Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

"Great calligraphy, great calligraphy!" Opening the second piece of calligraphy, Yan Laokou exclaimed: "I have seen records of this calligraphy. This calligraphy is Wang Xizhi's "Ping An Tie"!"

"Wang Xizhi's "Ping An Tie"?" Liu Haizhong came up and said, "Impossible?"

"The book records that Wang Xizhi's cursive script Ping'an Tie (a later copy) in the Jin Dynasty, also known as Gao Jiang Dao Tie, was first seen in the Northern Song Dynasty's Jiang Tie and later recorded in the Xuanhe Calligraphy Collection."

"At that time, there were nine lines in total, which were later divided into two. This is the first half, 24.5 cm in length and 13.8 cm in width, retaining the first four lines with 41 characters."

"The post was inscribed twice by Emperor Qianlong and recorded in the Sequel to the Shiqu Baoji. Emperor Qianlong praised the post as "as good as the sunny post" and comparable to Wang Xizhi's "Kuaixue Shiqing Post" in the "Sanxiting Hall", which shows how precious it is."

Yan Bugui said: "Although this silk scroll is incomplete, it is worth a lot of money!"

Hua Chengyu is a little impressed by Yan Bugui's knowledge. This guy is much better than some so-called pseudo-experts and professors in later generations.

However, he still didn't see it.

This silk scroll is aged, not just in a rush, but was made within a few days. It uses old paper. If it were sold in the 21st century, it could be sold for dozens or even hundreds of dollars without any problem.

"Well...Teacher Yan, how much is this silk book worth?" Qin Huairu asked tremblingly.

"I'm not an expert in this area, so I don't know the price, maybe two or three hundred. But these are heirlooms, Qin Huairu, so you'd better not sell them!" Yan Bu warned.

"No, no, don't worry! My family is almost broke, and Xu Damao is the richest man in the compound. I just want to exchange some calligraphy and paintings for some money to supplement the family income." Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance immediately changed his impression of her as a slut.

Now, a painting or a piece of calligraphy costs seven or eight hundred yuan.

It's impossible not to be envious, but whether this thing can be sold these days is a question.

Just like what Teacher Yan said, good things need to meet people who know the value of them, but where can we find people who know the value of them?

After receiving the second one, Qin Huairu prepared to open the third one.

"Huai Ru!" Jia Zhang shouted.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Qin Huairu turned her head.

Jia Zhang ran over and whispered, "Girl, don't you know that wealth should not be exposed? You should leave all these to Banggeng. Now they are all exposed. What if someone wants to get their hands on them? Hurry up and take them home. I will help you put them away."

"Sister-in-law of the Jia family, we all heard it! Don't worry, we are all from the same compound. How could we be thinking about your family's things? Besides, it is Huairu's dowry, don't you think?" Among those present, except Hua Chengyu, only Yi Zhonghai knew that these things were fake.

Worth two cents, but not much!

Originally, these five items were used to attract Hua Chengyu. The old lady was afraid that an imitation Tianhuang triple seal would not be of enough weight. As a scholar, she always likes calligraphy and paintings.

With these, Hua Chengyu will definitely take the bait.

If one plan fails, there is always another one. How could he let Qin Huairu put the things away?

"Yes, yes, sister-in-law of the Jia family, let us open our eyes. After all, good things are hard to come by." Uncle Li, who was collecting scraps nearby, had shining eyes.

Although he didn't get close to them, he heard a lot about them and knew that they were amazing treasures.

"Yes, sister-in-law of the Jia family, let's take a look. You can also ask the second uncle to help you appraise it and see how much it is worth."

"I really don't know how much it's worth!" Yan Bugui shook his head: "I'm just estimating. Besides, these days, everyone has just had enough food to eat. Who has the spare money to play with this thing? It's just for fun. I advise everyone not to buy this thing. Whether you can find a seller or not, if you get caught, you will have to eat peanuts directly."

After Yan Bugui said this, everyone finally stopped being so jealous.

After all, in this era, everyone is working hard to make a living. This thing may seem expensive, but it is not good for eating or drinking. It is not easy to exchange it for money. If you can't eat the flower rice, it will not be cost-effective.

