Galactic Garbage Station

Su Zheng called halfway and suddenly hung up again because he suddenly had a few problems. First, Zheng Nan has been divorced for a long time. If he has not had a relationship with anyone for a while, sudden pregnancy is too suspicious. Secondly, even if she had a man, and had a baby, if that man did a paternity test, that would be a big problem, because the child had nothing to do with the man, and the DNA definitely didn't match. Thirdly, solar cell company, just started, this time is the busiest time, it takes the most time and energy, how can Zheng Nan work well when she is pregnant?

Overall, this shouldn't be so urgent, we have to put it aside, from the long run. However, Su Zheng still believes that the water in the mother river is extremely useful, and does not know how many people have broken their heads because of infertility, so long as the question of who the father is is is resolved.

Su Jing continued to look for garbage and turned his eyes for two days.

Su Zheng has already manufactured a large number of Tang Sancai antiques, and some of the handwriting looks good. Su Zheng also put it next to the skull to make it an antique game. In fact, even some modern imitations can be used in this way, in order to fake the truth, many people can be fooled. However, Su Zheng didn't want to do that kind of forgery. He did this to the garbage, only to restore the sense of age they were supposed to have.

This morning, Shen Hongdenmen paid a visit. He was accompanied by Song Lao, who was also the appraiser of the Wanbao auction house. Shen Hongdu was in fact an acute man. When he saw Tang Sancai's photographs sent over by Su Xiao, he was stupidly moved. Su Xiao said to ask him to appraise them another day, but he waited for two days. He couldn't wait to see some of them. For appraisers, average babies, they get paid to be appraised, but for some treasures, they get itchy without money.

“Shen Lao, Song Lao, please take a trip.” Su Xiao laughed.

“Let's stop talking nonsense and show Tang Sancai.” Shen Honghong can't wait.

“Oh, come upstairs.” Su Zheng smiled. He took them to the fourth floor and took out three pieces of broken Tang Sancai, which were placed on the table. One was camel figurine, one was horse figurine, one was human figurine, and the three pieces were all fragments, but were completely assembled by Su Zheng. Shen Hong and Song Old Tong's eyes shine, then take out tools such as magnifying glass to carefully observe the Tang Sancai shards.

“Genuine, this is definitely real.” Shen Hongxi said.

“The only thing unfortunate is that it's broken.” Old Song was somewhat sad, although he said it would bond, there would always be some impact value.

“As long as it's real.” Seeing Shen Hong and Old Song also didn't see any blossoms, Su Zheng was completely relieved.

“The manager asked me to ask if we would still choose our Myriad Treasures Auction House if we were to have an auction.” Old Song said.

“Oh, that's for sure, we're all old friends now.” Su Xiao nodded and smiled. "Your two elders have come all the time, can you help me take care of the other Tang Sancai, as well. ”

“You still have it?” Shen Hong and Song Lao shocked.

“And some more.” Su Zheng brought Shen Hong and Song Lao to a study, opened the study, and there were many small boxes on the ground. At first glance, Shen Hong and Song Lao approached each other and suddenly breathed a breath of cool air, as if they were ghosts. At a glance, hundreds of boxes are actually full of ceramic fragments. It looks like it's all Tang Sancai.

“Impossible, it must be a fake.” Shen Hong and Lao Song did not believe it, and walked forward to take a closer look. However, the more I looked, the more I was shocked, and picking up any piece at hand, the more genuine it was, the more amazing it was.

“Mr. Sue, did you dig up an ancient tomb in Tang?” Shen Hong couldn't help but ask.

“Why is it all shattered and none completely intact?” Old Song asked.

“Oh, I didn't steal the tomb, bought it from someone else, that person transported it, accidentally broke it all. I didn't spend much to buy them, but it took a lot of thought to put them together in one piece.” Su Xin said that, to be honest, so many pieces, ordinary people want to put together, they definitely have to waste a lot of kung fu. Su Yan had mental power detection, which saved him a lot of effort.

