The old man also looked at Sun Hancheng suspiciously, not knowing what the relationship between this pair of men and women was.

Sun Hancheng said helplessly: "I can draw dozens of this kind of paintings a day, and the level is guaranteed to be only high." ”

Before the moon slave could speak, the old man was first unhappy, and said angrily: "Boy, you have taken a paintbrush for a few years at a young age, and you are really ashamed to say that you have painted better than this painting." ”

"That's right, that's what I have the confidence to be. Sun Hancheng was not polite at all, he had long regarded this old boy as a person who was a faker, so naturally he would not be polite here.

He pointed to the painting on the table and said, "You are blind to dare to sell this kind of shoddy fake." ”

As the voice on this side increased, suddenly several big men appeared at the door and looked towards them.

Sun Hancheng smiled slightly after reading it and said, "What's the matter, are you going to buy and sell forcibly?"

The old man said with an angry face: "Boy, you have to be respectful, you can not buy but you can't insult our technology." ”

What Sun Hancheng didn't expect was that the old man took the initiative to admit that he had done it, but Sun Hancheng was a little funny after hearing it, and said: "It's still called technology, from the painting skills of this painting to the old methods, what kind of technology is there to speak of, saying that you are making a fake is simply insulting and slandering." ”

Hearing Sun Hancheng's words, the middle-aged people at the door were not happy at first.

"What do you say, boy, are you not cleaning up. ”

"You're here on purpose. ”

But the old man suddenly waved his hand to ask several people not to speak, and then said to Sun Hancheng: "Young man, hearing you say this, is he still a master?"

Sun Hancheng smiled faintly, and said indifferently: "The master is not a master, a little research, painting is also a little dabbling, and I also know some people who are very good, do it, since there is a word, then you have to pay attention to the fake and the true, you look at the painting you do, who can be deceived by this old method." ”

The old man's face was a little angry after hearing this, but he didn't get angry and said: "Oh, your tone is so big, it shouldn't be as simple as dabbling in a little, I won't talk about the old methods, didn't you say that I am poor at painting, then you came to paint a picture for me to see." ”

Sun Hancheng said with a smile: "Then don't use it, there's no need, I recognized you as a traitor, we just don't buy it, why do I have to say anything more to you." ”

After finishing speaking, Sun Hancheng pulled Yuenu's arm and was about to leave, but was blocked by the three people at the door.

One of them frowned coldly and said, "If you let you go, you can go, it's rude, you know." ”

Sun Hancheng was a little helpless, and he said to the old man: "Old man, you are a little unrighteous and moral." ”

The old man said with a normal face: "This is what kind of morality in my family, today is not for anything else, just for a breath, I actually said that the things I make are not good, do you know how many of the things in the roadside stalls of the large and small antique shops around this town and mountain are taken from me." ”

Sun Hancheng asked with a surprised face: "Are you all taking this kind of goods?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Of course not. ”

After he finished speaking, he nodded to a middle-aged man at the door and said, "Xiaoyang." ”

The middle-aged man nodded in answer and turned away, and when he came back, he already had another painting in his hand, which was in the old man's hand.

The old man slowly opened the painting on the table and said, "How about you come and see this painting." ”

Sun Hancheng and Yuenu got closer together, this is still a painting of Pan Youchun, painting a landscape sketch, a fishing boat fisherman with high mountains and flowing water.

The frame of the painting also looks very high-grade, and it feels like it has been some years, and the paper has turned slightly yellow.

After seeing this painting, Yue Nu said angrily: "Boss, you are really not interesting, why didn't you take out this painting just now." ”

The old man just smiled slightly, obviously feeling the praise of the moon slave, and looked at Sun Hancheng very proudly.

Sun Hancheng only hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "Boss, this painting is barely a fake, but it is far from the point of being fake, it's just that the means of making old are a little higher, and I didn't use soy sauce water to paint it directly, I used something like an old stove and an old box to make it old, but this painter still didn't dare to compliment." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a few places with big flaws on the painting, and said: "This calligraphy and painting is fake, first of all, the image of your painting can be done, otherwise it will only be a few laymen." ”

The boss was a little embarrassed after hearing Sun Hancheng's words, but he still said angrily: "Boy, what you said is good, you can be sure that I can't paint, right, come on, come on, you paint a picture for me, let me see what you can draw." ”

At this time, the moon slave also looked at Sun Hancheng, and his eyes were also full of anticipation.

"Shall I draw one?" Sun Hancheng asked Yuenu.