"Mom, everyone can take a look if they want!" Qin Huairu opened the third picture.

"Haha, what is this? It looks like a ghost painting, a chick eating rice?" Sha Zhu laughed: "Isn't this a stick figure painting?"

"Sister Qin, if you put away Banggeng's paintings, you will laugh at him for the rest of your life!"

Everyone laughed at this picture: a little chick and a few grains of rice underneath, oh, eight grains of rice. Even when drawing, he didn’t know how to add a few more strokes.

Qin Huairu was dumbfounded. This was really a great drawing. But look at the paper and its width. It doesn’t look like it?

"Okay, everyone, stop laughing. This is a picture of a chicken eating rice by Emperor Qianlong of the previous dynasty. It is a joke and is not worth much."

Hua Chengyu said slowly.

"Director Hua, do you know him? How much is this painting worth?" Qin Huairu asked.

"It's not worth much. The only valuable things are the rice paper and Qianlong's seal. The painting itself is not valuable. I estimate it's only ten or eight yuan." Hua Chengyu said lightly.

"It's only worth this much!" Qin Huairu nodded disappointedly.

This picture became extremely famous in later generations, and various memes about it emerged on the Internet. It was also auctioned and sold for nearly 30 million yuan.

But most people mocked Qianlong! Nowadays, even if you give it to someone, no one will want it. Besides, this painting is a fake one, and it will be worthless in the future.

Looking at Qin Huairu's appearance, Hua Chengyu really wanted to spit in her face. If you try that at the Friendship Store, you will definitely be kicked out.

The things in the Friendship Store of this era were all authentic antiques, and they only sold foreign products. Chinese people could not buy them, and they only accepted foreign currency. Hua Chengyu went there once and never went back.

"There are two last pictures, let's open them together!" Liu Haizhong was about to start.

"Wait, uncle, let me see. What if you break it? I can't ask you for compensation, right?" Qin Huairu blocked Liu Haizhong.

They are all treasures and cannot be touched by anyone. I can't believe that Uncle Yi would spend so much money to get a Director Hua.

Or maybe just forget it, it would be great if these paintings were for myself, or just give in to Uncle Yi?

He glanced secretly at Uncle Yi, only to see that Yi Zhonghai looked calm and expressionless.

In the fourth painting, there is a woman who is squatting in a pretentious manner, with a plate of mosquito coils underneath her... mosquito coils?

"It's fake, this painting is fake!" Yan Bugui shouted on the spot.

"Second Uncle, we know this painting is fake without you telling us!" Sha Zhu said unhappily.

Only Hua Chengyu knew that this imitation of Tang Bohu's "Qiuxiang Lighting Mosquito-Incense" was not a fake, but an authentic one, judging by the color of the paper and the patina on the surface.

It should have been copied by later generations in the mid-Qing Dynasty. Copies made before the founding of the People's Republic of China were not considered fakes in later generations, let alone those from the mid-Qing Dynasty.

In addition, mosquito coils were invented by ancient Chinese people. As early as the Northern Song Dynasty, people had already begun to use mugwort leaves to repel mosquitoes. This is just an imaginary technique.

However, it turned out that this is very similar to the mosquito coils of later generations. It can only be said to be a coincidence.

You cheated me with fake goods, Uncle Yi, Yi Zhonghai, you are really not a good son. Qin Huairu was furious. Yi Zhonghai was going too far. He wanted her to give this painting or the third painting to Director Hua. She would be laughed to death.

Too much, too much!

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu grabbed Tang Bohu's "Qiuxiang Lights Mosquito Coil" and was about to tear it up.

"Wait, Qin Huairu, I think your painting is pretty good, it's a painting of a beautiful woman. Why don't you sell it to me for five dollars? I will buy it to celebrate my father-in-law's birthday!" Xu Damao stepped forward and grabbed Qin Huairu's hand.

"Really?" Qin Huairu said excitedly.

"Ezi, take the money!" Xu Damao waved his hand.

"You're giving this to my dad?" Lou Xiao'e said unhappily.

