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Chapter 225: Yan Zhenqing? Why is it all Yan Zhenqing?



Chapter 225: Yan Zhenqing? Why is it all Yan Zhenqing?

There were a total of 7 objects on the table, most of which were scrolls of calligraphy and paintings, but there was only one object that was wrapped in a brocade box.

After putting everything away, Cretia sat aside and said with a smile, "Mr. Liao, before we came here again, we had already reached a basic consensus with Miss Yang on the exchange. This time we are exchanging the Bible and the painting of the Four Horsemen.

As for "Metamorphosis," it's not on the exchange list this time, so you can pick any two items from the table."

After listening to Cretia's explanation, Liao Fan finally understood why there were only 7 pieces in total. He relaxed his slightly frowned brows and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Sizhe and Tang Zhenguo beside him, asking them to come and take a look.

The two of them had been impatient for a long time, and when they saw Liao Fan's signal, they hurriedly stood up, thought for a moment, picked up a scroll placed first on the table, walked to the desk on the other side of the living room, and opened it.

As the scroll slowly turns, lines of vigorous and powerful regular script calligraphy appear on the paper.

Before the scroll was fully opened, Tang Zhenguo was fine, but Wang Sizhe's face had already started to turn red.

"Hiss... Could this be... horizontal strokes as sharp as bones, vertical strokes as sharp as needles, a majestic and imposing aura... That's right! This is Yan style, and it's... it's..."

For a moment, Wang Sizhe was so excited that he stuttered.

Tang Zhenguo, standing by, had already fully unfolded the scroll. After carefully examining the paper, the font, the signature, and the other stamps, he said with certainty, "That's right! This is an authentic work by Yan Zhenqing! And it's one that has never been seen before! Great! Liao, come here, look here..."

As he spoke, Tang Zhenguo pulled Liao Fan, who was standing aside and seemed a little at a loss, to the table and explained to him the ins and outs of the calligraphy one by one.

At the end, he suddenly grabbed Liao Fan's hand and said, "Liao boy! This is it! This is the one!"

Patting the equally excited Tang Zhenguo gently, Liao Fan said softly, "Mr. Tang, don't get excited. Calm down. This is just the beginning. There's more to come!"

At this time, Tang Zhenguo also reacted and laughed dryly twice to cover up his previous gaffe.

Wang Sizhe, who was standing aside, was much younger than Tang Zhenguo, and it was obvious that he was not good enough at cultivating his Qi. He was so excited that he almost wanted to lie down on the table. At this moment, he was absorbed in studying the calligraphy in front of him word by word.

After studying for more than 20 minutes, he finally realized it with a wry smile, straightened up, rubbed his back, and carefully rolled up the copybook and put it aside.

At this time, Liao Fan had already picked up a new scroll from the coffee table and placed it on the table.

When the scroll was opened, King Tang and the other man gasped.

"Hiss... Another Yan style painting. Could it be... Another authentic Yan Zhenqing painting of mine, and one that has never been seen before."

However, with the previous preparation, the two did not lose their composure at this time. After checking the calligraphy, they turned their heads suspiciously and glanced at the coffee table behind them. Could the remaining four scrolls all be Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy?

Thinking of this, the two of them put away the second scroll, each picked up one, and opened it at the same time.

Sure enough, it was still Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, but this time it was no longer regular script, but two pieces of cursive script.

To be honest, it may be because Liao Fan himself lacks cultural background. Compared with the distinctive writing styles such as regular script and cursive script, Liao Fan still finds it difficult to appreciate them for a while.

However, just because Liao Fan is not educated doesn't mean others are not educated either. Just look at the expressions of King Tang and the other man at this moment and you will know that these are two rare and exquisite paintings.

He raised his face from the copybook with a feeling of being unsatisfied, carefully rolled it up again and put it aside, then opened the two scrolls on the coffee table.

This time it is no longer a calligraphy copybook, but two ink paintings.

However, although it is an ink painting, the content of the painting is not a landscape in the conventional sense, but a full-length portrait of two beautiful women with graceful figures, gentle postures, light gauze on their shoulders, and their feet touching the stream.

However, unlike traditional portraits, this painting seems to deliberately portray the woman as a slut, which makes anyone who sees it feel that the woman in the painting is not a good girl.

However, unlike the people watching the fun around them, Tang Zhenguo and Wang Sizhe's faces turned red again.

Because the attention of the outsiders around them was mainly attracted by the woman in the painting, but after seeing the content of the painting, the two of them almost looked at the signature at the same time.

As a result, when they saw the signature clearly and then looked back at the person in makeup, they became excited again and their faces turned red.

Seeing the expressions of these two people, Liao Fan suddenly had an epiphany in his heart, and tentatively asked them with his eyes.

Seeing Liao Fan's eyes, Tang Zhenguo and Wang Sizhe looked at each other and nodded to Liao Fan.

My God, this time Cretia has given Liao Fan a very difficult problem.

In front are four authentic works of Yan Zhenqing, which have never been published. The first calligraphy piece is a work from Yan Zhenqing's peak period.

The last two paintings are also authentic Tang Yin paintings of ladies that have never been seen before.

Now the pressure is on Liao Fan.

If the things Cretia brought were of varying degrees of preciousness, Liao Fan would have simply chosen the most precious ones. But now, it was almost impossible to distinguish the authenticity of the things she brought with her, so Liao Fan wanted them all.

But he has only taken out a few European cultural relics so far.

At the moment...yes! Just because there aren't any now doesn't mean there won't be any in a couple of days. Thinking of the antique books he had stockpiled in his in-game inventory some time ago, Liao Fan felt a little more at ease.

If it really doesn't work, just get a few more objects and exchange them with him.

Although Liao Fan was calm because of Plan B, Tang Zhenguo and Wang Sizhe, who were invited by him, almost got into a quarrel.

The reason was very simple, just as Liao Fan had worried at the beginning. At this time, the two of them also remembered that they could only choose one of these calligraphy and paintings. Therefore, the two of them changed their choices and gradually evolved from conversation to argument, and finally to quarrel.

Seeing two people whose combined ages are older than the founding of the country arguing with each other in the red faces, why did Wilson step forward to mediate?

Cretia was obviously happy to see this scene. Although she didn't say anything, her actions and expressions didn't seem like she was trying to stop the fight. She looked more like she was just watching the fun.

However, seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Liao Fan returned to the sofa and sat down alone, fiddling with the only brocade box in front of him.

After opening it, one saw a small box about the size of a fist, made entirely of jade, placed steadily in the brocade box.

Aside from the somewhat unusual material of the box itself, its surface is also decorated with various patterns outlined in gold and silver threads.

Not only that, there are many colorful jades inlaid in the patterns on the surface of the box, and a cat's eye stone the size of a thumb is inlaid on the top of the agate.

With the light from the room, the cat's eye reflected faint halos of light, just like a real cat's eye. Liao Fan felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

But when he pressed the mechanism on the box and opened it, he found that what was inside was a small section of an adult's finger bone.


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