"Many of you here are veterans in the antique industry, so you probably know about overpainting. ”

Zheng Bei saw that he had successfully attracted the attention of many people, so he pointed to the painting and smiled at everyone: "Although this kind of thing is not common, it is not uncommon. This is most likely a way to escape the chaos of war, or to fear that your treasures will be coveted and you will be killed. The practice is nothing more than overlaying a painting with a layer of painting, which is used to conceal what is really valuable. ”

"It's just that it's very difficult to identify this kind of overlay, because it looks like a worthless fake, and some experienced appraisers don't put too much effort into it. Even if they are willing to look at the painting with their hearts, they can't see through the fake painting and see the true value behind it. ”

"So," Zheng Bei looked at the people who were listening carefully, and said with a smile: "This method is basically used when hiding from the war, and the author of the overpainting will tell his relatives the secret of the painting, and after the war is over, either he or his descendants will restore the painting." However, there are also accidents that the descendants of the author of the overpainting do not know the true value of the painting and sell it at a low price. ”

Zheng Bei's words were reasonable, and everyone in the banquet hall nodded secretly. The method of "overpainting" mentioned by Zheng Bei is so rare that many of the guests have never heard of this kind of thing. Listening to Zheng Bei now, it makes people feel like they have a lot of knowledge.

Everyone in the banquet hall no longer looked at the exhibits, but turned their attention to Zheng Bei.

Therefore, in order to avoid the above situation, some people who use the technique of 'overpainting' will keep an extra hand and leave the information on the painting as much as possible, so as not to be able to tell their relatives or descendants about this matter after they are killed, which will only increase their regret. ”

Zheng Bei pointed to the corner of the painting with the year, month and day written on it, and said: "This method is to erase the title and seal on a painting, and then write something casually, so that the painting has no author and seal, in the eyes of others, although the painting looks very much like the truth, but there is no way to prove that the painting is real, so the painting can escape the hands of many pretenders." ”

And in this way, there is enough information left on the painting. If his descendants had a heart, they could find something hidden in this painting. In this way, even if he did not convey this information to his juniors, he would not have to worry about unwitting juniors dismissing the painting as garbage. ”

"The same. ”

Zheng Bei said as he made a few gestures to the side, and his henchmen immediately understood what he meant, turned around and walked away quickly: "This kind of technique of doing tricks and feet on a painting is extremely demanding, otherwise it is very likely that people with enough care and patience will see the flaws, so the author will be extremely careful when making it, and it is generally extremely difficult to see." ”

After speaking, Zheng Bei stopped talking, and looked at Zheng Zheng who was sitting not far away with a smug expression.

Looking at Zheng Zheng's frowning brows, Zheng Bei's heart was already extremely happy.

At the beginning, Zheng Bei was not ready to buy this painting, he just wanted to raise the painting to a relatively high price, so that Zheng Zheng could not get off the stage. But when Zheng Zheng kept raising, it was clear that he had to take the painting, and Zheng Bei's thoughts quietly changed.

Zheng Zheng's vision Zheng Bei knows in his heart, if Zheng Zheng is really a straw bag, he can't be the head of the plate for two years. Therefore, if Zheng Zheng sees something, it must have its value, which Zheng Bei believes.

But Zheng Bei was still a little uneasy in his heart, he was worried that this was a trap set by Zheng Zheng for himself, the purpose was to make himself believe this, and then stop bidding when he offered a high price, so that he could be ugly.

After thinking of this, Zheng Bei became cautious. And when he finally found that little bit of flaw in that painting, which was extremely difficult to find, Zheng Bei's heart finally relaxed.

He can be sure that the name of the author's name of the painting has been overwritten, and it can be restored with some technical means.

At the same time, Zheng Bei was sure that Zheng Zheng definitely wanted to buy the painting sincerely, but it was only because his bid exceeded the limit that he could afford it, so Zheng Zheng had to give up.

"Money is really a good thing......" Zheng Bei looked at Zheng Zheng and sneered in his heart. This time, it was the first time he completely suppressed Zheng Zheng in the fight between the two, and this sense of accomplishment made Zheng Bei enjoy it very much.

At this time, a young man carrying a box came to the side, he nodded to Zheng Bei, and then handed the small box in his hand to Zheng Bei.

Zheng Bei opened the small box, and while selecting the tools, he said to everyone: "Having said so much, in the end, I still have to verify what I said." It won't be too long, so please be patient. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Bei spread the painting on the table, and then took out a flat-edged knife and carefully carved it on the painting.

"Buzz ......"

Zheng Zheng's mobile phone vibrate, he looked at the phone number, shook his head with a wry smile, and then connected the phone, and Zheng Yonghe's voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong with you? Good guy, I just looked at the phone and saw a number of missed calls, what made you so anxious." ”

"Nothing. Zheng Zheng said with a frown. His voice was not loud, and he sounded very tired: "I just saw a nice thing just now, and I want to take a picture but I don't have enough money, so I want to borrow some money from you." ”

Zheng Yonghe on the other end of the phone looked very curious: "What is it, no, I can tell you, the things that can be placed here are basically seen by people I don't know how many times." You can still check for a leak in the bulk market, but there is no hope here. ”

"Didn't you see that just now?" Zheng Zheng asked.

