"You, are you insulting me?"

Sun Hancheng glanced at Kang Dinghui and said with a smile: "You think it's right, originally I didn't want to say it to offend the host of this Nanjiang banquet, but Lu Chengxun and Professor Ge have a little friendship." I don't want him to throw away this fifteen million for nothing, so I'm going to help him, and I haven't paid attention to you yet. ”

"You...... You, good boy, you are really arrogant, okay, aren't you so sure? Then you can point out where this painting is fake, if you say it, it's okay, if you insult me nonsense, I, Kang Dinghui, am not so bullied. ”

"That's right, although I am not the owner of this Nanjiang banquet, but since I have entrusted it to our auction house, I have naturally found someone to identify it, and you say that there is a fake in this is also insulting our auction house, if you can't say why, I will let you go around without eating." ”

Sun Hancheng sneered and walked towards the painting, everyone looked at him, each with a ghost in their hearts. Especially Huang Yishi and Shen Meng finally understood that it was no wonder that Sun Hancheng asked them to go all out to shoot Tianding and let go of this "Hunting Picture in Late Autumn", it turned out that there was a problem with this painting.

They still know about Sun Hancheng's reputation, in order to repair the bamboo slip, they have found someone to investigate the news of Sun Hancheng, and all kinds of news about this kid can be seen that this person has very high attainments in antique appreciation and antique restoration.

At this time, he said that there was a problem with the painting, although he was also surprised, but he did not believe it at all, but only felt that the authenticity of the painting was open to five. However, if this painting is fake, it should be like Sun Hancheng said, it really saved them.

It is understandable that Lu Chengxun bought the wrong thing, because he was not a professional in the first place, but if they bought the wrong thing in the Landscape Museum, it would be a shame and a big loss, and it would ruin the reputation of the museum.

Everyone present looked at the young man standing next to the "Late Autumn Hunting Map" with different attitudes.

Sun Hancheng came to the painting, gently touched the painting with his hand, and then nodded as if he had confirmed the idea in his heart.

"Don't be coquettish here, boy, tell me where the fake painting is. ”

Now the most nervous person in this scene is Kang Dinghui, if this painting is fake, all his prestige will be wasted.

"Wait a minute. Sun Chenghan looked at him and smiled: "Since you said it is true, what is the basis for your judgment?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, from the paper, painting method, painting style, and front and back inscriptions are all Song Qizhen's handwriting, and there are also inscriptions by Zhang Liu in the late Ming Dynasty and Mr. Wenlan in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. ”

Kang Dinghui was in his chest, although he was unhappy after being questioned, but seeing these evidences again made him more confident.

In particular, the appreciation inscription of Mr. Wenlan on this painting, many famous paintings in the middle of the Qing Dynasty have the inscription and seal of Mr. Wenlan, but until now I don't know who this Mr. Wenlan is, and even many people suspect that this Mr. Wenlan is the pseudonym of Emperor Qianlong, but it is still inconclusive to this day.

However, as we all know, Mr. Vinland only identifies authentic works, and they are all masterpieces, and the calligraphy and painting works he has identified are simply stamped with a hand-stamp of his own, and even more so, there is a multi-character inscription and seal of Mr. Vinland.

Anyway, as long as there is something inscribed by Mr. Vinland, it must be genuine, and the identification of Mr. Vinlan's font and seal is a compulsory course for learning calligraphy and painting appraisal at this time, and everyone is deeply imprinted in their minds.

After Sun Hancheng listened, he shook his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that you judged based on these things?"

Kang Dinghui snorted and said, "Nonsense, how can you identify it if you don't identify it like this." ”

"Okay, then let's take a look at this painting now, to tell the truth, from the perspective of copying, this painting is indeed copied quite well, whether it is from the brush and ink of the painting, or from the shape and meaning of Song Qizhen's painting is seven or eight points similar, I don't know if it is borrowed from other means, but you will copy a great painter's painting and innovate, this is really very rare. Sun Hancheng paused and continued: "Let's take a look at the inscription and inscription of this painting, and this problem also comes from the inscription and inscription of this painting. ”

Kang Dinghui said disapprerovitically: "Don't make a fool of yourself, there is no problem with the inscription and inscription of this painting, whether it is Zhang Liu at the end of the Ming Dynasty, or Mr. Wenlan's inscription is the same as the authentic work I saw before." ”

"Is it true? A famous painting has a bit of the charm of a great painter, and then it becomes true with two inscriptions from connoisseurs?"

Sun Hancheng pointed to the painting and said: "This is Zhang Liu's inscription, it is indeed Zhang Liu's handwriting, but this inscription is actually a description of the landscape, everyone knows that this "Late Autumn Hunting Map" is indeed a good scenery, but the main content is the scene of Zhu Di's hunting in the Ming Dynasty, obviously some of the landscape descriptions on the title are not right. ”

"Why not, can't Zhang Liu like the autumn scenery?" Kang Dinghui asked.

