Chapter 509 Menezhi

It would be better if we hadn't discovered this.

"Let me see." Old Wang and Old Master Gao stood beside Chu Nan and saw Chi Le's reaction. They didn't know what they saw. They stretched out their hands to Chu Nan with great curiosity.

Chu Nan had also finished looking at this micro-carving. It was a picture of a goshawk hunting a rabbit.

He was quite surprised by this. He didn't expect that someone could carve such a complex pattern on such a small thing.

And it was still around this thing. From one side, you can see the goshawk. You need to turn the thing over to see the rabbit on the other side. But if you turn your hand, you can find that it is a picture of a goshawk hunting a rabbit.

I have to say that this craftsmanship is really wonderful.

At this moment, after hearing what Wang Lao said, he handed the hand and the magnifying glass to Wang Lao.

"Great, this is simply wonderful." Wang Lao looked at it after passing by. After Wang Lao finished reading it, he praised it highly, which aroused the curiosity of Gao Lao beside her.

After being twisted by Gao Lao, Wang Lao had to hand the hand to Gao Lao.

After reading it, Gao Lao praised it like Wang Lao.

"It's not necessary, it's just a product of modern technology." Chi Le looked at the two old men and praised the thing like Chu Nan, saying with a look of disdain.

"What do you know? This is not a modern product at all." When Wang Lao heard Chi Le's words, he immediately became dissatisfied.

"Take a closer look at this painting. Judging from the way the goshawk is painted, it is not a modern craft."

"This is the painting style of the master Mo Nezhi of Chengguo more than a thousand years ago." Wang Lang blushed and became thick-necked when he said this.

Mo Nezhi was a famous painter more than a thousand years ago. There are very few paintings of him left in the world. Even in the National Museum, there are only two paintings of his.

However, there are many legends about his paintings, and in later generations, many painters like to copy his paintings.

So although there are not many paintings of Mo Nezhi left, there are many painters who copy his paintings.

Since it is a copy, it is natural to follow the style of Monet, so there are traces of Monet in those paintings, but they are not as good as Monet's paintings.

Old Wang and Old Gao have lived for so long, and naturally they have seen Monet's paintings, so they are relatively familiar with his painting style. For example, seeing that there are traces of Monet's paintings on this piece, and it seems to be an authentic work of Monet, how can it not make people excited?

"I have never heard that Master Monet can also micro-carve?"

"Yes, but I think this should be carved by Monet himself, and it cannot be done by others."

Old Wang and Old Gao treated the piece of paper as a treasure, holding it in their hands, looking at it carefully with their heads against each other.

"Awesome!" Chi Le was speechless after hearing what the two said. He pushed Chu Nan with his shoulder and showed a look of admiration to Chu Nan.

He didn't regret not giving it to Chu Nan after knowing that it was a micro-carving and it was carved by the famous Mo Nezhi, as Chu Nan thought before.

Chu Nan was still very happy about this and felt that he was lucky to have such a friend.

On the other side, Mr. Wang and Mr. Gao were already calling their friend, who was an expert who had studied Mo Nezhi's paintings for decades.

"Young man, you don't mind staying here for a while." After the call, Mr. Wang asked Chu Nan.

Chu Nan shook his head. Mr. Wang was afraid that he would take him away when he left.

"That's good, that's good." When Wang Lao saw Chu Nan shaking his head, he immediately smiled happily, like a child who got candy.

"Little brother, do you want to come to my house for a visit?" Gao Lao, who was standing next to him, thought that it might take more than half an hour for his friend to come over, and he couldn't let Chu Nan wait here.

"That's troublesome." Chu Nan thought that he had asked Master Fang to open it before, and he had already opened it up. The quality was very good, and he had just asked someone to send the originals to the hotel.

It took a lot of effort to polish that piece of wood, and now my hands still hurt, and my legs are a little sore after standing for so long.

After returning the magnifying glass in Gao Lao's hand to its owner, Chu Nan followed Wang Lao and left.

Wang Lao's house was not far from here, so Chu Nan and his friends arrived at Wang Lao's house soon. Chi Le also joined in the fun and followed Chu Nan.

Even Jin Bingcheng and Cao Jiangan came along, after all, they were also very interested in the micro-carving that Chu Nan had opened.

"Sit down." Wang Lao's house was an antique house with a Jiangnan style.

After they welcomed Chu Nan into the living room, they asked the servants at home to serve them tea and snacks.

"I wonder if it can also open our eyes." Jin Bingcheng was already a little impatient to see what the v-shaped carving looked like, because it had been held by Gao Lao before.

At this time, since they had arrived at Wang Lao's house and everyone sat down to rest, he wanted to take a quick look at what the micro-carving looked like.

"Yes, yes, let's see, let's see." Cao Jiangan echoed Jin Bingcheng's words.

"Then you have to be smaller." Old Gao looked at the two of them and was a little reluctant, but in the end he handed the micro-carving to Jin Bingcheng.

"Isn't this amazing? I didn't expect the ancients to have such a talent."

Jin Bingcheng and Cao Jiangan praised it after reading it.

But they wondered why the ancients had such a scarce resource and could still have such a superb memory. They were very puzzled about this. Even with modern technology, it is impossible to carve paintings on such a small thing.

After all, it is very troublesome to fix such a small thing. The machine will occasionally slide when operating. If there is a slight offset, the piece will be useless.

In fact, many fine works still need to be operated manually. After all, machines are not omnipotent.

"Ouch." The two of them looked at it for a long time. Just when they wanted to return it to Chu Nan, their hands suddenly shook and it fell to the ground.

"Hiss." Everyone gasped when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Where is it? Find it quickly." Old Wang and Old Gao were sitting on the chair, drinking tea and chatting with Chu Nan.

When they heard the noise here, they also became anxious.

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