The next day, Xu Yan saw patients as usual, waiting for Xia Xiaohe's last day of exams.
Yuan Chenglin also took advantage of Yuan Yuan's exam and returned to Pingzhou with the calligraphy to do the things assigned by Xu Yan.
Arriving at Pingzhou Antique Street, Yuan Chenglin and Lao Guo waited for a short time when they saw a big fat man with small eyes appearing as if he didn't recognize his relatives!
This kid didn't know why. He kept pointing his nostrils at people along the way, and deliberately called out to the stall owners and shop owners to say hello, causing those people to look at him with puzzled expressions after greeting him.
"Is this Dr. Xu's brother? Look... he looks like a crab with seeds?" Lao Guo looked at the photo with a strange expression.
Yuan Chenglin couldn't help but be happy, "It's probably true. Xiao Yan didn't mention it. Wu Yan must be very cool today, as expected!"
"You two, are you from Pingzhou?" Wu Yan dragged him through most of the street, and when he saw the two people waiting at the agreed place, he came over with a smile, and finally returned to normal.
"Wu Yan, right? This is our Mr. Baiyun Yuan!" Lao Guo spoke first. This was specially explained by Xu Yan. He said that the fat man was timid and was afraid of scaring him? He didn't know what he meant.
"Yes, yes!" Wu Yan tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, and cheerfully stretched out his hand to shake hands with the two of them, "You two seem to have extraordinary bearings at first sight, especially Mr. Yuan. Look, they are absolutely among the best, at least in Baiyun County.
Is he the richest man?"
"You're welcome, little brother. You are not the richest man, it's just a false name!" Yuan Chenglin seemed very approachable and said cheerfully: "Brother Wu and Dr. Xu have known each other for a long time?"
"Just call me Yanzu!" Wu Yan chuckled, "Mr. Yuan said, Xu Yan, we have known each other for a few years. Since he was in college, because he always went out to work to earn living expenses, he could not go back to the dormitory, so he rented outside.
I almost gave him the house for free! Brother!"
"I'd rather bother you two to go over there. I'm really upset. So... did you bring the words?"
He is actually Xu Yan’s brother, so he is no longer an outsider!
Yuan Chenglin's smile couldn't help but become brighter, and he nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, I also had to authenticate it originally, so I have to trouble Wu...Brother Yanzu, please lead the way, haha!"
After saying this name, Yuan Chenglin came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing, thinking that this little fat guy was quite shameless.
"Hey, no trouble, no trouble!" Wu Yan smiled brightly, but couldn't help but asked curiously: "By the way, Mr. Yuan, if you can get this calligraphy, you must be familiar with Doctor Xu, right?"
"A person like you is actually willing to deal with my brother, a small village doctor. You look like a man of temperament! I admire you the most!"
Wu Yan laughed and sighed secretly at his proficiency in flattery. Listen, it's not artificial at all!
But Yuan Chenglin and Lao Guo were both stunned, a little confused.
What do you mean, this little fat guy doesn’t know that the famous Doctor Xu is his brother Xu Yan?
"Brother Wu, you don't know..." Lao Guo blurted out in surprise.
However, Yuan Chenglin's eyes flashed and he quickly stopped him, suddenly coming back to his senses.
He suddenly understood what Xu Yan had specially explained yesterday. The fat little co-author had no idea that Xiao Yan was Doctor Xu and was the author of this painting!
Then it would be inappropriate for them to talk about it. Maybe Xu Yan wanted to surprise him?
Looking at the confused Wu Yan, Yuan Chenglin blinked and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter your status when making friends, just get along. I know both Dr. Xu and Dr. Xu!"
"Brother Yanzu seems to be a sweetheart at first glance. My wife is from Pingzhou. We will be closer in the future!"
Wu Yan couldn't help but secretly slap his thigh. What did he just say? He was a proficient in flattery!
Look, isn’t this the result?!
The richest man in Baiyun County, with a net worth of at least hundreds of millions, and he even knows the old god Xu!
He was actually willing to make friends with him. He was indeed a good-natured person. No, could it be that Mr. Yuan saw that he, Wu Yan, had the potential to be a billionaire? It must be so. I heard that these big guys have a vicious vision!
Wu Yan suddenly felt so happy that his nose was filled with snot. He agreed repeatedly and quickly led the way to Lingbaozhai.
