"Teacher, I didn't expect that there were genuine works of Yan Liben, Dong Qichang, Huaisu and Lang Shining here..."

Looking at the scrolls in front of him that were carefully rolled up after being opened one by one, Fang Yi also smiled bitterly. It had been almost half a year since Sun Lianda. Fang Yi naturally knew how big the names of the people he mentioned were in ancient China.

Yan Liben was born in a noble family. His grandfather was Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou, Yuwen Yong, and his mother was the Princess of the Qingdu. He was even appointed as the Minister of Works. In the first year of Zongzhang, he was appointed as the right prime minister. However, the reason why people can remember Yan Liben was not because of his official position in the Tang Dynasty, but because of Yan Liben's achievements in painting.

Yan Liben was good at painting characters, chariots, horses, and pavilions, and was particularly good at photoshoots. His detailed portrayal of the characters' mental state exceeded the level of the Southern and Northern Dynasties and Sui Dynasty. Therefore, he was known as the "deification of painting" and "the principle of the world", and played an important role in the history of painting.

Huaisu and Yan Liben were both figures in the Tang Dynasty, but they were only one period later than Yan Liben. He and Li Bai and others were both very good friends, and they were very immersive in cursive writing. What’s more important is that his works are not large in the world, so they are even more precious in the eyes of Sun Lianda and others.

As for Dong Qichang and Lang Shining, one is a master of painting in the late Ming Dynasty and the other is a royal painter of the three emperors of Kangxi, Yongle and Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty. They are all masters who have formed their own sects and established schools, especially Dong Qichang, whose calligraphy and paintings have been sought after by celebrities and poets for hundreds of years.

So although Fang Yi had heard Peng Hao mention it before, saying that there were works by Yan Liben, Dong Qichang and others, Fang Yi thought it was a copy of later generations. It was not until today that he discovered that these calligraphy and paintings were really the original works of those people.

"Why are your kid's luck so good?"

After the initial shock, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan looked at Fang Yi and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

You should know that many collectors may not see one of these calligraphy and paintings placed in front of everyone in their lifetime, but they were packaged and purchased here. I heard Fang Yi say that there were several broken paintings even included.

Although Fang Yi was the one who benefited, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan also secretly cursed in their hearts that Peng Bin was a prodigal son. Not to mention the works of Yan Liben, Dong Qichang, Huaisu and Lang Shining, even those broken calligraphy and paintings, each of them is valuable.

Among these broken calligraphy and paintings, there is a copybook by Zhao Mengfu of the Southern Song Dynasty, a picture of "The Story of Ten Thousand Valleys and Fighting in the Flow" by Wen Zhengming of the Ming Dynasty, and three paintings of anonymous landscape figures from the Song Dynasty.

Although it is broken, there are many seals of collectors from all generations on each work. The copybook of Zhao Mengfu includes the imperial seals of the three emperors Kangxi, Qianlong and Jiaqing. It can be seen that this copybook is a rare authentic work even in the royal family.

"Teacher, I just thought that instead of staying in Myanmar, these things are better brought back to China. I don't know that there are so many good things here!"

Fang Yi was stared at by the two teachers for a long time, and his face was always smiling bitterly. As he said, Fang Yi did not have the courage to take advantage of this batch of antiques when he bought this batch of antiques, but the advantage fell on his head.

"Teacher, if you like these calligraphy and paintings, just take them, I will give each of them one!"

Fang Yi had spoken before, so he naturally would not regret it. Besides, in his heart, although these calligraphy and paintings were precious, they might not be as good as his teacher-student relationship with his two teachers. Even Yu Xuan, who was relatively unfamiliar, was regarded as a relative by Fang Yi after experiencing the incident in Wild Man Mountain.

"Forget it, this gift is too big..." Hearing Fang Yi's words, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan looked at each other, and shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Teacher, this is the student's intention. Don't use anything else to measure it..." Fang Yi was a little anxious when he heard this. He really wanted to give it to the two teachers.

"There is no need to measure it without anything else!" Yu Xuan waved his hand, then pointed to the painting of Yan Liben and said, "Fang Yi, do you know how much this painting is worth?"

