When Xu Youhao thought of this, he smiled at Zheng Anzhi: "Hey, you are so ridiculous. My apprentice wrote a good thing, but he didn't even know it."

"Hmph! I've known his handwriting is good."

Zheng Anzhi said this just to save some face, so he looked at Meng Zitao: "When did you write so well?"

Meng Zitao scratched his head: "It's been a while."

Zheng Anzhi said angrily: "Since that's the case, why don't you know how to tell me?"

"Hehe, I originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity to tell you, but I have been running outside and I didn't have the chance to say it." Meng Zitao smiled. In fact, he didn't have the chance to mention this because Zheng Anzhi had already set out to the capital.

"Have you ever heard an old saying that time is like a sponge, and there will always be a squeeze. The key is whether you want to or not."

Zheng Anzhi glared at Meng Zitao, but he was not angry about this matter. After all, he had known that Meng Zitao's handwriting was good, but he did not let Meng Zitao show his skills in front of him. His ideas were the same as everyone else, and they all felt that Meng Zitao could not have a high level of calligraphy at this age, but he did not expect that Meng Zitao was simply a freak.

Meng Zitao scratched his head and smiled a few times.

Xu Youhao shook his head: "You old guy, why are you so lucky? Others are proud to be able to become famous teachers. I guess you will be famous in history in the future because of your disciple like Xiao Meng."

Zheng Anzhi smiled and said, "There is no way, who told me to be lucky?"

"Looking at how proud you are, I really want to fight you!" Xu Youhao was undoubtedly quite envious of Zheng Anzhi, but unfortunately he had no other reason, otherwise, he really wanted to argue with Zheng Anzhi.

Xu Youhao thought for a while and asked, "Xiao Meng, how many more days do you have to stay in the capital?"

"What do you want to do?" Zheng Anzhi became alert.

Xu Youhao looked at Zheng Anzhi: "Why are you so nervous? With Xiao Meng's calligraphy skills, can I still accept him as an apprentice?"

Meng Zitao smiled and said, "I'm probably staying in the capital until about the 20th. Are you doing anything?"

Xu Youhao said: "It just so happened that there was a calligraphy exchange meeting on the 19th. If you want, I will take you with you."

Zheng Anzhi disagreed with this: "Zi Tao is too young, so it's not good to put him in the spotlight too early."

Xu Youhao looked straight and said, "I know what you mean. Mu Xiuyulin is really not good, but with Xiao Meng's current calligraphy level, there is no need to worry about these things. Besides, if we protect him, can he suffer a loss? And, as you said, Xiao Meng is young, but on the other hand, we are not young anymore. To put it bluntly, how many years of dinner can we have."

Zheng Anzhi understood Xu Youhao's meaning. After all, Meng Zitao was only twenty-five years later. Even if he was in ten years, he would still be young in this industry. By that time, it is hard to say whether he could support Meng Zitao.

Besides, the old saying goes, how can you see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain? It is not good for Meng Zitao to keep going smoothly. Since that's the case, let Meng Zitao hone more. Anyway, he is still there now, and under normal circumstances, no one dares to do anything to Meng Zitao.

After Zheng Anzhi figured it out, he said to Meng Zitao: "Zitao, you can decide some things in the future yourself. I only have one requirement. Doing things is worthy of your conscience and not harming the truth."

Meng Zitao said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."

Xu Youhao said with a smile: "Your master has no objection. What about you, do you want to go and see with me?"

Of course, there is no problem with Meng Zitao.

After lunch, everyone was having tea and chatting in the living room. When it was almost an hour, guests came over again.

After a while, everyone saw a thin middle-aged man walking in panting in a blue and white plum vase with a height of fifty centimeters.

When Xu Youhao saw this posture, he smiled and said, "Xiao Dong, what strange things have you brought here this time?"

"The Yuan blue and white plum vase is just Yanyou type." The middle-aged man smiled and when he saw Zheng Anzhi sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up and said excitedly: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Zheng? You are here too!"

Zheng Anzhi smiled and said, "Xiao Dong, we haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

The middle-aged man walked to the sofa, put the plum vase in his hand on the ground, and smiled and said, "That's right, I remember it's gone for more than five years, but your body is still as tough as before, and it's definitely not a problem to live a hundred years."

"You are the same, your mouth is still so sweet."

