Qin Zhaoyang came to Guan Yuhe's house according to the address.
As soon as he got off the car, he saw a girl standing at the door, presumably the person who had just answered the phone.
Guan Jingya was also looking at Qin Zhaoyang.
The first impression Qin gave her was his good looks, followed by his youth.
Generally speaking, people who like to fiddle with antiques tend to be older, and this is no exaggeration.
Young man, who has the leisure to do this?
Take Guan Jingya for example. Because of her grandfather, she has come into contact with quite a few people in this field. People of the age of Huang Guangnian are already considered young.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
Guan Jingya thought to herself that Qin Zhaoyang, who had a good relationship with his uncle, should be at least in his thirties or forties, looked about the same age as her.
"Hello, you must be Qin Zhaoyang!"
"My grandpa and my uncle are upstairs. Let me take you up!"
Qin Zhaoyang hurriedly thanked her and then followed Guan Jingya up to the second floor.
"Chaoyang, you're here!"
"Come, let me introduce it to you, this is my father-in-law, the old man..."
After a brief introduction, we got to know each other.
"Morning Sun, is it also a calligraphy or painting in your hand?"
Huang Guangnian actually noticed Qin Zhaoyang as soon as he went upstairs, and asked this mainly to remind him.
Qin nodded and then opened the calligraphy and painting and spread it on the table.
Then, he took a step back and signaled the two to look.
Guan Yuhe took a glance, narrowed his eyes, and quickly picked up the magnifying glass beside him and began to look carefully.
Now sniffing with his nose, now pinching with his hand, this made Huang Guangnian very anxious.
"Dad, how is it?"
Guan Yuhe glared at Huang Guangnian before slowly lowering the magnifying glass in his hand.
"Zheng Banqiao's calligraphy and painting, genuine!"
Just a few words have already determined the quality of the painting.
"Let me see!"
Guan Jingya quickly picked up the magnifying glass beside her and looked seriously.
It was just that what she was looking at was not the painting itself, but the seal beneath it, or rather, she was just enjoying the spectacle.
"Who is Kerou?"
Guan Yuhe said crossly:
"Let you study hard. If you don't study, you'll just play all day long!"
"Zheng Banqiao, originally named Zheng Xie, styled Kerou, with the pseudonym Li 'an, also known as Banqiao, was called Mr. Banqiao."
"A man of the Qing Dynasty, painter and calligrapher, one of the Eight Oddballs of Yangzhou!"
Guan Yuhe said this to Guan Jingya, and by the way to Huang Guangnian.
Qin Zhaoyang was shocked.
He knew the origin of the painting and wasn't used to it at all because he had a cheat.
But the old man in front of him merely looked through a magnifying glass for a while and then spoke out all the information with such certainty.
That's amazing.
Qin Zhaoyang was eager to become an apprentice
But that would be too abrupt.
He really wanted a master to teach him some knowledge.
"Chaoyang, right? You got this painting from a bargain?"
Guan Yuhe finished the information about the calligraphy and painting and began to talk to Qin Zhaoyang.
"Yes, Sir!"
'It's a...'
Qin Zhaoyang didn't tell the truth because once he did, the problem would be immediately discovered.
Because there was another Chu Liang involved.
So he had already thought of what to say on his way here.
"Chaoyang, I'll take this painting. How much do you say it costs!"
How could Qin Zhaoyang have the nerve to speak?
If it were just the two of them, Qin Zhaoyang would have just given a fair price, but now he has a little thought in his mind.
Guan Yuhe saw Qin Zhaoyang's hesitation and smiled, saying:
This painting is in excellent condition. Considering Zheng Banqiao's reputation and the value of the painting itself, its general market price is around ten million.
"Of course, that's just a market price. If it were at an auction house, it could sell for around 12 or 3 million."
"If you meet someone who likes collecting calligraphy and paintings, the price could be even higher."
Guan was quite right in his words.
In fact, there is another main reason for this, which is that he knows his son-in-law is not short of money.
And he has a good relationship with Qin Zhaoyang. Besides, Qin Zhaoyang must have known the price of the painting when he brought it over.
So there's no need for him to be the villain.
"All right, fifteen million, I'll take it!"
Huang Guangnian, also a straightforward man, was ready to take out his checkbook right away.
"Uncle Huang, we know each other well. How could I take so much?"
"It would be a lie to say no money, but I can't go against my conscience and ask for 15 million, as Grandpa Guan just said, that's the auction price."
"It will be a fixed price, and Uncle Huang will give it a whole number!"
A whole number naturally refers to 10 million, and Qin Zhaoyang shamelessly calls Grandpa Guan.
If people didn't know, they would think he was calling Guan Gong!
"All right, let me take advantage!"
Huang Guangnian, too, was straightforward and not pretentious. He wrote a cash check for 10 million and handed it to Qin Zhaoyang.
Qin Zhaoyang wasn't overly polite to me either. He took the check and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then it's time for him to leave.
After all, this is Guan Yuhe's home, the three of them are one family, and he is just an outsider.
Just as they were about to say goodbye and leave, Guan Yuhe spoke first.
"Xiao Qin, here's a painting or calligraphy. I wonder if you're interested in taking a look."
Guan Yuhe said as he pointed to a painting and calligraphy that was placed aside.
Qin Zhaoyang did not quite understand Guan Yuhe's meaning, but still nodded, and it was not a bad idea to take a look.
In fact, this painting was bought by Huang Guangnian today for 500,000 yuan.
When the painting was opened, Guan Yuhe stopped speaking and stood aside.
Huang Guangnian wanted to speak, but was stopped by Guan Yuhe.
Qin Zhaoyang directly turned on the perspective, looked for a while, and the basic information appeared in his mind.
But instead of saying it immediately, he began to look, and he looked very carefully.
He watched for about ten minutes before he withdrew his gaze.
"How about it?
Guan Yuhe said two words.
Qin Zhaoyang coughed lightly, organized his words, and then spoke slowly.
"From the surface, this painting is a calligraphy and painting from the Ming Dynasty, signed by Qiu Ying." "
"I do know Qiu Ying. He is indeed a man of the Ming Dynasty. There is no doubt about that."
"But the problem lies precisely here. People in ancient times had courtesy names or pseudonyms and generally did not leave their names directly on calligraphy or paintings."
"For example, Tang Bohu, the seal on his calligraphy should be Tang Yin, and the same goes for my painting just now!"
"So we can tell from this signature that this painting is definitely not genuine."
"Judging from the paper, it doesn't look like it's from the Ming Dynasty, and the person who painted it is probably just so-so, with a lot of imitations, and the most crucial part is the signature, the word" Qiu Ying ", it's just an unnecessary addition!"
"If I'm not mistaken, this painting should be a replica from the Republic of China era!"
Pop pop pop!
After Qin Zhaoyang finished speaking, Guan Yuhe clapped his hands directly!