"Mr. Yang, what's wrong?"

Wang Guan was stunned and didn't understand why Mr. Yang was grabbing him.

"Go find someone to uncover the painting." Mr. Yang said excitedly: "I know a calligraphy and painting restoration master. His skills are superb and he can definitely remove the covering layer on this painting intact."

"That's right."

At this time, Yu Feibai no longer cared about the question just now, and nodded quickly: "I also want to see what the original work of Wen Tong, a master of bamboo painting, looks like."

"Then please ask Mr. Yang to lead the way."

Wang Guan heard this and agreed.

Since the fat middle-aged man had already paid the bill, the three of them went straight out of the teahouse, hailed a taxi on the side of the street, and went directly to the address mentioned by Mr. Yang.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of an ordinary house in a community.

After paying and getting out of the car, Wang Guan looked around and found that this community was planted with many flowers, plants and trees, and it was far away from the busy commercial streets. It seemed a bit quiet and elegant.

Especially the house in front of me has a layout somewhat like a courtyard house. In the front yard, a bamboo shed has been set up, and many ivy are entangled on the fence. The green rattan silk leaves are fluttering in the wind, which is very green and eye-catching.

"Ding dong..."

Mr. Yang rang the doorbell casually.

After a while, a young woman who looked like a nanny came out of the house. When she saw Mr. Yang, she immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, you are here."

Mr. Yang nodded and asked casually: "Is Mr. Huang here?"

"Yes." The nanny smiled and said, "However, someone from some company came to the door just now. The old man annoyed him and excused himself to be busy. Now he is hiding in the studio reading a book."

"Haha, Brother Huang has a good temper. If it were me, he would be really annoyed and I could drive him away." Old Yang laughed and said: "Go and tell Brother Huang that I am here and I have brought something."

nice one."

"I know." The nanny smiled and nodded, then turned and went back to the house.

It can be seen that Mr. Yang is very familiar with this place and does not need anyone to guide him. Instead, he treats it as his own home and leads Wang Xian and Yu Feibai to pass through the passage and walk into the living room.

At the same time, in the living room, there was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, sitting quietly on the sofa, flipping through a magazine boredly. When he saw Mr. Yang coming in, he quickly raised his head in surprise, stood up and greeted him.

"Mr. Yang, come and see Mr. Huang." The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic.

However, Mr. Yang didn't seem to know this person, or was unwilling to pay attention to him. He just nodded perfunctorily and said calmly: "I have business with Mr. Huang." The implication is that you, a casual worker like you, should leave as soon as possible.

Bar.

However, I don't know if it was because the middle-aged man was thick-skinned or he didn't understand. He continued to smile and said: "Mr. Yang, please sit down quickly. Mr. Huang is busy, but I will definitely be very happy to know that you are here."

Although he said that he would drive people away, Mr. Yang was really helpless when he encountered such a shameless person. In addition, the other person had a respectful attitude and a pleasant smile, so it was really difficult to speak harshly to him.

After all, you can't hit someone with a smiling face.

Besides, middle-aged people are annoying, but not to the point of being intolerable.

In these two or three minutes, Wang Guan could feel that this middle-aged man was humorous and knowledgeable, and he had a kind of affinity that could arouse people's interest in chatting with him.

It's no wonder that Mr. Huang, although he found this middle-aged man annoying, at most he just hid, but he was too embarrassed to force him away.

Wang Guan feels that people with such strong communication skills are probably the liaison managers of some companies.

"Brother Yang, what brought you here?"

At this moment, an old man with silver beard and hair slowly walked down the second floor.

Wang Guan noticed that although the old man walked slowly, his steps were very steady, and his eyes were bright and bright, and from time to time, he looked like a young man.

"Brother Huang." Mr. Yang quickly stepped forward to greet him.

The two old men sat down in the hall, and the nanny came in with a few more teacups, placed them in front of everyone's tables, and then withdrew.

"Brother Yang, what treasure did you find again? Let me see it." Mr. Huang said with a smile, and after taking a sip of tea, he looked very curious.

"Brother, take out the things and let Brother Huang open his eyes." Mr. Yang said with a smile: "However, the dirty talk is ahead. After seeing it, I'm afraid I'll bother you to show off your unique skills."

"Oh, then I want to take a closer look to see what kind of treasure it is." Mr. Huang smiled and didn't care much.

"An ancient painting, please appreciate it by Mr. Huang."

At the same time, Wang Guan picked up the scroll and handed it over with both hands.

"good……"

Mr. Huang nodded and put on his white gloves very carefully before taking the scroll. He untied the rope and spread the scroll to both sides. However, before the scroll was even half opened, Mr. Huang said in surprise: "This, it seems

It’s Song Dynasty style.”

Wang Guan didn't quite understand it, but he could tell that this was probably a method of mounting calligraphy and paintings.

Mr. Yang, on the other hand, didn't understand and asked: "Brother Huang, what's going on with this Song-style dress?"

"The technology of mounting calligraphy and painting in my country has been around for a long time. During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, this scroll form appeared. In the Song Dynasty, due to the unprecedented prosperity of calligraphy and painting calligraphy, many mounting techniques appeared."

Huang Lao smiled and explained: "Among them, in the Song Dynasty, the most famous one was probably the Xuanhe costume, which had strict sizes and specifications. However, it was also the most complicated style."

"Brother, you just need to know this kind of professional knowledge."

Yang Lao was half-informed and said with a smile: "Framing is just a supplement. You have to look at the painting first."

"Who said that framing is only an auxiliary thing? As the saying goes, three-thirds of a painting is seven-tenths of a frame. Without the protection of framing, those ancient paintings that have been passed down to this day would have been in tatters." Mr. Huang argued.

"Brother, I was wrong. Let's not argue about this. Just look at the paintings." Yang Lao said quickly. He almost forgot that as a master of framing craftsmanship, how could Lao Huang tolerate others underestimating this craft.

Seeing Mr. Yang's submission, Mr. Huang nodded with satisfaction and continued to look at the scroll.

After looking at it for a moment, Mr. Gong nodded lightly and said: "Yes, it is a Song-style dress. However, it is an imitation of the Song-style dress. For a real Song-style dress, the mounting material should be silk, and this one is rice paper. Looking at the craftsmanship, it should be

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, our southern style was used."

"Brother Huang, please study the craft techniques slowly, mainly by looking at the paintings." Mr. Yang said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry.

However, Wang Guan next to him was very surprised. He used his special ability to see that except for the center of the ink bamboo painting, which was a purple light, the outer layer and the edge of the frame were a pale yellow light.

It can be seen from this that Wen Tong's original ink bamboo painting should have been framed during the Ming Dynasty, and a layer of camouflage was applied on top of the real painting to hide it from others. However, Huang Lao has no special powers, but he was able to frame it.

The method of inferring the approximate facts is indeed admirable.
Chapter completed!