"No, I was talking to a few people outside just now, and I was afraid that they would have a bad impression of me, so I muted my phone. What's wrong? What's wrong? Tell me?"

“…… Forget it, let's get back to it. Zheng Zheng shook his head with a wry smile, and then hung up the phone.

He looked at Zheng Bei, who was operating carefully, shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said secretly in his heart: "Zheng Bei...... You've had a lot of luck this time. ”

"Zheng Zheng...... You've had bad luck this time. It's total, it's almost home......"

Zheng Bei exhaled comfortably, and said secretly in his heart.

With a proper smile on his face, he picked up a layer of tissue paper that had been peeled off from the painting in one hand and showed it to everyone.

Following the glitch on the painting, which was extremely difficult to find, Zheng Bei finally peeled off this layer of tissue paper, which also proved that his conjecture was not wrong: this painting was indeed covered up by someone with a very important part of the information by "overpainting".

"Hoo ......"

"It's amazing. ”

"Yes, yes, it's accurate. ”

Zheng Bei's display amazed the guests present, and they understood that Zheng Bei was not right, and that the painting did have another mystery.

And the original owner who took out this painting for auction was already blue on his face at this moment, and he regretted dripping blood in his heart.

"In this way, a layer of wax should be applied to the covered area, and then one or more layers of pulp should be applied to the painting, so that this part can be covered, and the hidden part can be preserved as intact as much as possible. ”

Zheng Bei put down the thin paper with ink in his hand and said: "Now this is only the most superficial layer, there should be several layers of tissue paper formed by pulp below, please be patient." ”

After speaking, Zheng Bei glanced at Zheng Zheng meaningfully, and passed his smugness to Zheng Zheng silently but accurately.

Zheng Zheng took a hard puff of his cigarette, and then extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand. Although he has been in the society for two years, Zheng Zheng is still a young man in his twenties, although he is more mature and experienced than his peers, but he is not lacking in the desire to win. was won back by Zheng Bei today, and Zheng Zheng was naturally unhappy.

It's not happy, but Zheng Zheng didn't leave immediately. Although the painting has now fallen into Zheng Bei's hands, he also wants to wait for Zheng Bei to uncover the details of this painting, and then verify whether the judgment of the bronze balance is accurate.

……

"This Zheng Zheng's vision is not bad, he is a material that can be made. ”

On the second floor, the old man who was paying attention to the situation in the hall on the first floor nodded with a smile, and said to the middle-aged man sitting opposite: "But Xiaobei is also doing well, and he can see this tiny trace, which is enough to prove his vision." ”

"It's more than that. The middle-aged man pointed to Zheng Zheng who was sitting in the hall, and there was a lot of admiration between his words: "I met this kid when I was walking in the bulk market, and there are two more interesting things, which this kid helped me find." His performance that day can be regarded as amazing, and the unique vision he showed is not comparable today. ”

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and asked, "Really?"

"Absolutely true, if you don't believe it, I'll bring those two things to you and take a look, and you'll understand at a glance. ”

"Yonghe, I haven't seen you respect a junior so much. The old man's fingers tapped down on the table, and he said with a smile: "But, I can almost guess what you are thinking." Let's discuss it later, if there is a more suitable opportunity, I can let him enter the Zheng family. ”

Middle-aged man - Zheng Yonghe, who had left Zheng Zheng's side since the beginning of the auction, shook his head and pouted: "Don't say whether you want it or not, and don't say whether I want it or not, you still have to ask people if they want it." Old man, tell me about it, if he really wants to enter the Zheng family, when will he not be able to do it in the past two years? This kid follows his father, he has a very hard temper, and he has the same arrogance as his father. The one two years ago, I guess this kid still remembers it. Even if we want him to enter the Zheng family, if he doesn't want to, then it's all empty talk. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stopped talking.

At this moment, in the banquet hall on the first floor, Zheng Bei, who was carefully carving on the painting, took off another layer of tissue paper.

In just ten minutes, Zheng Bei has peeled off several layers of tissue paper from the painting, and this time the thin paper that has been stripped off is already one of the last few sheets. The area covered by the thin paper has now shown some indistinct ink marks, and if you peel off the last few pieces of thin paper, you can see its true face.

In the banquet hall, everyone held their breath and stared, for fear of disturbing Zheng Bei's movements. And seeing that the overall situation has been decided, Zheng Bei has become more and more relaxed.

Feeling that everyone was looking at him, Zheng Bei's heart was unusually happy: "As long as the thin paper covered with this painting is completely peeled off and the value of this painting is proved, I, Zheng Bei, will be able to sweep away the previous disgrace." ”