Auction houses usually have professional appraisers, so the possibility of fakes is almost non-existent, but an eagle hunter may be blinded by an eagle. This Tang Bohu's painting is indeed exquisite, and even the paper is authentic.
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But overall, it is grafted. The painting was rubbed in a special way to make it look real. The paper is indeed from the Tang Bohu period, and there is nothing wrong with the signature and seal, but the real scroll should be somewhere else.
Perhaps after the painting is auctioned, the real painting will be the only one in the world and will be more valuable. It seems that this is also a way to make money.
If Li Xuanfeng hadn't had the divine consciousness of an immortal, Li Xuanfeng wouldn't have noticed anything wrong with this painting.
At this time, an old man walked up to Tang Bohu's paintings and praised them profusely. He kept criticizing them, "Boss, I really don't understand what's so good about these paintings." Ruan Xi didn't like these things. Instead, he liked weapons such as bronze swords.
"This painting is fake." Li Xuanfeng said suddenly.
This sentence immediately caught the attention of the old man looking at the painting, "What did you say, little friend?"
"I said, this painting is fake, a fake." Li Xuanfeng said calmly.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses next to the old man pushed up his glasses and smiled coldly, "Young people are talking nonsense and don't know how to pretend to understand. Do you know who the person in front of you is? What you want to say in front of this old man is
Grandstanding?"
"Boss?" Ruan Xi knew that Li Xuanfeng was very strong, but he couldn't say these things nonsense.
"Believe it or not." After Li Xuanfeng finished speaking, he was about to leave. At this time, another old man came over from a distance, "Young man, this painting was appraised by me personally. Do you think it is fake? Do you have proof? Can you say that?
Nonsense."
Ruan Xi said: "His name is Mao Antian, he is an appraiser at the auction house, and the old man just now is the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Society named Ye Zhishan. The person next to him is his disciple An Fu."
Mao Antian looked at Ye Zhishan and nodded lightly, "Master Ye."
"Master Mao." After the two nodded, they looked at Li Xuanfeng at the same time. Li Xuanfeng said: "This paper is genuine, but this painting was printed with extremely skillful means, and then combined with this real paper, it became like this.
The painting, which looks extremely realistic, is a veritable fake, because paper of this era is not difficult to find."
The two old men didn't speak, and Anfu laughed loudly, "Nonsense, do you think the rubbings can be perfectly integrated? Do you think we are all laymen?"
Li Xuanfeng said: "Believe it or not."
Sister Mei and Dong Lin walked out at this time, Liu Nanshan was also watching, "Brother Liu, who is this person?" Dong Lin walked over.
Liu Nanshan smiled and said, "Who is he? You should ask Brother Bai."
Dong Lin was startled, then laughed, "It turns out it's him."
Everyone knew that Li Xuanfeng had offended Bai Ning. He dared to hit someone here. He really didn't know the bounds of the world. Now he had a conflict with the appraiser.
Sister Mei looked at Li Xuanfeng with some worry, but it was not convenient for her to speak now, so she could only watch the development of the situation quietly.
"Boy, do you think you can talk nonsense? Your words are an insult to Master Mao. If you don't have evidence, you can't just let this matter go. You can also ruin Master Mao's reputation?" An Fuleng
Leng said.
Li Xuanfeng said: "Evidence? Of course there is. If you divide the painting into two and there is no ink mark in the middle, you can clearly see it at a glance."
After Li Xuanfeng finished speaking, there was an uproar around him. Do you want to destroy this authentic painting? This is an orphan. Once it is destroyed, there will be no such painting in the world.
"Destroy the painting? Do you know that this painting is worth at least hundreds of millions, can you afford to pay for it? How much is your life worth?" Bai Ning said from the side.
An Fu said: "Boy, bow and apologize to Master Mao now, and then get out. We can forget about it and forgive your arrogant words."
"Boss, what should I do?" Ruan Xi knew that Li Xuanfeng had offended the public.
Li Xuanfeng smiled, "Your name is An Fu, right? How about we have a bet?"
"Betting? How to bet?" An Fu was stunned.
"After destroying this painting, if I am wrong, then I will compensate you according to the price of the painting. If I am right, then you must bow to me and apologize, and then shut your mouth from now on." Li Xuanfeng said coldly.
Said coldly.
Before An Fu could say anything, Bai Ning came out, "I said, this painting is worth at least 100 million. Do you have that much money? Of course, if Brother Ruan wants to pay you, that's another matter."
Li Xuanfeng said: "Do you want to verify the capital? Feel free." He can ask Zhang Peng to transfer money to him with just one phone call. Zhang Peng Development Company does not need to use 800 million directly, two or three billion is enough for Zhang Peng to develop his career.
Already.
"This Li Xuanfeng is a rich man who doesn't know where the sky is and where he comes from. Even if he has money, he wouldn't spend it like this. Even if he compensates for this painting and offends Master Mao and Master Ye, I'm afraid his life will not be easy in the future."
Dong Lin said with a smile.
