Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Mr. Qin, Mr. Qiu, and Mr. Niu are all in the study of the courtyard, two of the four are learning chess, and two are watching the game. Although you are over eighty years old, you are still unwilling to lag behind in the chess game.

"Will."

Mr. Qin put one of his pawns on top, cutting off all the other's escape routes.

Shi Lao threw the chess in his hand, and said with a smile: "Qin Lao, you are older than me, but you are not confused, this sentence is willing to bow down."

"Hahaha, it's fine if you're convinced. What's the matter, why don't you open another bottle of your hidden wine at noon, let us old guys each have a small cup, just satisfy your cravings."

"I knew you guys were here for my wine collection. It's no problem. Open a bottle at noon. But we still have to follow the doctor's advice. Don't be greedy. Keep this old bone and live for a few more years. old wine."

"I really didn't expect it. We didn't enjoy the blessings of our children and grandchildren, but we did enjoy it from Mo Na. Going forward a few hundred years, even the emperor's old son would not have the blessing of drinking ancient wines for hundreds of years."

Niu Lao stroked the white beard on his chin, as if he was already savoring the mellow aroma of the old wine.

"Lao Niu is right, it's true." Qiu Lao also laughed, "Sometimes I really want to bring a group of people and rush into the Huaxia Famous Wine Culture Museum in Yandu to snatch a group."

Shi Lao poured them a cup of tea each and said, "It's not easy to make peace, come here anytime, good wine and good food are all you need."

"Old Shi, what has Xiao Mo been up to lately?"

As soon as Mr. Qin finished speaking, he heard a nanny shouting respectfully outside: "Oh, Mr. Li, your clothes are all wet, come in and wipe your wet hair."

"I'm fine." Li Mo walked into the study, and saw four old men looking at him with smiles on their faces.

"You really don't talk about it. I just asked what you've been up to, and someone showed up." Mr. Qin asked him to wipe the rain from his hair first, "It's almost stopped raining outside, so how can you get wet just a few steps away?" Like this?"

Li Mo took the dry towel handed over by the nanny, wiped his hair and said, "Where is it a few steps away? I walked over from the end of the alley."

"Where's the car?"

Shilao asked.

"Don't mention it, the car drove to the entrance of the alley, and was rear-ended by a Rolls-Royce car behind it just as it was about to turn. The people in the car were quite irritable. After the collision, two people came down with baseball bats to help me. The windows of the car were smashed. It just so happens that I didn’t drive that bulletproof car today, so I can only temporarily consider myself unlucky.”

Several old men looked at each other.

"What about those two people?"

"I smashed my car window and drove away. Don't worry, the police have already dealt with it. There must be news soon."

"Being able to drive a Rolls-Royce shows that the other party is not an ordinary person. If you figure out what's going on, tell me."

"Good grandpa." Li Mo pointed to the fermented bean curd on the table, "My mother asked me to give it to you."

"This stuff is good, everyone should try it at noon, why don't you stay for dinner?"

"The car has been towed away, and the rain has not stopped outside, so I won't go shopping in Liulichang today, I will talk about it tomorrow. Grandpa Qin, how about I accompany you for a game?"

"Not interested." Elder Qin refused directly, and changed the subject, "Xiaomo, I heard that Liulichang is holding an antique festival these days. How many times have you been there?"

"Walking around there for a long time yesterday, I found four good treasures."

"Oh, tell us about it."

Li Mo had no choice but to repeat the four antiques he found: "A yellow jadeite made of waxy ice, a sword of the king of Yue from the Warring States period, the sword of Goujian, the king of Yue, his son's saber, a red flower bowl painted with gold on the red ground of Yongzheng in the Qing Dynasty and A copybook "Yueyang Tower" written in the name of Fan Zhongyan in the late Ming Dynasty."

"Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower", calligraphy is really good?"

Mr. Qin became interested. He is a collector, and his favorite things are porcelain and calligraphy.

