Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 108 No One Can Escape

Shan Wangshu's face was full of joy: "Liu Haisu?"

Lin Sicheng was extremely confident: "Liu Haisu!"

If we rank modern domestic oil painters, I wouldn't say Liu Haisu is in the top three, but he is pretty reasonable to be in the top five.

But if we talk about "Western form with Chinese application" and "borrowing from the West and integrating with China", then Liu Haisu is the undisputed leader and deserves it.

He changed the splash-ink technique of traditional Chinese painting to splash-color, and applied it to his oil paintings. His brushstrokes also borrowed a lot of traditional Chinese painting techniques. His brushwork is free and vigorous, surging and rhythmic, and has an extremely strong and unique personal creative style.

Lin Sicheng concluded that he was definitely not wrong.

Shan Wangshu pursed his lips and said, “During the Spring Festival last year, I went to Shanghai with your teacher and bought it at Jiuqu Bridge… I felt that it was a bit similar at the time, but I didn’t dare to confirm it.

Afterwards, I hurried back to Xijing, took two photos, and sent them to the teachers at the calligraphy and painting gallery. They also thought it looked like it. I never thought it was true? Haha, I only spent 5,200 yuan at the time... Your teacher even said I didn't take the money seriously..."

Her family was well-off, so she had no idea what was happening. But who wouldn't enjoy the surprise and joy of finding a treasure at a fraction of the price?

So Dan Wangshu became happier and happier as he spoke, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Lin Sicheng was surprised: Five thousand and two, is that really amazing?
Liu Haisu's works are not cheap, even his oil paintings.

Like this one, it is about four feet square and is now worth about two million.

In more than a month, I sold seven or eight items in total, and that’s all.

However, it is only limited to the next two years. After a few years, when the country issues the "exhibition restriction order", it will at least triple.

But the value is secondary. The key lies in Mrs. Shan’s vision: How many painters in China are good at oil painting in modern times?
As for those trained in major universities, they earn at least 80,000 or 90,000 yuan, if not 100,000. They only paint dozens of paintings a year. How many of them will flow into the market?
There is no seal, no signature, no title, and no postscript, but she can tell at a glance that it is Liu Haisu's creative style. This shows Mrs. Shan's appreciation skills.

Lin Sicheng sighed: "Master's wife has good taste!"

"Not bad...haha...I've been studying at the calligraphy and painting museum for so many years..."

Shan Wangshu covered his mouth and laughed non-stop, "Actually, I've been through this many times and lost tens of thousands... Your teacher always mentions it... In fact, he lost more than me."

Wang Qizhi said nothing, and slowly put his legs down. His back was no longer stiff, and he no longer held himself so high.

More than just a lot?

Of course, I definitely made a profit overall, and a lot of it. The problem is, the three shelves, with over a hundred items, are still not as expensive as my wife's one...

Seeing Wang Qizhi looking a little embarrassed, Ye Anning squinted her eyes, as if to say: Uncle, you have come to this day too?

Wang Qizhi uttered a "huh" sound and raised his chin towards Lin Sicheng: Ye Anning, you still have the nerve to laugh at me?
What is this? An oil painting, by a famous artist. But when your aunt brought it back, what did you say? It looked okay...

With this kind of vision, you have been working at Gome for five years, and have been hanging out in the Forbidden City since you were a child...and you learned all this from a dog?

The smile froze on his face. Ye Anning moved his lips a few times and then gritted his teeth: Who hasn't made mistakes from time to time?
Carefully putting away the oil painting, Shan Wangshu smiled with a loving mother: "Sicheng, you must be exhausted, sit down and have a cup of tea!"

"Oh, it's cold... Wang Qizhi, don't you know how to make a new pot?"

Muttering to himself, Shan Wangshu picked up the teapot and went to the kitchen.

Wang Qizhi was completely bewildered: I was just sitting there quietly, not even making a sound, and yet I got scolded?
Also, Lin Sicheng must have been tired, so he just stood there and watched for about ten minutes...

He curled his lips and picked up the bottle: "More?"

Lin Sicheng nodded: "Teacher, please drink less!"

