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Chapter 181: Doubao (4)

Half an hour later, people who had finished lunch rushed back to the conference room. Many people were attracted by a large glass house placed in the square. They moved over and looked around for a long time, but they didn't understand it.

What is it used for? Wang Yuwan smiled and said:

"Look at the fan and shower head here, it looks like a bathroom. Could it be that the organizing committee felt that everyone was having a hard time, so they specially arranged for a beauty to take a bath to comfort everyone?"

Suddenly a shout came from behind the crowd,

"Wang Yuwan, your wife is here, run!"

As expected, Wang Yuwan's face showed a look of panic, and he suddenly realized that someone was watching his joke! He shouted angrily:

"Chi Menghua, you are talking in your sleep again. Wait, let me go over and give you a few kicks to see if you are still awake!"

Both young and old were amused by this pair of live treasures and laughed. Chang Lao also shook his head and said with a smile:

"Every time I attend a treasure fighting conference and see a group of energetic young people like you, I feel that I am really old and I can't do it!"

"Master, if you are old, are there any young people in this world?"

"Hahaha, you are a flatterer, you are a big flatterer! But I like to hear this!"

In the afternoon treasure fighting conference, the first thing that came to the stage was a picture of Qi Baishi's shrimp play. It was very large, more than five square feet. On the plain white picture, six ink-colored river shrimps of different shapes were enjoying themselves among the water plants.

Three swimming fish chased around a piece of bluestone unwillingly. The most interesting thing was that there was a small crab under the bluestone. It seemed to want to grab the tail of the small fish with its claws and teeth, but it was entangled by a long slanting water plant.

hind feet.

As soon as the painting was opened, most of the people sitting in the conference room stood up. Mr. Baishi is a master of modern Chinese painting. He is good at painting flowers and birds, insects and fish, landscapes, and figures. In the early days, in order to survive, the paintings still had many flaws. In the later stages,

, the style is perfect, the paintings are vigorous and vigorous

Moist, the colors are bright and bright, the shapes are concise and vivid, and the artistic conception is honest and simple. His paintings of fish, shrimps, insects and crabs are full of natural interest. His paintings usually only have one kind of animal, but this painting actually includes water plants, bluestones, fish, and shrimps.

Crab and many other elements are really rare!

In the afternoon, Zheng Zhuya, who dragged her master to sit on Wu Di's table, said excitedly:

"Oh my God, Master, this treasure fighting event was really not in vain! I heard that old man Baishi never drew more than two shrimps in a picture. This time he drew five, as well as fish and crabs. What on earth is this?

How much is it worth?”

Professor Zheng looked at the little girl dotingly and said with a smile:

"You, you, like a layman, think of money first! Do you know that the value of a work like this cannot be measured by money at all? The first one is the best of the best, and now Lao Han's

You should have a headache."

Zheng Zhuya stuck out her tongue at Wu Di naughtily and rolled her cute little eyes. Wu Di smiled and said:

"Yes, the value of this kind of thing is difficult to estimate in the first place. In the eyes of people who love calligraphy and painting, this collection may be even more precious than Jilan glaze. I wonder how they managed it in the past?"

"Haha, this section is the busiest every time. We old guys love to see you young people fighting passionately. It's great to be young."

Mr. Zhou, who also squeezed into Wu Di's table in the afternoon, sighed after hearing this.

Chang Lao shook his head and said:

"Actually, this is the best trial, so please read on!"

Professor Zheng turned his head suddenly and asked:

"What? Lao Chang? Do you have an inside story? Come on, let it out! It will save me from feeling like a cat scratching you all afternoon!"

Professor Zheng was negotiating with Mr. Chang anxiously. He didn't know whether he was really anxious or just joking. Wu Di found that he couldn't be too serious with these old naughty boys, otherwise he would be tricked accidentally. He was listening to the progress with his ears.

Suddenly I was slapped,

"Boy, go aside!"

Wu Di turned around and stood up quickly. Mr. Zhu De, whom he had met in Florence, was standing behind him with a smile. Seeing Wu Di's movements, Mr. Chang and others also noticed Mr. Zhu and greeted him with a smile.

