A treasure-appraisal maniac

Looking at the painting again, Guan Haishan quickly frowned, while Gu Rongxuan next to him had a solemn expression.

"Mr. Gu, what do you think of this painting?" Lu Fei said.

"Evil nature, so evil nature!"

"What does Mr. Gu think? You might as well tell him directly." .??.

Gu Rongxuan looked at Lu Fei and said.

"The original artist of this "Summer Mountain Picture" is Dong Yuan, Ju Ran's master and the founder of the Southern School of landscape painting."

“This is clearly recorded in the Shiqu Baoji.”

"However, according to the records in "Shiqu Baoji", this painting is missing the two seals of "Xuanhe" and "Daguan"."

"What's even more sinister is that the silk and ink colors of this painting are both correct, but the cinnabar coloring is not up to date."

"The silk and ink are both from the Northern Song Dynasty, and the cinnabar is definitely from the late Ming Dynasty, or even the early Qing Dynasty."

“In addition, the painting’s craftsmanship and technique are impeccable.”

"But it's also a modern copy."

"Looking at the traces of mounting and copying, it can't be more than thirty years old."

"I've been looking at it for a long time. No matter how you look at it, this painting and the "Wind in the Pines" you showed me before were both painted by the same person."

"But this doesn't make sense."

"How can this person combine the skills of two great masters, Dong Yuan and Ju Ran, and perform them to the fullest?"

"This is incredible."

"Also, how did this person collect Chengxintang paper and silk from the Northern Song Dynasty, including pine smoke ink from the Northern Song Dynasty and cinnabar from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties?"

"This is really unreasonable!"

When Lu Fei heard this, his eyes narrowed as he smiled.

Found a treasure.

Found a big treasure!

Why haven't you discovered Gu Rongxuan earlier?

This man's eyesight is really awesome.

Talent!

"Lao Guan, what do you think?" Lu Fei asked.

"What Lao Gu said is absolutely correct."

"It's not a doubt, I can guarantee that this painting and "Wanhe Pine Wind Painting" are definitely from the same painting.

human hand. "

"Too damn evil."

"I have an impression of China's copying masters in the past thirty to fifty years, but those people will never achieve such attainments."

"I can guarantee that if this painting has all the seals and colors, and it is presented to Zhang Yanhe, the old man will definitely be impressed."

"This level is enough to make it look fake."

"Who is the master who copied this painting?"

"At this juncture, let me ask you another question."

"Do you know the name of the old shopkeeper of Wenzhen Pavilion?" Lu Fei asked.

Guan Haishan shook his head and said.

"How do I know this?"

"Ask Lao Gu about Liulichang. Not to mention the shopkeeper, he knows everything about which shop has what."

Gu Rongxuan nodded and said.

"Go back to boss, I really know this."

"Wenzhen Pavilion is also a century-old brand. It was founded by Bai Si during the Republic of China."

"Bai Si had three sons. The first two died early, and the third son, Bai Xiangchen, was in charge of Wenzhen Pavilion."

"I met Bai Xiangchen several times in the early years. He is a man of few words and rarely shows up. He does all his business and leaves it all to the counter."

"More than ten years ago, Bai Xiangchen passed away, and Wenzhen Pavilion was handed over to his eldest son Bai Zhonghua."

"This guy is not a business guy. In a few years, Wenzhen Pavilion is on the verge of bankruptcy."

"A few years ago, he handed over the store to his daughter to take care of it, and that's when things got better."

"Mr. Gu, as far as you know, what are the hobbies of Bai Xiangchen, the old shopkeeper of the Bai family?"

"For example, painting?"

"This, I really don't know."

"Balan Fei, do you suspect that this painting was painted by that Bai Xiangchen?" Guan Haishan asked.

"I don't know about this, I just have suspicion." Lu Fei said.

"You are little

Don't be suspicious, this is simply impossible. "

"How can you achieve such an accomplishment by working behind the scenes in an antique shop if you don't have the skills to do it behind closed doors?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Do you think all masters are just cabbages?" Guan Haishan said.

"Let's not talk about that first. You come with me first."

"Why go?"

"Quit the painting!"

"Withdraw the painting?"

"Return this painting?"

"That's right."

"Can someone refund it to you?"

"Master, I have a contract, why don't you refund it?"

Guan Haishan took the contract and took a look at it, and suddenly took a breath of air.

"Hold!"

"Are you kidding me again?"

Lu Fei rolled his eyes and said.

"What do you mean by deceiving people? It's obviously me who was deceived, okay?"

"I'm going over now. That's called rights protection."

"Uncle Wei!"

"I asked you why you came back with a fake. It turns out you didn't hold your shit in at all!"

"It's so fucking inconvenient for you to take action yourself and let Su He act with Chaoyue."

"The most hateful thing is that you even kept them both in the dark. You are such a thief." Guan Haishan said.

"What's wrong?"

"They are allowed to come and cause trouble, but I am not allowed to fight back, right?"

"How can it be so cheap?"

"Stop talking nonsense, follow me to withdraw the painting now." Lu Fei said.

"Pooh!"

"This contract of yours is a sinkhole. Don't drag me with this immoral thing. I won't go."

"The contract was made by Wenzhen Pavilion. They took Chaoyue Su He as their scapegoat and signed the contract with confidence and boldness."

"Even if it is a sinkhole, they dug it themselves. It can be said that it is their own fault."

"Let me tell you something else."