"Okay, just one glass!" Wang Qizhi unscrewed the bottle cap and shouted to the kitchen, "Wangshu, make two cold dishes!"

"Uncle, I'll go!" Ye Anning stood up with a smile, "Aunt is so happy today, she must have a couple of drinks too!"

Right.

Wang Qizhi took another cup.

Both the host and the guests had a great time drinking and chatting.

After finishing the bottle, it was almost nine o'clock. Lin Sicheng said goodbye and the whole family stood up to see him off.

As soon as he reached the door, Shan Wangshu slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I almost forgot..."

He turned around, picked up a bag from the dining table, and ran back: "Sicheng, you don't smoke, and you don't drink much wine, but you must drink tea. Take it back and try it..."

Lin Sicheng declined, but Shan Wangshu forced it into his hands: "It's not much!"

The bag was small, with two small cans in it, which really wasn't much.

But the flesh on Wang Qizhi's face twitched.

Lin Sicheng took a closer look: Haha, is it the bamboo leaf fragrance of Phoenix Dancong?
Let me put it this way: if he had replaced one of the cans with the fruits and soft Zhonghua cigarettes he brought today, Lin Sicheng would have come at least twenty times.

The key point is: you can't buy it even if you have money, it's a rare opportunity. I took it back to my grandfather, and he was so happy that he would at least exchange it for a late Qing Dynasty famille rose.

It was already stuffed in his hand, so there was no way he could return it. Lin Sicheng nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Master's Wife!"

"I've already called you Master's Wife, what are you thanking me for? Go slowly on the road..."

"Okay, Master's Wife, goodbye Teacher, goodbye Sister An Ning..."

Seeing Lin Sicheng waving at him with a giggle, Wang Qizhi's mouth twitched again: During the Chinese New Year, he planned for so long and only managed to steal back four cans, and this shameless guy took away half of them at once?
In a flash, Lin Sicheng went down the stairs. It was not until the door of the unit downstairs rang that several people came in.

Shan Wangshu exhaled lightly the smell of alcohol, a smile still in the corner of his eyes: "Chat for a while?"

Wang Qizhi nodded: "Let's chat for a while!"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Ye Anning's face: "I'll go wash the dishes!"

Wang Qizhi was stunned for a moment: "Huh!"

"Hey you!"

Shan Wangshu patted him and the two returned to the living room.

Ye Anning made new tea. The amber tea soup poured into the white cup, and the fragrance of the tea drifted away with the mist.

The man had a cup, and he had a cup himself. Dan Wangshu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and blinked as he walked towards the kitchen.

Wang Qizhi shook his head. "Why are you shaking?" Dan Wangshu raised his pretty eyes slightly, and looked surprised. "Twenty-four already?"

She took another sip of tea and leaned back lazily: "How suitable?"

Lin Si has grown up to be good-looking and has a good personality: gentle and soft-spoken, but still has an edge.

The key is that he has extraordinary abilities: at the age of just over 20, he can pick up leaks, mend porcelain, and even work in a laboratory.

If Wang Qizhi and Ye Anning were not exaggerating, such talents would be rare and you wouldn't find one in ten years.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about appreciation, just like what I said just now: whether it is a porcelain plate, a gourd, or a lacquer box, when it comes to Lin Sicheng’s hands, he can give a very affirmative and accurate conclusion in a maximum of three minutes from start to finish.

Especially that oil painting. I've studied art for over a decade, and I'm no stranger to it, but when I first saw it, I was skeptical. I even believed less and doubted more, buying it just in case.

Lin Sicheng only watched for ten minutes.

Think about last week, Wang Qizhi discussed with Lin Sicheng every day how to build the laboratory and how to carry out the project.

Then, every day after returning home, Wang Qizhi would call senior teachers and teachers at the National Museum and the Cultural Relics Bureau to consult and review the work. Thinking back to the teachers and senior teachers' amazement and praise, Wang Qizhi couldn't hide the smug smile on his face.

The report was not designed by him, so why is he so proud?
Of course, I was proud of myself for having a good eye and finding a treasure.