Zheng Anzhi smiled and then pointed at Meng Zitao and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to me. This is my closed disciple Meng Zitao."

"Oh, I've heard of your name for a long time, and I finally saw it as I wish today. I'm indeed a young talent."

The middle-aged man quickly shook hands with Meng Zitao. The enthusiasm seemed to have met a relative who had not seen for a long time, which made Meng Zitao feel a little unbearable.

Next, through the introduction, Meng Zitao learned that this middle-aged man was Xu Youhao's cousin, named Dong Jichang, a well-known oil painter in China. He opened his own gallery and his business is pretty good.

Although Dong Jichang studied oil painting, he became obsessed with blue and white porcelain from a few years ago. However, he had no experience in the identification of ancient porcelain. He often took medicine, but he was happy with it. He also said that even fake porcelain could bring inspiration to his creation.

In addition, Dong Jichang was quite restrained in attacking. Even if he slapped him, it would not be a big deal for him, so everyone would let him go.

After a few greetings, everyone looked at the blue and white plum vase brought by Dong Jichang.

The main pattern of the bottle body is the story pattern of the character "Xiao He chases Han Xin under the moon", and the lotus petal pattern is supplemented by the upper and lower parts. The decoration levels are many but not messy, and it is integrated.

This plum vase is bold in its pen, which is a typical Yuan Dynasty style, but the blue and white color looks relatively pure, which makes Meng Zitao a little suspicious.

Although Xu Youhao was proficient in calligraphy and painting, he also studied porcelain and his eyesight was no worse than that of experts. He looked at the plum vase brought by Dong Jichang and asked, "How did you get this thing?"

Dong Jichang said truthfully: "This is collected by my friend. According to him, it was unearthed from a Yuan Dynasty winery site not far from the porcelain. There are four pairs of blue and white plum vases. They look very good and have old appearances. I think it's more open. He wants to transfer it, so I'll come down."

Xu Youhao smiled and said, "With Lao Zheng and Xiao Meng here, I won't show off my skills. Listen to what they say."

"Old Zheng, please tell me something." Dong Jichang said with a smile. Judging from his performance, he didn't seem to care about the authenticity of this thing at all.

Meng Zitao was instructed by his master and said firmly: "Brother Dong, I can only say sorry. This plum bottle is wrong, and it is not the first time I have heard the story you just told."

"Ah!" Dong Jichang was stunned when he heard this.

Xu Youhao glared at Dong Jichang, "What, this kind of scam will deceive you into fools like you."

Dong Jichang was a little dumbfounded: "No, I see what my friend said seriously. It is unlikely that he was telling lies, and he has no talent to deceive people."

"If he didn't lie to you, then he would be a complete fool like you."

Then, Xu Youhao told the source of the scam: "This scam has been around for a long time. The first one was not Yuan blue and white but Ming blue and white. A large winery broker had a lawsuit for a long time for the ownership of a Ming Dynasty wine cellar. Don't you know this?"

Dong Jichang nodded and said, "I have heard of this, but what does it have to do with blue and white porcelain?"

"Why is it okay?"

Xu Youhao sneered: "There are not too many people who like to use crooked ideas in antiques. At that time, someone went to the porcelain capital to customize a batch of imitation Ming porcelain. He buried the fake things in the area near the winery's old cellar, and then set up a bureau, saying that someone found a wine cellar in Wanli, and then took people to verify it."

"After this, a cellar of Yuan blue and white plum vases were unearthed at an infrastructure site near the porcelain capital. There were about dozens of them. Of course, such a big thing cannot be hidden, so someone came up with the idea of ​​Yuan blue and white. This is how your bottle should be."

Dong Jichang twitched: "Uh...that is to say, this bottle is not worth half a cent? And it's not wine inside?"

Xu Youhao said, "It's not worth half a cent. I think your bottle of plums is pretty good. I guess the people who are working on the game have also spent some time. As for what exactly is inside, I don't know before it is opened."

Both Zheng Anzhi and his apprentice agreed.

Dong Jichang sighed and said, "Hey, it seems that he is happy again. I didn't care much about the plum wine. I mainly wanted to see the wine from the Yuan Dynasty, but I didn't expect it to be happy again."

