Chapter 263: A Difference in Thought

Zhulan looked over 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, "Brother, why do I feel that this calligraphy and painting is fake?"

Chang Lian, "........"

He really couldn't see it. He knew that his father had the ability to judge the authenticity, and he also hoped to have it. For this reason, he went to the antique shop. As a result, everything he saw was real, and then he gave up. He didn't get the hang of it and was jealous of his younger brother. It seems that Changzhi got the hang of it and took after his father!

Zhulan looked at the calligraphy and asked, "Why do you think it's fake?"

Changzhi held his head, "Mom, I have seen Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy and I have copied it. Mr. Xiheng always used strong force when writing. If you look closely at this calligraphy, the force of the points is not strong enough. Although the imitation is very similar, it is not Mr. Xiheng's habit, so my guess is false."

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 family and the grandson of Mr. 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 a previous dynasty, it is still worth a lot of money!

Changzhi glared, "How vulgar! You only care about money."

"Haha, without money, what will you eat and drink? Without money, can you use good ink and good paper?"

Chang Zhi said confidently, "I have my own father and mother."

Chang Lian, "............"

Zhulan, "............"

Haha, Zhulan felt even more sympathetic towards her future daughter-in-law. If she fell in love with a girl from a wealthy family 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 looked speechless.

Zhou Shuren was amused, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Zhulan waved her hand tiredly, "Let Changlian teach you again."

Chang Lian was choked by his annoying brother, "Dad, let Chang Zhi teach you first, I'm going back to the room first."

Chang Zhi, "........"

No, he doesn't want to learn. He is not stupid. He has always known how difficult it is to deal with his father. It's not like he is the eldest brother who is really stupid!

Zhou Shuren sat down, and Changzhi immediately came up to pour tea, "Dad, have some tea."

Zhou Shuren, "......."

He felt somewhat flattered, and recalled carefully that 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, thinking that he was in a good mood. Then he told his father what had just happened. He would never dare to repeat the last sentence against Chang Lian even if he was beaten to death.

Zhulan's eyes were full of smiles. This boy didn't like being restrained and followed his heart. But if one really treated him as a trick, one would be the one who would be hurt in the end.

Zhou Shuren knew that Changzhi had not 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?"

Changzhi 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 is all based on strength. I can find it. It was because I couldn't imitate it. Later I found out that the strength of the dots was not right. Mr. Nishiyoko's calligraphy gives people a sharp feeling. Strength is very important."

Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes, "So this calligraphy and painting is easy to mistake for the real thing?"

Changzhi nodded, "Dad, Mr. Xiheng's calligraphy is not popular among the public. People think it is too wild, and not many people practice it. In addition, it is difficult for the copy to be 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 enough to be mistaken for the real thing."

Zhou Shuren smiled, "Okay, okay, it's good to use the fake to confuse things!"

Changzhi was a little confused, "Dad, are Mr. Nishiyoko's calligraphy and paintings valuable?"

"Why do you ask?"

"It's not worth the money. Why do you say that? Aren't you going to sell it as a real calligraphy or painting?"

Zhou Shuren rolled up the calligraphy and said, "Dad, it's useful. That's enough. You can go out too."

Chang-Chi: "Oh."

Zhulan waited for Changzhi to leave 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 reliable. I've discovered that there are many people who study ancient jade, and I came across two today. I was really lucky to have found a bargain last time, and this painting came at the right time. However, I still need to ask 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, "The gift from the Qian family, what a coincidence, the gift from Lord Jiang was actually sent by the Yun family. As the chief steward, he has handled all the gifts and knows that our family has some kind of marriage relationship with Lord Jiang, so if we don't return the gift, it will be generous."

Zhou Shuren sighed, "You are kind-hearted. If you hadn't brought out the decorations, there would be no calligraphy or painting in return. Luck is really a strange thing!"

Zhulan smiled and said, "Yes, I also think it's amazing. It shows that a single thought can change a lot of things."

Zhou Shuren was delighted to receive the calligraphy and painting. He carefully put it away and smelled the aroma. He felt hungry. "Li's mutton stew is really delicious. It's a pity that we don't have any green vegetables at home. If we had some green vegetables, we could have made a scorpion hotpot."

Zhulan was a little hungry after hearing what Zhou Shuren said. "If there are no green vegetables, there are radishes, cabbages, and potatoes. These are also fine. I will tell Li about this."

"Okay, and heat up a bottle of wine."

"knew."

In the evening, the Zhou family had lamb and scorpion hotpot, but unfortunately they had run out of black fungus, otherwise they could have had more side dishes. Although the side dishes were simple, the family ate a lot. Today they had a big meal of lamb, with 15 pounds of bones and meat gone. With a bowl of side dishes and noodles, they were barely full.

Mutton is the most nutritious food. After eating it for a whole meal, my face becomes rosy.

Boss Zhou sighed, "The life of a god is just like this."

Changzhi, "That's because my brother is not very knowledgeable."

Boss Zhou, ".......metaphor, do you know what a metaphor is? I am just a metaphor."

Chang-Chi: "Oh."

Boss Zhou, "........"

Whenever I talk to my little brother, I am always the one who feels suffocated. Whoever takes him seriously will lose. It makes me feel very upset!

Zhou Shuren was annoyed by the fact that there were too many people who bothered him. He had finished eating and cleared the table, but 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 chat with 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 else to say."

Zhou Laoer, "Then let's go back too!"

Boss Zhou, "........"

They are working together to screw me! I was quite moved before hearing Changzhi's voice, but when I looked around, Zhou Changzhi was nowhere to be found in the hall. Everyone had left!

These are his brothers!

Boss Zhou snorted, pushed his two annoying younger brothers away, strode out of the door, and ran as soon as he stepped out!

Zhou Laoer, "......."

Chang Lian, "........"

So, they are the real fools!

Today I have almost written 9,000 words. I owe 2,000 words now. I will finish it after I recover.

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(End of this chapter)