Originally, I was asking what Yue Nu meant, but Yue Nu applauded like a little girl, and said with a smile: "That's great, I haven't seen you draw for a long time." ”

Sun Hancheng was really a little helpless, how could he feel that this moon slave had become a little strange today, and even a little lower above.

But Yue Nu said so, what else could he say, seeing that Sun Hancheng was going to paint, the old man had already moved all the four treasures of the study on the table next to him.

The previous table has been emptied, leaving a space where you can paint with peace of mind.

Sun Hancheng also walked to the table politely, and he said to the old man, "Then I'll just draw a picture." ”

The old man folded his arms around his chest and said, "Boy, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and draw, I want to see what you can draw." ”

Sun Hancheng smiled slightly, seeing that there was still ink in this inkstone, he leaned closer and sniffed it, Ken Neng felt that the ink was not bad, and nodded gently.

Then he stretched out his hand and lightly dipped it in ink, and several middle-aged people around him were shocked and didn't know what Sun Hancheng wanted to do, but the old man and the moon slave knew that Sun Hancheng was going to use finger painting.

After Sun Hancheng's hands were stained with ink, he hovered on the rice paper and said: "I know that Pan Youchun's best thing is finger painting, and it can even be said that he promoted the finger painting method, so I will use finger painting to imitate Pan Youchun's painting method." ”

After finishing speaking, he began to put his hand on the paper and draw with his fingers, which is not to use his fingers, but to use the palm of his hand and the back of his hand to paint.

The advantage is that you can draw a large area, for example, you can use the palm of your hand to squeeze a large area of rice paper to create an undulating state of the mountain range.

Sun Hancheng painted very quickly, after painting the mountains and rivers with his palm, he used his fingers to sketch the pavilion trees in the close-up, and finally used his fingernails to sketch the fishing Lao Suo and fishing boats on the lake, and then stopped.

"Okay, so be it, although there is no inscription, but I think you can also see how good the painting is. ”

In fact, Sun Hancheng didn't need to speak, Yuenu and others were watching from the side when he was painting, and they had already been shocked by Sun Hancheng's paintings.

Although there is no template that can be copied against it, and the painting is completed so quickly, the painter at a glance is indeed Pan Youchun's painting style, and the atmosphere is very shocking.

After listening to Sun Hancheng's words, the old man's face was a little embarrassed, he stared at Sun Hancheng and said with great certainty: "You are definitely not an ordinary person, you must be a master of making fakes." ”

Sun Hancheng just smiled and said: "What is a master is not a master, it is also an imitation of Pan Youchun's paintings, and those for the purpose of making money are called fakes, and those for the purpose of learning are called copying." ”

After finishing the meeting, Sun Hancheng walked out of the door, and the people at the door did not dare to stop him, so he let Sun Hancheng go out and wash his hands in the bathroom.

After he walked out, Sun Hancheng said to Yuenu: "Let's go." ”

Yue Nu nodded, and then walked out with Sun Hancheng.

There were only old men and a few middle-aged people left in the room, but the old man's face was not embarrassed after being belittled, but smiled slightly.

"Master, this person is really a master of forgery, which is completely consistent with our intelligence. ”

The old man nodded and said, "Of course, our information is generally not wrong." ”

Another middle-aged man said: "But no, such a person doesn't seem to be easy to be manipulated by us." ”

The old man sneered and said, "No matter who you are, you will have a weakness, as long as you grasp this weakness, then you will definitely be able to use it." ”

"Have you found this weakness?" asked a middle-aged man with some curiosity.

A smile appeared on the old man's face and said, "I'm looking for it, but I think I'll find it soon." ”

Several middle-aged people also laughed together.

Sun Hancheng had already walked out of the dilapidated building with Yue Nu at this time, and Sun Hancheng asked with some curiosity: "Don't you really know that the painting is fake?"

Yue Nu said with a smile: "Of course I know it's fake, otherwise how can I buy a painting of Pan Youchun for 100 yuan, at least 1 million is about the same." ”

After hearing this, Sun Hancheng stopped and was a little stunned and said, "You mean to say that you already knew that it was a fake, and you still want to buy a fake?"

Yue Nu nodded and said with a smile: "Of course I know, how can I not see that it is a fake painting that is not even a fake, originally I went to buy a fake, and even if I can't see it, would I be stupid enough to think that a hundred yuan can buy a famous work." ”

After hearing this, Sun Hancheng looked at the moon slave in amazement, it seems that the old man and the moon slave knew what happened just now, only Sun Hancheng himself didn't know, but he was very surprised what the reason was.