Zeng Shaoxiang quickly said with a smile on his face, "Qin Feng, don't be impulsive. I was indeed delayed because I had something to do, so I came late.

As your elder, I will naturally not be untrustworthy. Since you came to pick up this book on behalf of your mother, then wait for a moment and I will bring the book for you."

After saying that, Zeng Shaoxiang signaled Qin Feng to wait for a while, and then he turned around and left.

Since Zeng Shaoxiang appeared, he naturally no longer was in a hurry. So the old god waited.

More than ten minutes later, Zeng Shaoxiang held an ancient book in his hand and placed it in front of Qin Feng, and said with a smile: "Qin Feng, look at it. If there is no problem, I will return to the original owner." After handing the book to Qin Feng, Zeng Shaoxiang's eyes kept staring at Qin Feng, with an extremely nervous expression on his face.

Qin Feng took the book and read it carefully for about seven or eight minutes, then slowly raised his head and showed a disdainful sneer on his face: "Uncle Zeng, this is the last time I called you. From now on, we are like passers-by. So now, I would like to ask you a question, give me a fake version of the "Tao Te Ching" of Master Hanshan from the Ming Dynasty. What do you mean by? Do you hide it from the world? Or do you want to replace the pillars? To be honest, you, an old man in your sixties, play this kind of trick in front of a young man like me, don't you feel that it's too shameless?

Who are you? You are a famous master of calligraphy and painting art. It is shameless to have done such a thing."

Zeng Shaoxiang's old face turned red and blue, he was both angry and ashamed, but speechless.

However, Zeng Shaoxiang is an old fox after all, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with it. He immediately said with confusion with his eyes: "Oh, is the book wrong? No, I got it from my study. Come on, I'll take it again."

After saying that, he took the ancient book from Qin Feng and looked at it in a pretentious manner. After reading it for a while, Zeng Shaoxiang nodded and said, "Sorry, Qin Feng, I really took it wrong. Usually, this book is placed on my desk. The ancient book is when the nanny cleans up the room, and the fake one is placed on my desk."

Qin Feng said coldly: "Boss Zeng, I'm very curious. Since you usually read the real one, why should you prepare a fake one? Did it be specially prepared to deal with me?"

Zeng Shaoxiang hurriedly said, "No, Qin Feng, you misunderstood. The reason why I prepared a fake copy was to prevent some thieves with ulterior motives was that I had to do it. Because I stolen some time ago, I must focus on protecting such important things..."

Afterwards, Zeng Shaoxiang talked for more than ten minutes, but still refused to mention the matter of handing over the real letter to Qin Feng.

After listening for a while, Qin Feng understood what Zeng Shaoxiang meant. Regarding this cultural hooligan, he said bluntly: "Boss Zeng, you don't have to say so much to me. I'll ask you one thing, do you want to return our things to me? If you want to say you are willing, say you are unwilling, and don't care about him. Doing that is a waste of everyone's time."

Seeing that he could not fool him, Zeng Shaoxiang immediately showed a serious look on his face and said, "Qin Feng, it's not that I don't want to give you this book, but that this book is of great importance and is invaluable. With your current identity and status, it is not enough to control this book at all, and it may even bring you a murderous disaster. You are Qin Ruijie's child, so I naturally have to be responsible for you.

If you really want to reply to this book, let your mother come. As long as she speaks, I will never have any words."

When Qin Feng heard this, his face darkened and he said to himself: "If my mother can come, why should I ask you for this book? The purpose of my request for this book is to save my mother."

Of course, in this case, Qin Feng naturally could not say directly to Zeng Shaoxiang, but said coldly: "Boss Zeng, you don't have to play these twists and turns with me. I can tell you clearly that my mother is traveling abroad now, and she must not come here, but now I really need this book, so I hope you don't act like a hooligan with me. I believe you should be clear about the relationship between us mother and son. My mother's things are no different from mine."

Zeng Shaoxiang couldn't help but frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly said: "Qin Feng, the reason why I say this is not to be a hooligan, but because this book has extremely high historical research value, extremely high calligraphy research value, and even the illustrations and paintings in the book have extremely high painting research value, which has extremely high reference value for our study of the history, calligraphy and painting art of the Ming Dynasty.

So, in order to ensure that the excellent things in our country are not covered with dust, I ask you to leave this book with me, which is based on the overall consideration."

Qin Feng sneered and said, "Boss, you don't have to use the big picture to suppress me. I can handle my own things no matter what I want. Even if it is set on fire, it has nothing to do with you. What's more, why do you think that only you can study what you can do? I can do everything you can."

Zeng Shaoxiang smiled, he was waiting for Qin Feng's words.

Zeng Shaoxiang said in a deep voice: "Qin Feng, if you say this, I have to test your level well. Otherwise, Qin Feng, please write a few words for me to see if I can reach a certain level."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Boss Zeng, I am very frank, I despise your ink-shooting calligraphy art and eye-closing calligraphy art, especially ugly calligraphy art. I think that it is not art at all, but hype, and garbage. Therefore, there is no common language between us. And you are not qualified to evaluate my artistic level."

Zeng Shaoxiang smiled: "It seems that he really does not want to make a difference. Otherwise, Qin Feng, when you think your calligraphy and painting level can surpass me, you can come and challenge me at any time. As long as your level is higher than me, I can hand this book to you at any time."

