Get the Fishing Heaven System at the start

"Brother Wang, here comes."

"Brother Ma, your villa is really magnificent."

"so so."

Yes, the place Wang Yao drove to was the home of Ma Weidu.

Last night, even though Wang Yao's "Bronze Ten Continuous Fishing" was empty three times, he still caught some treasures.

Among them, there is a painting.

In order to get rid of this object, Wang Yao slapped again and contacted Ma Weidu.

But this time, Wang Yao did not let Ma Weidu come to the door himself, but drove there by himself.

have to say.

Ma Weidu's capital is still very strong.

There is actually a single-family villa in the center of Donghai City. The price of this thing is definitely more expensive than the 268-square-meter house in Longteng Community bought by Wang Yao, and it is more than a star and a half.

Closer to home.

Wang Yao and Ma Weidu exchanged a few words.

The two entered the subject, Wang Yao spread out the painting he had brought, and asked Ma Weidu to identify one or two.

result--

After watching for a few minutes, Ma Weidu shook his head and said: "Brother Wang, this inscription, although the year and month are not written. But I can judge from the paper of this painting that it is about a hundred years old. In other words, this is a painting from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Plus. This painter is called'Wang Feng'. In my memory, there is no such person among the famous people."

"Brother Ma meant that this painting is worthless?"

"No. Antiquities are still antiquities, tens of thousands of dollars, they are still worth it, no matter how much.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yao frowned.

Yesterday, after catching the painting from the system, Wang Yao checked it with his mobile phone based on the information on the painting, and the conclusion reached was almost the same as what Ma Weidu said.

However, Wang Yao is still a bit paranoid.

After all-the system produced must be a boutique!

Except for the empty ones, there is no bargain for the rest of the items.

At this point, Wang Yao, who was unwilling to give up, looked at Ma Weidu and said, "Brother Ma, do you know a painter who knows how to paint. Could you please invite someone over and take a look?"

One says one.

Ma Weidu has been playing antiques for many years. He is quite experienced, but he is not good at everything.

Of course, Ma Weidu is still very confident in his own judgment, especially this object is still a painting. It can be seen that Wang Yao's eyes are firm and he thought a little. He said, "Okay."

"Then trouble Big Brother Ma."

Wang Yaodao thanked him.

Immediately, Ma Weidu took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

"Hey, Ye Lao. I have a painting here, and I’m not sure, can you come over and see it for me? Okay, okay. That's OK. I'll wait for you at home."

hang up the phone.

Ye Lao in Ma Weidu's mouth still needs a little time to come.

Taking advantage of his free time, Ma Weidu used a good tea set to make a cup of green tea for Wang Yao.

"Come on, Brother Wang, try it. This is the top-level West Lake Longjing. This year's new tea has a price but no market. It was hard for me to ask someone to grab a few kilos."

Listening to Ma Weidu's words, Wang Yao must be drinking.

But this entrance...

Wang Yao almost vomited!

"How about, Brother Wang?"

"Brother Ma, can I tell the truth?"

"Oh, it's okay, you can tell the truth."

"I feel that this tea has a taste of fried broad beans. And the aftertaste is so bitter, it feels like the throat is locked, but the fragrance is indeed fragrant."

"...Haha!"

There was a little silence for a while, and Ma Weidu couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Ma, don't mind. I am'wild boars are not used to eating fine chaff'. Probably only'Fat House Happy Water' is suitable for me."

"It's okay, I'll make you another cup of something else."

With that said, Ma Weidu took out another kind of green tea and made another cup of tea for Wang Yao.

This time, Wang Yao was able to accept it a lot and said with a smile: "Well, this is delicious, sweet and delicious. Brother Ma, what kind of tea is this?"

"Small pot of tea."

Wang Yao: "..."

It's a bit embarrassing!

Fortunately, at this time, the old Ye had arrived.

"Little horse, are you drinking tea?"

"Lao Ye, I would like to trouble you for a trip. Sit down and have a drink together?"

"No hurry. Do business first, don't you want me to come and see the painting? Where is it?"

"Here. Oh, Ye Lao, this Wang Yao and Wang brother, he brought that painting."

Ma Weidu introduced the old Ye to the place where the drawing was placed on the desk.

"Good old Ye."

Wang Yao said hello, Ye Lao Ying said, and nodded, which is considered to be acquaintance.

Later, in the process of this old Ye, appreciating the painting brought by Wang Yao, Ma Weidu on the side said his own judgment again.

A few minutes passed.

Ye Lao said: "Little Ma, you are right. However, you may only see the surface..."

"surface?"

Just as Ma Wei was puzzled.

Take a look, take a look, Ye Lao found a tool similar to an iron ruler on this desk, and used it to mount the painting in front of Wang Yao and Ma Weidu. Cut it off.

It's not over yet.

carry on.

Go deep!

When the entire cutting work is completed.

On the surface, this ordinary painting called "Wang Feng" during the Republic of China has been opened, and there is actually another painting below!

"Picture-in-picture, I have only heard the rumors before, but I didn't expect that I actually saw it today!"

Ma Wei couldn't help but marvel.

"Little Ma, don't talk about you. Even if I am, it's only the second time in my life."

"Hey... Ye Lao, Brother Ma, why are you hiding another painting inside?"

When Wang Yao asked, Ma Weidu explained: "Brother Ma, this is of course for protection. In the chaotic age, in order to avoid some masterpieces from being damaged or looted. People at that time had no choice but to think of this way of hiding.

In other words, this picture-in-picture is very valuable?

Um~~~Well, Wang Yao is a layman. He brought this painting for appraisal and for selling it.

"The real relics of Bada Shanren, landscape fish and birds, good, good..."

Ye Lao's hand, gently stroking the painting, looked very excited, and there seemed to be some tears in his eyes.

At the same time, Ma Weidu saw Wang Yao's bewilderment.

In his ear, he whispered again.

The so-called Bada Shanren is Zhu Da's nickname. He was a painter in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasty. He was originally a grandson of the Ming Dynasty. After the death of Ming Dynasty, he became a monk and later changed to religion. Shen Yi's brushwork is condensed, and his style is magnificent and timeless. He is a great painter.

In the domestic history, I am afraid it will be ranked in the top ten.

Not to mention, he is also good at calligraphy and poetry, and his attainments are equally high.

"Oh……"

After listening to these, Wang Yao nodded, unclearly.

Then, without waiting for Wang Yao to speak, Ye Lao said first: "Xiao Wang, right. This picture of the Bada Shanren landscape, fish and birds, can you give up your love to the old man?"