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"In other words, we are not sure whether the travel notes recorded in the residual manuscript were written by Xu Xiake."

Mr. Wei sighed: "After all, there is no Xu Xiake's seal or his signature on the broken manuscript. It's just a simple travel notation. Even if the content is indeed similar to Xu Xiake's travel notation, it cannot be used as direct evidence."

"That's true..."

Qi Xiang thought something and nodded: "No wonder there is controversy."

"Of course, everyone cannot deny that it is fake because of this." Mr. Wei said helplessly: "After all, Xu Xiake traveled all over the country back then, but he encountered danger several times on the way, lost his luggage and diary many times."

"What we see today is Xu Xiake's travel notes, which are only 400,000 words, which are only a small part of his diary back then. So some people think that those few pages of manuscripts are the diaries lost in that year."

Mr. Wei smiled bitterly: "However, this is just a guess. It may be just a possibility after all, and it is not certain that it is a fact. So everyone was confused and simply included the things in the exhibitions of the calligraphy and painting awards, hoping that through everyone's brainstorming, we will get a clear result."

"But I didn't expect that the thing was lost."

Mr. Wei couldn't help but shake his head: "It's just a few pages of broken manuscripts. Even if it's really the original manuscript of Xu Xiake's notes, it's too precious and has no value. It has certain research significance. If it can be found, of course it's best. If it really can't be found... It sounds bad, it really won't have any impact."

"That's right." Qi Xiang agreed very much.

Even if Xu Xiake is a celebrity, his fame is largely due to geographical exploration. He is considered a famous geographer and traveler, not a literati in the traditional sense.

Although his original notes are valuable, they can be sold for tens of millions at best, and it will come to an end. Compared with other precious calligraphy and paintings that cost millions or tens of millions of dollars, they will definitely not affect the overall situation.

"So, even if those things are really lost, it doesn't matter."

At this time, Mr. Wei concluded: "As long as everyone works together, this calligraphy and painting award can still be held as planned. You don't have to worry or worry. Wait for two days, and the news will be announced and the dust will be settled."

"You are talking about Mr. Wei."

Boss Pangda hurriedly agreed: "This grand event is only held once a year, and I must support it..."

“Just support.”

Mr. Wei smiled: "Boss Pang, come and have a tea!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Boss Pang Da hurriedly took the tea handed over by Mr. Wei and said, "Mr. Wei, have you had breakfast? Why don't I go to the next restaurant? I heard that the fresh soup buns in Huanghualou seem to be very good. Let's try them together?"

"...You guys are really boring."

Before Mr. Wei responded, the young man next to him seemed a little impatient, holding his cheeks with his palms and elbows with his chair arm and curling his lips, "I came to visit early in the morning and talked a lot of nonsense again. The things I circumvented around did not involve any substantial issues. Is this interesting?"

"cough……"

After being ignored by someone, Boss Pang was stunned and looked at Qi Xiang subconsciously, with a look of asking for help in his eyes.

"Ha ha."

Qi Xiang smiled and said frankly: "Mr. Wei, I'm not to hide it. In addition to the trivial matters we just mentioned, there is another important thing we want to discuss with you, but I feel it's very presumptuous and don't know how to speak."

"It's okay, just say it." Mr. Wei vaguely understood and smiled: "I'm not a tiger. What are you afraid of? If you have something to do, say boldly and don't hesitate."

"Actually, this matter is not complicated..." Qi Xiang pondered for a while, and then said bluntly: "I heard that Mr. Wei has a painting of Xu Qingteng in his hand?"

"oh!"

As expected, Mr. Wei smiled and knew it in his heart: "Yes, why, you like it?"

"Master Wei is joking. Even if I like it, I can't take it down."

Qi Xiang waved her hand, pointed to the boss Pang next to her, and smiled and said, "It's this great man. Since he saw the original work of Xu Qingteng, he has been thinking about it day and night."

"Yes, it's me."

Boss Pang Da was not stupid, so he nodded immediately and smiled: "Master Wei, I really like that painting. I hope you can give me the things, and I am so grateful."

"this……"

Mr. Wei thought for a moment and looked embarrassed: "You two, it's not because I deliberately refuse, it's mainly the painting..."

"That painting is mine."

At this moment, the young man next to him said, "If you want to buy, I am happy to sell it. However, the price cannot be reduced. Tell me, what price are you planning to quote?"

"Well?"

For a moment, both Mr. Wei and Boss Pang Da were stunned.

"Little Leopard..."

Mr. Wei frowned and was about to say something.

But the young man was faster and said first: "Grandpa, I told you early in the morning. I brought the things over and asked you to take them to participate in the grand prize. The purpose is very clear, just to promote and sell them at a good price."

