Gao Dewei and the two girls also came to Xue Chen's side, and they immediately looked at the calligraphy of this painting. When they saw the word "Yongzheng", the two girls who did not know much about calligraphy and painting works were shocked.
Call out.
"How is it possible? Is this a calligraphy and painting written by Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty?"
Xiong Linlin even said directly that it must be fake.
Xue Chen smiled and asked her why she thought it was fake.
"Of course it's fake. Yongzheng was the emperor, so how could his calligraphy and paintings be passed down casually? He was not a calligrapher who made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings." Xiong Linlin said this.
"You are wrong. Not only Yongzheng, but all the emperors of the Qing Dynasty were very talented. Yongzheng was not the only one who left calligraphy treasures. In the early Qing Dynasty, the Ministry of Internal Affairs opened the Ruyi Museum to cultivate calligraphy and painting talents, and members of the royal family
They all also practiced the art of calligraphy and painting, and Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong were the best among them, but among them, Yongzheng was the one who achieved the highest achievement in calligraphy."
While Xue Chen's eyes were scanning these eight words, he spoke in a calm and unhurried manner.
"Yongzheng's calligraphy is elegant and powerful, following Dong Qichang's smooth and harmonious style. It can be said that it is better than the calligraphy of Emperors Kangxi and Qianlong. It is both wonderful and versatile. Unfortunately, Yongzheng's calligraphy has a very low value in the market.
It is difficult to show it, but it is far behind Kangxi and Qianlong."
"Why?" Gao Dewei listened intently and asked subconsciously.
"I think Brother Gao can easily think of the root cause. It is naturally because of his fame. Kangxi was so grand. Emperor Qianlong and the two emperors must be higher than Yongzheng in the hearts of the general public, especially the Kangxi dynasty. These popular TV shows joking about Qianlong
The drama made the two emperors even more famous, which in turn led to the fact that Yongzheng's calligraphy was the best and most beautiful among the three emperors, but the value was indeed the lowest."
"That's right, I understand." Gao Dewei nodded suddenly.
Xue Chen carefully appreciated the calligraphy of Emperor Yongzheng and nodded in admiration. It was hard to imagine that an emperor could write calligraphy so well. It was really rare.
"Hey, you've said so much, but you haven't said whether this calligraphy and painting is true or false." Xiong Linlin pressed.
"Guess for yourself." Xue Chen replied, and at the same time he rolled up the calligraphy again, put it back to its original position, and then went to admire the next antique to be paid for.
Xiong Linlin snorted in dissatisfaction.
Gao Dewei smiled and followed.
After Xue Chen finished appreciating this piece of calligraphy belonging to Emperor Kangxi, at the other end of the conference table, Zhuge Yi was still appraising the first antique with a magnifying glass.
It's not that Zhuge Yi's speed is too slow, but that Xue Chen's speed is too fast!
To appraise an antique worth hundreds or even tens of millions, unless it is fake and very shoddy, you can tell at a glance, but if it is a fake made by an expert, it will take a lot of time to consider step by step and comprehensively consider all factors.
When considering the authenticity of an antique, even if you believe that it is 90% genuine, you still have to consider the other 10%. This last 10% is often the most time-consuming and energy-consuming.
But Xue Chen is different. Once he determines that 90% of an antique is authentic, he can directly use the ability of the jade pupil evolved from the ancient jade to identify it, or rely on whether there is aura on it, thus greatly reducing the time.
When she walked to the second antique to be credited, before Xue Chen could say anything, Li Jiayi exclaimed in admiration: "What a beautiful glass art piece, but, Xue Chen, is this also an antique?"
Xue Chen laughed and said: "This is not glass, it is colored glaze. As for whether it is an antique, it needs to be appraised to determine..."
Xue Chen also appreciated the next seven antiquities for payment one by one. It didn't take half an hour in total, but Zhuge Yi had just started on the third one.
Neither Gao Dechao nor Zhao Jinshu really took Xue Chen seriously, especially when they saw Xue Chen appreciating antiques and ended it hastily like a joke, which was even more outrageous.
You see how professional Mr. Zhuge Yi is. He uses a high-power magnifying glass to appraise a calligraphy and painting, almost inch by inch, and check every word.
Xue Chen sat back on the chair, and Gao Dewei sat aside and asked in a low voice quickly: "Brother, how was the result? Are there any problems?"
Xue Chen did not answer in a hurry, narrowed his eyes and said: "Brother Gao, after all, your brother invited Mr. Zhuge. Let's wait and see what Mr. Zhuge says. If I express my opinion now, it will be based on emotion and reason.
It’s not appropriate and will make outsiders think I’m rude.”
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Gao Dewei sat upright, glanced at the conference table again, and whispered in a low voice, "Huang Pizi is quite capable. Regardless of authenticity, where did he get so many good things?
, it’s quite complete, including calligraphy, painting, and porcelain.”
For three full hours, even the tea pots were changed several times, and the two girls almost fell asleep while waiting. Finally, Zhuge Yi, who looked tired, finished the appraisal of all eight antiques.
Gao Dechao said gratefully: "Mr. Zhuge, thank you for your hard work."
Zhuge Yi straightened his back, smiled and waved his hands and said: "I'm old, I'm really old. I can't bear to accept it. I can't keep up with my energy. Fortunately, I lived up to Boss Gao's commission and finally persisted in completing it."
