Looking at the painting that Chen Dong stretched out on the desk, the first person who couldn't help but speak was Zhang Qingfeng.

"Apprentice, this is what you call a baby?"

Chen Dong nodded.

Zhang Qingfeng laughed, "Apprentice, you have been deceived, this is a fake, and it is a fake of very poor quality, you can quickly lead me to meet Cuicui." ”

Leng Shan next to him looked at it and said, "Yes, Dongzi, you have been deceived, this is a fake." ”

Chen Dong took two magnifying glasses from the cabinet next to him and handed them to the two people.

"Master, Uncle Leng, take a good look at it. ”

Zhang Qingfeng reluctantly took the magnifying glass, "What else is there to look at, your fake is too obvious." This kind of paper looks like it was in the early days of liberation, although it is quite old, but it has been somewhat damaged. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Qingfeng pointed to one of the broken places and said.

Chen Dong naturally saw this obvious damage a long time ago, and he called the two people here to understand why the system gave such a high valuation to this painting.

Leng Shan took the magnifying glass, looked at it in several other places, and said, "Dongzi, you have really been deceived, this painting should be a work before liberation, and it is also a defective product among the imitations, although I have not seen the authentic work of this painting, but I have also heard of the characteristics of Wu Daozi." ”

He is good at absorbing the essence from the complex object form, and summarizes the concave and convex surfaces, yin and yang surfaces into irreducible "lines", such as the high, side, deep, oblique, rolled, folded, floating, and lifting postures of the clothing lines, which are completely based on the organization of the lines and describe the character of the object. The requirements of this kind of line are strict, each line meets the requirements of the shape and expressiveness, and each line is full of rhythmic beauty. ”

"Look at the figure in this painting, although the shape is similar but godless, the lines are as rough as copying. ”

"Copy!"

Leng Shan's words made Chen Dong suddenly have a thought in his mind.

According to Leng Shan's words, this fake was copied, so whose copy was it? Is it like what I once saw, there is a mezzanine in it? If this is the case, it means that this painting has another mystery.

Thinking of this, Chen Dongpo didn't wait to tear a corner of the painting from the damaged place.

Looking at Chen Dong's performance, Zhang Qingfeng was a little helpless.

Young people are young people, and when they know it's a fake, they get annoyed.

Cold Mountain is the same idea.

Even if it's a fake, it won't tear it up, but it's been decades since now.

It's just that the thoughts of the two people didn't last long, and a scene that stunned them appeared.

"Sure enough!"

Tearing open the corner of the painting, there is really another mystery, there is a thin layer of linen in the drawing paper.

When the entire painting is torn open, a scroll-sized linen cloth wraps itself to reveal it.

This time, Chen Dong did not dare to tear it by hand, but took tools from the side and carefully cut the linen little by little.

"Ahh

When the linen cloth was gradually cut, a vivid picture was displayed in front of several people.

Leng Shan and Zhang Qingfeng exclaimed in surprise, picked up a magnifying glass and carefully observed.

Looking at the two people who were a little out of shape, Chen Dong had an answer in his heart.

"Authentic!"

"This is Wu Daozi's real handiwork!"

Two men exclaimed.

And this is exactly the answer to Chen Dong's conjecture in his heart, otherwise the system would not have given such a high valuation.

What made Chen Dong speechless was the shock of the two people when they saw this painting at the beginning, and then the two of them smirked, like two children.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't expect that I, Zhang Qingfeng, would be able to watch it for the rest of my life-->>

To Wu Daozi's true handiwork, fortunately!"

"Hahaha, I don't live in vain to see this painting in my life, haha"

Chen Dong didn't disturb the two of them, just quietly watched the two of them recover from a state of madness to calm.

"Whew"

Zhang Qingfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Chen Dong, and said solemnly, "Dongzi, this is Wu Daozi's true handiwork." ”

Saying this sentence was as if it had used all his strength.

"Yes Dongzi, I dare to guarantee, this is Wu Daozi's real handiwork, I have never seen a painting that can be painted with such an achievement, this painting is absolutely sky-high, whether you sell it or not, I will pay 200 million. ”

"Leng Shan, do you want to be ashamed? This painting can be auctioned for at least 300 million yuan. ”

Hearing Leng Shan's words, Zhang Qingfeng said angrily.

"Zhang Qingfeng, you speak to me politely, why am I embarrassed? You should know how much trouble this painting will bring to Chen Dong here, is 200 million less? If you give him 200 million, you can take it. ”

Zhang Qingfeng "You"

Zhang Qingfeng was speechless in one sentence, whether he has 200 million, he must have, but in that case, he really has to smash the pot and sell the iron to sell Qingfeng Zhai, in terms of strength, he is indeed not as rich as Leng Shan.

"This painting is so valuable?"

Chen Dong couldn't help but be surprised, the valuation of the value system was only a little more than 100 million, but he didn't expect Leng Shan to give a high price of 200 million when he opened his mouth.

Zhang Qingfeng: "Dongzi, this painting itself may not be of such great value, but there is a legend about this painting. ”

Legend?

Chen Dong was happy in his heart, this is obviously to increase added value, isn't the so-called legend just to add some mystery and cultural connotation?

Zhang Qingfeng: "Do you know the origin of this painting?"

"According to legend, Tang Xuanzong has never had any heirs since he succeeded to the throne, and countless palace doctors have shown him, including the queens and concubines around him, and they can't see anything wrong. ”

Chen Dong laughed, he didn't expect that the ancient emperors also had infertility problems.

"Be serious. ”

Zhang Qingfeng's face sank and he reprimanded.

Chen Dong stuck out his tongue and quickly closed his mouth.

Later, Tang Xuanzong heard that the painting of the saint Wu Daozi was superb, and even rumored that his paintings could call the wind and rain, so he asked him to paint himself. ”

"Don't tell me that after Wu Daozi painted this painting for him, Tang Xuanzong will have a child?"

"Stinky boy, what do you think, according to legend, Wu Daozi's paintings can pass through the heavens and the earth and control ghosts and gods, this painting was hung in Tang Xuanzong's bedroom for less than half a year, and the women around him were pregnant one after another, for this reason, Tang Xuanzong also named Wu Daozi as his teacher, and followed him to study painting for a period of time. ”

Chen Dong couldn't help but be unhappy, this special meow is too, and a painting cures infertility?

"Dongzi, don't believe it, the legend that your master said does exist, according to legend, Wu Daozi's painting later spread to the people after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, there are many legends about this painting, it is said that this painting can not only bring people heirs, but also bring blessings, you carefully observe this painting, the characters in it are lifelike and seem to have spirit, this is definitely a rare treasure. ”

Legend has it that once he followed Tang Xuanzong to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and met with the general Pei Min and the calligrapher Zhang Xu, the three of them each performed their own stunts, Pei Min is good at dancing the sword, and immediately danced the sword to a song, if there is a sword in the hall; Zhang Xu is good at cursive, splashing ink, making a book wall to produce illusions; Wu Daozi worked hard to paint, and it was done in an instant, as if a god helped, when the weather changed outside, and there was a divine shadow in the sky. ”

"Uncle Leng, do you really want to buy this painting?"

Leng Shan was stunned, "Do you really want to sell?"

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