The two of them waited in the living room for about half an hour. After the tea was served three times, the old man opened the door of the framing room. He looked tired, but his eyes were bright and excited.
"Little Hou, I didn't expect you to get this thing. You're really lucky.”
The first thing the old man said when he came out was that he was lucky. Although he had predicted it, seeing the old man's excited expression, he must have gotten something good.
"Come in with me."
Uncle Guan didn't explain. He turned around and walked back. Han Chunming and Trash Hou followed closely behind. As soon as they entered the room, they saw two paintings on the flat wall.
It was obvious that Li Duanduan's painting, which had been hidden by collectors for decades, was finally revealed today. Han Chunming also went forward to carefully compare the two paintings. The content of the two paintings was naturally the same.
However, the minute details of the characters 'expressions could be distinguished at a glance. The characters in one of the paintings were dull and lifeless, and cracks had already appeared on the painting. On the other hand, the beautiful woman in the other painting was looking at her with a lively expression. It was as if she was about to walk out of the painting.
"This…this, how is this possible? Old Master, how is this possible?”
Unlike Han Chunming, who was standing in front of the painting and admiring it, the raggedy man was holding a magnifying glass and almost sticking his face to it. When he put down the magnifying glass, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak properly.
Having been immersed in the art of collecting for a long time, the raggedy Hou could naturally distinguish the authenticity of the two paintings in front of him. Looking at the bright red bell prints on the " Li Duan Duan Tu " that was revealed, and the famous figures represented by each bell print, with the professional level of the raggedy Hou who had been immersed in painting for many years, he could conclude that this painting was an authentic work by Tang Bohu.
"What's impossible? This appraisal doesn't just rely on the eyes, but also on the touch. I've been touching old objects for decades, but I still can't find something. How can the person who made this thing be a simple person?”
Master Guan said proudly, then looked at Han Chunming. Han Chunming was his disciple, and he was showing off his skills in front of an outsider. How could he not be happy?
"Trash Hou, your luck is really good. You can get such a big leak for this one dime thing.”
Han Chunming also sighed at the comfort of picking up scraps. This feeling was like a pie falling from the sky and landing on his head. This feeling was addictive.
The raggedy man looked at Han Chunming and shook his head. He couldn't help but admire Han Chunming's sharp eyes. But now that he knew that Han Chunming was Master Guan's disciple, the raggedy man wasn't that shocked anymore.
"Alright, I know you're amazing, but the thing is still mine. Don't even think about getting it. Then, Old Master, I'll leave the things with you first. I'll come back to pick them up in two days?”
The raggedy Hou laughed. He laughed sincerely. He didn't expect that his great treasure would almost be covered in dust like this. Although he had sacrificed an invitation box, it was really worth it.
Han Chunming had displayed his strength this time, and he had a master behind him. Han Chunming believed that this trash would only find him more and more often.
When that time came, the things that belonged to the raggedy duke would more or less have to enter his space.
The corners of Han Chunming's mouth curled up again.
"Alright, leave the things with me for now. You guys can go back.”
Master Guan smiled too. He knew what this old man was thinking. He didn't want to pay for it, so that he could restore it to its original state.
The two old men knew a thing or two about antiques. The matters of the older generation should not be mixed in with antiques.
Han Chunming and the raggedy man left. While they were leaving, Master Guan looked at Han Chunming's back and smiled.
"I really didn't expect you to be the Nine Gates Admiral's disciple.”
The raggedy marquis also sighed. He didn't expect Han Chunming to be Master Guan's disciple.
"There are many things you can't think of, but don't talk about other things. Trash Hou, I've created a miracle for you this time, and you're letting me go just like that?”
Han Chunming and the raggedy man came to the Dongzhi Gate. When they were about to part ways, the raggedy man hadn't finished digesting the fact that Han Chunming was Master Guan's disciple.
Han Chunming teased, but he still felt a little empty. After all, although it was satisfying to look at it, it didn't have any practical benefits.
"Don't say anymore. I know what you're thinking. However, the invitation box I gave you yesterday was enough. Don't be dissatisfied. If there's really no other way, I'll share it with you next time. I'll definitely give you some benefits.”
No matter what, Trash Hou was a fifty-year-old man, so how could he not see through Han Chunming's scheme? Therefore, he gave Han Chunming an empty promise.
"Then, it's settled."
Han Chunming stared at the raggedy man. When the raggedy man felt a little uncomfortable, Han Chunming let him go.
Actually, he was just joking to scare the old man. Although Han Chunming was jealous, he wouldn't do anything indecent. Even if it was in his hands in the end, it would be justified.
Han Chunming watched as the raggedy man left before riding his bike back.
It was already dark when they returned to the courtyard.
PS: Sorry, I was delayed yesterday because of my friend's accident, so I didn't update in time. I'm sorry. Thank you, readers, for your support.
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