"Amazing!"
"There aren't many young people as observant and perceptive as you."
"Yes, the biggest flaw of this painting is the signature!"
"This is an imitator who deliberately highlights Qiu Ying for fear that others won't know who it is."
"This painting can only be called a common imitation, not even a high imitation. The only value is that it is from the Republic of China era and has a certain age."
Guan Yuhe said this and looked at Qin Zhaoyang with a smile:
"Xiao Qin, I think you have a very sensitive heart and good eyesight, but I find that you lack some systematic theoretical knowledge."
"I wonder who you learned all these things from, have you ever had a master?"
Qin Zhaoyang shook his head with a wry smile and said:
"Grandpa Guan is right. I really don't have any theoretical knowledge about this, and I know all of this, but I actually learned it secretly."
"I was an apprentice in Mr. Zhou's shop for half a year. These are all things I heard and saw during my apprenticeship, and then I wrote them down!"
Guan Yuhe raised his eyebrows, taught himself?
Zhou Jiaqiang, Guan Yuhe knew, this man was just a small owner of an antique shop.
He had no skills, and in Guan Yuhe's opinion, he didn't even know as much as Qin Zhaoyang.
For a moment, Guan Yuhe's mind was on the verge of change, and he felt a bit reluctant to be talented.
Guan Yuhe had three disciples, the eldest of whom was nearly fifty, that is, his son, Guan Jingya's father, who was taking over from him.
The youngest is in his thirties.
Guan Yuhe hasn't taken on an apprentice for ten years, but today he wants to take one.
"Are you interested in taking me as your disciple?"
Guan Yuhe's sudden words stunned the three people in the room.
It was Huang Guangnian who finally came to his senses.
"Chaoyang, agree quickly!"
Qin Zhaoyang finally came to his senses and quickly knelt down to pay his respects!
Guan Yuhe smiled.
"Well, from now on, you are my fourth apprentice, Guan Yuhe."
"As the saying goes, the master leads the way, but the practice depends on the individual. Now what you lack in understanding antiques is experience."
"Take this book back and read it first. If you don't understand anything, come to me at any time."
"Here are some of my insights over the years. When you come back one day, I'll ask your senior to take you for a while."
Qin Zhaoyang was overjoyed. In fact, he had wanted to become a disciple from the very beginning, but now his dream has come true.
How could this not make him happy?
Then there were some ordinary chats and some instructions.
Anyway, Qin Zhaoyang has become an apprentice, and this is likely to spread in the antique world soon.
"Master, remember to bring me a welcome gift next time you come!"
Guan Jingya saw Qin Zhaoyang out of the door and said mischievously.
But that was true, because Guan Jingya's father was the senior brother and Qin Zhaoyang was the junior brother.
So Guan Jingya should be called that by seniority.
Qin Zhaoyang seemed to be in a dream.
After saying goodbye to Guan Jingya, Qin drove straight towards Shen's jewelry company.
I also bought some vegetables on the way.
When Qin arrived at the company, it was almost time to get off work.
He stole a glance at his little secretary, Li Wenjing!
While no one was around, I ran over to chat with her.
Shen Sijia had already seen Qin Zhaoyang driving in from the surveillance footage.
She knew it was time to get off work, so she tidied up and left the office.
As soon as she left the office, she, who had been walking normally, became limping.
Yes, she was pretending!
Qin Zhaoyang was chatting with Li Wenjing, his face facing Shen Sijia's office door.
So as soon as Shen came out, he noticed her and quickly stepped forward to support her.
"Sijia, why do I feel that your leg is getting worse again?"
"Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Shen Sijia thought badly.
This is too much pretense of illness.
"There's no need to go to the hospital. I just sat for too long and my feet are a bit uncomfortable when I stand up so suddenly."
"Maybe it will get better in a moment."
It's true that this explanation is very reasonable and sufficient.
At least Qin Zhaoyang believed it.
He supported Shen Sijia as he walked towards the elevator, extending a hand to greet Li Wenjing.
This made Shen a little unhappy.
But she didn't say anything.
"Chaoyang, what shall we eat tonight?"
As soon as the two got into the car, Shen Sijia began to ask.
Qin Zhaoyang pointed to his trunk and said:
"I've bought some vegetables and I'm going to cook for myself in the evening!"
"How about you come and eat at my place?"
That's what Qin Zhaoyang said casually. After all, how could a girl go to a man's house for a meal?
As a result...
"All right!"
"I'm tired of eating takeout every day. From now on, I'll eat at your place every night. How about that? I'll give you 2,000 yuan a month for living expenses."
Qin Zhaoyang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Not enough?"
"Then three thousand? Now it should be about right, shouldn't it?"
Well, that's enough.
So Qin Zhaoyang has one more income - food expenses!
"Chaoyang, are you free this Saturday?"
Qin Zhaoyang nodded as he drove.
In fact, he is available every day now.
"This Saturday, you came to my house to see me. Didn't you say you wanted to buy a villa?"
"Since there are two villas for sale in our neighborhood, I've already informed the property management and will show you the house on Saturday."
"If you are satisfied, then buy it. It will be more convenient."
Qin Zhaoyang was a little confused.
What does "more convenient" mean?
Is it more convenient to get a free meal?
It's true that it's possible!
When he got home and opened the door, he saw three girls sitting on the sofa watching TV and snacking at the same time.
All of them turned their heads towards the door at the sound of the opening.
Then they saw Qin Zhaoyang, supporting Shen Sijia, limping in.
"Cousin, what's wrong with Mr. Shen?"
Bao Xiaoxiao was more sensible and hurriedly came forward to help support him.
"It's okay. I fell last night and twisted my foot."
When Qin Zhaoyang got home, he paid no more attention to Shen Sijia and let the four of them chat in the living room.
He was cooking alone in the kitchen.
The three women don't pretend either, nor do they help with picking vegetables, washing rice or cooking.
In just two days, their true nature was exposed.
Qin Zhaoyang gave a wry smile.