"Painted by a college student?" Bai Lao smiled when he heard Zhang Feng's words, and didn't even open the painting, but just weighed it and put it on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This painting is the old man when he asked Bao Zhai to get, when Chen Lao loved it, as a treasure in general, although I was not good at the palm, but there is still a little ability, want to deceive the old man's eyes is not a simple thing, this Zheng Banqiao's stop is said to be a freehand painting, chic and free, but it is not just anyone can imitate the like, not to mention what kind of college student, this is nonsense, Zhang Feng, I see that you still have some ability, don't talk nonsense, in fact, there are no words behind you, I am quite satisfied with you。 Bai Lao's tone behind him has been solemnized, and whoever doubts himself will not be in a better mood.

Zhang Feng was calm and calm, pointing to the painting next to Bai Lao: "Bai Lao, what I said is absolutely true, although I am not a master, and I know little about the knowledge of antiques, but I still understand some things, this painting will definitely not be more than twenty years old, if it is painted by Zheng Banqiao, it will have a history of at least about a hundred years, but it is far from enough." ”

"Then how can you say that it was a painting painted by a college student? You can tell that? You are a little too arrogant. Bai Lao's tone was with a hint of disdain, although he didn't show it directly, he was already about to hang it on his face.

Zhang Feng strode up to Bai Lao, reached out and picked up the painting on the table, studied it, stretched out his hand to open both sides of the painting scroll, and then pulled out the painting tube from the middle.

Bai Lao didn't understand what Zhang Feng was doing, so he could only watch quietly from the sidelines, but Bai Lao was already disappointed in Zhang Feng in his heart, and he was naturally very dissatisfied with Zhang Feng's actions.

And what Zhang Feng doesn't know is that Bai Lao now has no idea of continuing to accept Zhang Feng as an apprentice, such nonsense, people who have completed a few big transactions with a little luck are not qualified to become their apprentices at all, even if they teach in the future, they are arrogant without the ability to do so now, and if they really succeed in teaching in the future, how arrogant will they be?

Zhang Feng didn't look at Bai Lao's face, so he naturally didn't know what Bai Lao was thinking, so he just handed the scroll in his hand to Bai Lao.

"Bai Lao, you look at what is written on this very clearly, this painting scroll is from a university, and I have just seen it on the stall before, and there is their signature on it. Zhang Feng handed the scroll to Bai Lao and pointed to the words on it.

Bai Lao frowned, and then the incandescent lamp took a closer look, but found that the painting table really had the words North China University written on it, so that this painting scroll was indeed a masterpiece from a university!

It's just a painting scroll, and if he wants to deny a painting, it obviously makes Bai Lao not gullible, and Zhang Feng is not in a hurry, and stretches out his hand to spread out the painting.

Zhang Feng doesn't know how to paint at all, and the ancient paintings he has seen basically don't have any other famous paintings except for the red beauty picture, and he only speaks by the number of apertures he can see now.

"There are twenty-two circles on it, that is to say, this thing is definitely an imitation of the painting!" Zhang Feng was not sure, this time he looked at it carefully, and only then did he make sure that what he saw was definitely not fake, which made him more confident.

"Zhang Feng, you said that this is a painting imitated by college students, you now tell me how you saw it, the old man has not seen it so far. Bai Lao's tone was much lower, and he reached out and took out a microscope stuck in his eye from his pocket, and looked the painting up and down.

Zhang Feng actually doesn't know what to say, he doesn't know how to paint at all, he doesn't know how to judge the authenticity of the painting, he also knows the age of a painting: "I can't say it, but I'm sure it's a lie, no matter what, I'm sure this is a fake!"

There is no evidence, and what he said is so serious and firm, Bai Lao couldn't help but sigh, and put down the microscope on his eyes: "Zhang Feng, your kid's talent is good, but you can't talk nonsense like this, nonsense is absolutely not allowed in our antique world, be cautious in your words and deeds, everything you do should be carefully considered, you think like this now, there is absolutely no benefit to you, have you ever understood?"

Zhang Feng scratched his head, he had something in his heart but couldn't say it, could it be true to tell Bai Lao that he could see the age of the painting?

It's no wonder that Bai Lao didn't really send himself to a mental hospital!

"Grandpa, why haven't you come out yet, an uncle has come to visit!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from outside the door, breaking the embarrassment between Zhang Feng and Bai Lao.

"It just so happens that Xiaoxue specializes in ancient calligraphy and painting, and now we let her take a look, and she will naturally know. Boss Bai laughed, turned around and walked to the stone gate, I don't know what to do, the stone door opened with a bang, and Bai Luoxue walked in from outside.

"Grandpa, why are you still looking at antiques with Zhang Feng, it's too late to see this thing in the future, there are people outside who think that Uncle An is coming to visit you and waiting in the living room." Bai Luoxue glanced at Bai Lao helplessly, this is basically Bai Lao's habit to show antiques to the people he likes.

"Don't worry, this An Geng is also my student, let him continue to wait, you come with me and show me this painting!" Bai Lao grabbed Bai Luoxue, and came to the painting with Bai Luoxue without saying anything.

Bai Luoxue did not doubt him, followed Bai Lao to the painting, and saw Zheng Banqiao's orchid bamboo lying on the table at a glance.