"I don't know, it's about a few million?"

Fang Yi shook his head. Although he was learning the identification of calligraphy and paintings and other cultural relics with Sun Lianda, he did not understand the market of calligraphy and paintings on the market, especially the works of Tang and Song painters who rarely appear in this category.

"Millions? It's almost the same thing as the fraction of this painting..."

Yu Xuan curled his lips and said, "Last year, Hong Kong Island once photographed a painting of the Song Dynasty imitation of Yan Liben's "The Story of the Emperor" commissioned by an American collector. The transaction price at that time was 78 million Hong Kong dollars, and this was just a copy. The original works of Yan Liben were collected by museums around the world. They were not seen in their own hands. You may be the first one..."

"A imitation was sold for more than 70 million Hong Kong dollars? How is this possible?"

After hearing Yu Xuan's words, except for Sun Lianda and Zhao Hongtao who had already known about this, everyone present was stunned. The price really exceeded their psychological endurance. If it were the original works of Yan Liben, Fang Yi and the others could still accept it, but just imitations, how could it be sold at such a sky-high price?

"Don't you don't believe it. That painting was painted by Zhao Ji in the Song Dynasty!" Seeing Fang Yi and Man Jun's shocked look, Yu Xuan couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Ji, I understand..."

"Who is Zhao Ji? Why is his imitation so valuable?"

When Fang Yi heard the words Zhao Ji, he immediately reacted. However, Man Jun was still a little confused. Although he had been in the antique business for several years, he did not know much about history. As for Fatty and Sanpao, he was even more confused.

"Brother Man, Zhao Ji is Song Huizong!"

Fang Yi spoke and explained to Man Jun. Now Man Jun’s face also showed a sudden look. He actually knew the name Zhao Ji, but he couldn’t remember it for a while. However, when it was associated with the three words Song Huizong, Man Jun naturally knew who Zhao Ji was...

Song Huizong Zhao Ji was the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty. This guy was quite wise in his early reign. Later, after being induced by Cai Jing and other ministers, the political situation plummeted. Later, the Jin army was at the city, and the country was destroyed and captured and tortured to death. He was 54 years old.

However, although Song Huizong was not very good at being an emperor, his achievements in calligraphy and painting were at an incredible height. His paintings were praised by later generations as "the beauty of ancient and modern times". Although they were abandoned, Song Huizong's artistic achievements were truly worthy of his title of "Eternal Painting Emperor".

What's more, Zhao Ji's calligraphy attainments are also extremely high. The thin gold body he created himself has a quick and easy brushwork, and his handwriting is thin and vigorous. He is thin and does not lose his flesh. You can clearly see traces of movement such as hidden tips and exposed tips at the turning point. It is an original in the history of calligraphy and has always influenced future generations to today.

In terms of reputation and artistic achievements, Zhao Ji is no less than Yan Liben. In addition, Zhao Ji is particularly good at flower and bird paintings, and he does not have many figure paintings, so the "Peacher of the Celestial Arts" he copied is also very popular and has created a sky-high price for the auction house.

"A fake one can be sold for 70 to 80 million yuan. How much does this really cost?"

The fat man, who was jealous of money, had his eyes almost grown into Yan Liben's painting. In his eyes, this painting was basically the same as a mountain of gold. If it weren't for Fang Yi's thing, the fat man would have the intention to snatch it and run away.

"The authentic works of Yan Liben are simply not seen among the people, and the price is incalculable..."

Yu Xuan shook his head. This painting by Yan Liben was a palace figure painting, which was Yan Liben's best work. The painting was densely covered with seals of celebrities from all dynasties. Emperor Qianlong even shamelessly wrote a few words on it.

However, these famous bell prints and inscriptions also add a lot of color to this painting. According to Yu Xuan's estimate, if Fang Yi really took it out for auction, the minimum auction price would start at least 50 million, and it would not be surprising that it would cost 100 million to 200 million.

