This woman has a dimple on her lips. She gives the impression that she is always smiling. When people see her, their bones will lighten by half.
"This little brother is not a local, right?"
While the people in the treasure hall continued to whisper and appreciate the antiques in front of them, Xia Qingxue turned around and smiled at Lin Yu.
"No, I came from out of town and settled in Jiangnan temporarily." Lin Yu shook his head and said.
"Haha, little brother is too young and may be a little impulsive. Jiangnan is not as good as your hometown. You have to be calm when things happen here, otherwise you will easily suffer." Xia Qingxue reminded.
She believed that Lin Yu was just an ordinary person, and if there was a conflict just now, Lian Feng might not really come forward to rescue him.
"Thank you, Mr. Xia, for reminding me. I think Mr. Xia walks unnaturally. He should be tired of his legs. If you are right, Mr. Xia suffers from leg disease. This leg disease is caused by his legs being frozen when he was a child. I know a little bit about Chinese medicine. If Xia
You can trust me, you can call me anytime." Lin Yu glanced at her smooth legs.
Xia Qingxue was slightly startled. Lin Yu could see the problem with her legs at a glance, and it seemed that she did know medicine. She hesitated and said, "Thank you, what's your name?"
"My name is Lin Yu."
"Okay, I will find someone to invite you when the tasting is over." Xia Qingxue nodded, turned around and left slowly.
There were many antiques at the tasting, including ceramic antiques, palace toys, calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings, and everything else.
Gradually, a calligraphy and painting claimed to be the authentic work of Tang Bohu attracted everyone's attention. This painting was a picture of a hundred birds. The birds in the painting were of different shapes. All kinds of birds gathered together, giving people an extremely realistic feeling.
Feel.
But the authenticity of the painting is a bit elusive. Some of it looks like the original, but some of it looks like a fake.
Just when everyone was confused, the host smiled and said: "Today we specially invited Mr. Liu, an expert on the treasure appraisal column in Beijing, for everyone. Please give way and let Mr. Liu appraise this painting."
Everyone gave way, and a staff member took the painting to the host table. On the host table sat an old expert wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
This old expert often appears on the treasure appraisal column. He is a master in his own right. He is Mr. Liu.
Mr. Liu adjusted his glasses, took out a magnifying glass, spread the painting on the table, and looked at it carefully.
Generally speaking, when appraising this kind of painting, we should start from the painting skills and style, and then identify the quality of the painting paper and the age of the painting. Then there are things such as seal seals and ink pads.
Mr. Liu looked at it carefully for a moment and then put away the magnifying glass. It was obvious that the identification had been completed.
"Mr. Liu, is this painting the authentic work of Tang Bohu?" someone in the crowd asked.
"I can tell you clearly that this painting is a replica." Liu Laowei said with a smile.
"It turns out it's an imitation." Everyone felt a little regretful when they heard Mr. Liu say this.
"Mr. Liu, how can you tell it's a fake?" Lian Feng prefers calligraphy and painting, and he has done a lot of research in this area, but he doesn't see anything unusual about this painting.
Both the painting skills and the style are very close to that of Tang Bohu. If he were to look at it, he would probably think it was the real thing.
"First of all, Tang Bohu did not often paint bird works, and there is no record of this painting in relevant documents. Although the painting style of this painting is very similar to his, but if you look closely, the writing is slightly messy, which is obviously the work of later generations.
Deliberately imitated. Whose painting is this?" Mr. Liu asked.
"It's my painting, haha. I bought it from the antique street for more than 100,000 yuan, but I made a mistake." A middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Although it is an imitation, the painting style is very close to Tang Bohu's painting style, and it is also very collectible. Keep it well and treat it as a study." Mr. Liu nodded.
"Mr. Liu, why do you think Tang Bohu doesn't often paint bird works?" someone asked.
"I don't know the specifics. In short, he is an expert. Since he is an expert, he must be unpredictable. But he once painted a picture of Fengluan, which is said to be his most proud work in his life.
, but this picture is only in rumors and no one has seen it." Mr. Liu said with a smile.
"I like his calligraphy and painting the most. If I can see that painting, even just take a look at it." The middle-aged man said with some sigh.
"If you like it, you'll like it, but the antiques industry is a deep one. Everyone should be careful when buying it, so as not to make similar mistakes again." Mr. Liu gave the middle-aged man a few words of advice.
"What Mr. Liu said is that I will be careful in the future." The middle-aged man nodded.
"Mr. Liu, can I see this painting?" Lin Yu, standing behind the crowd, suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked sideways. Lin Yu was not a member of the circle, and everyone was unfamiliar with him. If it hadn't been for the conflict between the stupid Qing and Ling San just now, everyone would have automatically ignored his existence.
"Can you understand? He is obviously a country bumpkin, but he still wants to look elegant. Mr. Lian, the people you brought are very strange." Ling San felt more and more unhappy as he looked at Lin Yu, and he couldn't help but sneered.
"Of course, young people should study more." Mr. Liu said with a smile.
Lin Yu walked forward, picked up the painting and looked at it carefully. He felt that this painting was not that simple. Every painting by a famous artist has its own style and soul, and this painting also has its own style.
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Therefore, when Mr. Liu identified the painting as a copy, he did not quite believe it.
"Have you read it? Although it's a replica, it's still worth hundreds of thousands, so don't break it, otherwise you won't be able to afford the compensation." Ling San said angrily.
Lin Yu ignored him. He looked at the shape and feather color of each bird in the painting. Suddenly he realized that it was not that the painting was a replica, but that the way people looked at the painting was wrong.
He put the painting down calmly, then turned to the owner of the painting and said, "Can I buy this painting?"
"It's just an imitation. I originally wanted to keep it for myself as a warning for later, but if you want it, just take it. It's free of charge." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.
"You'd better make a price." Lin Yu smiled.
"It's over a hundred thousand, can you afford it?" Ling San sneered, "As an intern, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford this painting with most of your lifetime salary. Stop pretending."
The middle-aged man was not one who was short of money. Lin Yu insisted on giving money. He couldn't help but feel angry. He said calmly: "The original price is 160,000. If you really want to buy it, just take 160,000.
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"You're crazy. Although 160,000 is not much, it is still money. Are you sure you want to buy this imitation?" Lian Feng walked up to Lin Yu and said.
"Haha, you're an idiot. If you can't afford it, you just can't afford it. You're obviously a poor person, why don't you stay low-key when you come to such a high-end place." Ling San said mockingly.
"Do you have money? Can you lend me some?" Lin Yu smiled slightly.