Xi Qichang's home, with three bedrooms and one living room, does not show any sense of luxury, with a few calligraphy and paintings, and the furniture is also Chinese-style retro, which looks full of age. There is a large plastic tray on the balcony, and there are a lot of flowers and plants on it.

"At the auction before, Guoqing was bound to win, but suddenly stopped not auctioning, Zhong Yue, did you do it?"

Zhong Yue sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "Elder Xi, that painting is a fake. ”

"How is it possible? I saw it that day, and looking at the momentum of the brushwork, it doesn't look like a fake. ”

"That painting is really exquisite. I guess the author must have seen the original work, and it was imitated by the method of filling the outline with a double hook. ”

Xi Qichang's eyes narrowed, and he was surprised by Zhong Yue's profound calligraphy skills, "Double hook filling? You mean, that lacquer book is a copy of the book?"

"Yes. ”

"If so, then it's really an eye-catcher, but how do you know it's a fake? If it's a fake, it's still copied in the way you said the double-hook outline, and the lacquer calligraphy is so thick that it's hard to see the flaws. ”

Zhong Yue nodded and said: "Yes, if it's just like this, then you can only identify the authenticity from some details and gestures." But this imitation author is too clever to add a central brushwork to this masterpiece, but the lacquer book is a sideways stroke, so there is no so-called central pen bone, I dare to conclude that this work is fake. ”

Xi Qichang suddenly realized, "That's it...... It seems that I was careless. In the past, the identification of calligraphy and painting, all thought that the pen bone such a secret technique, but also only we insiders understand, so often as the only way to identify, this imitation author just caters to our psychology, which leads to misjudgment, lacquer book, well, should be the side of the line of the pen, you are right. ”

The water in the calligraphy and painting is very deep, some of the hand-me-down books and paintings, circulated for hundreds of years, feel that it is genuine, but when the result is seen again, it is found that it is a fake, there are many such examples, so the judgment of the authenticity of calligraphy and painting, eyesight is very important.

If you encounter someone like Zhang Daqian, a master of counterfeiting, who paints the fake better than the real thing and can hide it from the world, then you think you are unlucky.

This is also the antique market in today's market, which is mixed and difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

"Fortunately, Guoqing stopped in time, otherwise he would really be ashamed of the entrustment of Kaishan. By the way, you said you wanted to show me a painting, I don't know if it is......"

Zhong Yue came back to his senses, "Oh, it's this one. ”

Xi Qichang slowly unfolded the scroll, roughly glanced at the content of the painting, and frowned, "The painting is rough, and the writing is sloppy." These brushstrokes are all unsatisfactory and sick. You bought this painting?"

"Hmm. ”

"How much money did you buy?"

"Twenty thousand. ”

Xi Qichang took off his glasses and said, "Fortunately, I didn't spend too much, so I should pay the tuition." Zhong Yue, your handwriting is good, but your ability to identify paintings is still immature, this kind of work with such rough painting work, a discerning person can know at a glance that it is something that is just a layman, how can you buy it?"

"Do you want to ...... Take a good look at it?" If it weren't for the three question marks of the system's valuation, Zhong Yue would not have bought this rotten painting.

Xi Qichang shook his head, "There's no need. The value will not exceed five hundred, maybe two or three hundred, just take it as a lesson, and try to see more and buy less in the future. ”

After tending to the flowers and plants on the balcony, the old lady came over, "What a painting, I'll take a look." ”

"Sensei, the inferior work is worse than those who are new to Chinese painting. ”

The old lady walked over, "Really, people came to you to look at the painting, so casually perfunctory, who will come to you in the future?"

Xi Qichang frowned and said, "Where am I perfunctory? It's just a bad painting." ”

The old lady was still childlike, took the plastic watering can, and sprayed Xi Qichang twice, "I have a long ability, and I still talk back, and I still talk back." ”

"What are you doing, there's someone watching this. Paintings! There are paintings!"

Zhong Yue was fed a mouthful of dog food by the second elder, and when he saw the falling mist dripping onto the painting, he was ready to wipe it with a paper towel.

"Wait!"

Zhong Yue stopped.

Xi Qichang said: "Don't wipe it with a tissue. Look at it, it's all your fault. Xi Qichang glanced at his old woman complainingly.

The old lady who was a little upset said, "I'll go get a hair dryer." ”

"Confused, isn't this blow deformed?" Xi Qichang frowned and lowered his head to look, "I want to see if it matters, if the water stains remain, it will have to be reframed." ”

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you have a little clear water, anyway, Old Xi, you said that this painting is not worth much, it doesn't matter." ”

Xi Qichang approached, suddenly closed his eyes again, and said, "Something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

Xi Qichang said: "There is a problem with this painting. ”

The old lady just listened to Zhong Yue's comforting words, just breathed a sigh of relief, and became nervous again, "Old man, don't scare me. ”

"Zhong Yue, do you believe me?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's good. Old woman, go and fill the sink in my house with water, don't use tap water, pour pure water into it. ”

"What for?"

Xi Qichang said: "You just do it." ”

"God babble. ”

Xi Qichang pointed to this painting and said, "Zhong Yue, look here, there was no ink, but after the old woman sprinkled the water, there was actually a very faint ink shadow, don't you see it?"

Zhong Yue got closer, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and his heart skipped a beat, "It's really!"

Xi Qichang smiled: "I suspect that this painting has a mezzanine. ”

"This ...... The frames are all put together, how do you take this off?"

"If it's framed with traditional paste, I'll have my own way later, but if it's a chemical glue paste, I'm afraid this painting will be scrapped. But if you don't uncover it, this painting will always be a bad work. ”

Zhong Yue suddenly realized that the three question marks of the system valuation of feelings were like this. The painting in the painting is exposed, and it is rich overnight, and it is worthless......

"You just have an idea, even if it is exposed, it is my fate to this painting. ”

Xi Lao smiled and said, "It's best that you can think like this." This person tried his best to cover the original with a bad painting, and it seems that the painting hidden in it must be extraordinary, and you come in with me. ”

"Good. Zhong Yue was also a little nervous and entered the study with Xi Qichang.

In the large sink, pure water was poured an inch high. Xi Qichang slowly put the scroll into the water, "Old woman, give me that bamboo stick, it's longer." ”

"You wait a minute. ”

"Sharp point. ”

The old lady looked at Xi Qichang with white eyes, rummaged through the cabinets and looked for it, and handed a one-and-a-half-foot-long bamboo skewer to Xi Lao.

"Zhong Yue, you go over there and smooth out the painting scroll. ”

"Oh, good. ”

The two of them each held a painting scroll at one end, and Xi Qichang slowly shook the painting.

After half a ring, I used a bamboo skewer to find some rice paper paintings that had been stripped of the liner paper, and carefully picked them up.

"Fortunately, it's a traditional paste, and if it's glue, most of the paintings sandwiched in it are wasted. ”

When Zhong Yue looked under the painting again, his pupils involuntarily shrank.

Something is wrong......