"Now someone is coming to the door, so it's okay to listen to his offer."

The young man said: "As long as the price is right, who will sell it?"

When Boss Pang heard this, he was surprised. Unexpectedly, things went so smoothly. If he had known it, why would he have troubled him like this? He would drag the favor to Qi Xiang over.

The thought flashed, and Boss Pang Da asked with a smile: "What do you call this little brother?"

"The surname is Ge!" the young man said casually: "Gebao!"

"Brother Leopard..." Boss Pang Da shouted very kindly.

However, when the young man heard this, his expression was a little cold and he was not very happy.

Boss Pang Da was stunned when he observed his face and looked at him. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Suddenly, Qi Xiang asked: "Bao Puzi?"

“Huh?”

The young man was stunned and nodded: "Yes..."

"What?"

Boss Pang Da didn't understand and was confused. He didn't know what puzzle the two were fighting.

"I changed my mind."

The young man suddenly said, "I won't sell my paintings to you."

"ah……"

Boss Pang Da was unexpected, dumbfounded, and was stunned. He said it well, but why did he turn his back on the blink of an eye? The speed is faster than reading a book, so he is too willful.

Qi Xiang sighed silently, but knew the reason. The person called Ge Bao, not the leopard of the leopard, nor the abalone of the abalone, but the hug of the hu Puzi. Boss Pang Da was confused and actually asked someone to "hug" his brothers, seeking death.

"You can leave..."

At this time, Ge Bao was too lazy to pay attention to Boss Pang Da, but looked at Qi Xiang: "Where are you? Do you want to buy my painting?"

"Well……"

Qi Xiang was a little hesitant. Although the boss Pang Da next to him didn't know why he was kicked out for no reason, he didn't react slowly. When he heard this, he hurriedly winked at Qi Xiang.

Qi Xiang understood, hesitated for a while, then nodded and smiled, "Brother Ge, whether to buy this painting? I can't make a decision now. If you don't mind, can you let me see the painting first?"

"Okay, come with me." Ge Bao stood up and turned his head and said, "Grandpa, I'll take him up to see the painting. You go to have breakfast first, anyway, someone treats you."

Master Wei wanted to speak but stopped. He turned into helpless smile: "I understand, go."

"Come……"

Ge Bao waved to Qi Xiang, and led him out of the living room and walked into the room. He passed a long corridor and in an attic next to the backyard, there was an elegant study room.

Ge Bao pushed the door and sat down, raised his legs and looked at Qi Xiang with a scrutiny gaze, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Me?" Qi Xiang blinked: "Didn't you just say it?"

"What I asked was not your name, but your origin." Ge Bao clenched his fist with his right hand and gently stroked the palm of his left hand with a ring, his movements were very regular.

"Is it a threat?"

Qi Xiang looked at her and was sure that this was a threat. He thought about it and asked back: "Do you want to know what origin do you want to know?"

"Teacher, origin."

Ge Bao snorted: "You have figured out my details, but I know nothing about you. It's so unfair."

"I don't understand this..."

Qi Xiang shook her head and said, "I just know that you are Mr. Wei's grandson, with his surname Ge's name. I don't know much about the others, so I can't tell you the details."

"Pretending, keep pretending to be garlic." Ge Bao said contemptuously: "Pretending doesn't look like some, half-covered, like a joke."

"How to say it?" Qi Xiang was a little curious.

"When you come in, the focus of your attention is not on paintings at all." Ge Bao said calmly: "It's those lost and unretrieved things, especially the broken chapter of Xu Xiake's travel notes..."

"It's normal to pay attention to this." Qi Xiang's innocent expression: "I have always been curious. I like to ask around and ask around, but it won't bother you."

"Haha..." Ge Bao sneered: "Do you know, what I hate the most in my life?"

Qi Xiang thought about it and echoed: "I hate it too..."

"..." Ge Bao looked a little depressed. He didn't even say he hated anything. Qi Xiang just shouted. This kind of behavior is really annoying.

Qi Xiang smiled and added: "I mean, I hate others' lying."

"snort……"

Ge Bao suddenly felt that he seemed to be led by the nose, which made him very upset: "Don't show off, I can't tell you. But I also want to remind you that I prefer to move fists than to say with my tongue..."

"Bang!"

Ge Bao suddenly punched the table, and a teacup bounced into the air. He waved everything and the teacup broke through the middle to make it two halves.

In an instant, he picked up half of them and wanted to throw them towards Qi Xiang. He was surprised to find that Qi Xiang was no longer in front of the study door.

After a while, Qi Xiang's voice came in from a distance from the corridor: "Brother Ge, your painting is very good, but the offer is too high. I want to think about it carefully and come to visit again another day..."

"……Depend on!"
Chapter completed!