Mr. Bai was in a very good mood after receiving the picture of seeking immortality.
But when she heard her son's question inexplicably, her eyes fell on Baili Wenrou, and she was puzzled, "Girl Baili, tell me what you have to say. There's no need to argue with uncle."
"Actually, it's nothing. I just happened to have learned how to identify the authenticity of cultural relics, and I just saw a few other paintings that felt a little inappropriate. Although it's presumptuous to say this..." Baili Wenrou didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed.
After all, if the fake painting was done simply out of consideration for others' face, it would be a sign that the other person is an old friend of the Xi family.
As expected, Mr. Bo was very shocked when he heard Baili Wenwen's words.
Even Bai Mingxiang was a little surprised.
It's not that I don't believe Baili Wenwen, but I think these words are a bit abrupt.
After all, all these paintings have been seen by experts. Is it possible that Mrs. Xi, who has learned the technique of identifying authenticity, can immediately identify the mistakes made by experts?
"No way? My father has collected these paintings for a long time, how could they be fake?" Bai Mingling was also shocked.
At this time, Xi Aotian finally understood the reason why Baili Wenrou sent the painting just now.
Although Bai Mingling next to me didn't believe that her father's paintings were fake at all.
Bai Mingxiang was calm, "If I were not 100% sure, I believe that the legendary and mythical Mrs. Xi would not be so reckless."
Because he would not question Baili Wenwen, he felt a little warm in his heart at this time.
"Tch, brother, you are just misled by beauty." Bai Mingling couldn't help pouting, and then said to herself, "I want to see if this Mrs. Xi is as powerful as the legend says. Nowadays, cultural relics can't do everything.
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Because Master Fu was busy, the painting was sent.
"Brother, you said this is the first person to question my father's collection! Does Mrs. Xi really know how to paint?" Bai Mingling turned to look at Bai Mingxiang and said softly.
At the same time, he also looked at Baili Wenwen with a smile, "Thank you Baili girl for not being shy about the old man's face and bringing it up directly, otherwise it would be very embarrassing by then."
Then he looked at the astonished Mr. Bai and said seriously: "Although Baili has only learned this knowledge, he is much more accurate than experts. In today's society, many experts just buy a certificate with money.
So Mr. Bai, you’d better find more people to check these paintings! Otherwise, if these paintings are shown to visitors who love calligraphy today, it will be bad if something goes wrong.”
I originally thought that Baili Wenwen was quite good, but now I suddenly felt that she was a little too conceited.
"Okay, it just so happens that Master Fu is at the art exhibition today, so I asked him to come and take a look at these paintings." Of course, Mr. Bai accepted Xi Aotian's suggestion immediately.
Who would have known that only half an hour after the painting was sent out, Master Fu came in person.
After he came in eagerly, he found Mr. Bai with a bunch of paintings and said, "Old Bai! There is something wrong with all of your paintings! I think you need to change them into something as cultural relics for the afternoon display. Otherwise,
There are many well-known calligraphy enthusiasts here today, and if something goes wrong, Ming Xiang’s painting exhibition may have consequences in the future.”
Hearing this, Mr. Bai reacted in shock, but he quickly calmed down because he had been mentally prepared.
And he took the painting given by Baili Wenrou from the table and handed it to Master Fu, "What do you think of this painting?"