Tang Youde’s wife looks only a few years older than Zhuang Zhou!
But the temperament of a young woman emanating from her body is extremely mature and steady.
It is far beyond the reach of ordinary women.
Especially her face and figure, which are well-proportioned and very hot, she can be called a female star.
But Tang Youde is already a man in his forties.
"Is this my sister-in-law? Hello, sister-in-law!"
"Hey! Don't be polite, Xiaozhuang. Just be casual when you come to my house."
"Hey! Okay!"
Zhuang Zhou chuckled and agreed readily.
Tang Youde didn't even look at the young woman, and said to Zhuang Zhou:
"Brother Zhuang, let's go to my study and chat!"
When the young woman heard this, her face immediately fell:
"Old Tang, dinner will be ready soon. Let's eat first and talk later!"
Tang Youde said without turning his head:
"I'm not hungry yet. I'm going to talk to Brother Zhuang first. When you're done, eat first. Don't wait for us."
After saying that, he led Zhuang Zhou to the study on the second floor.
Zhuang Zhou was a little puzzled. How could Old Tang be so cold even though he had such a beautiful wife?
You don’t know how to love at all!
I have a vague feeling that the couple might have had a conflict.
However, Zhuang Zhou didn't know the reason, so he naturally didn't ask any more questions.
"Come, sit anywhere!"
After entering the study, Tang Youde greeted him and poured Zhuang Zhou a cup of Pu'er tea.
Zhuang Zhou picked up the cup and took a sip, but his eyes fell on a painting on the wall of the study.
Huh?
Isn’t this Ouyang Xun’s "Tie to Zhang Han"?
However, Zhuang Zhou didn't need to think too much, as this must be a copy made by later generations.
Zhuang Zhou pretended not to know and asked:
"Old Tang, your calligraphy and painting are quite pleasant to look at. What's the origin of it?"
"Haha! Brother Zhuang is really good! I thought this calligraphy and painting was good at first sight, but it's a pity that it's not an authentic work."
"ah?"
Zhuang Zhou pretended to be surprised and stood up and walked closer to take a look:
"Could such beautiful handwriting be fake?"
"It's not even a fake. To be more professional, it's called a copy."
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou seemed very interested in calligraphy and painting, Tang Youde simply said a few more words:
"This is a calligraphy work by Ouyang Xun, a great calligrapher of the early Tang Dynasty. It's called 'Zhang Han Tie' (Tie to Zhang Han), and it's considered the seventh best running script in the world."
"Zhang Han Tie?"
Zhuang Zhou chewed it and then asked doubtfully:
"I don't know much about calligraphy and painting. I'm afraid this authentic calligraphy work is very valuable, right?"
Tang Youde laughed heartily when he heard this:
"Let me tell you this, this original calligraphy work can be exchanged for my villa, and there will be some left over."
"Ah! It's so valuable!"
This time Zhuang Zhou was not pretending.
Instead, I was really shocked by the value of this calligraphy.
But what he has in his hand now is the original.
But I dare not admit it!
This feeling is so fucking uncomfortable!
"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Well, my heart hurts a little!"
Tang Youde frowned and asked with concern:
"What? You're so young, and you still have a heart disease?"
Zhuang Zhou waved his hand and let it go:
"I didn't expect that Old Tang, you not only collect ancient swords, but also understand calligraphy and painting?"
"That's right. To be honest, I used to be a university art teacher, specializing in arts and crafts."
Wow!
This surprised Zhuang Zhou a lot!
You wouldn’t have guessed that Tang Youde, with his greasy face, was actually a university art teacher.
"Okay, it's all in the past."
Tang Youde laughed and cried, and at this time he had already taken out a pair of white gloves and put them on:
"Brother Zhuang, let me first take a look at the Tang Dynasty wine jug you brought!"
Zhuang Zhou was suddenly startled.
"How do you know it's from the Tang Dynasty?"
Zhuang Zhou never expected that he had only sent a photo to Tang Youde.
The other party can tell that it is something from the Tang Dynasty.
This guy is not simple!
"Brother Zhuang, collecting ancient swords is just my hobby. Collecting calligraphy and painting is my specialty!"
"I only need to take one look at this thing of yours to know it's blue and white porcelain from the Tang Dynasty."
Tang Youde didn't say anything more and started to look at the wine jug carefully.
But soon his expression changed.
The same expression he had when he looked at the sword last time appeared again.
At first his eyes were idle, but gradually they became serious.
There was light in both eyes.
Tang Youde picked up the magnifying glass on the coffee table again and looked at it carefully for a while.
Then he placed it carefully on the coffee table, fearing that it would be broken in the slightest.
Then he picked up the Huazi on the coffee table, lit one, spit it out heavily, and asked:
"Brother Zhuang, where did you get this thing?"
Zhuang Zhou said without thinking:
"It's passed down from my ancestors."
Tang Youde stared at Zhuang Zhou with a scrutinizing look on his face, clearly not believing even the punctuation marks:
"Tell me, was it from the pit?"
"What...what do you mean?"
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to understand, Tang Youde said directly:
"Did you get this thing from tomb robbing?"
ah?
Zhuang Zhou was suddenly speechless.
How could I do that?
"Brother Zhuang, although I, Tang Youde, am a businessman, I never touch anything from a pit. This is my principle."
Tang Youde's expression was very solemn at this time, and he continued:
"If this is what's in the pit, please take it away immediately. For the sake of our acquaintance, I won't report you, but we don't need to contact each other anymore."
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