Zha Gong pursues his career path at the crematorium

Chapter 37

The original paintings in the competition had size requirements. The ordinary paintings Qi Yuyu painted in his spare time could not be directly submitted for selection. He happened to plan to paint a new one.

After careful consideration, Qi Yuyu gave up oil painting and planned to paint a Chinese painting. He took some time to buy painting paper. When Lin Hanchuan found out, he also accompanied him.

Ordinary painting paper can be purchased online, but the older the rice paper for traditional Chinese painting, the better. The older the paper, the rarer and more expensive it is. It is not available in ordinary stores and can only be found in antique streets.

The Antique Street in Qingzhou City is very antique-style, with the ground paved with slate bricks. The buildings on both sides of the street are made of redwood with a unified style, and decorative lanterns are hung under the eaves. At first glance, it seems like you have traveled through time.

Perhaps because of the working day, there are very few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few passers-by have clear goals.

"This store has been open for many years. While selling ancient paintings, it also sells some pens, inks, paper and inkstones." Qi Yuyu is also one of those with a clear goal. "The things he sells are mixed true and false. It all depends on your eyesight."

It sounds like. Like a black shop, Lin Hanchuan thought for a while and pulled out some memories from Yi Qionglou's memory.

The ecology of the Antique Street is different from other places. There is no distinction between authenticity and fakeness here, only whether it is worth it. A Tang tricolor made in imitation of the Tang Dynasty is both a fake and a real thing. If you get it at the same price as the genuine thing, it is worth it. If you make a mistake and get it at Tang Dynasty price, it is not worth it.

"You are an acquaintance, so he doesn't cheat on you?" Lin Hanchuan was curious.

Qi Yuyu shook his head: "The trick is correct."

Even because he is a regular customer, the trick will be easier.

Lin Hanchuan was speechless for a moment. He looked at the quaint and unremarkable shop in front of him and slowed down.

The store was deserted and deserted. The boss was sitting on a recliner playing with his mobile phone. He felt someone coming in from the corner of his eye and greeted perfunctorily: "Welcome, you can see what you like."

Lin Hanchuan looked at the small store with interest. The jade stones in the glass counter are neatly arranged, and the other glass cabinet contains some antique and exquisite small ornaments. At first glance, each one looks very real.

Lin Hanchuan didn't know much about antiques and jade, but after a cursory look at the paintings hanging on the wall, he doubted the authenticity of everything in the store.

Qi Yuyu said straightforwardly: "When buying rice paper, the older it is, the better."

The boss paused while playing the game, and the character he controlled was quickly killed by the boss. He clicked his tongue and put his phone back in his pocket: "How many do I have?" The knife was made of old paper that I had been saving for several years. It came from the Cao family in Jingxian County and was seventy years old."

Such a small shop actually had such a good thing. Lin Hanchuan also became interested and said, "Take it out and look at it. Look."

The world's rice paper comes out of Jing County, and the Cao family is the most famous. The Cao family has made paper for generations. It is a famous rice paper family. If we go forward a few years, the Cao family's rice paper will be sent directly to the palace. It is authentic. The royal merchant of the Tao.

In modern times, the Cao family's handmade paper has been looted by big names in the industry. It is rare for ordinary people to get it, and it is so old. If it is genuine, it can be said to be a rare treasure.

The owner of the antique shop glanced at Lin Hanchuan and didn't care that there were no employees in the store. He turned and entered the inner room. Ten minutes later, he walked out holding two wooden boxes.

When you open the wooden box, there is only a faint smell from the wooden box itself, which dissipates after a while. The rice paper itself has no smell.

Lin Hanchuan touched the rice paper. The tentacles were smooth but not slippery. It was slightly tough when shaking. It was indeed good rice paper. However... he felt it carefully again and frowned slightly: "This feeling can last for up to fifty years."

The expression on the boss's face froze slightly: "My friend, why do you say this is fifty-year-old paper..."

Lin Hanchuan, who never looked at the price when buying things, was stunned, but Qi Yuyu stepped forward with a cold face. Go forward and negotiate with the boss.

The two of them were talking, and Lin Hanchuan took a step back and looked outside the door. He suddenly stopped and saw two familiar figures in the shop opposite.

Qi's father was carrying a box, followed by Qi Fenghua. They politely shook hands with the young man in front of them and said goodbye. They were about to leave, but when they turned around, Qi Fenghua met Lin Hanchuan's eyes.

Qi Fenghua was stunned and his expression went blank for a moment.

Following Qi Fenghua's gaze, Qi's father also saw Lin Hanchuan. He frowned. Qi's father was not satisfied with this former 'son-in-law'.

Yi Qionglou has no talent in painting, and is not surprising in other aspects. Qi's father thinks that he is not worthy of his genius son. If Qi Fenghua hadn't begged for a marriage, he would never have let Qi Fenghua and Yi Qionglou get married. Qionglou gets married.

What's more, this unsatisfactory man actually dared to file for divorce and abandon his son.

The disgust in his eyes was beyond words, Qi's father snorted coldly: "Let's go."

Qi Fenghua lowered his gaze, not knowing what he felt in his heart.

He always knew that he only had his first love, Yi Wusheng, in his heart. The reason why he married Yi Qionglou was just because Yi Qionglou had the same face as Yi Wusheng.

In the past two years, Qi Fenghua has quietly controlled the transformation of Yi Qionglou into Yi Wusheng's style. He can feel that as they get along day after day, the seemingly unruly and ruthless Yi Qionglou is gradually moved, and everything Everything develops in the direction he expects.

