Liu Fan gave a dry cough and resolutely refused: "Uncle Yue, master, it's too expensive. I can't accept it."
"The great doctor is a close friend of boss Yue. This painting should be regarded as a gift for him. The great doctor can take it."
Huang Hui Feng said generously, but his eyes were full of pride.
"Yes, take it."
Yue Youqian said impatiently.
Liu Fan reluctantly took over and wanted to hang up directly.
Just then, Yue Youqian suddenly saw something similar to calligraphy and painting on the corner.
Liu Fan also saw it. No wonder it's not on the wall. It's estimated that the sea breeze blew down yesterday.
"Brother, I didn't expect that you bought quite a complete set. Let me have a look."
Yue Youqian leaned over to pick it up and spread it out slowly.
When Liu fan saw this scene, he was speechless. It turned out that Yue Youqian was so curious.
Huang Huifeng also subconsciously looked over, when the picture unfolded a corner, his face began to seriously up.
In the middle of the picture, Huang Hui and Feng's eyes were shining, but his face was a little ugly.
He hurriedly took out a magnifying glass from his arms and quickly came up to examine it carefully.
The painting is more than 3 meters long, and the eight immortals table can't be put down. Yue Youqian was shocked when he saw the painting.
Looking at master Huang's more and more crazy appearance and the familiar palace women in the painting, he realized that something was wrong.
"Is this a map of women's history?"
Yue Youqian murmured softly.
Huang Huifeng raised his head bitterly, took a deep breath, and looked at Liu fan again, but his expression was more ugly than crying: "I said Doctor Liu, don't tell me, this is from Tang Dynasty again..."
Liu Fan immediately thumbed up and praised: "master good eyesight, a glance to see that this is not the original of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but the Tang Dynasty."
Master Huang said that he wanted to cry. He had good eyesight and was insulting.
Who didn't know that the painting of women's history was written by Gu Kaizhi in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but the original work was destroyed long ago. Only the copy of the Tang Dynasty is said to have been lost.
So the question is, is this one in front of us the failure of the Tang Dynasty?
Hearing Liu Fan's affirmative answer and master Huang's own guess, he had to believe it.
"Good boy, you are really an invisible rich man, the red sandalwood eight immortals table of the Tang Dynasty, and the copy of women's history admonitions of the Tang Dynasty. Do you think you brought it back secretly after crossing back?"
Yue Youqian joked that the possible embarrassing situation was resolved.
Liu Fan laughs, "it's all luck, luck."
Luck?
Nima, can ordinary people have this luck?
Yue Youqian said in his heart that he had no courage to give gifts to Liu Fan.
"Master, I don't know if the effect of using this painting to block" fengsha "is not as good as" Qiao songtu "
Liu fan asked blankly.
"No, of course not. Ha ha, doctor, where do you need this painting? I'd better give it back to you."
Huang Huifeng laughs and "grabs" Qiao songtu again. He laughs and says: "doctor, boss Yue, I think I still have something to deal with, so I'll go first."
"Well, master, take your time."
Liu Fan sees off the guests with a smiling face. Yue Youqian is embarrassed to stay here.
The whole thing, it is clear that he is the local tyrant, want to give a gift, but the gift did not succeed, and was crushed by strength.
"Brother, remember to come to my birthday tomorrow. This is the invitation."
Yue Youqian took out the invitation.
"Uncle Yue, would you like to see what I can send to the old man?"
"The old man likes some old things, but you are not an ordinary person. Just order them casually and don't give them away."