Mu Baixue stopped when she passed by Chen Yang. She stared at his handsome face with her beautiful eyes. She smiled before she spoke and asked softly: "Is this your first time for this little brother to play here?"
"Sister, you have good eyesight. This is my first time here."
Chen Yang responded with the corners of his lips raised slightly.
"Haha, okay. My sister reminds you, don't be too impulsive when doing things, otherwise you will easily suffer losses."
Mu Baixuedao looked Chen Yang up and down with a smile, his eyes showing admiration.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for reminding me." Chen Yang replied gratefully. He glanced at her back and suddenly noticed that she was walking with a slight limp. He said, "Mr. Mu, do you suffer from leg disease? Did you suffer from frostbite when you were a child?"
"Huh? How did you tell? You are a doctor?"
Mu Baixue suddenly stopped and looked back at Chen Yang in surprise.
"I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, my name is Chen Yang. If you need anything, you can go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the People's Hospital to see me."
Chen Yang smiled faintly.
"Okay, I will go find you after the exhibition is over." Mu Baixue looked at Chen Yang, her eyes shining with hope.
There are quite a lot of varieties at the antique fair, including ceramic antiques, palace toys, gold and silverware, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, etc.
At this time, a Ming Dynasty calligraphy and painting by Tang Bohu attracted everyone's attention. This painting was a "Picture of a Lady with Apricot Blossoms". In the painting, apricot flowers bloom, grass sprouts, and butterflies fly, symbolizing the recovery of all things. Standing on the grass
A topless woman on the lawn twisted her slender waist and danced gracefully, looking lifelike.
But the authenticity of the painting is a bit unclear, because the paper material does not match the Ming Dynasty, which is very delicate and smooth. The paper in the Ming Dynasty was rough and textured due to technical reasons at the time. Therefore, it looks a bit different from this point of view.
Like the real thing.
At the same time, Chen Yang also came to the painting. Inadvertently, he blinked his eyes and turned on his clairvoyance ability. He actually saw the painting within the painting, which surprised him.
Just when everyone was gathering around and talking, a capable male host walked to the center of the exhibition hall and said: "Dear guests, today our President Mu specially invited two famous treasure appraisers from Beijing - Mr. Xu.
and Mr. Li. If you have any questions or have any questions about antique appraisal, Mr. Xu and Mr. Li can answer them for you."
Everyone turned around and made way for a passage, only to see two kind-hearted old men walking over side by side.
At this time, Ling San walked up to the "Picture of Ladies with Apricot Blossoms" with a stern expression on his face, looked at the two treasure appraisal experts, and asked: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Li, I bought this painting a few days ago.
.Please two of you identify the authenticity of this painting."
"Then come Mr. Xu. You are professional in calligraphy and painting."
Mr. Li smiled slightly and motioned Mr. Xu to come forward.
So Mr. Xu walked to the calligraphy screen and took out a magnifying glass from his handbag. When experts appraise this kind of painting, they must start from the painting skills and painting style, and then evaluate the quality of the painting paper and the age of its existence. Then
It's just things like seal ink pads.
Mr. Xu looked carefully up and down for a moment, then put away the magnifying glass. It was obvious that the identification had been completed.
"Mr. Xu, is this painting the authentic work of Tang Bohu?"
Someone asked impatiently.
"I can tell you clearly that this painting is a fake, an imitation, not an original."
Mr. Xu said with a solemn expression.
"Fake?" Ling San immediately drooped his face, and then said repeatedly: "No way, no way, it's definitely not a fake. I spent a million to buy it."
"One million? Haha, you are not worth ten thousand!"
Mr. Xu took the words and said seriously.
"ah!"
The people onlookers were surprised and looked at each other, staring blankly at Ling San. Suddenly they realized that Ling San's head was indeed very big.
At the same time, Liu Zhixiang showed a proud smile on his face and looked at the dark-faced Ling San with a look of gloating.
While everyone was talking about it, Chen Yang walked over with a solemn expression and studied the fake "Apricot Blossom Ladies" calligraphy and painting like an expert.
"Hey, hey, just look at it? Do you understand?"
Ling San, who was furious, pulled Chen Yang away and said impatiently.
Chen Yang frowned and was about to retort when he heard Liu Zhixiang ask: "Mr. Xu, where did you see that it was a fake?"
Because Liu Zhixiang has always been fond of antiques, calligraphy and painting, and has done a lot of research in this area, but he has little talent, he couldn't help but ask.
Mr. Xu turned around and looked at Mr. Li, smiled slightly and said confidently: "First of all, it's paper. The paper in the Ming Dynasty is rough and has a bumpy feel; but the paper of this painting is smoother and more delicate. It is obviously made by modern craftsmanship."
The second thing is to look at the style. Tang Bohu’s paintings have a characteristic, especially when he paints beauties, his eyebrows are raised. But although the eyebrows are raised in this painting, it is different from Tang Bohu’s style..."
At this time, Mr. Li saw that Ling San was filled with regret and stepped forward to persuade him: "Although it is an imitation, the painting style is somewhat similar to that of Tang Bohu. I just want to collect it and play with it. Since the young man bought it, he should keep it well."
Get up and study."
Ling San was accustomed to being proud and complacent, so he could not tolerate Mr. Li's pity. He pulled the painting off the wall and was about to tear it off when Chen Yang spoke hurriedly.
"slow!"
Chen Yang raised his hand to stop Ling San and asked: "Master Ling, please sell this painting to me."
When Ling San and everyone heard Chen Yang's words, they looked at Chen Yang in surprise.
"You, you really want it?"
Ling San didn't believe it and asked Chen Yang again.
"Yes, please make a price."
Chen Yang nodded seriously.
Ling San frowned at the moment, smiled thoughtfully and said coldly: "I'll sell it to you at the original price of one million yuan."
"boom!"
Everyone was shocked by Ling San's words. Is this kid crazy? It is obvious that the painting is not worth ten thousand yuan, but he is still asking for the original purchase price.
However, Chen Yang did not show much surprise. His face was as calm as water, and he asked with a faint smile: "Ling San, Mr. Xu just said that your painting is not worth ten thousand yuan. You can't make it cheaper."
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Ling San frowned and insisted: "Just one million! Not even one cent less."
"Okay, one million is one million, I bought it. But you have to write me a receipt."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Liu Zhixiang, who had a horrified expression on his face, and said: "Lend me one million, and I will pay you back 1.2 million with interest and principal tomorrow!"
"Chen Yang, I do have the money in my card, but... are you confused? You can't be angry about this. If you buy this fake painting for one million, are you going to have water in your head?"
Liu Zhixiang looked at Chen Yang with surprise on his face, feeling that this boy seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and spent one million to buy a fake painting.