Things have taken a turn for the worse recently. The other party found out the truth from nowhere and filed for divorce. Two years of hard work was ruined in one fell swoop.

Lin Hanchuan moved out decisively, taking nothing with him, and blocked all Qi Fenghua's contact information.

In his carefully decorated home, Qi Fenghua looked at everything he was familiar with. This was originally his dream love nest with Yi Wusheng, but he... actually missed Yi Qionglou.

Qi's father called out, but Qi Fenghua seemed not to hear it and was silent in his own thoughts.

When Yi Wusheng passed away, Qi Fenghua had nowhere to express his inner pain. After marrying Yi Qionglou, he found the courage and support in life again. He also gradually discovered that besides their appearance, Yi Qionglou and Yi Wusheng were more than just their appearance. There is no similarity whatsoever.

The seemingly cold-hearted Yi Qionglou is actually easily moved. As long as you give him a little love, he can open his heart. Sometimes Qi Fenghua himself doesn't know whether he is using Yi Qionglou as a substitute or whether he can't help but want to be nice to him.

I secretly dated Yi Wusheng for half a year, but the actual time they got together was less than three months. Instead, I actually got along with Yi Qionglou for two years.

Qi Fenghua's inner emotions were ups and downs. He looked at Lin Hanchuan again, with resentment hidden in his eyes, complaining about how he could be so heartless.

"Why are you here?" Qi Yuyu, who had finished negotiating with the owner of the antique shop, heard the noise and walked to the door to see the Qi family's father and son. He was stunned and couldn't help asking.

Logically speaking, Qi's father should be busy with the Chunfeng Art Exhibition. The oil painting that Qi Fenghua studied has nothing to do with Antique Street. How could these two people be in Antique Street?

Seeing Qi Yuyu, Qi's father, who was originally dissatisfied with Lin Hanchuan, felt a secret fire in his heart. He looked at Qi Yuyu coldly: "Did you hear the news and come here to grab the paintings?"

Qi Yuyu was stunned and didn't know. Understand what Father Qi means.

Qi's father mistakenly thought that he was acquiescing. He shook the locked box in his hand: "Unfortunately, I have already taken this painting. Do you think that the Qi family gallery can't survive without you? You want to use this kind of Ways to threaten us."

After Qi Yuyu let go of the Qi family's property and left, Qi's father had to take over the family's property. After living a pampered life for too long, it took him a lot of time to become familiar with the work at hand and the painters underneath.

The busier he was, the angrier Qi's father became at Qi Yuyu's behavior.

In his opinion, Qi Yuyu ran away from home in anger because of his parents' favoritism towards his younger brother. While Father Qi was angry, he was also a little bit dumbfounded.

Qi Yuyu is already twenty-seven or eighty years old, and still acting like a child is simply childish. Thinking that everything Qi Yuyu did was to regain his parents' attention, Qi's father's anger subsided a little.

This time I came to Antique Street because Qi's father received news that an authentic painting by a painting saint from the Tang Dynasty had appeared. The owner of the ancient painting claimed that the painting was an heirloom passed down from his ancestors. Because something happened at home, he had to take it. Offer this painting for sale.

After Qi's father found out, he had an idea in his mind. As long as he could get it in advance before the auction, or get the right to sell it in advance, he could make a lot of money.

So he relied on connections and brought Qi Fenghua, who knew painting, to trade with the owner of the scroll. After carefully looking at the painting and confirming that it was correct, Qi's father spent a full 20 million to buy the painting.

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter from Qi's father's proud tone, Qi Yuyu frowned: "The water in ancient paintings is very deep. Even the most professional experts may make mistakes. Without professional valuation, you I spent 20 million to buy this painting..."

If it is an authentic painting by the Holy Painter, the price of 20 million is not expensive, it can even be considered cheap. As long as it is resold at auction, it can sell for at least 50 million. If the painting For some famous people, if the size is larger, it may be hundreds of millions or more than a billion.

But Qi Yuyu has been an art dealer for so many years and has handled countless ancient and modern paintings. He knows better than anyone that what is sold in this business is not paintings, but eyesight.

He didn't think Qi's father had a professional appreciation of ancient paintings, but Qi Fenghua... Qi Yuyu frowned even more tightly. Qi Fenghua's major was oil painting, and he was not proficient in Chinese painting, let alone ancient painting.

"What do you mean!" Qi's father mistakenly thought that Qi Yuyu was provoking him, and immediately became angry, "The seller is a descendant of the number one scholar with a solid foundation and a profound background. If a family member had not suddenly become seriously ill, the authentic painting of the saint would never have appeared in the world. !"

"Do you think I will be deceived?"

Qi Yuyu was silent for a while, then suggested: "Take out the painting and let me take a look."

Twenty million in cash is a lot of money for the Qi family. The amount was enough to damage the foundation. Although Qi Yuyu left the Qi family, he could not sit idly by.

The transaction has just ended and the seller has not gone far. He comes to take a look. If he finds something wrong, he can call the police in time to recover.

"I have eaten more salt than you have eaten, and I can't see any problem, let alone you." Qi's father refused, then raised his chin and commented, "You are just too cautious and conservative, but It's difficult to expand the industry."

Qi Yuyu has been in power for so many years, and has always been steady and steady. He rarely loses money due to mistakes, but there is never a time when he makes a big profit.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, Qi's father has been blinded by greed, and no one else can or can't persuade him. Qi Yuyu sighed softly. He could only hope that Qi's father had not misjudged the painting and that the painting was indeed the original work of the painting sage. Otherwise, the Qi family might be seriously injured.