"Xiao Fang is here, please come in!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ji Xiangyun went over to open the door and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Here comes, what other gifts are there?"

"A little thing is worthless."

Fang Han handed the thing in his hand to Ji Xiangyun and followed Ji Xiangyun into the living room.

Long Yaxin sat on the sofa, barefoot, and when she saw Fang Han, she gave Fang Han a sly smile.

"Xiao Fang is here."

Long Weiguo hurriedly stood up and looked at Fang Han with a full face of enthusiasm.

"Uncle Long."

Fang Han also held a scroll in his hand and said, "I came here today and brought the things, and Uncle Long just happened to help repair it."

"Let's go, let's talk in our study."

Long Weiguo can't wait.

He was afraid that Fang Han would be busy at work, so he forgot about it, so he specifically asked Long Yaxin to call Fang Han to come for dinner. I think Fang Han shouldn't come empty-handed, right?

Sure enough, brought the things.

"What's the matter, I've had a meal!"

Ji Xiangyun looked at Long Weiguo who couldn't wait. This old dragon was really unhappy and looked at how anxious he was than his daughter.

"My dad must be in trouble."

Long Yaxin had long known what her father was. It was probably because Fang Han brought some good things, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc.

Long Weiguo didn't hear what Ji Xiangyun was saying at all, so he took Fang Han into the study and took the scroll from Fang Han's hand.

The scroll is contained in a long box.

Long Weiguo didn't rush to open it. He looked at the box first and said, "This box is not ordinary. It is sandalwood, and the patterns carved on it should be an expert. Well, this is the peugeot of Liuxihe."

"Liuxi River?"

"A wood carving master is also a celebrity in the industry. If this box is sold, it should be worth 30,000 to 40,000 yuan."

Fang Han was stunned, so valuable?

Just one box, 30,000 to 40,000?

"If the things you have in it are real, they will probably be tens of millions. Thirty or forty thousand boxes of tens of millions of calligraphy and paintings are nothing."

Long Weiguo said as he had already opened the box.

There is a picture scroll inside. Long Weiguo took it out carefully and then slowly opened it on the desk.

Halfway through the opening, a break appeared, and the whole painting was pulled and torn from the middle.

After opening both sections and putting them together, Long Weiguo then looked at them carefully.

"The brushwork is neat, elegant, handsome and refreshing style should be Zhang Daqian's early works."

"Well, from the point of view of the pen tip and style and artistic conception, it is indeed an early work." Fang Han nodded.

In fact, he couldn't tell the authenticity, so he could only use the method of looking at the air. The person who painted this painting should not be too old, no more than forty years old.

As for the authenticity of this painting, Fang Han did not doubt it, and Du Yuelin would not use a fake painting to fool him.

Because Fang Han didn't plan to ask for this painting, Du Yuelin was forced to give it. Since he forced to give it, he would be too useless to use a fake painting. If he didn't give it, it would be over. Why give it a fake?

From this point of view, Fang Han did not doubt the authenticity.

"It is indeed the original work, it is a work by Zhang Daqian before he was forty years old."

Long Wei Guodao: "Zhang Daqian learned from Shitao and Bada Shanren in his early years, and had a great influence and similar style. At this time, Zhang Daqian's style was actually quite immature. After going to Dunhuang at the age of 43, it was the maturity of Zhang Daqian's art. Influenced by Dunhuang murals, Zhang Daqian's style of paintings changed greatly. In addition to the fine grass, texture and color paintings he painted, his landscape paintings were still shadowed by Shitao, mainly referring to the dense and complex style of the Dharma King. The picture changed from handsome and refreshing to magnificent and majestic, and his skills were much deeper than those in his early years."

Fang Han is an outsider, but Long Weiguo is an insider. While watching carefully, he explained to Fang Han.

"Although this painting is an early work by Zhang Daqian, it is a masterpiece among its early works. The characters in the landscape are simple and magical, but they lack some simple and heavy style."

"Looking at this calligraphy again, Zhang Daqian learned from Zeng Xi and Li Ruiqing in his early years, and his calligraphy style was immature and elegant, but he had not yet formed his own style. After learning from Shitao and Bada Shanren, his calligraphy style had two aspects. One was the teacher Zeng Xi, Li Rui was delicate and elegant, square and flat, and had a slightly slight official script style; the other was the style of Shitao's calligraphy that was vigorous, bold and unrestrained. Look at the characters on this character, they were completely regular script, with horizontal strokes and horizontal strokes and strokes on the outside, and had a strong official script flavor..."

Long Weiguo was not just explaining to Fang Han, but in fact, there was no difference from his appreciation. Fang Han didn't understand and didn't say anything. Long Weiguo didn't need Fang Han to answer, and he was alone and said while watching.

"Looking at this signature, Zhang Daqian was named Ji and Ji Yuan. In his early years, the character "Yuan" had the character "Zeng". Because the ancient characters "Zi", "Zi" and "April" were connected, it was also called "Jiu". He became Zeng Xi as his teacher and changed his name to "Yuan". He only had the name "Daqian" after becoming a monk at the age of 21. Because of the lack of this knowledge, people often wrote the signature incorrectly, or had misalignment in time..."

After carefully looking at it from beginning to end, Long Weiguo then raised his head and asked Fang Han: "Where did your calligraphy and painting come from? Last year, an auction house auctioned a calligraphy and painting from Zhang Daqian in his early years. It was smaller than this one. It sold a high price of 15 million yuan. Your painting will be at least 20 million yuan."