Xu Youhao shook his head: "Just said you were a fool, you were so whimsical. Why didn't you think about it before buying it? If there was really a wine in it, from the Yuan Dynasty to the present, there would be so much wine in the bottle? Didn't it evaporate at all!"

Dong Jichang laughed dryly: "Didn't I think of the ancient wine unearthed from the tomb of the King of Zhongshan, so I didn't think much about it."

The tomb of the King of Zhongshan mentioned by Dong Jichang was 2,300 years ago. During the excavation of the King of Zhongshan, a flat copper pot and a round copper pot were found in the east and west warehouses respectively. The mouth of the pot was sealed with copper lids and closed tightly. Some staff members shook it and felt that there was liquid inside. After opening the round pot, a scent of wine wafted out, which was the imperial wine that had not yet evaporated.

Among them, only half of the wine contained in the round pot is left, which is dark green and weighs 3 kilograms; the wine contained in the flat pot is more, about 70% to 80%, weighing 6.7 kilograms, which is light emerald green and clear and transparent. This is the oldest physical wine in the world.

Xu Youhao said, "You, don't think about it. It's bronze ware, but you are porcelain. Which one do you think is faster in terms of volatility? The wine we usually put in pottery has been reduced by more than ten or twenty years, let alone hundreds of years."

"Oh." Dong Jichang looked at the plum bottle he brought with a bitter face: "You can get more wisdom after you get hurt."

"It's weird you!"

This is not because Xu Youhao deliberately stimulates Dong Jichang, but mainly because he is too unsatisfied with memory. The same thing can make him fooled after all. After a few times, Xu Youhao was too lazy to care about him.

Dong Jichang smiled embarrassedly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely have a little brain before starting the move in the future."

Zheng Anzhi smiled and said, "Let me teach you an identification method. Actually, if it is a real thing, the sealing mud on it is usually made of pig blood and glutinous rice paste mixed with husks. It will smell a bit old-fashioned and black in color, and the sealing mud is really sticky. It will take a lot of effort to open the sealing mud."

"But your sealing mud is yellow, which is obviously wrong. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be made of glue and yellow mud. If you don't believe it, you can use a lighter to bake it and smell it. It will definitely have a chemical smell."

After hearing this little trick, Dong Jichang quickly took out the lighter and roasted it for a while, then came forward and smelled it. Sure enough, there was a pungent smell.

Dong Jichang shook his head: "Hey, this is true. If I had known this method, I wouldn't have been so fond of it. It seems that I have too little knowledge in my stomach."

Xu Youhao said: "Not only do you have too little knowledge, but your eyesight is too poor. I advise you to see more and buy less next time."

Dong Jichang nodded with a smile and said yes. At least he remembered it in his heart, only he knew.

Sitting at Xu Youhao until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the master and apprentice got up and said goodbye.

Dong Jichang also said goodbye with him. Before leaving, he told Meng Zitao that he would contact him more in the future and Meng Zitao would agree.

The next day, Meng Zitao originally planned to study in the department's library, but early in the morning he received a call from Lu Dongchen.

On the phone, Lu Dongchen first chatted with Meng Zitao for a while, and then told Meng Zitao mysteriously that he knew a toast. Recently, the friend of this toast had some things to take action and asked Meng Zitao if he was interested in going to take a look together.

The so-called "Tusi" means the same as the Tushizi. To put it bluntly, it is a tomb robber. Although Meng Zitao does not like to buy things from tomb robbers, he is not the kind of person who does not know how to adapt. If he really encounters any treasure, he will buy it himself, at least he will not let the treasure wander abroad.

Of course, even if there is nothing to buy, it would be nice to see it, so Meng Zitao agreed.

The two made an appointment to meet near Panjiayuan, and Meng Zitao set off alone. By the time he arrived, Lu Dongchen had already arrived.

"Brother Lu, I'm sorry I'm late." Meng Zitao greeted Lu Dongchen and looked at his expression secretly. It seemed that Lu Dongchen had already walked out of the shadow of losing the game the day before yesterday.

Lu Dongchen smiled and said, "Don't be polite, I've just arrived. Let's set off now."

"Okay, you can lead the way."

Meng Zitao followed Lu Dongchen to his destination, and asked as he walked: "Brother Lu, what is that toast?"

Lu Dongchen said: "How to say it, as far as I know, he should be a wild way and he has figured out his own skills."

“Self-taught?”

"right."
To be continued...