This painting alone can allow Fang Yi to recover all the costs of purchasing this batch of cultural relics. This is naturally the reason why Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan sighed about Fang Yi's good luck. Their brothers have been together in the antique industry and cultural relics industry for a lifetime, and have never encountered such a good thing.

"If I don't become this director, I'll be shameless today..."

Looking at the calligraphy and paintings placed in front of him, Zhao Hongtao almost couldn't control it. He thought he had taken the golden Buddha before, but after seeing these works, Zhao Hongtao realized that the golden Buddha he chose was just the most inconspicuous in terms of value and artistic attainments.

"You can be shameless, but we two can't..."

Hearing Zhao Hongtao's words, Sun Lianda shook his head with a wry smile. If it were Wan'er's eight thousand yuan item, he and Yu Xuan would have collected it, but the value of these calligraphy and paintings was not less than one million, and Sun Lianda would not be able to take advantage of his disciples.

"I can be shameless, Brother Yi, don't you give me a painting anymore?" The fat man licked his face and came over, but his face was obviously worthless. Before he could get close to Fang Yi, he was pushed away with a slap.

"What's wrong with you..." Fang Yi pushed the fat man away and said, "Teacher, this is what disciples treat you to you, so you can choose one..."

"You have given the apprenticeship a long time ago. Fang Yi, we two cannot take the things!" Seeing Fang Yi wanting to persuade him again, Sun Lianda waved his hand and said, "But I will be responsible for the restoration of your calligraphy and paintings..."

In addition to the professional identification of cultural relics, Sun Lianda is best at restoring calligraphy and painting cultural relics. These ancient paintings are a bit broken and powerful. In Sun Lianda's eyes, he naturally felt very distressed. If it weren't for the wrong time and place, he would have wished to start repairing them immediately.

"Teacher, even if you don't say it, you will also hand over these things to you. I will send them to you tomorrow..."

Fang Yi nodded when he heard this. This was something he had agreed to before. In addition, Fang Yi had no experience in keeping calligraphy and paintings. If these things were placed in his hands, they might be even more broken.

"Don't, just repair it here, this place is spacious enough..."

Sun Lianda shook his head, looked at Zhao Hongtao and others, and said, "You can see these things today. Don't spread them out, don't spread a word!"

"Teacher, we know it's amazing!"

Fatty and Sanpao were still a little confused about Sun Lianda's words, but Man Jun and Zhao Hongtao immediately understood. As the saying goes, "All men are innocent, but they are guilty of possessing a treasure." If someone knows that Fang Yi has such a group of precious antiques in his hands, Fang Yi will probably have no peace."

Not to mention that the thieves who crowed and thieves would think of Fang Yi’s things, even the official would probably be sniffing. Some people would advise Fang Yi to donate the things, while those who were not particular would probably use all kinds of means to force Fang Yi to donate the things.

"Okay, clean up all the rest..."

After receiving the guarantee from Man Jun and Zhao Hongtao, Sun Lianda waved his hand. He might not believe the words of the two. After today, Sun Lianda would persuade Fang Yi to rent a safe in the bank and hide some things first.

"Okay, then let's continue..."

Although Sun Lianda only stopped, Fang Yi understood a little bit, and didn't say much at the moment, and took off the wooden boxes on the balcony one by one.

Parts of exquisite ceramics, bronzes, miscellaneous jades and other hand-played pieces were placed one by one in the living room. After the huge living room was filled with these things, there was not even much room for a footstep.

With the Yongzheng enamel porcelain of Sanpao, Sun Lianda and others were also somewhat immune to the Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain that appeared later. However, dozens of exquisite Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain placed in front of them also shocked them. This could simply open a small Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain museum.

The three-legged tripod that Fang Yi was paying attention to was identified by Yu Xuan as a palace imitation in the early Qing Dynasty. Its value was not very high. Yu Xuan estimated that it was only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

However, when a very inconspicuous incense burner packaged with the Three-legged Cauldron appeared, Yu Xuan was very excited. After Yu Xuan spent nearly half an hour to identify, Yu Xuan, who had always been calm, actually hugged the incense burner and said that he was not willing to let go of anything.
Chapter completed!