Even someone as arrogant and conceited as Wang Qizhi had to admit against his will that Lin Sicheng was indeed a little bit better than him.

Just a little bit stronger?
Think about it again: in order to help me tie Wang Qizhi down, my father, my mother, and my younger brothers and sisters almost used all their strength.

Especially his parents, who treated him more like their own son. Fortunately, his wish came true...

Anyway, whenever he thought about it, Dan Wangshu felt happy and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Thinking she was just being happy, Wang Qizhi curled his lips and said, "I advise you not to be too happy too soon!"

Killer!
Shan Wangshu leaned over and pinched him, and Wang Qizhi grimaced.

"See!" Shan Wangshu pouted his chin towards the kitchen again, "You actually know how to be shy? Have you ever seen this since you were little?"

Wang Qizhi was stunned for a moment.

Hey, you really shouldn’t say that?

In the first two years, when Ye Anning was still in college, her brother-in-law's brothers and friends, and her second sister's leaders and colleagues began to have ideas.

Beautiful, gentle, smart, generous and capable.

The key point is that the mother has a good family background, and the father's family background is even better...it's simply too perfect.

But unfortunately, it just stopped at the thought.

Even adults don't need to politely refuse. Often, just a few polite and courteous jokes are enough for Ye An Ning to make the other party's parents' words flow to the back of his tongue, unable to be spit out.

No matter how talented you are or how good your family background is, after just a few jokes, your true nature will be exposed and you will retreat in embarrassment.

Only then did these people realize that gentleness was only a facade: beneath the gentleness was a layer of iron shield, and behind the iron shield were rows of arrows with a cold gleam...

And like today, Ye Anning tried his best to hide his rare edge and pretend to be good, just like the sun rising from the west.

No wonder my wife is so positive?

But thinking back to that day in the lab…

Wang Qizhi sighed: "It's a bit difficult!"

"What's so difficult? Are you afraid that your brother-in-law won't agree?"

To be honest, their family backgrounds were indeed not quite equal. But with Lin Sicheng's abilities, he could more than make up for all three gaps...

Shan Wangshu frowned, "As long as my second sister nods, how dare my brother-in-law say no?"

Wang Qizhi laughed when he heard it.

Whether inside or outside the house, my second sister is the one who makes the decisions at home, and my brother-in-law really doesn't have much say.

As for her sister, she certainly wouldn't listen to what she and Shan Wangshu said, and Ye Anning's opinions would have to be put on the back burner. But honestly, it's really hard not to like someone like Lin Sicheng. His so-called family background can basically be ignored...

Therefore, whatever Dan Wangshu could think of, his uncle could also think of it, and in fact, he could think of it even earlier.

Wang Qizhi pinched his brows and said, "Last time, after An Ning and the others had a meeting at the company, I mentioned this in the lab. Do you know what Lin Sicheng's expression was?"

After a short pause, Wang Qizhi gestured and said, "Amazing! Stunningly beautiful!"

"I asked him to evaluate it again. Guess what he said: calm, rational, decisive..."

Ye Anning is quite decisive, but it also depends on who he is dealing with.

Shan Wangshu frowned: "So you're backing out?"

"What else?" Wang Qizhi nodded, "The first impression is the most important!"

"First impressions are bullshit. What kind of first impression is that? Their first impression is that dog bowl..."

Shan Wangshu stood up at once, glaring, slightly threatening: "Wang Qizhi, I'm warning you, if you dare to hold me back, I won't let you go!"

"Okay, okay...I promise not to hold you back..."

Wang Qizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "But Lin Sicheng is only twenty!"

"It's precisely because he's only twenty. If he had been two years later, he would have been gone long ago."

Why two years?

Wang Qizhi couldn't help but think of Shang Yan's student: when he saw Lin Sicheng, his eyes were like tears...

He sighed again and looked at the kitchen: "Don't worry about it, you're just worried about yourself. You don't know what Ye Anning is thinking."

"You're my uncle? Never mind. I'm not counting on you..."

Shan Wangshu waved his hand, extremely domineering: "With me here, no one can escape!"

(End of this chapter)