Appreciation of paintings? Or is it an appraiser designated by Director Zhao?

The conspiracy is very strong!

Chen Ao is usually smart, but today he doesn’t have too many doubts and said readily: “Okay, when will I go to the appraisal?”

Master Zhao is not afraid of him not agreeing. He knows his secret and dares not submit? Are he not afraid of reporting it?

Director Zhao smiled and said, "Why choose a day? Today's weather is sunny, so why not leave now."

Master Zhao was unwilling to delay any further. Chen Ao now is Sun Wuzi in his palm. Although he could not escape his Five Fingers Mountain, there were many dreams at night, and the longer the time delayed, the more likely it was to make mistakes.

Chen Ao was a little doubtful, and was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, then let's leave now, Master Zhao is here and wait, I'll go get the painting."

Chen Ao Shen took the painting mysteriously, wrapped it in his clothes, and looked like Feng Ruo's treasure. He was still worried about Master Zhao and asked, "Master Zhao, you won't ask someone to steal my painting after taking me out, right?"

It's too direct, Master Zhao likes him like this, haha, this idiot, even if you want your painting, do you still need to grab it? If you rob this painting, you bite and surrender yourself, wouldn't it be even implicated? Wang Xianggong is an elegant thief, and he still needs to be strong when dealing with your slipperyness?

Director Zhao hurriedly said, "What are Chen Shutong's words? I, the head of the Duke's Mansion, will I do such a despicable thing?"

"Okay, that's great. Then please let Director Zhao lead the way!" Chen Ao smiled and no longer had any doubts.

One by one, Chen Ao held the painted tube covered with his clothes, and looked around nervously, for fear that a hero would suddenly jump out of the bustling street, holding a pair of axes in his hand, and shouting: "Robbery, gold and silver, copper coins, calligraphy and painting, credit cards...sweat, the lines were wrong."...

When he arrived outside a courtyard, Master Zhao stopped and ordered Chen Ao to wait outside the courtyard, and went to call the door. The door opened, and a Confucian scholar came out and glanced at Master Zhao and Shen Ao, and said angrily: "Zhao Jing, what are you doing again?"

"Oh! It turns out that the head of Zhao is called Zhao Jing! It's so disgusting. It's a big man, what kind of mirror is looking at every day!" Chen Ao murmured the name of Zhao in his heart.

Director Zhao smiled and said, "Sir, this little brother has a painting that needs to be appreciated by Mr. "

"I don't have time today." The Confucian scholar smiled coldly and was about to close the door.

Director Zhao hurriedly said, "This painting is a big deal. I will look at it no matter what."

The gentleman was a little doubtful, and Chen Ao hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, if sir can identify the authenticity, I would like to pay a... no, two cents of money for reference."

The gentleman sneered: "Who wants your money! Come in!"

Chen Ao entered the house, with many furnishings in the house, with many porcelain bottles, calligraphy and paintings. Chen Ao glanced at it briefly and smiled in his heart. This should not be this person's nest. Although these porcelain bottles are exquisite in calligraphy and painting, none of them are genuine. Also, although there are a lot of things here, there are not many daily necessities, which proves that this house is just a person who rents it to deal with him for the time being. Where is his real residence? Only by finding it can you find the ring.

Chen Ao and Zhao Master sat down, and the gentleman said, "I'm the king, please call me Wang Gong."

Chen Ao smiled and said, "The King of Kings is troublesome." This must be the pseudonym of this person, but what if he doesn't matter, let's see what he sets up before talking about it.

Chen Ao carefully took out the painting and spread the scroll. Chen Ao bowed to Wang Xianggong and said, "If this painting is true, it is written by the official. Please read it."

Wang Xianggong sat down carelessly. The painting was six feet long and two feet wide. There was a broken place at the right corner, but it did not affect the painting itself. In the painting, countless egrets were playing on the water surface, and the egrets on the water surface were dancing gracefully in the shimmering waves. The heaven and earth were boundless and all things turned into mellow.

"Good painting!" Wang Xianggong stopped the moment he saw the painting. He had seen many excellent works, but the first time he saw this painting, he touched his heart. Even if this painting was not a work by an official, it was probably worth more than a thousand gold. The egret spread its wings and was eager to try it, it was actually reflected in the lake and mountains, making people look like they were visiting the lakeside and lingering.

Not only that, the stroke is also extremely agile, with a texture of a crane dancing. He thought to himself: "I heard that the official's brushwork is thin and refreshing, with a side tip like orchids and bamboo, and it has the feeling of a crane dancing. When I saw it today, it was indeed worthy of its reputation."

Seeing this, his heart thrust, and his eyes shone with eager light, and he thought: "I have to get this painting no matter what. If I miss it, I am afraid I will regret it for my life! Such a good painting fell on a little book boy, and it is really a practice."

He went to see the signature promotion again, and the official crane body also had a great charm. The word "天" could really feel the meaning of the best person in the world; there were also seals in the palace. It seems that this painting is undoubtedly the original work!

He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ao. His sharp eyes were in contact with Chen Ao, and he suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was extraordinary.

If it is an ordinary antique painting, once Wang Xianggong smells a trace of danger, he will immediately stop the plan. However, the temptation of the painting in front of him is too great that he can't let it go. He was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "It's amazing, I can't see through it, I can't see through it."

Chen Ao widened his eyes: "I wonder what Wang Xianggong means. Is this painting true or false?"

Wang Xianggong said: "I can tell the ordinary painting at a glance, but this painting is different. Look..." He pointed to the egrets in the painting: "These egrets spread their wings and want to fly, appear vividly, and complement the colors of the lake and mountains. It is indeed the style of the official family. The problem is that here, you see this signature is a bit stiff, as if it was drawn by someone. In this way, this painting seems to be fake."

Chen Ao said depressedly: "Mr. Wang said so much, but he didn't tell me the truth. I'm so anxious."

Wang Xianggong shook his head and said, "It seems true or false."

Chen Ao laughed in his heart. The way Mr. Wang is now is exactly the same as when he deceived those customers who brought their treasures to identify in later generations!

Haha, after a thousand years ago, I could actually meet such a colleague, and even my skills were just the same!

But Chen Ao doesn't have the intention to cherish each other. He is an enemy and must be killed. Of course, he can only take over the unique skills of craftsmanship.

Chen Ao pretended to be ignorant and said, "I still don't understand, what does it mean to be true or false?"

Wang Xianggong said: "It's true. Your painting is real, but the inscription seems fake. Therefore, I can't make it for a while. Why not do this? You should take the painting back first, and come in a few days. I'll check some handwritten copies from the official and give you a correct letter."

Chen Ao looked very embarrassed: "I'm afraid it's too late, my master is still waiting to draw."

Master Zhao said, "Don't think about it, before the painting is confirmed to be authentic, if you hand over the painting to the master, what if it is fake, can you afford it? Wait a few more days and wait until the King of Kings can tell the authenticity, wouldn't it be better?"

Chen Ao hesitated for a moment, carefully put away the painting and said, "Okay, but Mr. Wang should be faster, I can't wait."

Master Zhao sneered in his heart and thought: "The man surnamed Chen has finally taken the bait. Humph, I can't beat you in front of the master, and I will cheat on your painting in a few days. Then I will teach you how to cry without tears."

Chen Ao laughed in his heart and thought: "The king's surname is finally in trouble. Haha, wait and see, now it's just the beginning!"
Chapter completed!