Poor Wu Di had no choice but to give up his seat and walked towards the place where young people gathered not far away.

Before Zhu Derang sat down, he said "hehe" to Zheng Mengguang and said:

"It's better to beg him than to beg me. I know Wu Di is the kid who will compete in the third competition!"

Several old guys at the table next to him pricked up their ears when they heard the words. For a while, a group of old guys held a small meeting below. Even a few old guys at the next table couldn't hear clearly and simply ran over. Now even

Zheng Zhuya and Song Hongyan were both driven away, so they had to follow Wu Di's footsteps to find new seats.

Wu Di came to Chi Menghua's table. As soon as Wang Yuwan saw him, he clapped his hands and laughed:

"Welcome, welcome, our double champion is here, little brother, are you interested in exchanging a collection with me? It is said that the thing Tang Sanzang exchanged for the scripture was a big bowl!"

"If you can take out that bowl, I will exchange it with you!"

Wang Yuwan scratched his head, glanced at the brothers who were waiting to see the joke, and said:

"Tch! You think I don't know that the bowl is purple and gold? I only want the jade bowl!"

Everyone smiled.

As soon as the second treasure on the stage was unveiled, there was an uproar in the audience. It turned out to be a large lotus painting! The paintings of two modern masters were arranged together. The organizer's intention to compete in the ring was obvious, and the atmosphere of the conference was

I was also brought to a climax at once!

"I have been chasing this painting for five years and recovered it from a collector who has immigrated to Canada. I was originally planning to participate in the third treasure hunt, but was persuaded to participate in this treasure hunt. Only now I found out that it was

They were fooled, it turns out they want me and Brother He to fight in the ring!"

The treasure holder pointed at the judges on the podium with a face full of grief and anger, and suddenly smiled:

"But after seeing everyone's responses, I suddenly felt very curious. How would you judge these two masterpieces?"

"Little monkey, come down quickly. Do you know that there is a kind of ending called a tie? Do you know that there is a kind of evaluation called harmony?"

Cheers erupted from the audience. This serious venue was turned into a performance by a group of young people, and the treasure presenters on stage turned into monkeys performing acrobatics!

Chi Menghua smiled at Wu Di and said:

"We usually follow Old Antiques. These rules and regulations are very repressive. No, as soon as we let them out, we start to have fun."

Yan Ju, Meng Jiansheng's disciple who left the scene, also smiled and said:

"This is actually due to everyone's filial piety. Master and the others are old, and they all hope to see us unite and carry forward China's antique culture. We can give them some fun and make them a few years younger!"

Wu Di, Zheng Zhuya and other people who participated in the treasure fighting conference for the first time realized why the order at the scene was so poor, but the older generation did not impose any restraints, and many even started to make noises along with them!

The third item on the stage is a jade carving, a work by the famous jade carving artist Xie Shifang during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Speaking of Xie Shifang, not many people may know it, but when it comes to the emerald watermelon loved by the Empress Dowager Cixi, the number of people who know it is overwhelming.

The Jade Watermelon is said to be the work of Xie Shifang.

Wang Yuwan also participated in this competition, and his entry was indeed a jade bowl, carved from a whole piece of Hotan mutton-fat white jade, with an opening diameter of seven centimeters! As soon as the collection was unveiled, the audience exclaimed.

No matter how good the carving is, 80% of the people present have never seen such a large piece of mutton-fat white jade!

When Wang Yuwan returned to his seat triumphantly, Chi Menghua leaned over, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother Yuwan, I wonder if what you said this morning still counts?"

"What words?"

"I'll exchange that chicken cup from the Xuande period for anything in your collection."

"Of course I, Wang Yuwan, mean what I say! As long as it is something I have said before, it will definitely count if I remember it!"

Zeng Chengjie laughed and cursed:

"Lao Chi, please don't be fooled. Didn't you listen to what this kid said? Only what he remembers counts! I think there must be a conspiracy here!"

Yan Ju smiled and said:

"Bring the bowl, I'll check it first to make sure it's not fake porcelain!"

"Hey, look, look, it's Master's collection anyway. If you have any questions, go to the old man!"
Chapter completed!
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