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Chapter 506 Another statue

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    Mr. Qin's decision immediately caused an uproar on the scene. It was Tang Bohu's work, and it was a hand scroll. The authentic one is worth at least several million, and it is normal for the rare one to be worth tens of millions.

    Such a precious collection actually uses Mencius's word and a cursive calligraphy, and everyone feels incredible.

    Mr. Wang and Mr. Qin have the same idea, and he is not to be outdone: "I also have a hand scroll of Dong Qichang's "Li Bai's Psalms in Running Script". If you are willing, little brother, I am willing to exchange it for him."

    "Two old men, please stop for a moment."

    Meng Zitao waved his hand quickly. To be honest, he was very happy that his works could be replaced by those of Tang Bohu and Dong Qichang. This was also an affirmation of his calligraphy level. However, there was only one piece of "Prince Jin Zan", and he  It cannot be divided into two.

    Some people may say that this work was written by Meng Zitao, wouldn¡¯t it be enough to write another one?

    This is easy to say, but how could it be so simple?  You know, good calligraphy works should be integrated with one's own feelings. The same is true for Meng Zitao's cursive "Zan of Prince Jin", and it was written when he was in a very good state just now. Now he is asked to write another one.  It probably doesn't taste like this anymore.

    Therefore, Meng Zitao only wanted to keep this calligraphy work for himself and had no intention of giving it to others.

    Meng Zitao said truthfully: "I'm really sorry, I want to keep this "Ode to Prince Jin" for myself and have no plans to transfer it."

    Seeing that Mr. Wang and the others were still planning to talk, Meng Zitao quickly blocked their mouths and said that no matter how high the conditions were, he would not agree. However, he could write another word "Yong" and the two words would be considered as gifts.  The two are old.

    Wang Lao and the others felt it was a pity that they could not get Meng Zitao's "Prince Jin Praise". However, it was a good result that Meng Zitao could make such a statement.

    Next, Meng Zitao wrote another word "Yong" and signed the two paintings with the word "Yong".

    "Your name is Meng Zitao?" Mr. Wang looked strange when he saw the signature.

    Meng Zitao smiled, nodded, and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Wang."

    "Mr. Zheng really has a good apprentice."

    Mr. Wang sighed with emotion, and then said: "But it's true that you didn't tell me earlier."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Isn't there always no chance?"

    Mr. Qin was a little confused: "What do you mean, you two know each other?"

    Wang Lao smiled and said: "Of course it's the first time we meet, don't you have any impression at all?"

    Mr. Qin frowned and recalled for a while, then said in surprise: "Are you talking about Mr. Zheng Anzhi?"

    "Then who else is there?"

    "Oh, look at my brain, I really didn't think about it just now." Mr. Qin patted his head.

    When the people around learned that Meng Zitao was Zheng Anzhi's apprentice, they were surprised and took it for granted. Zhou Duo's face turned red and white, and he turned around and left without saying a word.

    As for Niu Laosan, he ran away in despair when Meng Zitao wrote the first word "Yong". When he knew Meng Zitao's identity, he regretted that his intestines were green, but at this time he was traveling with him in Quancheng.  In his eyes, he was almost like a street rat.

    Next, Zhou Ziju and Meng Zitao apologized and left one after another. Today, he was embarrassed because of his grandson, and he really had no shame to stay here anymore.  In fact, he also wanted to pay a price and ask Meng Zitao for a painting with the word "Yong", but under the current circumstances, he really couldn't ask for it.

    Yu Sihai's mood is complicated. On the one hand, he feels emotional after seeing Zhou Ziju lose with his own eyes; on the other hand, he may not even be able to hold a pen in a few years, which is undoubtedly quite cruel to him.  , which also made him feel extremely depressed.

    So, Yu Sihai followed Zhou Ziju to say goodbye and left.

    The salon continued, but because of the competition just now, the atmosphere changed a little. Meng Zitao and the others did not want to stay here any longer, and Mr. Wang and Mr. Qin did not want to stay here either, so everyone told Ma Huayu and everyone came together.  Out of the club.

    It happened to be lunch time, so everyone found a restaurant.

    In the private room, everyone ordered food and started chatting.

    Mr. Qin said: "Xiao Meng, I have seen Mr. Zheng's calligraphy before. Your style seems to be different from his."

