"Hmm, you need to uncover the painting, then come in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info", the person inside seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then agreed.

Manager Yang opened the door and let Xu Ling and a few people in before entering by himself.

The house is not big, and the lighting is not very good. A dim lamp glowed yellow, and a thin old man with gray hair sat at an old desk with reading glasses.

is dressed in a gray cloth robe, which is very similar to the dress of today's cross talk people, which makes several people stunned.

"This is Master Fu, he is the Palace Museum Research Institute specially hired by our Jubao Zhai, the number one person in the country!", Manager Yang introduced softly.

Xu Ling and the others were secretly surprised, until now the old man was still looking at a pamphlet with a magnifying glass, and he ignored everyone. It seems to put them in and forget about it!

Half an hour passed, and when the women frowned and became impatient, the old man finally put down his magnifying glass, looked up and saw a few people, first stunned for a moment, and then touched the thinning hair on his head, and suddenly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! When I'm busy, I won't even forget my name! Xiao Yang won't remind me!"

"Poof!" Hearing this, Liu Yuehan and the others covered their mouths and smiled, this old man was really interesting.

"Come, I'll take a look at your stuff. Is it identification?", Fu Lao still didn't remember.

"Fu Lao, it's a painting!", Manager Yang reminded in a low voice.

Xu Ling stopped talking nonsense and handed the painting to the old man. "Fu Lao bothered, how much do you think it takes to uncover this painting?", Xu Ling asked.

Their rules also have a certain level, difficulty is one thing, and value is also another.

"I'll take a look first. The old man emptied the table and slowly unfolded the painting on it.

"Yes, the skills of this painter have entered the room, but the difference is just some experience and overall situation, a rare talent!", as soon as the painting was opened, the old man's face showed a smile.

"Huh, Master Daqian's style, one of the pictures of Wujiang Xingzhou, is this?", Fu Lao saw the overall layout, and immediately said its teacher's inheritance, and he was indeed well-informed.

"Master Daqian's closed disciple Liang is the first, and the words are there! No wonder, it's a pity, it's a pity!", Fu Lao sighed long after seeing the payment, and muttered two sentences of pity.

"Where did you get this painting?", Fu Lao asked Xu Ling.

"Master, is there anything wrong?", Xu Ling wanted to hear Fu Lao's opinion.

"The lad is a blessed man at first sight. Let's not talk about the hidden painting inside. This painting by Mr. Liang Weixian alone is worth a lot of money! This Liang Weixian is a few years older than me, and legend has it that he was born to know that he is a genius of a generation! He is a self-taught painter, and he is especially good at sketching and ink painting. In his later years, Mr. Daqian once spread the word that those who came to seek paintings did not see them! Those who came to apprentice to the teacher were beaten out with sticks! Those who came to seek knowledge could enter the door of his study and ask! But for the sake of this Liang first, he was stunned to break the oath he had made, and you can imagine how amazing and brilliant this person is!", Fu Lao seemed to recall the years of burning passion, and his eyes showed a look of nostalgia!

It is a pity that this man's painting disappeared with his fall, and it is difficult to find a picture in the world. After all, he was the last disciple of Mr. Daqian in his later years, and if he was calculated at half the price of his size, it would be a few million!", Fu Lao Mo held the painting and sighed with emotion, God is jealous of the talent! If it is put on hold now, that kind of thing will be morally condemned at most, and it will not make people sigh!

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"If you like it, I'll give it to you after this painting is removed!", Xu Ling smiled and touched her head. Liu Yuehan is small and exquisite, but this refers to her height, the proud twin peaks and slender waist, and the slender legs are not exquisite at all!

"What you said, you can't go back!", Liu Yuehan happily circled Xu Ling's head, pulled him down, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face.

"Ahem", Fu Lao glared at Xu Ling, while the others just turned their heads embarrassedly.

Xu Ling is wronged, how can you blame me!

"There are two kinds of stickers, one is destructive, don't want to take it off, the second is to use a special glue, generally vegetable glue, animal glue, this glue can not only protect the painting from damage, but also after uncovering you will find that the color is exactly the same as new!", Fu Lao said happily to everyone,

"I'm going to work, you guys go and sit next to it, don't disturb me!", after speaking, he ignored Xu Ling and them, but took out a few bottles from the cabinet next to him, and turned on an incandescent lamp.

Fu Lao first cleaned the painting carefully, and then took a few bottles of potion on the back and brushed it again, and dried it evenly under the lamp. It's been more than half an hour since I finished doing this.

Then Fu Lao flattened the painting on the table, took a piece of bamboo, and unveiled the painting from a corner!

After a few actions, I really unveiled a layer of painting!

"It's amazing!", Xu Yue said in amazement, everyone nodded, this is really an eye-opener. It's a pity that this sticker hiding technique is the same as the unmasking technique, and it's going to be lost!

"It's Mr. Daqian's Wuxia Rain! I didn't expect it to be this painting!", Fu Lao shouted excitedly the moment he saw the painting, his hands trembled, his eyes flashed, and his face flushed!

"Well, how can I feel the momentum of the river rushing towards my face!, as if the rivers and mountains are alive!", Xu Yue couldn't help muttering.

"This is the difference between a generation of masters and ordinary painters! Painting a tiger is like a roaring mountain forest, the roar is deafening, and when painting a big river and a mountain, the mighty momentum of the surging river jumps out, making people feel as if they are in the scene!", Long Xiaomei explained to Xu Yue.

This little girl is right, which is why many people like Mr. Daqian's paintings now. Because only Mr. Daqian can paint the landscape of the motherland with this kind of charm in contemporary times! At the first glance of this painting, you can't help but substitute yourself for the people of this small boat, who are alone in the wind and rain! Looking up at the cliffs, the mountains and mountains, the strange horses of mountains and rocks, and the wonders of the waterfalls; overlooking the surging river, the flat boat moving with the river, the momentum is just like Mr. Daqian's character, with the current of the times, the pitch is magnificent! There are thunderstorms in the sky, and you are still calm! , the more Fu Lao spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to hold the painting in his arms when he saw it.

Several people looked at each other, and could only watch Fu Lao holding a magnifying glass and studying.

"There is no doubt that it is genuine! Look at this seal, look at this signature, and this inscription poem, they are all Mr. Daqian's style! Priceless treasure!", Fu Laozai carefully observed the corners and corners of the place, and then slowly got up and said with admiration.

"Young man, are you selling?", Fu Lao asked with a longing look in his eyes.

"Hmm, you ask her, her dowry!", Xu Ling went out and pushed it directly to Long Xiaomei.

(To be continued.) )