Chapter 22: There are strange authentic works
The woman is twenty-eight years old, in a white practice uniform, with a ponytail, and a heroic face.
The old man has a childish face, is dressed in Tai Chi clothes, steps on the bottom of a thousand layers, and between his breaths, he is extremely calm, and he is a master who has cultivated his true qi.
At this time, the old man was looking at the quaint box in his hand expectantly, took out a pair of calligraphy and paintings from it, spread it out, his eyes were full of surprise, he shook his head, and instantly entered the state.
Li Hansha glanced at it casually, couldn't help but be stunned, looked at it fixedly for a moment, with a strange look in his eyes, shook his head, and withdrew his gaze.
"What kind of vision do you have, do you understand?" the woman suddenly asked.
Because of his identity, Jiang You has been pampered since he was a child.
Li Hansha sat beside her, and couldn't help but look at it twice, and this look saw that the problem was coming.
Dressed in foreign brand-name clothes, he originally had a good impression of Li Hansha, but he instantly disdained it, and it was another thing that admired foreign flattery!
And seeing his strange gaze, he suddenly came angry, another kid who didn't know how to pretend to understand, now the young man can't recognize all the mother tongue, open his mouth in foreign Chinese, close his mouth and fall flax, where do you still know the essence of China?
Li Hansha smiled: "I know a little bit about it, this character seems to be a little problematic." ”
The orchid pavilion in the old man's hand, Li Hansha is familiar with it anymore, when he practiced calligraphy since he was a child, he was forced by his grandfather Li Fu to copy this calligraphy and painting thousands of times, which created his chic and handsome font today.
"Don't meow if you don't understand, there are still problems? Of course, you who think that the foreign moon is rounder than your own country, you don't know what a genuine antique is!"
When Jiang You spoke, his chin was held high, and his face was full of disdain.
What is the identity of her grandfather? Taishan Beidou in the antique world of Los Angeles has been invited to CCTV's treasure appreciation program many times, and when he barely looks away, all the famous artists who have seen this calligraphy are sure to be genuine! There is no doubt about it.
"Young man, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, what qualifications do you have to say that there is something wrong with it?" the old man's face turned unpleasant when he heard this.
Ten years ago, when the auction of this calligraphy and painting, the old man was delayed because of something, and was obtained by a friend of his.
Today, he used the treasured 'cold food post' to exchange observations with old friends, and finally got the approval, when it was getting better, someone was ashamed to say that there was a problem with this copybook!
Even with his cultivation, he couldn't help but get angry.
"There are too many versions of the 'Lanting Preface' that is circulating now, if you say that the facsimile that can best reflect the original appearance of the Lanting Preface, it is the 'Shenlong Ben', which is the copy of Feng Chengsu in your hand, because of the use of the 'double hook' facsimile method, it is the closest to the true handwriting of the Lanting, as for what is wrong with this calligraphy and painting, the kid can't tell, and you need to look carefully to know. ”
Li Hansha said lightly, with a sense of confidence in his eyes.
When the old man heard this, he was surprised, stopped Jiang You, who was about to have a seizure, and arched his hand to Li Hansha: "It turned out to be a fellow practitioner, young man, you have lost your eyes this time, there is no problem with this painting!"
"There is no absoluteness in the world, this calligraphy and painting is true and true, maybe there is a problem......"
"Since it is a genuine work, where will there be problems, the young man should not talk nonsense anymore, which affects my mood. The old man shook his hand.
In the old man's displeasure and Jiang You's anti-thief eyes, Li Hansha suddenly got up and approached and took a few closer looks.
"My grandfather also has a pair of orchid pavilion prefaces, except for the framing is different, the strange thing is that it is exactly the same as the one in your hand, whether it is the font, handwriting, seal or charm!"
"It's strange what you say, even if it's a fake, there can't be exactly the same calligraphy and painting in this world, and the calligraphy and painting copied by the same person are also different!" the old man frowned.
Li Hansha smiled at Jiang You, who was looking at him angrily, turned around and sat down, and spoke slowly.
"In ancient times, famous painters painted with the power to penetrate the back of the paper, and good rice paper could be evenly scattered, but now, there is a secret practice in the painting industry......
When the old man heard this, his expression changed greatly, and when he looked at the notebook in his hand, he was no longer as confident as before.
"These people can determine whether they can operate it with their eyes and touch it with their hands, and then they uncover the famous calligraphy and painting into three, and all three are genuine! They frame the first one and leave it to the original owner, and keep the remaining two for themselves......
The old man's hand holding the calligraphy suddenly trembled, Jiang You saw his grandfather's expression, and already knew that this matter might be true, and glanced at Li Hansha in surprise, this Chongyang kid actually still has this eyesight.
I'm afraid this calligraphy in Grandpa's hand is one of the three authentic copies!
"Feng Chengsu's orchid pavilion preface, stickers are extremely precious, it is not easy to be preserved from the Tang Dynasty to the present, those mercenary framers do not dare to reveal three, for fear of ruining the calligraphy and painting, it should be one to reveal two, the color of this calligraphy and painting in your hand is faint, it should be the one left by the framer to himself, after many years before he dared to take it out for auction, during the period, it must have changed hands several times!"
The old man slapped his leg and shouted: "Okay, young man, I really convinced you, and I was actually said by you, who are you studying and which master's disciple?"
Jiang You smiled: "I was offended by my words before, so I won't be like a little girl, right?"
"Where, no, no, no, it shouldn't be a kid to take the liberty of bothering him, the kid just came into contact with this calligraphy and painting every day when he was a child, and he saw something abnormal, where is the disciple of the master?"
"What do you mean, the head of this Lan Tingxu is in your hand?" The old man looked at Li Hansha with fiery eyes.
The second is far inferior to the first, both in terms of value and appreciation.
"I'm sorry, I'm here, I'll see you soon. Li Hansha smiled and stood up.
The old man grabbed Li Hansha: "Xiaoyou, wait, this is my business card, there are many other authentic works in the old man's house, please come and evaluate it." ”
"Well, I'm going to bother somewhat. Li Hansha took the business card and walked out of the car.
As soon as the subway started, the old man screamed out.
Jiang You smiled: "It seems that grandpa will not be able to sleep again." ”
"Your grandfather is just like this, I didn't leave the contact information of that young man, if he doesn't contact me, or lose my business card, then grandpa won't be able to see the real thing again? No, I'm going to find him!"
"The car is all running, just to find him, and I have to get off at the next stop!"
Li Hansha arrived at Wenhua Street and found Qian Kailu.
The fat man pulled Li Hansha over and secretly glanced at him: "Little San, how about you look at this set of Taishi chairs." ”
Li Hansha's face darkened slightly, he was now disgusted to hear the word 'three'!