    Wang Lao smiled and said: "Xiao Meng originally became a disciple of Mr. Zheng in January this year. His calligraphy should be learned from another teacher."

    Meng Zitao waved his hand: "I don't have anything else."During the phone call, Luo Juan told Meng Zitao that Luo Jinheng had woken up. After learning about Meng Zitao's help, he expressed his extreme gratitude and wanted to thank Meng Zitao no matter what.

    However, Luo Jinheng has nothing left now, so he wants to give Meng Zitao a statue he has collected for many years, hoping that Meng Zitao can take it.

    Originally, Meng Zitao declined. After all, Luo Jinheng¡¯s family was already in such a state, and he was too embarrassed to accept any gifts of thanks.

    However, Luo Juan said that Luo Jinheng had fallen asleep again. When he was awake, he had repeatedly told him to hand over the things to Meng Zitao. If Meng Zitao didn't agree, it would be difficult for her to explain to Luo Jinheng.

    In this case, Meng Zitao had no choice but to agree. When he learned that Luo Juan was in the hospital now, he asked her to wait there.

    After checking out of the room, Zhong Jinxian drove everyone to the hospital first, and got the statue from Luo Juan at the entrance of the hospital.

    This is a statue of the áùáí. The áùáí is shaped like a tiger. It is said that it is not only eager for justice and speaks uprightly, but also can distinguish right from wrong and make impartial decisions. In addition, its image is majestic, so in addition to being decorated on the prison door, it is also  Crouching on both sides of the lobby of the government office.  Whenever the yamen chief sits in the court, his image appears on the top of the chief executive's title plate and the silence card. He looks around and looks around to maintain the solemnity and uprightness of the court.

    Just for the Suan Ni statue, Meng Zitao didn't find it strange. The key to its size and material was that it was the same as the Dragon Turtle and Suan Ni statues. Moreover, when he held it in his hand, there was a warmth coming from it. This was obvious.  That's what he's looking for.

    Meng Zitao never expected that there would be such an unexpected surprise. Is this a good intention that pays off?

    When putting away the ibis statue, Meng Zitao suddenly thought of a question, so he asked Luo Juan: "Ms. Luo, I wonder if Teacher Luo has mentioned it, where did you get this piranha statue?"

    Luo Juan said: "He mentioned it before. He saw it at a small stall and bought it because he liked it. Is there any problem?"

    Meng Zitao waved his hand: "That's not true, but I got a similar statue before, so I want to ask about it."

    Luo Juan didn't think much and said, "Then I'm not sure. I'll ask you again when my brother wakes up."

    Meng Zitao said: "Okay, I'll take my leave then. Please give my regards to Teacher Luo."

    "Don't be so polite. It should be us who should thank you. Please bring a gift." Luo Juan laughed.

    "It should be"

    After being polite, Meng Zitao got in the car and drove away.

    When he got to the car, Meng Zitao took out the prison cow statue from his bag and compared it. In addition to the difference in materials, it can be seen from other details that the two statues should be made by the same person.

    Tian Mengmeng saw the statue in Meng Zitao's hand and was a little curious: "Hey, are these two statues originally a set?"

    "It should be." Meng Zitao handed the statue to He Wanyi and Tian Mengmeng casually.

    He Wanyi looked through it: "What material is this statue made of? It doesn't feel like jade, or stone doesn't look like stone."

    "I'm not too sure." Meng Zitao shook his head, and then asked: "What do you think is the difference between the feel of this material and jade?"

    He Wanyi said casually: "It's almost the same. It was a little cold when I first got it."

    Tian Mengmeng also nodded.

    The reaction of the two women made Meng Zitao completely understand that an issue that he had previously ignored was that only he could feel the warmth or coolness from the statue.

    If you think about it carefully, this is actually quite normal. If other people could feel this strangeness, the dragon turtle statue he got first would not be lying peacefully in the drawer.

    However, what is the reason for this?  Meng Zitao thought for a moment and felt that it was not unexpected, and it was probably because he had inner energy or supernatural powers. In this case, what role did these statues play?

    Meng Zitao was chatting with everyone casually, while he was thinking about this problem in his heart, but he couldn't think of a reason. It is not necessarily said that collecting the statues can summon the dragon, right?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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