Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Teacher Hu, Fu Min and several other students walked towards the youth hostel, talking and laughing. Each of them was holding some souvenirs and snacks they had bought.

Several people talked about what they had gained today, and were looking forward to seeing new things when they set off for the Magic City tomorrow.

I just walked to the door of the youth hostel and saw two classmates coming out.

When the two saw Teacher Hu and his companions, they greeted them with a smile.

Teacher Hu agreed, and two students came out and rushed to report as if they were presenting treasures: "Teacher Hu, go to the yard and take a look. Jiang Zhe bought a few stone tablets from somewhere and treats them like treasures."

Teacher Hu's smile froze: "Stone tablet? What do you want to buy a stone tablet for?"

"do not know."

"Maybe Jiang Zhe thinks it's an antique."

“There are really words on the stone tablet.”

Teacher Hu felt that the two were talking nonsense. Can something without any words on it be called a stone tablet?
"I'll go take a look." She thought to herself, Jiang Zhe is a good student in all aspects, but he can give you some surprises from time to time.

Several students who had just returned were also curious and followed Teacher Hu.

When a few people walked into the courtyard, they saw several students in the class gathered around a few stone tablets and observed them.

The stone tablet was placed on the ground and was not as big as imagined.

Teacher Hu walked over and first glanced at Jiang Zhe who was sitting on the bench next to him.

Jiang Zhe appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually a little worried. When he saw several teachers and classmates coming back, he stood up and greeted them.

"I heard that this is the stone tablet you bought?" Teacher Hu asked.

"Yes." Jiang Zhe nodded.
“What do you buy it for?”

Jiang Zhe replied: "The inscription on the stone tablet is nice, it may have some cultural value."

"When did you learn how to identify something? This, can this be real?" Teacher Hu was worried about Jiang Zhe.

“What is the cultural value?”

“When was this stone tablet made?”

"How much is it worth?" The other students discussed it.

Teacher Hu leaned over to observe.

Jiang Zhe had wiped the stone tablet clean with a rag, and the words on it could be clearly seen.

He explained to Teacher Hu the author and origin of the stone tablet.

Teacher Hu does not understand epigraphy or Wu Yin, so he cannot make a judgment.

After reading the inscription on the stone tablet, he said, "There is no signature on the stone tablet. How did you determine it?"

Jiang Zhe could not say that it was a systematic judgment, so he could only find an excuse: "I have read the introduction of the author Wu Yin and know that he has such a group of works engraved on the stone tablet. After seeing the stone tablet, I think it may be the work of Wu Yin."

Teacher Hu understood the reason and didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. "You visited the Xiling Seal Society, saw the information, and then saw the stone tablet, and guessed that this was Wu Yin's work.

Think about it yourself, is it possible? How much did you spend? "

Jiang Zhe told the truth: "1000 yuan."

"So much. Almost my monthly salary. You can earn money but you can't..." She didn't finish the second half, sighed, and then asked, "Can I return this thing?"

Jiang Zhe replied: "I definitely won't refund it, but don't worry, I've already contacted the Xiling Seal Society and the Cultural Relics Department. They should be able to send someone to take a look."

"You also called the cultural relics department? You still want to donate to the cultural relics department?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

"When can they come?" asked Teacher Hu.

Jiang Zhe was a little embarrassed.

He called the Xiling Seal Society. The other party was very excited at first and asked him to wait, but there was no reply.

Jiang Zhe was getting anxious and asked the hotel owner for the phone number of the Lin'an Cultural Relics Bureau.

The other party also promised to send someone to check it out as soon as possible, but no one has come yet.

Jiang Zhe didn't understand why they were not being proactive at all.

After seeing Mr. Hu's reaction and thinking back to the hotel owner's expression when he gave you his phone number, it was clear that you had been fooled.

Jiang Zhe was somewhat helpless. Maybe there were too many cultural treasures here, and the stone tablet was not high-quality enough? Or maybe the other party didn't think this could be true.

Teacher Hu asked the students to go about their business and then went back to his room. After coming out, he asked Jiang Zhe, "When did you call? Did the other party say when he would come?"

"You didn't say when you'll come. Let me wait."

Teacher Hu thought for a while and said, "Maybe they are busy. I think you should find someone with more authority to take a look first, and then consider whether to donate."

Jiang Zhe realized that he was being wishful thinking.

With the help of the system, I was able to find these stone tablets, but the cultural relics department or Xiling Seal Society was unaware of this.

Teacher Hu saw that Jiang Zhe was a little embarrassed, so he said, "Do you have any friends in Lin'an? If not, we can contact the teachers at Lin'an Academy of Fine Arts. Some of them should have research on these."

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Among those who like traditional calligraphy and painting, many have done some research on these.

He made a phone call and contacted Teacher Ma, whom he had just met yesterday.

After Mr. Ma answered the phone, without much politeness, he asked about Jiang Zhe's judgment and location, and then told Jiang Zhe that he would help contact a friend.

A few minutes later, he called Jiang Zhe and said that he had made an appointment with a friend and was preparing to leave for the youth hostel.

