Pei Yu'an's mind is definitely fast enough, "Brother-in-law, are you saying that my jar is a fake? But according to the old man, his Fengyiting blue and white jar is known to many collectors in Chuzhou, and it is even more popular in his family. It has been collected by people for five generations. On the day I went there, there were several buyers bargaining there."
Shen Yu waved his hand, "It doesn't matter how many generations."
"Brother-in-law, why is this? Assuming this bottle is fake, I can't keep it forever, right? Who would still have a fake in their collection?"
Shen Yu: "Since the seller said it has been passed down for five generations, then when did his ancestor buy this bottle?"
Pei Yu'an touched his chin and said, "Let me do the math. Ancient people got married early, some were already married when they were sixteen or seventeen years old, and the average life span is much shorter than today. Antiques are usually inherited by the son after the father dies. When the elders are alive, the descendants Generally speaking, he will not inherit. Let’s consider him to be fifty years old. From this, it can be estimated that it is about the 30th year of Qianlong’s reign in the Qing Dynasty. There is no problem at all in terms of time.”
Shen Yu nodded: "But you have to know one thing. Although there was a magnifying glass at that time, it was a rare item. Not everyone could have it. Except for the royal family, even some first-class officials may not have it in their homes."
"Magnifying glass? Brother-in-law, let's talk about porcelain. What does the magnifying glass have to do with it?"
Pei Yu'an couldn't understand the meaning of Shen Yu's words at all. Porcelain said it well, why did it involve the magnifying glass again?
Shen Yu took a sip of tea slowly and said, "It's very simple, Yu'an, let me ask you, if the porcelain was fake when the ancestors of this family bought it, then no matter how many generations it is passed down, will it still be fake?"
Pei Yuan nodded: "Of course!"
"The splicing of ancient porcelain is so magical that it is basically impossible to distinguish it without a magnifying glass, or to be precise without a high-power magnifying glass or even a portable video microscope. So I infer that the ancestors of this family bought a fake when they bought it. Look, this jar Are there any contact marks on the soles?"
After speaking, Shen Yu handed the high-power magnifying glass to Pei Yuan.
Pei Yu'an looked at it with the mirror a dozen times, and then slapped the coffee table hard, "Oh, there are really contact marks. Did I get a punch in the eye?"
"Yu'an, you think you can identify porcelain after just a few years of research, but if you encounter a top expert who has been studying how to fake it for generations, you will still fail."
"Did that old man lie to me?"
"I can't say, but the possibility is very low. Normally, the other party's ancestors should have had their eyes opened when they bought it."
Shen Yu's words were purely to comfort Pei Yu'an.
The other party is 100% using deception, and those so-called bargaining buyers are also doing it for Pei Yuan.
If we don’t tell Pei Yu’an the truth, there is no point in going back to find it. There is 100% chance of getting the money back.
In addition, the other party is a relative from Yaoyao. Those who can deceive relatives are all old fritters, and Pei Yuan cannot deal with them.
Looking for an opportunity, Shen Yu is going to meet this group of swindlers, and he has to vent his anger on Pei Yu'an.
"Hey, it hit me again, 280,000!!! I didn't even hear a splash."
Pei Yu'an looked annoyed and was so angry that he wanted to slap himself.
"Okay, don't be downcast. Bring that painting quickly and I'll show it to you together."
Pei Yu'an beat her chest and said, "Brother-in-law, you are a full man but you don't know a hungry man is hungry. 280,000 means nothing to you, but it is a huge sum of money to me. This jar is fake, and that painting cannot be real. That painting I didn’t spend any money on the painting, it was the old man who gave it to me.”
"It's possible. Sometimes it's easier to find treasures by talking to each other. Isn't picking up the missing pieces just a bet on the other person's poor eyesight?"
Pei Yu'an was also a dead horse, taking out a painting from the wooden box.
The painting is in extremely poor condition.
It can even be said to be miserable, the rotten heaven and earth axis is gone, as if it will break if touched a few times.
Seeing Pei Yuan unfolding the painting casually, Shen Yu quickly stopped him, "Wait, don't move, let me do it."
Taking the painting carefully, Shen Yu ordered Pei Yu'an to clean up the coffee table, and asked him to find a clean rag to wipe the coffee table repeatedly. After confirming that there was no moisture, he unfolded the painting bit by bit with extremely slow movements. .
The painting is a vertical scroll.
Color on silk.
There is a painting title: "Viewing the Moon in the Han Palace".
In the painting, there are groups of palaces, the moonlight is like water, and more than a dozen ladies stand in different corners of the palace, admiring the full moon in the sky.
If you take a first look at the entire painting, you will definitely be attracted by the majestic and gorgeous palaces and pavilions in the painting.
The second eye will focus on the bright moon in the sky.
But after taking a closer look, the whole painting reveals a deep loneliness and sorrow.
Nothing else.
The palace door is locked.
The ladies in the painting, whether they are palace maids or concubines, can only stay in their own small courtyards.
The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival is supposed to be a day for family reunion, but I can't help myself in the palace. Even if I miss my loved ones very much, I can only look at the moon and sigh.
"Great painting!"
The name of this painting is Moon Viewing rather than Moon Appreciation, which is particularly appropriate for the occasion.
Appreciating the moon can only be called appreciating when you are in a good mood.
Looking at the moon when you are in a bad mood can only be called watching.
Shen Yu praised it softly and immediately began to look for the author's mark on the painting.
Unfortunately, he searched all over and couldn't find it.
"Anonymous painting?"
"Yes, otherwise the old man wouldn't have added the painting as a decoration. But after I bought it, I took it out and looked at it. There are words here, but I can't recognize them."
After speaking, Pei Yuan clicked on the trunk of a peach tree.
Following Pei Yuan's finger, Shen Yu looked over.
Isn't it? There are indeed two small words written on the tree trunk.
"Up to Yuan, down to Yao."
"It turns out to be a hidden money, and it's an authentic work by Yuan Yao, the master of world painting."
Yuan Yao, courtesy name Zhaodao, was a painter in the mid-Qing Dynasty.
This master was not well-known at the time, and even his birth and death years were unknown. However, because his painting skills were extremely good, and the original works passed down from generation to generation were so neat and gorgeous that people were amazed, the price was very high.
It can easily cost four to five million, with prices exceeding tens of millions and some selling for tens of millions.
In addition, Yuan Yao has a very famous uncle, Yuan Jiang, a famous court painter in the Qing Dynasty.
Shen Yulai's first pot of gold in Chuzhou was selling "Penglai Wonderland" imitated by Yuan Jiang, a late Qing painter, to Chen Guangnan for 100,000 yuan.
In some materials, when Yuan Yao is described, he is mostly introduced as Yuan Jiang's disciple.
Many people think that Yuan Yao is Yuan Jiang's son, but they are completely wrong.
The son of a biological brother is called Congzi, which means that Yuan Yao is Yuan Jiang's nephew.
Thanks to the guidance of Yuan Jiang, his uncle, Yuan Yao's painting skills are extremely good, and he has the potential to outperform his master.
After reading it with his special ability, Shen Yu explained the authorship and value of the painting to Pei Yuan in detail.
"Brother-in-law, if this painting is so ruined, will its value drop significantly?"
"Ancient paintings are only afraid of being fake, not rotten. As long as they are not rotten to pieces, they can be repaired. Don't worry, I will just find someone to repair them for you..."
After saying the words, Shen Yu suddenly laughed, "You don't collect, you just want to make some money. Come on, let me buy this painting directly. How much do you want?"
This chapter has been completed!