Liu Nanshan shook his head and did not answer. In his opinion, Li Xuanfeng was an arrogant person who spoke unabashedly. He said he wanted to destroy the Bai family. Did he think that the Bai family was an ant nest?
"Young man, this painting is precious, don't ruin it just because of anger." Ye Zhishan really couldn't stand it.
People around were watching the show. Li Xuanfeng picked up the painting and moved it with his hands. This masterpiece in the eyes of others was divided into two parts. Ye Zhishan's eyebrows were twitching. If it weren't for his cultivation, he would have started to curse.
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The scroll was divided into two, and Li Xuanfeng grabbed one half at will, "Look, the power of this painting can leave traces on the back through the paper, but there are no ink traces in the middle. Is it true or false? Do you still need me to explain?
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Even laymen are stunned when they see this scene. Yes, there are both top and bottom, but why there is no middle. The only explanation is that this painting is grafted. As for what method is used, no one knows, but it is certain.
Yes, some special method must have been used.
"This, how is this possible?" Mao Antian couldn't believe it. He had been determined for so many years and had never encountered such a thing. He put on his reading glasses and began to study, praising and cursing at the same time, praising the faker for being able to mistake the fake for the real.
Damn, he scolded these fakers for a good death, which ruined his reputation for the rest of his life.
Li Xuanfeng looked at An Fu, "Now that you have lost, bow."
An Fu hesitated and asked him to bow to a young man now. How could he look so embarrassed?
"Li Xuanfeng, don't be so arrogant. You won by luck. Why do you have to be aggressive?" Bai Ning saw that Li Xuanfeng was unhappy and spoke again.
Li Xuanfeng gouged out Bai Ning and said, "Shut up, don't you want the other half of your teeth too?"
Bai Ning was furious and was about to speak when Bai Xuanjing came over and slapped Bai Ning on the face, "Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"
Bai Ning gritted his teeth, with a look of resentment on his face, but did not speak. He just looked at Li Xuanfeng and left directly. Everyone around him fled away. No one dared to touch Bai Ning's troubles at this time.
"Huh?" Liu Nanshan was surprised. He didn't expect that Li Xuanfeng was really right. Appraisal does not rely on luck, but definitely on eyesight.
And Mao Antian is definitely the best among the appraisers, otherwise he would not be able to become the appraiser of the auction house. He has never made any mistakes in so many years, and Li Xuanfeng can actually see through it at a glance?
"Interesting." Dong Lin said with a smile.
Sister Mei looked at Li Xuanfeng with bright eyes, "Bad brother, what other abilities do you have that my sister doesn't know about?"
Li Xuanfeng looked at An Fu again at this time, "Are you going to break your promise? Is this what the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association teaches his apprentices?"
"You, you dare to insult my master?" An Fu was furious.
At this time, Ye Zhishan walked out and said, "That's enough. Are you willing to admit defeat and not apologize?"
Ye Zhishan spoke, and An Fu could only do it even if he didn't want to. After bowing three times, An Fu stood aside with a gloomy face, while Mao Antian came over and clasped his fists in salute, "Thank you, little friend. If I hadn't discovered it in time, I would have
I’m afraid this old face has been completely disgraced.”
"Master Mao, you're welcome."
"I don't dare call myself a master in front of my friends."
Li Xuanfeng only relied on his spiritual consciousness and was not really determined, so he didn't say it politely, "I am just lucky."
An Fu spoke again at this time, "Maybe this fake painting was made by you."
An Fu's words immediately aroused the curiosity of the whole audience. Yes, the person who made it naturally knew that the painting was fake. Li Xuanfeng smiled, and his smile made An Fu feel uneasy. "Then we are taking a gamble. If this painting is not
If I made it, I will cut off your tongue. I just made a bet to make you shut up your bad mouth. You broke your promise and got fat. If you dare to bet this time, I will never let you prevaricate. And if you can prove that this painting is mine
If you cheat, then I can guarantee it with my life, do you dare?"
An Fu suddenly lost his temper. What can you say if you are gambling with your life? And once you lose, you will have no tongue. It was already embarrassing enough just now. Do you want to continue to be embarrassed now?
Ye Zhishan frowned. He was a little dissatisfied with his disciple. He talked too much today. Mao Antian burst out laughing. "My dear friend, if he is upright, he would never do such a thing. Moreover, this kind of counterfeiting technique is extremely secretive. I am not
I'm bragging, but I can't see it and very few people can see it. If it's really what I did, why would I expose myself? Are there such stupid people in this world?"
After saying that, Mao Antian glanced at An Fu, who lowered his head directly, "My little friend, you have a vicious look in your eyes. You helped me save my face today. Otherwise, if someone buys the fake product, I will be really embarrassed."
Li Xuanfeng nodded lightly, while Mao Antian was quite open-minded, "I wonder if you think there is anything wrong with the other auction items here?"
"Except for this painting, everything else is real." After Li Xuanfeng finished speaking, the people around him felt relieved.
Liu Nanshan drank the wine in the glass and said, "Interesting." I originally thought that Li Xuanfeng was talking nonsense, but I didn't expect that Li Xuanfeng was really piercing and could see fire.