His eyes were quite scary, and the guard nervously explained: "Mr. Zheng personally said that this liar is not allowed in."
"Liar?" This title made Liu Hongen a little curious.
He has read countless people, and he can tell who they are and what their character is at a glance.
Someone like Li Yiyang can never be a liar.
This reminds me of the misunderstanding Li Yiyang said before: "Li Housheng, what did you do to that old guy Zheng Shunyao to make you think you are a liar?"
In this world, the only one who can be called Zheng Shunyao is probably Liu Hongen.
Li Yiyang said: "I have Deputy Wang Wei's "Spring Creek Pictures" in my hand, and I want to sell it to Mr. Zheng, but he thinks I am a liar."
As he spoke, he was filled with helplessness.
Liu Hongen's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Oh, do you really have Wang Wei's "Spring River Picture" in your hand?
As far as I know, this calligraphy and painting has never been seen before, and many people say that this painting has been destroyed long ago."
"Whether it's true or not, I'm afraid I need Mr. Zheng and you to test it out a bit before I can confirm it! But I think it's nine out of ten true." Li Yiyang's tone was full of confidence.
Liu Hongen had seen Li Yiyang's appraisal ability, so he was still looking forward to it.
If someone else suddenly told him that he had Wang Wei's "Spring River Picture" in his hand, I'm afraid his reaction would be the same as Old Man Zheng.
However, now Li Yiyang cannot enter for negotiation and appraisal.
He immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Shunyao: "You old guy, you have a lot of face. It's harder to see you than to see the emperor!"
What he said made Zheng Shunyao a little confused: "What's wrong? I didn't ask the guard to invite you in. Why didn't he let you in?"
"I can come in, but there is a guard who refuses to let me in. I made it clear that if you don't agree with him coming in, then I will leave." Liu Hongen said angrily.
Zheng Shunyao asked hurriedly: "No, we haven't seen each other for several years. Who are you talking about?"
"That's the liar you call me!"
Liar? Zheng Shunyao began to think about it, and soon he remembered what happened just now, and immediately asked: "Is it the one who said that he has Wang Wei's "Spring River Picture" in his hand?
I have been in the collecting world for at least thirty years, and I have never seen any calligraphy or painting.
But he has never seen "Spring Creek Picture", and this calligraphy and painting has never been published. Why does he conclude that it is Wang Wei's Spring Creek Picture? Isn't he a liar?"
"I don't care. If you don't let him in, I won't!" Liu Hongen was too lazy to argue with him.
Whether it is true or false is not decided by him, nor by himself. Only when you see something can you identify it.
It would be better if he didn't look at it, and he could still judge it by himself.
If it is true, this calligraphy and painting will definitely cause quite a stir in the collecting community.
All his friends had said this. What could Zheng Shunyao say? He immediately agreed: "Okay, give the doorman your phone number and I'll talk to him."
He rarely saw Liu Hongen care so much about someone, so it didn't hurt to meet him.
After the doorman answered the phone, he immediately let Li Yiyang in.
Soon, the four of them arrived at Unit 2 of Building 6, got on the elevator, and arrived at Zheng Shunyao's floor.
"Cousin, how does the painting seller know Mr. Liu Hongen?" Wang Haiyang asked curiously after listening to his cousin's call.
Zheng Shunyao: "Who knows, I'll know it soon. I want to see if what he said about Wang Wei's "Spring River Picture" is true."
As soon as he said this, the doorbell rang.
The nanny opened the door: "Mr. Wang, the guest is here."
Zheng Shunyao came over when he heard the bell. When he saw Liu Hongen standing at the door, he smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you!"
"Come on, I came all the way to find you, but you let me go, and you still have the nerve to say this." Liu Hongen pretended to be displeased.
"That was an accident. Let's have a few drinks at noon. I'll punish myself with three drinks." Zheng Shunyao said and invited Liu Hongen into the house.
The house is quite large, but the decoration is very traditional, and it looks like an ordinary person.
But the many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are particularly eye-catching.
Several of them are inscribed by Zheng Shunyao himself and have his personal seal on them.
After Liu Hongen entered, he did not forget Li Yiyang. He took the initiative to introduce him: "This young man is the liar you said.
Let me tell you, his appraisal ability is no worse than yours, so even if you have the old man in your door, you will call him a liar without even meeting him."
If other people dared to talk to Zheng Shunyao like this, Zheng Shunyao would have blown his beard and glared. But Liu Hongen was different. It was common for them to hurt each other.
After listening to Liu Hongen's words, he took a serious look at Li Yiyang. He had a good impression of this man and he was decent.
"Hello, Mr. Liu, my name is Li Yiyang!" Li Yiyang stretched out his hand and greeted him in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
Liu Hongen shook hands with him politely and said lukewarmly: "I don't care if you are a liar or not, but everyone in the world knows that Wang Wei's "Spring Creek Picture" has never been found, and no one has seen it.
Its authenticity.
You said you have the original copy of "Spring Creek Pictures" in your hand, but I'm afraid you are mistaken."
Li Yiyang took back his hand and smiled faintly: "Is it true? The two masters are here. You can tell the authenticity by taking a look!"
"Li Housheng, don't be so pretentious, I can't wait to see it." Liu Hongen, as a giant in the archaeological world, has an obsessive love for cultural relics.
Especially this kind of extinct calligraphy and painting, even taking a look at it can give you a great sense of satisfaction.
The group of people came to the study room, and Li Yiyang put the paintings he had brought on the desk for everyone to appraise.
As a result, as soon as his painting appeared in everyone's sight, everyone looked disappointed.
Even the two young men following Liu Hongen noticed it and immediately said: "This is not a painting by Wang Wei, but a high imitation from the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen period. You can tell it from the vellum. That's cool."
When I brought it to my grandfather, Mr. Zheng showed off his shame at a young age."
Liu Hongen scolded: "Don't be rude."
The young man shut his mouth and stood aside honestly.
Then Liu Hongen looked at Li Yiyang with some disappointment: "Li Housheng, although this painting is indeed quite lifelike, it is not the real thing. You are mistaken."
Zheng Shunyao snorted coldly: "The imitation of calligraphy and painting is so obvious, anyone who knows a little bit about this business can see it.
Liu Hongen, is this the rising star you are talking about? Isn’t it a bit too exaggerated?”
Liu Hongen has never been so embarrassed. He has never looked at people wrongly, but he didn't expect that he would stumble on Li Yiyang today.
But Li Yiyang's performance last night was so good, shouldn't he not be able to tell that it was a copy?
"Okay, I've seen the painting too, you can take it and leave!" Zheng Shunyao rudely issued an order to expel the guest.
Now Liu Hongen couldn't find an excuse to keep Li Yiyang, so he pretended that he hadn't heard anything.
However, Li Yiyang had no intention of leaving. He looked at Yang Haiyang and asked, "Do you have any cutting knives here?"
"What do you want a cutting knife for?" Wang Haiyang asked with a frown.
"If there is one, please lend it to me, and you will know when the time comes." Li Yiyang started riddles.