After Fang Han left yesterday, Ji Xiangyun asked Fang Han’s family from Long Yaxin, and Fang Han was just a doctor. Such a calligraphy is not something Fang Han can afford.

"It was given by Du Yuelin from Shanghai."

"Du Yuelin?"

Long Weiguo was stunned. Du Yuelin was considered a celebrity. In recent years, some young people from other places may not know Du Yuelin, but Guan Baocheng's generation knew Du Yuelin. In the late 1990s and ten years of the beginning of the new century, Du Yuelin was considered a sensational figure.

Fang Han did not hide it, and told the story of treating the old man of the Du family, saying, "I didn't pay attention at that time. After I came back, I found out that it was the painting originally used as a medicine guide. I called him, but he didn't want it either."

"Since I've given it, I'll collect it."

Long Weiguo didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Du Yuelin was a big dog, and a calligraphy and painting was nothing, so it would naturally not be taken back easily.

"Put this word here first. I'll help you repair it in a while. After repairing it, the value of this word will never be degraded."

When Long Weiguo said this, he was still quite confident.

In the circle of antique treasure appraisal and calligraphy and painting restoration, the three characters of Long Weiguo are very important. This painting was restored by Long Weiguo. After it is repaired, it will not only not belittled, but may also be at a higher price.

"Well, just put it on you, Uncle Long. I don't understand these things. This painting was thrown in the rental house this time, and it was almost moldy."

Long Weiguo likes to hear these words. No matter whether Fang Han is true or false, they will be comfortable to hear.

"I will notify you after it is repaired. If you have no plans to take action for the time being, I will save it for you. When you want to use it, come and get it at any time."

Although Long Weiguo liked it, he did not intend to take advantage of Fang Han. He could only appreciate this painting for a while, and he could not afford it unless he took out his collections from Miao Zhongchen to sell it over the years like he mocked Miao Zhongchen.

"It's time to eat, it will be cold if you don't eat."

Ji Xiangyun pushed the door and came in: "I said Lao Long, if you don't eat someone else's Xiao Fang, do you still want to eat it?"

"Haha, eat, eat." Long Weiguo had a rare smile on his face.

This afternoon, he was always itchy in his heart. He felt a little more comfortable when he saw something just now.

When he got to the dining table, Long Yaxin asked Fang Han: "Did you bring that calligraphy and painting to my dad?"

Long Yaxin helped Fang Han clean up the house and naturally knew the painting, but she didn't understand it, nor did she know whose painting and what value it was.

"Well, it's broken, please help me repair it." Fang Han nodded.

"Just repair it?" Long Yaxin looked at Long Weiguo with suspicious eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you? Can you still be greedy for Xiao Fang's things?" Long Weiguo's eyebrows stood up.

It’s really a girl who is too old to stay. Is it appropriate to question me in front of outsiders?

"What calligraphy and painting?" Ji Xiangyun asked: "Is it valuable?"

"It's not valuable. Uncle Long happens to repair it, so I just want to bring it to Uncle Long for repair." Fang Han said.

Ji Xiangyun didn't ask much, and she didn't understand this either. Their old dragon really liked these things, and this kid knew how to meet his preferences.

Ji Xiangyun was becoming more and more satisfied with Fang Han.

After dinner, Fang Han didn't stay much and stood up to say goodbye. Long Weiguo and Ji Xiangyun personally took Fang Han into the elevator.

Fang Han had just left, and Long Weiguo had just closed the door and was about to enter the study and take a closer look at the calligraphy and paintings that Fang Han had brought, and he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Hurry, see if it's Xiao Fang, maybe I've forgotten something." Ji Xiangyun urged.

Long Weiguo opened the door and was stunned.

"Why are you?"

"Why, let's come and visit us?"

Miao Zhongchen and two or three of the few people stood at the door at noon.

"It's so late...and Xiao Fang hasn't delivered the things yet."

Long Weiguo stood at the door, like the gate god guarding the door, and was reluctant to let Miao Zhongchen and his friends enter the door.

"Lao Long, who is it? Did Xiao Fang forget the thing?" Ji Xiangyun's voice came from inside.

Long Weiguo's face turned black.

"I said Professor Long, let's take a look, it won't be bad, and I can't see it." Miao Zhongchen smiled, and sure enough, Fang Han brought the things tonight.

"Come in."

Long Weiguo was very reluctant, and just read it himself, these guys came.

"It's Boss Miao..."

Ji Xiangyun looked at the people coming in and greeted him with a smile.

"Come here to see Professor Long's collection, Yaxin is here too."

This is not the first time that the few people who came to Longwei Country today. They are familiar with Ji Xiangyun and know Long Yaxin.

"Uncle Miao, Uncle Tian..." Long Yaxin greeted.

"Xinxin is getting more and more beautiful. How about Uncle Tian introducing you to a partner?"

"No." Long Yaxin immediately spit out two words.

"I said Lao Tian, ​​don't worry about my daughter. My Xinxin already has a partner. I have just left for a while. You may be able to meet you a few minutes ago..." Ji Xiangyun said with a smile.

Miao Zhongchen and the other two looked at each other.

No wonder, Fang Han is Lao Long’s future son-in-law, so this relationship is naturally extraordinary.
Chapter completed!