Chapter 645

668. Afraid Fang Yang can't paint it, and afraid Fang Yang will paint it too realistically! (Seeking full subscription)

——【I suggest Fang Yang hand-paint an Along the River During the Qingming Festival; I believe the painting Fang Yang makes will definitely be able to pass for the real thing.】

——【I also believe Fang Yang can definitely pass for the real thing, but I also feel this is simply an unnecessary thing.】

——【I just looked very carefully; this isn't about to hit the Rainbow Bridge, but two boats are about to collide.】

——【This is actually the Qingming Riverside Landscape Garden; I really haven't noticed it. I've been there many times before, but I've never linked it to the Along the River During the Qingming Festival.】

——【Being in a market, how could it not be chaotic? Go to a market yourself and see if it's chaotic or not; aren't those vehicles refusing to yield to each other? Actually, this doesn't prove anything, because it's been the same from ancient times to the present.】

——【I think Zhang Zeduan was far-sighted and really saw the crisis beneath the prosperity of the Northern Song Dynasty long ago.】

——【The dangerous boat Fang Yang mentioned earlier actually had its sails furled; it was just to accelerate downstream.】

——【Did you notice that there are actually over a dozen ghosts in the Along the River During the Qingming Festival?】

——【Actually, have you noticed that there is a person hidden under the bridge in the Along the River During the Qingming Festival?】

——【Song Dynasty boats had mast-lowering technology! It can be controlled.】

——【I prefer to go there and ride the swings.】

——【How could there be wards and markets in the Song Dynasty?】

——【Wards and markets were separated, yes, they existed.】

——【I've been to Kaifeng, it's quite fun, lots of small shows, lots of lanterns at night, super suitable for taking ancient-style photos.】

——【Do you still remember the Along the River During the Qingming Festival in the Chinese textbook? At the time, I saw someone doing the electric dance.】

——【There is a spot in the Along the River During the Qingming Festival where a child is clutching the bridge, looking like they are about to fall into the river.】

——【Is Kaifeng just a tourist spot imitating the Along the River During the Qingming Festival? Or is there actually a city that was the real place in the painting?】

The Along the River During the Qingming Festival really has many, many places for them to see.

After all, there are simply too many people in it; if someone hadn't already provided them with the specific numbers, I'm afraid they would have to repeat the counting over and over again, and might even make mistakes.

Fang Yang spent an hour or two explaining the Along the River During the Qingming Festival, and until it got later and later, he couldn't help but yawn and also said goodnight to the people in the live broadcast room.

It wasn't just Fang Yang and his team.

Even the people in the live broadcast room who were watching Fang Yang's stream were one by one very exhausted.

One by one, they said goodbye and goodnight to Fang Yang, and then one by one, they exited the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room plummeted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cameraman turned off the camera switch completely after two or three minutes.

Fang Yang and the cameraman talked for a bit, and then they each went to rest.

Early the next morning, Fang Yang climbed out of the big hotel bed, feeling groggy.

He didn't wake up naturally, but was directly woken up by the ringing of his phone.

At first, the phone only rang once, but gradually the ringing suddenly became very unusual.

It rang for less than a minute, stopped, and then continued to call.

669. Old photos from the Qing Dynasty? An antique-style mansion! (Seeking full subscription)

Fang Yang answered the phone just as the second call was about to be hung up.

"Old photos?"

"From the Qing Dynasty?"

"I see, I will go take a look in advance; um, just tell me the specific address."

As soon as Fang Yang talked about work, he immediately became serious from his previously groggy state; he quickly grabbed paper and a pen, and after the person on the phone told him a series of addresses, he immediately wrote them down on the paper.

Immediately after, he exchanged pleasantries with the person on the other end of the phone, and after confirming that the time was about right, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up, he lazily let out a yawn.

"I'm exhausted."

Fang Yang rubbed his eyebrows, truly feeling a bit tired.

This was not meant as a joke at all.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't give him a specific time, and Fang Yang could tell that although Boss Yang didn't say it on the phone, the other party probably wasn't in a hurry either.

So after he finished breakfast, he could go to the home of the person who supposedly had the old photos in the morning, and go to the Cultural Relics Bureau in the afternoon.

Fang Yang's planning of time was very swift.

There were almost no problems.

After eight o'clock in the morning, the driver and the cameraman also got up, and they had breakfast in the hotel lobby.

After Fang Yang handed one of the addresses to the driver, the driver took a look without any hesitation.

He lowered his head, entered the address he was going to, took a look, and then they set off immediately.

"It will take at most 20 minutes; you can rest a little, or you can start the live broadcast now."

The driver said this to them from the driver's seat.

After hearing the driver's words, Fang Yang and his team didn't hesitate at all; they gave a soft response and then continued with what they were doing.

20 minutes seemed like a long time, but in reality, it passed in a flash.

They quickly arrived at a place.

This was a house that looked antique.

It was filled with a classical flavor.

Fang Yang got out of the car and first observed the place, while the cameraman also raised his camera.

They rang the doorbell.

The slightly harsh sound of the doorbell rang out quickly.

Not only could the people inside the house hear this harsh sound, but for Fang Yang and his team, it was also a bit too harsh.

"I didn't expect that in this day and age, there would still be people using such an old-fashioned doorbell; I've only seen this at my grandmother's house."

The cameraman couldn't help but let out a complaint.

And just as this sound came out of his mouth, he saw someone walking toward them from not far away.

The cameraman licked his dry lips; at this moment, he didn't dare to say anything more.

He was truly very worried that if he continued talking, he would be misunderstood.

Or that they would have an unpleasant interaction because of something.

That was his worry.

However, the person who came to open the door for them didn't pay any attention to what the cameraman was thinking; his gaze only fell on Fang Yang, and he only focused on Fang Yang.

"So it's Mr. Fang Yang; our family has been waiting for you for quite a while. If you don't mind, please come over quickly now."

After saying this, the other party opened the door and couldn't wait to welcome Fang Yang inside.

670. Emperor's family portrait, a valuable photo! (Seeking full subscription)

Fang Yang nodded slightly.

Then they walked directly into this house that looked very classical.

An old man with gray hair was very happy to see Fang Yang.

"No nonsense, I'll take you to see the photos I've kept now."

The old man enthusiastically entertained Fang Yang and brought him into his study.

Fang Yang didn't say anything, but chose to walk into the room with the other person in silence.

The old man invited Fang Yang to sit down, and Fang Yang really sat down as the other person said.

After waiting for a while, he saw the old man walking over slowly and handing Fang Yang a photo wrapped in a frame.

"This is a group photo of the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Puyi, and his sisters."

The old man explained excitedly while speaking.

"This is the Seventh Princess Yunhuan, this is the Fourth Princess Yunxian, this is the Sixth Princess Yunyu, this is the Third Princess Yunying, this is the Second Princess, this is the Fifth Princess..."

Fang Yang looked at everything inside very seriously, following the old man's explanation.

Subsequently, after the old man finished his excited explanation, Fang Yang asked with a bit of doubt.

"Why don't you take this item to the Cultural Relics Bureau? If I'm not mistaken, Boss Yang told me on the phone that you have the intention to donate this to the museum."

Fang Yang still very much approved of people taking the initiative to donate cultural relics to the museum.

Speaking of this, the old man's expression became a bit off, and he even carried a bit of anger.

"This photo looks very new, and it's in color, so my old friends around me all say that this photo is fake and was taken by modern people."

"But how could I not know where this photo was left from?"

"This has been passed down from generation to generation; it is said that my ancestor from the Qing Dynasty opened a photo studio, and this was something he secretly copied and printed to keep for himself."