Zeng Shaoxiang has a good plan. In his opinion, Qin Feng is so young and may not be interested in calligraphy and painting at all. Even if he is interested, he cannot surpass Zeng Shaoxiang, who has been in this industry for more than 30 years.

Therefore, Zeng Shaoxiang believes that his proposal of this condition is enough to stump Qin Feng.

But unexpectedly, Qin Feng said lightly: "Zeng Shaoxiang, do you keep your word? I hope you don't be as untrustworthy as before?"

Zeng Shaoxiang said with a smile: "I am calm in my words."

Qin Feng said: "Okay, since that's the case, then we will challenge you tomorrow afternoon, because I can't believe your words now. Of course, in order to prevent us from cheating, I think we should hire some big bowls that are more famous in our entire northern literary and artistic circles, and scholars and experts come to serve as judges. The judges must be unanimously recognized by us. What do you think?"

Zeng Shaoxiang nodded: "This is for sure. Don't worry, I will definitely come to find some top expert judges to evaluate the calligraphy and painting skills of our two people. I don't know that you have heard of Zhang Entai, the famous art museum director of Yanjing City. He is very famous in the calligraphy, painting and collection circles in Yanjing City. And I heard that recently, several big bowls from the collection circle are also in Yanjing City. I plan to ask him to help invite two top collectors to serve as judges."

Qin Feng supported Zeng Shaoxiang to mention Director Zhang Entai, and immediately remembered the Director Zhang who met at the entrance of Xinyuan Hotel before who wanted to buy Huangfu Yun's four-character calligraphy work. He remembered that the name written on the business card of Director Zhang was Zhang Entai.

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "Wait for a moment, I'll check his information first."

Zeng Shaoxiang immediately showed a confident smile on his face and said, "You check it out."

Qin Feng immediately searched with his mobile phone. After searching for a while, Qin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, Zhang Entai seems to be a celebrity in the collection and art circles of Yanjing City. Then let him do it. As for the judges he invited, they must be confirmed on the spot by both of us. How about it?"

Zeng Shaoxiang nodded: "Okay, no problem. We will implement the judges' matters tomorrow morning and hold a challenge directly in my art museum at 3 pm. How about it?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Okay, that's fine. But how do we determine the content of our game?"

Zeng Shaoxiang said: "Let's do this, our competition is divided into three levels. The first game is compared to antique appraisal. The reason is that this book is an antique. If you want to take it away, you must understand the appraisal of antiques and the value of this book. This is a test of your ability."

Qin Feng frowned and said, "This is not good. Antique appraisal involves all aspects of knowledge, so it seems unfair, right?"

In fact, Qin Feng’s meaning is that this is not fair to Zeng Shaoxiang.

But Zeng Shaoxiang was wrong, thinking that Qin Feng was not fair to him, and immediately retorted: "There is no fairness or unfairness. The content value of super classic books like the Tao Te Ching cannot be described in words. In addition, this book was personally annotated and supervised and printed by Master Hanshan of the Ming Dynasty. The value of its cultural relics cannot be measured by economic value. Therefore, if you do not know how to appreciate and protect antiques, how can you ensure that this book can be preserved forever? Qin Feng, I don't think there is any fairness or unfairness in this regard, but we must set up such evaluations, whether for you or me, it is necessary."

Qin Feng frowned and said, "Then where does this antique come from?"

Zeng Shaoxiang said: "Of course, it was brought by the judge. Judge Zhang Entai, you have also learned about him. I believe you should be clear that this Director Zhang is not only a calligrapher, but also a painter, but also a collector. His collection is all-encompassing. He brought an antique to us for appreciation and competition. Isn't this more fair and reasonable?"

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, since you said that, I have nothing to say, so what is our second and third item?"

Zeng Shaoxiang said: "This is too simple. The second item is more than calligraphy art and the third item is more than painting art. To put it bluntly, ask experts to give questions on the spot. We both each create a calligraphy work and painting work according to the contents of the experts' questions. How about it, do you have any objections?"

Qin Feng sighed and said, "Boss Zeng, you are so hard for someone."

When Qin Feng said this, Fan Hongjian and Zhuge Qiang were both laughing, but they all tried hard to hold it in.

Zeng Shaoxiang was all his attention on Qin Feng, so he naturally couldn't see other people's expressions. Seeing the dissatisfaction and unwillingness that Qin Feng showed, his mood became more and more relaxed, and he immediately said: "Qin Feng, I have to tell you one thing carefully. Some things can only be controlled by those who are virtuous, otherwise, those who are not virtuous will bring disaster. I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts."

Qin Feng nodded with a serious expression: "Okay, I understand. Then let us encourage each other!"

After saying that, Qin Feng led everyone out of Zeng Shaoxiang's art museum.

Looking at the backs of Qin Feng and the others leaving, Zeng Shaoxiang showed a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "Qin Feng, Qin Feng, fight with an old fox like me, you are still tender!"

After saying that, Zeng Shaoxiang took out his cell phone and called Director Zhang Entai. On the phone, there was another wave of flattery, and then he asked Zhang Entai to ask him to come over and ask two people to be judges.

After listening to it, Zhang Entai pondered for a while before he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Shaoxiang waved his arm hard and said, "It's OK, tomorrow's challenge is ready, Qin Feng, you will definitely lose! This book will belong to me in the future!"
Chapter completed!