"Mr. Zhuge, please sit down, have a drink of tea, and have a rest." Gao Dechao motioned to Zhuge Yi to sit down.
Zhao Jinshu, who was sitting on one side, tensed slightly when he saw Zhuge Yi completing the appraisal, but soon returned to his natural state and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuge is worthy of being invited by the Palace Museum. He is professional.
I, Zhao, admire you very much for your dedication."
Zhuge Yi glanced at Zhao Jinshu, his expression was very calm, without much expression change.
When the two girls saw that all eight antiques had been appraised, they both cheered up and wanted to hear the appraisal results with their own ears.
After sitting down and resting for a while, Zhuge Yi spoke: "I'm sorry, all eight antiques have been appraised. I will tell you my opinion now. Boss Gao, Mr. Zhao, you two listen.
Once you hear it, please don’t blame me if I’m wrong. After all, the authenticity and fakeness of antiques are ever-changing, and no appraiser can guarantee that his or her appraisal results are absolutely accurate.”
"Mr. Zhuge, you're welcome. You have worked in Liulichang for more than 40 years, so I can naturally trust you." Gao Dechao said, then he looked at Zhao Jinshu and asked, "Does Boss Zhao trust Mr. Zhuge's appraisal results?
"
Zhao Jinshu hesitated, then nodded with a smile: "If Boss Gao said it, of course I believe it."
"Since you two trust each other so much, I'll just talk nonsense, old man." As soon as Zhuge stood up, the fatigue just now disappeared and he regained his energy, showing a kind of confidence that came from his bones.
Xue Chen picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. At the same time, he looked at Zhuge Yi, waiting for the other party's identification results, thoughtfully.
"Eight antiques, including two pieces of porcelain, a Qing Dynasty folk kiln blue and white broken flower bowl, a Southern Song Dynasty Yaozhou kiln narrow-mouthed tea bottle with powder glaze, four paintings and calligraphy, one is an autumn mountain painting by Wang Shimin, one of the four painters of the Qing Dynasty.
One piece, an eight-character calligraphy by Emperor Yongzheng, and a morning scene of mountains and rivers by Huang Binhong, and... Tang Bohu's Night Drinking at Jinshan scroll, a Ming Dynasty colorful golden rooster ancient glaze ornament, and a high-quality blood Qin and Tian jade bracelet.
Only."
Zhuge Yi mentioned all the eight antiques.
When talking about the scroll of Tang Bohu's Night Drinking at Jinshan, Zhuge Yi's tone paused, and Xue Chen's eyes also narrowed, because this Tang Bohu's Night at Night Drinking at Jinshan is one of the eight antiques.
The most valuable one is a large-sized vertical scroll work. According to similar works auctioned in the past, the value is around 15 million.
"I spent three hours carefully appraising all eight antiques. Next, I will talk about the results of my appraisal."
"Please tell me." Gao Dechao stood with a frown on one side. The result of the appraisal was very important to him. After all, an antique is worth nearly ten million. If he misses it, it will be a big loss.
"After my appraisal, three of these eight antiques... I can't be sure about," Zhuge Yi said.
Not sure, what does it mean? Anyone here who knows a little bit about the antiques industry will understand what this means. Not sure means that there is something wrong with this item. Eighty percent of it is a fake. If you say you are not sure, it is for the treasure holder.
It's just to save a little face. Similarly, it is also to leave a way out for the appraiser himself, so that if he really makes a mistake, he has room to turn.
In other words, Zhuge Yi believed that three of these eight antiques were fishy and might be fakes or imitations.
Gao Dechao's eyes changed slightly, he glanced at Zhao Jinshu, and asked Zhuge Yi: "Mr. Zhuge, please tell me about those three things."
Zhao Jinshu's face was expressionless, nothing could be seen.
Zhuge Yi took a step forward and pointed with his finger: "The three things I am not sure about are the Ming Dynasty five-color golden rooster ancient glaze ornament, and the two calligraphy and paintings by Huang Binhong and Tang Bohu."
"Ah, that big multi-colored glass rooster is some kind of ancient glass product. It looks pretty to me, but it turns out to be a fake." Xiong Linlin said to Li Jiayi.
"Mr. Zhuge please explain clearly." Zhao Jinshu took a step closer and said with a smile.
"Okay, that piece of ancient colored glaze is brightly colored, beautiful in shape, and has a patina, but it is definitely a product of water colored glaze. The most exquisite thing about ancient colored glaze is that the interface between colors is seamless and there is no obvious boundary.
, but the color junction of water glaze will appear somewhat chaotic, and the colors will explode, affecting the appearance. Although this piece was made by a master, it is not immune to the drawbacks of water glaze."
"Let me talk about Huang Binhong's morning scene of mountains and rivers. Huang Binhong is good at painting dots with ink, including round dots, sharp dots, plum blossom dots... He uses dots to outline a painting. Often a Huang Binhong's landscape painting may be thousands of years old.
There are thousands of points and thousands of scenes, but this imitation, although it is a suspicious imitation, is a little worse than the three Huang Binhong paintings I have handled in the past. At most, it only has Huang Binhong's three successes."
When Zhuge Yi talked endlessly about appreciating antiques, he didn't look like an old man in his seventies. He was very confident.
Xue Chen also listened silently, still agreeing with it, but when Zhuge Yi mentioned this painting of Tang Bohu, he raised the corner of his mouth and murmured: "It's a bit interesting..." (To be continued)