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Chapter 178 Ye Chen is still too young

Seeing this brocade box, Mo Hongru and another friend Feng Yongyan came over one after another.

Mo Hongru likes to collect antiques, especially calligraphy and painting.

"What the hell is this?"

Mo Hongru asked curiously.

"This is a painting by Wen Zhengming."

While talking, Lu Qi carefully took out the ancient paintings he had collected.

"Wen Zhengming's "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture"."

Under the shock of Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, Lu Qi opened Wen Zhengming's "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture".

Looking at the painting, the two of them seemed to have a light glow, and their eyes were straightened.

As one of the "Four Talents", Wen Zhengming has very few authentic works.

Whether it is Mo Hongru or Feng Yongyan, this is the first time I have seen Wen Zhengming’s original work.

It's not okay to be shocked.

"How about it?"

Seeing the two old friends surprised, Lu Qi asked with great smugness.

This is the effect he wants.

"sharp."

Feng Yongyan gave Lu a thumbs up and said with great emotion.

"Old Mo, is my "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture" better than the one you treasure?"

Lu Qi asked proudly.

In Mo Hongru's hand, there is a valuable word, which has always been treasured by Mo Hongru as a treasure.

These old friends have been jealous and envious for a long time.

Now my painting "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture" is much more powerful than the character "Lao Mo".

I finally turned around.

When Lu Qi asked, Mo Hongru was embarrassed.

My own calligraphy is indeed slightly inferior to Lao Lu's "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture".

"If you want to see this character in the future, you can go to my house and read it casually at that time."

Lu Qi showed off.

Mo Hongru was a little angry when Lu Qi's swearing.

This old guy.

Mo Hongru felt a little dissatisfied.

Isn’t it just Wen Zhengming’s painting? No, I have to make one sooner or later.

At that time, let’s see how Lao Lu will show off.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Just then, a knock on the door came.

"Concubine Meng is here?"

Lu Qi asked.

"It shouldn't be."

Mo Hongru shook her head. If it was Concubine Meng, she would have come in directly.

With doubts, Mo Hongru opened the villa door.

The next second, Mo Hongru was extremely surprised when he looked at Ye Chen standing in front of the door.

"So it's Xiaochen."

Mo Hongru said in surprise.

He thought of Ye Chen just now, but he didn't expect that he would come.

"Uncle Mo, I heard you are feeling uncomfortable."

Ye Chen spoke politely.

"How is it now?"

"Old problem, it's okay."

Mo Hongru spoke.

"Come in quickly, Xiaochen."

After saying that, Mo Hongru invited Ye Chen in.

"Come on, let me introduce you to you. This is Xiao Chen and Ye Chen."

Mo Hongru introduced Ye Chen to his old friends Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan.

Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan nodded to Ye Chen.

In their subconscious, Ye Chen was just a junior, and he had already given him face to say hello on his own initiative.

Ye Chen nodded in response.

"By the way, the first time I came here, I don't know what Uncle Mo likes, so I just took one."

After saying that, Ye Chen handed the brocade box in his hand to Mo Hongru.

"Xiao Chen is so polite."

Mo Hongru spoke.

At this moment, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan's eyes were also attracted by Ye Chen's brocade box.

"Xiaochen, what are you bringing?"

Mo Hongru asked curiously.

"This is a copy of Wen Zhengming."

Ye Chen spoke.

Wen Zhengming's word?

Hearing this, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan's eyes all changed.

Especially Lu Qi, he was even more surprised.

Isn't this a coincidence?

I just brought a painting of Wen Zhengming. The next second, Ye Chen actually brought a painting of Wen Zhengming.

I don’t know whether it is because of the collection value of his own paintings or the collection value of Ye Chen’s characters.

"What?"

Mo Hongru's eyes were also lit up.

He just said, "When I have the opportunity to collect a pair of Wen Zhengming's calligraphy and paintings?"

Sure enough, Xiaochen really felt his appetite.

"Open it and take a look?"

Feng Yongyan couldn't help but suggest.

Finally, Mo Hongru carefully opened the word Wen Zhengming given by Ye Chen.

Mo Hongru put the character on the coffee table and put it together with the painting Lu Qi had just taken.

The size of the character Ye Chen's painting is obviously much larger than that of Lu Qi's painting.

"Old Lu, I think your painting is not good. It is worse than Ye Chen's calligraphy."

Feng Yongyan spoke.

Mo Hongru also nodded. After so many years of collecting calligraphy and paintings, he felt that the collection value of the characters given by Xiaochen was indeed higher than that of Lu Qi's painting just now.

"Tsk, what do you know? Mountains are not high, immortals are spiritual, water is not deep, dragons are spiritual."

Lu Qi retorted:

"Although my painting is smaller than this one, it is extremely rare. You should know that Wen Zhengming's paintings have fewer than characters in the world."

"The most important thing is that my painting is indeed the original, but it is hard to say about this word."

Lu Qi was dissatisfied and even doubted whether Ye Chen's calligraphy was real.

After all, the size of this character is a bit large, almost two or three times that I have drawn.

Did Wen Zhengming survive such works?

Lu Qi expressed his doubts.

After hearing what Lu Qi said, Feng Yongyan nodded, as if something was right.

"It's simple. Mr. Fang lives not far away. I'll just go and invite him to get an appraisal."

Mo Hongru spoke.

He didn't believe that Xiao Chen's words were fake.

The old Fang in Mo Hongru's mouth is an expert in the Taishan Beidou-level identification of the Jiangzhou antique industry.

Not to mention in Jiangzhou, even in the entire south, it is still famous.

It was determined by him that no one had any objections.

Mo Hongru left, and soon he came back with an old man with silver hair, looking over seventy years old.

"Old Fang."

"Old Fang is getting younger and younger."

Seeing Old Fang, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan both greeted each other warmly.

Although Mr. Fang is not as valuable as them, because of his identity as a master Fang, Mr. Fang has extremely large connections, and even some big names will come to visit him.

Therefore, when we met Old Hou Fang, both of us were particularly polite.

Old Fang nodded, and did not greet the two of them, but asked anxiously:

"Where are those two calligraphy and paintings?"

Most people may not necessarily come if they want to invite Mr. Fang.

I just heard Mo Hongru say that there were two calligraphy and paintings by Wen Zhengming. Mr. Fang was very excited, so he followed him immediately.

"Old Fang, where are you here?"

Lu Qi spoke.

Old Fang came over and looked at the two calligraphy and paintings placed on the coffee table, and suddenly became excited.

Mr. Fang walked forward, took out his magnifying glass, and studied it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, the expression on Old Fang’s face changed extremely subtlely. Sometimes he seemed happy, sometimes he seemed a little regretful.

It took five or six minutes before Mr. Fang finished the identification.

"How is it, Mr. Fang?"

Lu Qi asked curiously.


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