smile on his face became stronger. This was another picture of "The Picture of the Empty Mountain and the Gap of the Valley".

There is no identification without comparison. It is not bad to say that even an outsider like Liu Qingshan can see that the painting in front of him has a thicker atmosphere, and the color of the painting is more natural.

Obviously, this is the original work of Master Zhang.

The one Mitsuiki spent five million to buy it was just a fake painting.

If it weren't for the time being too late, Liu Qingshan really wanted to laugh out loud to express his inner joy.

"Grandpa, you are too careless. You actually use fake paintings to deceive people. Are you not afraid of being regarded as an old liar?" When you were happy, Liu Qingshan began to arrange this grandpa.

Hum? Du Yunfeng snorted inside his nose.

Liu Qingshan quickly gave the old man a thumbs up: "However, my grandson admires him so much that he is impressed. Why don't you take the time to copy a few more pictures and let's wholesale them for the Japanese!"

Du Yunfeng was also amused by him, and then his expression turned up: "How could I ask him to fall into the hands of those foreigners such a good thing at the level of national treasure?"

"When these foreign devils formed the Eight-Nation Alliance, they robbed our good things a lot. I'm just taking revenge on them."

Liu Qingshan was completely convinced this time. He never expected that his newly recognized grandfather had been wandering overseas for decades and had such a deep love for his nation in his bones.

The old man sorted out the picture of "Empty Mountain and Glen Valley" again and handed it to Liu Qingshan: "When will you return to China, just take it back."

In an instant, Liu Qingshan felt that the scroll in his hand was heavier than a thousand pounds.
Chapter completed!