"The calligraphy has the taste of Yan Zhenqing in the Tang Dynasty, the essence of Mi Fu in the Song Dynasty, and the traces of Zhao Mengfu in the Yuan Dynasty. It is quite good. Although the identity of the real calligrapher cannot be studied, the calligraphy itself is very good. Just like the car Towed away, I will send a car over, and bring those things over by the way."

"That's good, let's enjoy it together when we are idle and bored."

Li Mo called Brown Bear and asked him to make a trip. When it was almost noon, the brown bear arrived in a car and took four things from the car.

"Boss, do we need someone to investigate?"

The brown bear put down his things and asked, the boss's car was not only rear-ended, but also smashed up, the key is that he was very arrogant when he left.

"Let's not get involved in that matter. Even if the other party has a background, the police will give me a message. Stay for lunch at noon. These four old men are greedy for wine, and I can't drink. You can have a drink with the old man."

"No problem, drinking is what I'm best at." The wine that the old man drank must be a century-old antique wine, and a drink would cost tens of thousands. Brown bears also like to drink some wine. If you miss such a good wine, you will never have another chance.

When Mr. Qin and the others were appreciating calligraphy, Li Mo received a call from an acquaintance, and it was Fang Wenjing who called.

He got up and walked outside the study to connect, then smiled and said, "The sun wasn't on today, why did Sister Fang suddenly think of calling me?"

"I'm looking for you for something important. Your car was rear-ended this morning, and it was smashed?"

"I thought Big Sister Fang was looking for me to treat me to dinner." Li Mo sighed lightly, "Why did you take over this matter?"

"You think I'm thinking that someone else knew about our relationship, so I asked here. Let me tell you, the other party's name is Xu Ping'an, a Chinese-American. His ancestors came to the United States in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, he became more and more powerful and passed on to his parents. He came to China for investment more than 20 years ago and is now the chairman of six listed companies. Xu Pingan is the youngest son of the Xu family. The police found him He was very arrogant and domineering at the beginning, and he was defiant, and only when he knew your identity did he realize that he had caused a catastrophe, and then he turned around and turned to me."

"Sister Fang, you have said so much, what exactly do you want to say, or what does the other party want to express?"

"Just to see if we can reconcile?"

Fang Wenjing was a little hesitant, as if she was particularly unwilling to say this.

Li Mo didn't care, he smiled and said: "How to reconcile the law?"

"The smashed car will be compensated for a new one. Xu Pingan apologized to you back then."

"Gone?"

Fang Wenjing hummed.

"I see, Sister Fang, I'm eating, so I'll hang up first."

Li Mo hung up the phone and went back to the study, smiling, "Grandpa Qin, Mr. Qiu, how is the writing skill of this "Yueyang Tower" written in the name of Fan Zhongyan?"

"Good calligraphy really combines the strengths of the three schools." Elder Qin said sincerely, "It depends on the strength of the calligraphy. The person who actually wrote this copybook is not an ordinary generation."

Old Qiu also likes calligraphy. He took off his glasses and said, "Xiaomo, can you transfer this copybook to me? There are quite a few calligraphy works at home, but none of them can reach this level."

"Mr. Qiu, if you really like this copybook, I'll transfer it to you. One thousand yuan will be fine."

Old Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "You kid, go to my house when you have time, don't just think about your grandpa and Grandpa Qin all day long. Your Grandpa Qiu's house also has a lot of good things, you Go and pick which one is good."

"Okay, I'll go back and find a time."

This piece of "Yueyang Tower", which is famous for Fan Zhongyan, is worth a lot, and it would be no problem to meet the Ming Lord with a few million. If it is just an ordinary posthumous work of the ancients, it is reasonable to say that it is not worth any money, after all, the author did not leave a name.

Whether antique calligraphy and paintings are valuable has a lot to do with the author himself.

Li Mo transferred 1,000 yuan to Mr. Qiu, so that Mr. Qiu would not feel any psychological burden. In fact, it was a free gift, and everyone present knew it clearly.

"Little Mo, show me that Yongzheng red flower bowl painted with gold."