Chapter 63

Xia Yan's expression is calm. No one can compare with his own disciple, even Yao shigu, in terms of his understanding of Han Yidao's works. He picked up the Jade Buddha Pendant and frowned slightly the moment he started.

Although Xia Yan has never carved anything with this level of emerald and doesn't know how it feels, he found something strange as soon as he touched the lines left by the carving knife.

"This is not Han Yidao's work." Xia Yan blurted out.

Yao shigu twisted his beard and smiled. Obviously, he was not surprised by Xia Yan's words, but Jiang Wenchuan was surprised and shouted, "don't talk nonsense!"

"I talk nonsense?" Xia Yan looked at him and asked funny.

"I won't say whether you understand carving or not, but just got it and didn't read it carefully, I said it wasn't Han Yidao's work. It's not nonsense." Jiang Wenchuan raised his voice and asked angrily. At the first glance, he saw Xia Yan unhappy, and now of course he had to show it.

"It's not difficult for those who will, but it's not difficult for those who are difficult! Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking and cutting, but it's too simple. Just looking at or cutting the pulse can make an accurate judgment. The layman can't understand it. The expert can know it at a glance, and carving is the same." Xia Yan drank a sip of tea and said faintly.

Jiang Wenchuan was unhappy with him. He also felt unhappy with Jiang Wenchuan. Although his tone was flat, it was pointed out in his words that Jiang Wenchuan was a "difficult person" and a "layman".

"How old are you? You're an expert. Hehe!" Jiang Wenchuan got angry and said more impolitely and sarcastically.

"Slightly understand." Xia Yan also sneered, "why don't I tell you?"

"You talk, you talk!" Jiang Wenchuan sneered. "If you talk nonsense, I'll make you regret it!"

The dispute between them attracted Yao Ting's attention in the counter and looked here with concern. Jiang Wenchuan became more and more aggressive and never wanted to lose face in front of her.

"The lines of this jade carving are concise. It is true that it is carved with only a carving knife. The shape and charm of the jade pendant are also desirable. In addition, the material is good, and the value is not low." Xia Yan rubbed the Jade Buddha and began to explain with confidence.

"However, although the Jade Buddha is very good, it has nothing to do with Han Yidao."

"The depth of the lines carved by Han Yidao is not invariable. They will increase or decrease according to the changes of light, shadow and angle, so that they will show the best state no matter from which angle to look at the past. The horizontal line is usually deep... The vertical line is deep... The turning place is deep..."

Xia Yan put the Jade Buddha back on the tea table and talked freely. He is not afraid to expose the details of a knife flow. The depth of the line is not a secret. It is easy to detect it with an instrument. It is impossible to see the real secret of a knife flow with an instrument.

"The depth of this jade Buddha's lines is very different from Han Yidao's works. Experts know it when they touch it. Laymen... Even if they know the mystery, they feel very bad in their hands. They can't touch it at all."

Xia Yan ordered the tea table with her fingers, stopped talking, and just smiled at Jiang Wenchuan.

Jiang Wenchuan was stunned and his face changed. He suddenly turned and asked, "Grandpa Yao, is he right?"

Yao shigu nodded and said, "Xia Yan is right. This jade Buddha is really not the work of Han Yidao, but I'm sure it should be an imitation of a master. It's of high collection value. You're not an eye opener, Xiao Jiang."

Yao shigu knew Jiang Wenchuan's identity, spoke as gently as possible, and gave Jiang Wenchuan a step.

Jiang Wenchuan's face became more and more gloomy, because Yao shigu recognized Xia Yan's statement. He glanced at Yao ting and found that she was looking at Xia Yan with brilliance in her eyes. So Jiang Wenchuan was even more angry and looked at Xia Yan more and more unhappy.

Feel Yao Ting's hot eyes, Xia Yan's heart is dark and cool. If Jiang Wenchuan brought something else, he will hide and don't speak. But in order to please Yao shigu and Yao Ting, Jiang Wenchuan specially found Han Yidao's works to offer treasure, which just hit Xia Yan's hand. If he didn't pretend to be forced, wouldn't he be sorry for himself.

Jiang Wenchuan's face changed a few times and finally returned to normal. His eyes turned and a sunny smile reappeared on his face. He stretched out his hand to Xia Yan and said enthusiastically, "get to know him again. My name is Jiang Wenchuan. I've just returned from abroad and am ready to start a business in Rongdu's hometown!"

What rhythm is this? Xia Yan was stunned. Just now, your face was like a chameleon. You wanted to swallow me alive. Now you're turning fighting into friendship?

This boy is a smiling tiger!

Xia Yan took a deep look at Jiang Wenchuan, held his hand with him, and said with a smile: "Xia Yan, a freshman in the History Department of Sihe University."

Freshman?

Jiang Wenchuan was stunned and showed disdain in his eyes. Sihe university is the best university in Sihe Province, but it can only squeeze into the top 30 in the National University ranking, not to mention compared with the world famous universities he studied abroad.

In Jiang Wenchuan's eyes, there is little difference between Sihe University and pheasant university. For a moment, he felt a sense of superiority, and the blow just now suddenly became nothing.

I Jiang Wenchuan have no shortage of money, family background, knowledge and appearance. This boy knows a little antique appreciation knowledge at most. Compared with me, he is nothing. Why should I pay attention to him?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenchuan's smile became more and more brilliant. He quietly put away the Jade Buddha and chatted while drinking tea. Graduation from a famous American school was by no means a false reputation. For a time, the Guzhai was full of his loud voice and hearty laughter. For a moment, the embarrassment just now seemed to have dissipated, but Xia Yan was silent. It was not that he didn't want to rob Jiang Wenchuan of the limelight, but just as Jiang Wenchuan didn't understand sculpture, he didn't understand the local customs of the United States, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed. "By the way, martial uncle, I have a friend's birthday tomorrow. I want to choose a beautiful little thing for her. Can you help me choose it?" Xia Yan finally found a chance to say a incidental purpose here while Jiang Wenchuan drank water. "Birthday present? Female classmate?" Xia Yan heard Yao shigu breathe a sigh of relief. Obviously, the old man can't stand Jiang Wenchuan who only shows off his sense of superiority. Yao Ting also cast her eyes. Although she felt that she could not have special feelings for Xia Yan when she met for the first time, Han Yidao's words and grandpa's words on the phone still made her unconsciously classify Xia Yan into a class of people who "have a relationship with herself". "Er... Not a classmate, just a female friend!" Xia Yan said. Yao shigu glanced at his granddaughter and sighed in his heart. Today's young people are really not so easy to match up. Yao Ting couldn't help but feel a trace of acid that she didn't even notice. If it is really an ordinary female friend, it is enough to choose some ordinary gifts, but Xia Yan asked Yao shigu to help choose gifts, which can only show that the so-called female friend is not ordinary. "You... What did you call grandpa Yao just now?" Jiang Wenchuan put down his tea cup and stared at Xia Yan in amazement. "Elder martial uncle, what's the matter?" Xia Yan asked faintly. fuck! Jiang Wenchuan is embarrassed. He calls "Grandpa Yao" attentively. Now Xia Yan calls others "martial uncle", which is forcibly higher than his generation. It's too oppressive!