“You are so lucky...” Shen Hong and Song Lao have been inspired many times, have reminded themselves many times, don't envy this guy anymore, envy can't come, but at this moment, I can't resist envy jealousy and hate again. This kind of good thing, can he meet him every time, he can at least climb in this industry for decades, and the professionalism is not comparable to Su Qian, how can you not let yourself touch it once?

“These are for you.” Su Zheng picked out two pieces at random and handed them to Shen Hong and Old Song. He had to bother them in the future. Anyway, he should work hard. Anyway, there are so many pieces, giving two pieces is nothing.

“Seriously?” Shen Hong and Song Lao both shine their eyes.

“Of course, if you don't want it, forget it.” Su Zheng laughed. Shen Hong and Song Lao did not want it. For them, this kind of collection is much more precious than money of equal value. After each result in a box, their faces all smiled and flowered. Envy, jealousy and resentment towards Su Zheng also dissipated the smoke cloud. I felt how Su Zheng looked at it.

“You still have so many handwriting collections?” Shen Hong suddenly looked at the corner of the wall with lots of handwriting.

“I don't know much about collecting and playing.” Su Zheng was modest.

Shen Hong picked up a handwritten painting at the corner of the wall and opened it. His casual look gradually gradually gradually changed. Instead, he replaced it with the color of excitement. Lao Song glanced at it, and it also revealed shock.

“What, this painting has a beginning?” Su Jing knew there was a play as soon as he saw their reaction.

“There's more to it than that, this kind of baby, you're just piling up on the corner of the wall, and it's a mess. What if the tide breaks?” Shen Hong and Song Lao are both a little angry and corrupt again. This guy is so ungrateful, but so lucky. God is so unfair.

“I don't see who drew this painting.” Su Zheng asked, this stack of paintings naturally came out of the garbage pile from Time and Space of the Journey to the West. There are a lot of them, most of them are broken. He used the skull to make antiques, but had to clean up the garbage, so he didn't study the word painting carefully, thinking he'd wait until he had time to study it.

“This painting has nothing to do with it, but the person in the corner who gave the title to this painting has a lot to do with it. This is the true story of Ouyang, one of the four members of the script.” Old Song was excited and his hands trembled slightly.

“Ouyang asked the true story, it was passed down, few, how did you get it?” Shen Hong was really stimulated.

Tang Dynasty is a long way from this year. After several wars, natural disasters and other natural power damage, it is really not easy to retain the painting. Even the books and drawings of the Palace Museum are rarely from the Tang Dynasty and can be counted. The authenticity of Tang Dynasty painting, which has passed through the catastrophe to this day, is basically rare and has great artistic and historical value.

Besides, this is Ouyang's true questioning. In addition to some damage, the text painting is basically intact. Just ask someone to repair it. Even if it is not repairable, it is okay to cut it off. What is important is that Ouyang's new text is not damaged.

After hearing Shen Hong and Song Lao, Su Xiao was surprised and then showed his joy. It seems that this painting is valuable and cannot escape. It was originally thought of as a stack of paintings, which may be of value, but it is still somewhat underestimated.

Ouyang's true questioning appeared in the garbage heap, it may be a great coincidence, but in the Tang Dynasty, it is not particularly unusual. After all, at that time, there were too many true truths. He obviously did not make this painting, and the painter is also general, and may have just handwritten it as a friend.

At that time, the words of Ouyang that did not ask random questions were considered treasures. However, the circulation so far is too little, so long as it can be passed down, even the drafts written by hand appear to be invaluable.

Shen Honghong moved in his heart and picked up another painting at the corner of the wall. Song Lao also picked up a painting to look at, and then they were irritated again.

“Oh, my God, this should be Tang Dynasty too. ”

“The author is unclear, but the painter is actually Tang Taizong, and the painter is extremely good. ”

“This is a fairy crane diagram, beautiful and lifelike. How come I've never heard of this author? However, from paper analysis, background environment and other analysis, this should be Tang Dynasty painting. ”

Shen Hong and Song Lao looked at each other, they were so excited that they were going insane. Although many of them are not the work of famous calligraphy artists, they are also excellent, and they are all authentic Tang Dynasty handwriting.