Yuan Chenglin followed with his hands behind his back and continued to watch the little fat man rushing and pulling at people along the street.
Lao Guo couldn't hold it back anymore and whispered: "Mr. Yuan, who is he?"
"I guess you don't know anything!" Yuan Chenglin chuckled secretly, "Xiao Yan specifically told him not to be a helper because he was afraid of scaring him."
Lao Guo grinned, and when he looked at Wu Yan, he suddenly felt that this little fat guy was inexplicably cute!
The three of them ran to Lingbaozhai and found out that Lingbaozhai was closed today.
Seeing Wu Yan, the steward hurriedly greeted him and went upstairs directly after greeting him.
Before they reached the second floor, layman Lingbao and Yang Zhiyuan had already come out to welcome them.
The two sides looked at each other, their eyes brightening slightly. Layman Lingbao seemed to have a certain air of immortality. Yang Zhiyuan showed his demeanor at first glance. Yuan Chenglin's own vision was not bad and his magnanimity was natural. They exchanged greetings with each other in a manner that was neither humble nor overbearing.
After they sat down separately, Wu Yan urged curiously: "Mr. Yuan, where are the words? Hurry up and take them out so that we can open our eyes!"
Yang Zhiyuan and layman Lingbao were also impatient and couldn't help but get up after hearing this.
Yuan Chenglin's eyes flickered, and he finally understood. The value and meaning of Xu Yan's calligraphy may be more exaggerated than they thought before!
He asked Lao Guo to carefully take out the calligraphy, unfold it carefully and lay it flat on the table. Yang Zhiyuan and Wu Yan quickly put on their glasses, widened their eyes, and took a closer look.
But Wu Yan couldn't see anything after looking at it for a long time. Instead, he suddenly felt that these words looked familiar.
No matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like the calligraphy posted on Xu Yan’s house at home!
Damn it, is it possible that Brother Yan wrote this? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
At this time, the layman Lingbao pondered and nodded: "It is indeed a good calligraphy. It is round, delicate, dignified and rigorous, but it is also agile and delicate. It is quite Zhao Mengfu's style!"
Wu Yan suddenly realized when he heard it. No wonder he thought it looked familiar. It turned out that the calligraphy of this old miracle doctor Xu was also influenced by the Zhao style of Songxue Taoist Zhao Mengfu in the Southern Song Dynasty.
He knows this. Zhao Mengfu's "Reconstruction of the Three Gates of Xuanmiao Temple" is a masterpiece of calligraphy handed down from generation to generation!
Moreover, Zhao Songxue ranks third among the top ten calligraphers in ancient times. His original works and even many exquisite copies are priceless treasures in antique shops!
The case has been solved! Brother Yan not only happened to have the surname Xu, but he also followed the same calligraphy method as the old miracle doctor Xu. What a coincidence!
At this time, the layman Lingbao sighed with emotion and said with a wry smile: "What a pity, it is a contemporary work. If it is an antique handed down from ancient times, it should have Baoguang. I can also evaluate the grade. Brother Zhiyuan, please enlighten me!"
Turning his head, he was surprised to find that Yang Zhiyuan had tears streaming down his face!
Yuan Chenglin and others were also stunned, and they were all a little confused.
"I'm sorry, I made you laugh!" Yang Zhiyuan came back to his senses, quickly wiped his tears and said: "When I saw this picture, I couldn't help but think of my deceased teacher, I lost my temper!"
"Since the layman asked, let me tell you briefly!"
"This calligraphy, it is no exaggeration to say... can be a treasure passed down from generation to generation!"
Wu Yan's eyes widened in curiosity, and when he looked at the words again, he suddenly seemed to see countless small coins.
Yuan Chenglin and Lao Guo were shocked. They all knew that this calligraphy was written by Xu Yan. It was...a treasure handed down from generation to generation?!
Layman Lingbao was also surprised and said in amazement: "Brother Zhiyuan, this calligraphy is really full of flesh and blood? Is it close to the level of Master Ling's legacy?"
Yang Zhiyuan squinted his eyes again, nodded solemnly and said: "In my opinion, it is not inferior to the teacher's posthumous painting!"
"Buddha, I suggest you use the secret treasure to identify it. Maybe you will get some unexpected surprises!"
Yuan Chenglin and Lao Guo were both numb, thinking that they knew Xu Yan was beeping, but have they reached this level?
This is like a heifer riding a firecracker, and the cow beeps and explodes!
