Chapter 74: : Teacher and friend

This situation makes Jiangnan puzzled, neither is the stone nor the bamboo...so...
Jiang Nan noticed the inscription next to him, and he suddenly lost a laugh, even ignoring it.
"The inscription is the authenticity of Zheng Banqiao?"
The next moment is a string of numbers...100%.
"O chicken and k."
Jiangnan feels happy.
But there is no arrogant, think about it, what useful information can you get?
This thought, I really thought of something. Since the person working with Zheng Banqiao must be an acquaintance of Zheng Banqiao, it will be more compelling if this can be more clear.
So continue the road of testing...
"A friend of Zheng Banqiao?"
"20%."
rub!
Jiang Nan was a little confused again, and this kind of data came out again, which was a bit painful.
emmm... Think about it for a moment, is it a friend again, another identity... also a teacher and a friend?
Keep trying...
"Teacher Zheng Banqiao?"
"0%."
"Zheng Banqiao's wife?"
"0%."
"A student of Zheng Banqiao?"
"100%."
by! That's right.
Jiang Nan was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.
But even though he didn't say anything, his smile was obvious. This made Old Man An, who had been paying attention to him, couldn't help asking: "Little brother, do you see anything?"
"What do you see?" Jiang Nan asked back.
His words suddenly made the faces of the surrounding old men more ugly...
"Huh! Let me just say it, at such a young age, it is impossible to be a master at all!"
"Yes, that is, Elder An, you were probably cheated, right?"
"Sure enough, at a young age, if he understands better than the few of us present, I would rather slap myself."
It was the fattest old man who looked down on Jiangnan the most, mockingly.
Old man An was also a little embarrassed, but he promised to vowed that Jiang Nan's eyesight was extraordinary. If Jiang Nan was really not what he thought it was, it would be a slap in the face in front of a few old friends.
Even An Qi frowned, questioning Jiang Nan.
"Little brother, didn't you really see it." Old Man An said with a wry smile almost.
"Elder An, what are you looking at?" Jiang Nan asked suspiciously, "You haven't told me, what do you want me to look at? Is this a painting? Yes, I can clearly answer that you are a painting. ."
"Uh!" Old man An was taken aback, and then quickly explained: "Yes, yes, I am always confused. I want you to see if this painting is Zheng..."
Elder An wanted to say whether it was Zheng Banqiao’s authentic work, but before he could finish speaking, the fattest old man suddenly interrupted and said,
Old An, just ask him what year this painting is from!

"Yeah."
"Yes, yes, yes, that's a wonderful remark."
Several other old people also echoed.
Old man An was taken aback.
I quickly understood the thoughts of a few old friends. This is to slap Jiangnan in the face. If Jiangnan really doesn’t even know the age of this painting, and doesn’t even know that it is Zheng Banqiao’s painting, then the fun will be great. Up.
However, due to the face of these old friends, and now he has some doubts about Jiang Nan, so the conversation turned and said: "Little brother, what year do you see this painting is from?"
Jiang Nan sneered, and he could see through the tricks the other old guys were playing in their hearts.
He still knows a celebrity like Zheng Banqiao, a scholar in the Kangxi period, a juren in the tenth year of Yongzheng and a scholar in the first year of Qianlong.
So now we have to make sure that this painting is from Kangxi, Yongzheng or Qianlong period.
Quietly, a thought was thrown out...
"In the Kangxi period...0%..."
"During the Yongzheng Period...0%..."
"During Qianlong period...100%..."