Chen Wei looked at Zhou Xiao with a little disgusted look, because Zhou Xiao, like Shen Yuanjiang, was full of money when he kept talking.

But this is honest, unlike some men who pretend to be elegant and talk to themselves about the background and connotation of Hanfu, but they know nothing about Hanfu.

Chen Wei said: "This is designed by Lao Shen according to the official Hanfu in the Ming Dynasty. It has never been sold and there is no price. But it is similar to the same type and is simpler. If it is customized, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars a set."

"So expensive!" Zhou Xiao couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"I didn't participate in the Hanfu Circle, but it seems to be the price." Chen Wei obviously had some understanding of Shen Yuanjiang's business.

"Then why do you say that Hanfu was from the Ming Dynasty, not from the Han Dynasty?" Zhou Xiao was interested in this question.

Chen Wei really knew this question: "There are two reasons. One is that the Ming Dynasty is closest to the present time. Many styles of Hanfu can be carefully studied and the details can be grasped. The Han Dynasty was too far away and it is difficult to replicate it with only the only words and paintings."

"The second reason is that the textile industry in the Ming Dynasty reached the highest point of feudal society. Whether it is textile technology or color, it is very good. The most exquisite Hanfu was also the Ming Dynasty."

Chen Wei said again: "But Old Shen also said that later, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the pass, and many Hanfu production methods and styles were lost, otherwise there would be more exquisite Hanfu."

Zhou Xiao already knew how to make quick money, at least if it was shorter than the pig cycle.

Sure enough, culture and art are intangible assets.

"Are you interested in Hanfu?" Chen Wei asked.

Zhou Xiao laughed and said, "Didn't this often see young men and girls walking around in Hanfu on the street? Just ask, why do you think about being a doctor instead of inheriting Teacher Shen's ambition to promote traditional culture?"

Chen Wei stared at Zhou Xiao blankly and said, "Isn't it more meaningful to save lives and help the wounded?"

Chen Wei's eyes clearly told Zhou Xiao that she must save Zhou Xiao's soul.

Shen Yuanjiang is here again. This time, he is an old friend of Jiangcheng's calligraphy and painting circle - Chen Qingshan, the president of Jiangcheng Calligraphy and Painting Academy, Zhang Shaobin, the president of Calligraphy Association, and others.

Shen Yuanjiang has many businessmen and friends, but this time he only invited people from the literary and artistic circles to his birthday, which also shows Shen Yuanjiang's personality.

Chen Qingshan saw many young people in the living room and joked with a smile: "I remember that Lao Shen used to be a teacher! This is full of students all over the world!"

Shen Yuanjiang said politely: "Where is, Lao Chen has won the award."

Chen Qingshan and Zhang Shaobin gave landscape paintings and calligraphy respectively, which were their own works.

Shen Yuanjiang simply said, "Come on, my students have also sent me some works today, so you can appreciate them."

Shen Yuanjiang mainly asked the two to appreciate the words sent by Su Xiaohu imitated Tang Bohu.

Although this word is written in an imitation, Shen Yuanjiang initially judged that it should be a work from the Ming Dynasty and has certain collection value.

Shen Yuanjiang was very moved, Su Xiaohu was very attentive.

Chen Qingshan looked at the words "Taohua'an" and nodded and said, "No, good, judging from the paper, it is indeed a work from the Ming Dynasty. However, from the handwriting, it should be a folk imitation. The artistic value is not high, but because it is from the Ming Dynasty, it is also very valuable for collection!"

Chen Qingshan said, "Brother Yuanjiang, your student is troubled!"

Shen Yuanjiang laughed and said, "It's just a little bit of the student's intention. Whether it's from the Ming Dynasty or not, it's his intention."

These words made Su Xiaohu, who was on the side of the latter, feel happy when he heard this.

Su Xiaohu was also exploring the opportunity to tell the teacher about the cultural and creative tourism projects.

"Take this painting..." Chen Qingshan immediately saw a painting next to "Taohua Temple".

Shen Yuanjiang didn't want to be embarrassed in front of his old friend and said, "I won't read this painting. Let's go, drink tea, drink tea."

"If you hide the good things, you won't let us appreciate them? This is not interesting enough!" Chen Qingshan was unhappy.

Zhang Shaobin also pretended to be angry and said, "Old Shen, this is not interesting enough."

Shen Yuanjiang quickly explained: "No, no, really no. This is also given to students, but the artistic value is not high, so there is no need to appreciate it."

It is impossible for Shen Yuanjiang to say directly that this is a street stall product.

Zhang Shaobin and the others also understand, and they don’t plan to read it anymore.

Su Xiaohu made tea for the two teachers and said, "Our classmate just lost his job and didn't know what to give to the teacher, so he gave this painting. Although the quality was a bit poor, he was there."

Su Xiaohu is belittling others and raising himself.

But after Chen Qingshan took a look at the painting, his face changed suddenly.

He walked over and spread the painting flat on the table to watch it carefully.

Shen Yuanjiang was very proud and quickly said, "This is also "Taohua Temple", but compared with the one just now..."

Chen Qingshan looked at the painting, the tightly clustered peach blossoms on it, the pavilions and pavilions that were looming among the peach blossoms, and the distant mountains...

This flower is very ordinary when you look at it, but when you look closely, it is easy for people to fall into it.

Chen Qingshan suddenly felt like he was drinking and writing poems in peach blossoms, and putting his ambitions between the mountains and the mountains.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Chen Qingshan is an expert in calligraphy and painting. When he saw that this painting was made by Tang Bohu.

Although the content of the painting is somewhat different from other works by Tang Baihu, Chen Qingshan can see this kind of elegance that dissolves the mind and form in the brush and ink at a glance.

Is it an authentic or a copycat?

If it is an imitation, this is amazing!

Chen Qingshan quickly said, "Shao Bin, come and see the word and the seal."

Zhang Shaobin looked at the wild grass above and said, "In Taohua Temple in Taohuawu, and under Taohua Temple, the peach blossom fairy. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When I woke up, I just sat in front of the flowers, and when I got drunk, I came to sleep under the flowers..."

Behind the cursive script are the signature and time, and there are also seals, and the seals are "Liu Ru Layman" on them.

Zhang Shaobin also became more and more frightened as he watched.

This word is cursive.

Moreover, Zhang Shaobin is a calligraphy expert, and you can tell at a glance that this is Tang Yin's character.

Zhang Shaobin still thought of the same question, is it an authentic work or an imitation?

If it is an imitation, it may not be too vivid.

The two of them were fascinated by looking at the calligraphy and painting.

Chen Qingshan murmured to himself: "It is rumored that Tang Bohu made several paintings for "Taohua Temple", but they have all been lost. I don't know if this is true or false?"

"If it's fake, the fake is too real. If it's real, this... this is a treasure of the world!"
Chapter completed!