"It's naturally okay to inscribe a poem describing the scenery on a hunting map, but this five-character inscription also appears on another painting. The National Museum of the Capital has a Gu Baitang's "Autumn Landscape Map" with an inscription by Zhang Liu, and it is also the same inscription as this painting. ”

Sun Hancheng glanced at Kang Dinghui and said, "Personally, I think that the title of this five-character poem describing the autumn scenery is more appropriate on that painting, do you think?" ”

Sun Hancheng's words made Kang Dinghui not know how to answer for a while, but Sun Hancheng didn't wait for his answer and pointed to another place.

"Let's take a look at Mr. Wenlan's inscription, it's also good, it's indeed Mr. Wenlan's handwriting, but this inscription is guilty of the same problem as Zhang Liu's inscription just now, and the exact same inscription also appears on a pair of Ming Dynasty Sun Zan's "Ten Thousand Horses" in the Tokyo Museum's collection, and even the position of the inscription is exactly the same as the position of Mr. Wenlan's seal. ”

He looked around at the crowd and asked, "Why is that? Could it be that the two paintings at the Tokyo National Museum and the Tokyo Museum are fakes?"

In fact, when Sun Hancheng just said the two inscriptions just now, the people around him already understood, how could an appraisal person like Zhang Liu make such a low-level mistake, since there is such a problem, there is a problem.

In addition, the same problem arises in Mr. Vinland's inscription, so that the question of this painting is so great that it can almost be concluded that it is a fake, but this person who is a fake is so skilled that he can deceive so many appraisers.

A group of people looked at each other, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while, originally thinking that there were no fakes in this Nanjiang banquet, so they were very relieved to buy them, but at this time, a fake suddenly appeared, which made them a little unbearable at that time.

Chen Ming and the other staff were even more flustered and didn't know what to do, and they had never encountered such a thing.

If it happens in an auction house, it is naturally very easy to deal with, but the difficulty is that this is not a Bo auction house, and there is a big difference between this exchange meeting and an auction house, which they have not encountered.

But the most embarrassing face was Kang Dinghui, he opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say, as if he had been struck by lightning, his face was blue and purple, and it was extremely ugly.

"Mr. Kang, do you think there is any truth in what I just said, since you have already identified it before, can you explain to me the questions on this question?"

"You, you, you, you're, it's true everywhere, I can't be mistaken. ”

Kang Dinghui's voice trembled, and he stammered a little, trying his best to fight back, but he couldn't say anything. It's just that you can't be wrong.

"I know that you are the appraisal master of the Demon Capital, and you are a famous appraisal instructor of the Demon Capital University, so you are teaching me, what is the reason for such a problem. ”

Sun Hancheng still had a consultative tone, but Kang Dinghui was not at all arrogant as before.

"I don't know, I don't know. Kang Dinghui shouted twice and then ran out of the crowd, because there was a lot of people, he didn't know what he tripped over and fell a dog to eat, and nosebleeds came out.

He didn't care about the pain in his body when he got up, wiped a handful of nosebleeds and continued to run towards the door, now he didn't have the courage to stay here, and his previous arrogance also made him fall even worse when he fell from the sky.

The situation is already clear, there is no doubt that this painting is a fake, and the people at the scene have different thoughts in their hearts, some are shocked, some are suspicious, and some are happy. Among them, the happiest is undoubtedly Lu Chengxun, if it weren't for Sun Han Chengjing, it is estimated that he would still be holding fake paintings and calligraphy as heirlooms.

In addition, Shen Meng and others from the Shanshui Museum are happy, and now they really feel that Sun Hancheng really saved their lives, if Sun Hancheng doesn't point it out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, the people who had just taken away the other eight things were not happy.

"I don't want the Tianqiu bottle I just shot. ”

"I don't want my general's jar either. ”

"I don't want it either. ”

Because some people had already paid the deposit, those who had just photographed things were all in a hurry to return them, and the situation at the scene was chaotic all of a sudden.

Now all kinds of fakes are rampant in the market, and the production methods of fakes are becoming more and more superb, these people can come to Nanjiang to feast because of the things here to reassure them, but now it is different, since there is a fake, who can guarantee that what they buy is not a fake.

For a while, the whole hall was in chaos, and the crowds were all returning, and some people who had not paid were even more direct, and even chose to leave directly.

Sun Hancheng was a little dumbfounded, this fake is just that one, he pointed out that fake but didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"Master Sun, you may be in trouble. ”

I don't know when the old farmer came to his side, and said with some nervous concern.