When Mr. Hu saw Jiang Zhe end the call, he said, "Keep calm. If this thing is not good, don't be too sad."

Jiang Zhe knew that Teacher Hu still didn't quite believe that this thing was real. He couldn't explain more and could only let the facts speak for themselves.

Just over ten minutes later, Teacher Ma walked into the gate of the Youth Hostel with a middle-aged woman. They had just met yesterday, and the students in the courtyard greeted him immediately when they saw him.

Teacher Ma responded with a smile.

Jiang Zhe and Teacher Hu went over to greet them.

"Mr. Ma, please help me,"

"You're welcome. Let me introduce you to him," he introduced the woman who came with him to Jiang Zhe.

"This is Professor Ou, who specializes in calligraphy. She is very knowledgeable about calligraphy and seal carving. When she heard about this, she immediately agreed."

After Teacher Ma introduced both parties, Jiang Zhe and Teacher Hu expressed their gratitude to Professor Ou.

Professor Ou took the initiative to shake hands with Jiang Zhe. "Jiang Zhe, I heard about you from Teacher Ma. Tell me, how did you find the stone tablet?"

While Jiang Zhe was introducing, he observed Professor Ou.

He is not tall, has a slightly fat, fair face, wears big glasses, and has a very scholarly air.

He briefly described his purchasing experience.

When Professor Ou entered the yard, he noticed five stone tablets.

Before coming here, I didn't have any hope, I just made the trip for Lao Ma's sake.

However, after seeing these five stone tablets, my heart beat faster.

After hearing Jiang Zhe's introduction, she walked over and asked while looking at the stone tablet: "Why do you think this is Wu Yin's stele work?"

Jiang Zhe replied: "This is my personal guess."

Professor Ou said: "I have some knowledge of seal carving and calligraphy, but I may not be able to see it accurately. Let me take a look first."

She started with the first stone tablet and observed it carefully.

The second piece, the third piece...

After looking at the fourth stone tablet, it was basically confirmed that these stone tablets were most likely the works of Wu Yin.

Although there are few examples to refer to, she has studied these works of art for a long time, and can make a basic intuitive judgment on the authenticity of some things at a glance.

At the same time, she had read the relevant written records about Wu Yin.

Look at the several stone tablets and compare them with the information in your memory.

After a while, Professor Ou finished reading the stone tablets and said to Jiang Zhe, “Let me tell you my personal opinion. These stone tablets may be the works of Wu Yin.

Although there is no author's signature, the carving technique and shape are consistent with relevant records.

Even if it is not Wu Yin's work, the carving on the stone tablet is very exquisite and is not an ordinary practice piece.

I can help you contact the cultural relics department. Are you sure you want to donate?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

While Professor Ou was looking at the stone tablet, Teacher Hu and others were waiting nearby.

After hearing her say this, many people understood.

"This is real?"

"Is this really a cultural relic?" Some people couldn't believe it, while others looked at Jiang Zhe in surprise.

"Professor Ou, how much is this set of stone tablets worth?" asked Teacher Ma.

"This is a cultural relic with certain cultural value. I can't judge the specific price, as there are few examples of this type of work to refer to," Professor Ou replied.

Teacher Hu felt relieved, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Professor Ou briefly answered other people's questions and asked Jiang Zhe again: "Why did you want to donate? If I call the relevant departments, it will be difficult for you to regret it."

Jiang Zhe said: "It is better to keep it in a professional venue than in my own home. They know how to protect it."

Professor Ou smiled and said, "Well, young people are very open-minded. Which department did you contact?"

Jiang Zhe told his story.

After hearing this, Professor Ou smiled and said, "You can't blame them. They will receive a lot of clues. I'll make the call."

Teacher Ma stopped her and said, "Professor Ou, please wait a moment. Let's discuss with Jiang Zhe. We don't have to donate to them. How about donating to our school?"

He looked at Jiang Zhe and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Zhe thought about it and realized that the system had no specific requirements for donations. It was a donation anyway, and it would be good for him to make some good connections.

"I agree."

Professor Ou said: "Thank you for your trust. The Academy of Fine Arts is definitely happy. However, the Academy of Fine Arts cannot keep these stone tablets.

The cultural relics department or Xiling Seal Society will try to get it, but in the end, it will still have to be moved to another department. It is better to contact the cultural relics department directly."

Teacher Ma nodded: "You are right."

Professor Ou took out his cell phone, walked aside and dialed a number.

Teacher Hu came over, looked at the stone tablet, then looked at Jiang Zhe, and asked, "Have you asked someone to teach you how to identify it?"

Jiang Zhe said: "I have never learned how to identify it. I just relied on luck."

The other students were speechless when they heard Jiang Zhe's answer.

This luck is too good. I went out for a walk and actually saw cultural relics in the textbook market.

I've heard of this kind of thing in stories, but when I encounter it in real life, it's very shocking.

Many people gathered around the stone tablet again to watch. This time, they wanted to see some clues. (End of this chapter)