Zhulan turned her head and saw Changzhi light a candle and took it closer to check, "What's wrong?"
Chang Lian glared at Chang Zhi, "Hold the candle carefully, don't let the wax drip and ruin the calligraphy and painting."
Changzhi carefully moved away and said, "Brother, why do I feel that this calligraphy and painting is fake?"
Chang Lian, “… … ..”
He really didn't realize it. He knew that his father had the ability to identify the authenticity, and he also hoped to have it. For this purpose, he went to the antique shop. As a result, he saw that all the antiques were real, so he gave up. He didn't have this talent and was jealous of his younger brother. It seems that Changzhi has become smart and has become like his father!
Zhulan looked at the calligraphy and painting, "Why do you think it's fake?"
Chang Zhi scratched his head, "Mom, I've seen Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy and I've copied it. Mr. Xiheng always used heavy force when he wrote. If you look closely at this calligraphy, you can see that the force of the points is not strong enough. Although the imitation is very similar, it is not Mr. Xiheng's habit, so I guess it is fake."
Chang Lian was stunned. He and Chang Zhi studied together. How could he not know that this boy had copied the original calligraphy? "Where did you get the calligraphy?"
Changzhi exclaimed, "Didn't I tell you?"
Chang Lian was upset, "... What do you think?"
Chang Zhi laughed dryly, "Maybe I was too excited and forgot to tell you. Well, that calligraphy copybook was lent to me by Brother Chang An. He only lent it to me for two days."
I mean, I was busy copying and studying it before returning it, so it's understandable that I forgot.
Zhulan was not surprised to hear about Chang'an. As the eldest son of Zheng and the grandson of old man Zheng, it was not surprising that Chang'an had authentic works. But she felt a little depressed when she saw the calligraphy and paintings. They turned out to be fake. The Qian family should not know about this and would not have given it to her if they had known.
Chang Lian said regretfully: "If it's fake, it's worthless!"
If this is an authentic work, even though it was written by a calligrapher from the previous dynasty, it is still worth a lot of money!
Changzhi glared, "How vulgar, thinking only of money."
"Haha, without money, how can you eat and drink? Without money, can you use good ink and paper?"
Chang Zhi said confidently: "I have my own father and mother."
Chang Lian, "... ... ... "
Bamboo orchid, "... ... ... "
Haha, Zhulan felt even more sympathetic towards her future daughter-in-law. If another girl got a crush from her in the future, it would be really unlucky!
When Zhou Shuren came back, he saw that the mother and her two children were silent, and Zhulan had an indescribable look on her face.
Zhou Shuren was amused. "What's going on? What's this?"
Zhulan waved her hand tiredly, "Let Changlian teach you again."
Chang Lian was choked by his annoying brother, "Dad, let Chang Zhi teach you once, I'm going back to the house first."
Changzhi, “… … ..”
No, he doesn't want to learn, he is not stupid, he has always known how difficult it is to deal with his father, and he is not the eldest brother who is really stupid!
Zhou Shuren sat down, and Changzhi immediately came forward to pour tea, "Dad, have some tea."
Zhou Shuren, “… .”
He felt a little flattered. Thinking back carefully, this was the first time Changzhi had poured him tea since he had traveled through time. It was not easy!
Chang Zhi poured some tea and saw that his father looked normal, which meant he was in a good mood. Then he told Chang Lian what had just happened. He would never dare to repeat the last sentence he said to Chang Lian even if he was beaten to death.
Zhulan's eyes were full of smiles. This kid didn't like to be restrained and followed his heart. But if she really treated him as a fool and tricked him, she would be the one who got hurt in the end.
Zhou Shuren knew that Changzhi hadn't told him the whole story, so he paid more attention to the calligraphy and painting. "How different is this calligraphy and painting from the real thing?"
Chang Zhi looked like a father and asked the right person. He pointed at the calligraphy and said, "There is not much difference. I only found out the difference in strength after careful analysis. It has nothing to do with the degree of ink absorption. It all depends on the strength. I can find it. It's because I have been copying it but it didn't look like it. Later I found out that the strength of the dots was not right. Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy gives people a sharp feeling. Strength is very important."
Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes, "So this calligraphy and painting is easy to recognize as real?"
Chang Zhi nodded, "Dad, Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy is not popular among the public. People think it is too arrogant. Not many people practice it. In addition, it is difficult to copy the original, so it is even more difficult to tell the authenticity. In fact, if you ignore the strength of the dots, this painting is good enough to be mistaken for the real thing."
Zhou Shuren smiled, "Okay, okay, it's good to mix the fake with the real!"
Chang Zhi was a little confused, "Dad, are Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy and paintings valuable?"
"Why do you ask?"
"If it's not worth much, why do you say it's good? Aren't you going to sell it as a real painting?"
Zhou Shuren rolled up the calligraphy and painting, "Dad, it's useful, all right, you can go out too."
Changzhi: “Oh.”
Zhulan waited for Changzhi to go out and asked, "Are you going to exchange antiques for the competition?"
Zhou Shuren nodded. "I've been visiting antique shops these past two days and I feel that jade bracelets are not particularly safe. I've discovered that there are many people who study ancient jade, and I met two today. I was really lucky to find a bargain last time. This painting came at the right time. However, I still need to find the owner of the antique shop to take a look and appraise its value. By the way, where did the calligraphy and painting come from?"
Zhu Lan said, "It's a coincidence that the gift returned by the Qian family was actually sent by the Yun family. As the chief steward, he has handled all the gifts and knows that our family has some in-law relationship with Lord Jiang. It would be generous if we don't return the gift."
Zhou Shuren sighed, "You are kind-hearted. If you hadn't brought out the decorations, there wouldn't have been any calligraphy or painting in return. Luck is really amazing!"
Zhu Lan smiled and said, "Yes, I also think it's magical. It shows that a person's thoughts can change a lot of things."
Zhou Shuren was delighted to receive the calligraphy and painting. He carefully put it away, smelled the aroma, and felt hungry. "Li's stewed mutton is really delicious. It's a pity that there are no small green vegetables at home. If there were small green vegetables, it could also be used as a mutton rib pot."
Zhou Shuren said, Zhulan was a little greedy, "If there are no green vegetables, there are radishes, cabbages, and potatoes. These are also fine. I will tell Li right away."
"Okay, heat up a pot of wine."
"knew."
In the evening, the Zhou family had a mutton rib hotpot. Unfortunately, the family had run out of black fungus, otherwise there would be more side dishes. Although the side dishes were simple, the family ate a lot of mutton. Today, they ate a lot of mutton, and 15 pounds of bones and meat were gone. With a pot of side dishes and noodles, they were barely full.
Mutton is the most nutritious food. My face will be rosy after eating it for a whole meal.
Boss Zhou sighed, "The life of a god is just like this."
Chang Zhi, "That's because my brother has little experience."
Boss Zhou: "... Metaphor. Do you know what a metaphor is? I am just a metaphor."
Changzhi: “Oh.”
Boss Zhou: “… … ..”
When I talk to my little brother, I am always the one who feels uncomfortable. Whoever takes him seriously will lose. It makes me feel very upset!
Zhou Shuren was annoyed by the fact that there were too many eyesores. After he had finished eating and cleared the table, he still didn't leave. He said expressionlessly, "You've finished eating and drinking, but you don't even go back to your room. What? Do you want to talk to me?"
Zhou Lao Er looked at his eldest brother in reproach, "Brother, if you have something to say, please tell us. You have kept us waiting for so long."
Chang Lian, "It looks like Big Brother has nothing to say."
Zhou Lao Er, "Then let's go back too!"
Boss Zhou: “… … ..”
They are teaming up to screw me! I was quite touched before I heard Changzhi's voice, but when I looked around, Zhou Changzhi was nowhere to be found in the hall. Everyone had gone out!
These are his younger brothers!
Boss Zhou snorted, pushed away his two annoying younger brothers, strode out of the door, and ran away!
Zhou Laoer, "... ..."
Chang Lian, “… … ..”
So, they are the two real fools!