Zhang Feng stood in place, looking at the painting, then at the white falling snow, and listening carefully to the movements of the white falling snow.

Since Bai Luoxue is very good at studying painting, then she must have her own way of identification, now Zhang Feng can just learn more, anyway, Zhang Feng is a blank piece of paper, what he learns now is a good thing for Zhang Feng.

Bai Luoxue stood in front of the painting, bent down slightly, staring at the painting with both eyes, looking down from above, and then to the right from the left and right, and finally took out a magnifying glass and placed it on the painting to check it a little bit.

"How about it? My paintings will still be fake? I have been in the Grand View Garden for decades, and nothing fake can escape my eyes!" Bai Lao laughed, his hands behind his back, and an old god was there.

"The painting is indeed fake. ”

Burst!

Bai Lao almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and turned his head to look at Bai Luoxue in surprise: "Xiaoxue, don't talk nonsense, now you see that I am assessing Zhang Feng, you can help him like this, you know how much the authenticity of this painting affects me." ”

This collection room is basically the lifeblood of Bai Lao, his life's work is here, these are his satisfactory works, but now they are said to be fakes, which is the biggest negation of Bai Lao himself.

Bai Luoxue didn't want to hit Bai Lao, but the established facts had happened, and Bai Luoxue couldn't ignore his conscience: "Grandpa, your painting is indeed fake, although the imitation is expressive and similar, but anyway, on the surface, this painting is drawn by a college student, and it should be drawn by students from the most powerful university in the antique world, the archaeology department of Brush University." ”

Bai Lao's eyes widened, he glanced at Zhang Feng, and then at Bai Luoxue: "Then are you two colluding? Why does everyone say that this was drawn by college students from North China University?"

"Zhang Feng said the same?" Bai Luoxue glanced back at Zhang Feng, and there was a deep meaning in her eyes.

Zhang Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, hehe smirked and didn't speak, he knew in his heart that without his own eyes, he actually had no way to compare with Bai Luoxue, people were the acquired skills of hard cultivation and learning, and he was struck by thunder......

"Grandpa, you see, although this painting is really very imaginary, even if it is used with an instrument, it may not be able to identify, but there is still a very small flaw here, which is not easy to be found, Zhang Banqiao's painting stops the tail or has a little finish, or a little flicker, but this painting is not in these two places, and it also adds some sketch style, it is absolutely impossible to come from the teacher's handwriting, it must be painted by college students, and it is also a top college student in North China University!" Bai Luoxue commented seriously while observing the painting.

Bai Lao's face instantly collapsed, but his eyes that looked at Zhang Feng were even more shocked.

What did this kid do? How could he see everything? Even the fakes could not escape under his eyes, and he found his own fakes in this short period of time!

But now Bai Lao has understood that the reason why Zhang Feng didn't name him when he watched it before was probably because he didn't want to pout Bai Lao's face.

Bai Lao's opinion of Zhang Feng changed instantly, and the more he looked at Zhang Feng, he liked it.

"Haha, good, good, good, it's really better than blue, you two are future figures in the antique world, there will definitely be a big weapon, very good, but my old man is also glad that only this one in his life is a fake, and I don't have anything to be frustrated." Bai Lao touched his beard, laughed and turned to walk out.

"No, that, Bai Lao, actually, you still have a few fakes here..."

This time, Bai Luoxue and Bai Lao were shocked, and turned to look at Zhang Feng in disbelief.

How much knowledge of antiques does Zhang Feng have? Bai Lao didn't know, but Bai Luoxue knew very well, why did he take a few glances here and say that there were fakes here? And how many pieces? Could it be that he had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all the time?

But after thinking about it, Bai Luoxue felt that something was wrong, she had deliberately seen Zhang Feng's methods and behaviors before, and there was no professional treasure appreciation, even if the master deliberately cheated, she couldn't do such a natural thing.

Could it be that this guy is an out-and-out genius?

Bai Luoxue had such an idea for the first time in her heart.

Bai Lao was already trembling, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pointed at Zhang Feng: "It's okay, Zhang Feng, you go and get it, go find it, it's a fake, I also want to see how many failures I have in my life." ”

"Hey!" Zhang Feng agreed, turned around and looked for the back.

Bai Luoxue wanted to stop Zhang Feng, but it was too late, so she could only shake her head helplessly, this guy, let you look for you, you really don't care if Bai Lao can stand it!

"Xiaoxue, come here!" Bai Lao said in a deep voice.

Bai Luoxue walked quickly in front of Bai Lao, and she was also afraid that Bai Lao would not be able to withstand such stimulation.

"Go, go to my study, get my heart medicine, or I'll be scared for a while. Bai Lao's voice was subtle, except for Bai Luoxue, no one else could hear it at all.

Bai Luoxue was angry and funny by Bai Lao's words, so she could only promise to walk out quickly.

Zhang Feng was very serious, and quickly took out five or six things, including inkstones, celadons, and even a Fang Zun.

"These are all fakes. ”

Bai Lao stared at these fakes, trembling all over, and covered his heart with one hand: "Medicine, medicine......"

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, at this time, Bai Lao was so cheerful?

"Medicine, medicine..."

Zhang Feng took two steps forward and looked at Bai Lao seriously: "Cheke trouble?"