Although Qin Jingwen did not know Bai Qianmo's intentions, she vaguely sensed that there must be a reason why she did this.
"Okay, I'll go get the dog."
*
Gu Family Study
Two elderly people with white hair bent over the desk, holding magnifying glasses, and were studying a landscape painting.
“I examined it carefully again. Although this ‘Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains’ painting has Tao Xingzhi’s bold and colorful brushstrokes, it lacks the grandeur of Tao Xingzhi’s work, which is completed in one go. The whole scroll lacks a bit of sharpness. In theory, ‘Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains’ is a masterpiece of Tao Xingzhi’s middle age, when he was full of energy and thought. This painting is obviously lacking in artistic conception. However, although it is a forgery, it is quite old. I guess it should be a forgery from around the Jiaqing period.” A thin old man wearing round black-rimmed glasses said.
The old man next to him, a head taller and exuding an aura of authority, gave a soft snort.
"Old Tang, your eye for quality has been getting worse and worse these past few years. I got this painting from a famous collector in the capital. He's treasured it for over fifty years, and you're saying it's a fake? I think it's time for you to step down from your position as the top collector in Panjiayuan."
Old Tang chuckled, a hint of wisdom and experience in his eyes.
"Even if it is treasured for a hundred years, it is still undoubtedly a fake. Although my eyesight is failing, I can never hide the authenticity of antiques from my eyes."
"I say it's genuine!" The old man glared defiantly, seemingly very dissatisfied with the other party's conclusion.
"A fake!" Old Tang insisted on his point of view.
"Genuine!"
"Absolutely a fake!"
"Hey, you old codger, I didn't invite you here to cause me trouble."
Old Tang was not to be outdone. He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and insisted on his point of view.
"Old Qin, we need to be truth-seeking. This painting of yours is clearly fake. Stop glaring at me. You're practically half-buried in the ground, why are you still so irritable?"
Old Qin scoffed coldly: "I'll not only glare, I'll hit you."
He then raised his cane as if to strike a pose.
"You little brat, do you think I don't have a cane or something!" Old Tang also raised his cane.
Just then, the Gu family heard the arguing and pushed the door open, only to see two elderly people, both nearly eighty years old, arguing heatedly.
The Gu family members stared at the two elders with astonished expressions.
"What's up?"
Upon seeing the stranger enter, the two elderly people almost simultaneously withdrew their canes.
The Gu family pretended not to have seen anything.
"Gentlemen, the banquet has already started. My husband asked me to come and ask if you two are still going?"
The two elderly men exchanged a glance, and Old Qin spoke first.
"It's a good opportunity to have Gu Guobang take a look and see who among us has misjudged us."
After saying that, Old Qin snorted coldly and slowly walked towards the door, leaning on his cane.
A mocking smile appeared on Old Tang's lean face: "Go if you want, but don't try to cheat if you lose."
"Am I that kind of person?" Old Qin tilted his head and stared at the skinny old man who had caught up with him, his eyes blazing with anger.
"You are not."
Old Tang shook his head seriously, a typical example of punching you and then giving you a sweet treat.
Actually, I secretly added to myself, "You're not, you're even worse than a deadbeat..."
The Gu family members suppressed their laughter, finding the two elderly people arguing and bickering quite amusing.
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