"Anyway, your family has everything you need, so I'm just giving you a token of my appreciation!" Xu Damao said as a matter of course.

"How dare you!" Lou Xiao'e walked home angrily. She just saw that it was Brother Hua who asked Xu Damao to buy it.

"Xu Damao, you are too stingy, even more stingy than Old Yan. It's unlucky for Lou Xiao'e to marry you." Sha Zhu said sarcastically.

"You Shazhu, you know nothing. This is called sending chicken feathers from a thousand miles away. The gift is small but the sentiment is great. You know nothing!" Xu Damao spat at Shazhu.

Isn't it a gift of a feather from a thousand miles away? How did it become a chicken feather?

Hongmao, the feather of a wild goose, in ancient times generally refers to news. If it is not good, it seems something is wrong, so the idiom "Hua" will not be concerned about whether it is Hongmao or goose feather.

Anyway, he remembered that it was a gift of a feather from a thousand miles away!

"You know nothing. How can you give someone a fake item as a gift? Xu Damao, you are so wicked!" Sha Zhu pointed at Xu Damao.

"Sha Zhu, do you know why Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching?" Xu Damao asked Sha Zhu with a smile.

"How can I know what this is going to do?" Sha Zhu was stunned.

"Because I want to, what's it to you?" Xu Damao said proudly.

"Xu Damao!"

"Here, give it to me. Qin Huairu, don't think that just because you take out your dowry, I will believe that you are not having an affair with Xu Damao!" Lou Xiao'e threw the money in Qin Huairu's face.

"Xiao'e..."

"Call me Lou Xiao'e. Qin Huairu, you know whether you are having an affair or not!" Lou Xiao'e said coldly.

"Okay, Lou Xiao'e, calm down and let's look at the fifth painting first!" Liu Haizhong rolled up the painting and handed it over. Although Xu Damao didn't understand why Brother Hua wanted to buy a fake painting.

But it's not a loss. Maybe it's because he is young, hot-tempered, and misses women too much, so he buys a painting and goes home to look at it slowly in the evening, Xu Damao thought.

The last one is a Western painting, "Mona Lisa's Smile". To be honest, even Hua Chengyu is not sure whether this painting is real or fake!

Mona Lisa - Leonardo da Vinci.

One of the most famous paintings in the world, it is now in the Louvre in Paris and is visited by approximately 600 million people each year.

Leonardo da Vinci painted this picture in 1503 or 1504 and died in 1519.

In the Louvre Museum in Paris, it is said that the painting is a fake. The real painting has not been exhibited, but there are too many copies made in later generations. Moreover, it is said that there are three identical copies of "Mona Lisa's Smile", and no one knows whether it is real or fake.

In the end, Yan Bugui said it was a fake. Perhaps the Lao Chaofeng Organization was not sure either, after all, "Mona Lisa's Smile" is hanging in the Louvre in Paris.

But Hua Chengyu had a hunch that it might be true, so he took action and bought it for ten dollars.

This farce is finally over!

But the drama between Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e had just begun. After returning home, the two started quarreling, and the quarrel was very fierce. Lou Xiao'e insisted that Xu Damao was having an affair with Qin Huairu and she could no longer live with him.

No matter how the hospital staff tried to persuade them, it was useless. After all, Qin Huairu and Xu Damao crawled out of a cellar at the same time.

In addition, the two pieces of clothing that were torn could also serve as proof.

In addition, most people in the hospital dislike Xu Damao, not because Xu Damao is so annoying, but because Xu Damao married the daughter of a big capitalist.

She also gave birth to a son.

What's even worse is that Xu Damao is a gigolo and Lou Xiao'e often brings back large and small bags of things from her parents' home. Who can stand this? We were all the same before.

This guy Xu Damao suddenly lives a rich life and becomes a state official. Who can I go to for justice?

Yi Zhonghai and the two old men in the courtyard seemed to be trying to persuade him, but in fact, they were just fanning the flames. In a fit of anger, Xu Damao was kicked out.

The next day, before dawn, Lou Xiao'e took her child and personal belongings back to her parents' home.