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"That's it, Tu Baozi, don't you don't know how to pretend to understand!" Lu Xian'er on the side also snorted lightly, glaring at Su Fan with both eyes, grandpa said so, then this painting must be real, see how you end up in a while?

Su Fan naturally ignored Lu Xian'er's sarcasm, walked straight up, looked at the picture of the Eight Horses that was almost exactly the same as the real thing, and said with a faint smile: "Grandpa, this rice paper is indeed the rice paper of the Republic of China period, but this ink is not the pen and ink of the Republic of China period, if you don't believe it, you can put this painting flat, I think you will understand immediately!" ”

"Lift it up!" Old Man Lu said to the beautiful woman. hua.

The beautiful woman raised her hands and laid the scroll flat, Old Man Lu looked at the picture levelly, and then, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Fan is right, this painting is really not genuine!" ”

"Huh? How is this possible? It cost four million! Lu Xian'er on the side exclaimed, even Hong Yi was surprised, his antique friend patted his chest to ensure that this was genuine.

"Hehe, whether this painting is a stroke or a painting soul, it is a masterpiece, even if it is compared to Master Xu Beihong, it is not much better, what is missing is some fame, four million, although it is more expensive, but over time, it will exceed this value, Hong Yi, you bothered!" Old Man Lu smiled faintly. (hua.$>>>cotton, flower 'sugar' small 'say')

"Grandpa is polite, but Hong Yi still doesn't understand, how can this painting be fake?" Hearing Old Man Lu say this, Hong Yi's injured heart was somewhat comforted, but he still didn't understand how this painting was fake.

"Hehe, Xiaofan, come on!" The old man of the Lu family smiled slightly and said towards Su Fan.

"It's very simple, if this painting is painted during the Republic of China, then for so many years, the pen and ink have completely penetrated into the paper, and the paper is completely integrated, regardless of each other, once you look at it, you can basically not see any concave and convex feeling, but this painting is different, you can take a closer look, his picture is convex!" Su Fan pointed to the picture of the eight horses and said lightly.

Hong Yi and the others didn't believe in evil, so they stepped forward one by one to take a closer look, and found that the picture was really raised.

It's shallow, but it's definitely clear.

"Hehe, most people identify ancient paintings and ancient books from the paper, and few people will identify them like this, Xiaofan, you are ingenious!" Old man Lu had a look of appreciation, he was so careful at such a young age, which was amazing.

"Hehe, this can only identify some things from the Republic of China period, and very few raw materials have been handed down before the Republic of China, even if you want to use this method!" Su Fan smiled modestly. &65288;&26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&32;&87;&119;&119;&46;&77;&105;&97;&110;&72;&117;&97;&84;&97;&110;&103;&46;&67;&99;&32;&25552;&20379;&84;&120;&116; &20813;&36153;&19979;&36733;&65289;

"Hehe, anyway, this method is still advisable after all, but you didn't have the usual painting just now, how do you know it's fake?" The old man of the Lu family looked at Su Fan with a smile on his face.

The others also looked at Su Fan in unison: yes, he was several meters away from the painting before, and there was no way to do it, how could he conclude that this painting was fake?

Su Fan suddenly smiled wryly, this Nima is a goof, but he can't say that the real thing is in his grandfather's study, right?

Let's not say that the other party doesn't believe it, if he really believes it, the old man of the Lu family wants to take a look, what should he do? Borrow it from the one at home? He's going to kill himself.

"I know the author of this fake, and I was right next to him when he created this painting!" As a last resort, Su Fan had no choice but to tell the author of the painting.

"Oh? Who is he? The eyes of the old man of the Lu family lit up, people with such painters will become everyone sooner or later.

"Su Can!" In Su Fan's mind, he thought of the approachable big brother, and the focused expression he had in his grandfather's study depicting the painting according to the real Eight Horses.

"Su Can?" The old man of the Lu family was stunned, he had never heard of this name.

"Well, he died eight years ago, and in fact, he only left this one work in his life!" Su Fan sighed.

He was only twenty-three years old at the time, if it weren't for that car accident, perhaps, he would have become a world-famous master of Chinese painting!

"God is jealous of talents!" The old man of the Lu family sighed softly, it is a pity in his life that he can create such a peerless fake, and he has not been able to see it.

"Yes, God is jealous! But because of this, perhaps the painting will be worth more than four million in the future! Su Fan also sighed, he really didn't expect that ten years later, he would be able to see this painting again.

"Hmph, even if this painting is a fake, it is worth a lot of money, you have been talking for a long time, have you prepared any gifts for grandpa?" After hearing that this painting was still valuable, Lu Xian'er snorted proudly again.

She doesn't care if the painting is real or fake, anyway, as long as it reflects the value.

"Oh, I almost forgot, grandpa, I heard Xiaoqin say that you like national arts, I specially brought you a book, you can follow the above practice when you are old, it is good for your body!" Su Fan looked suddenly enlightened, and then took out a book from his pocket.

It is said to be a book, but it is actually a book bound up with more than ten lengths of A4 printing paper.

When they saw that what Su Fan took out turned out to be a bound book, many people in the hall showed disdainful looks.

This Lu Qin's boyfriend is really stingy, even if you want to send a book, send a printed book, what are you printing out? He wouldn't just download something on the Internet and print it out, would he?

Even Lu Qin's parents covered their heads in pain, God, Su Fan, you are a disgrace, it is better for you to buy something casually than this book?

"Tai Chi Zhang?" But at this time, the woman in her thirties who had been standing behind the old man of the Lu family exclaimed.

"Tai Chi Zhang!" The old man sitting on the chair was also surprised, and directly opened the bound book, when looking at those simplified writing moves, his cloudy eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"It's really Tai Chi Zhang!" When he quickly swept the bound book, the old man of the Lu family was already trembling with excitement, and the whole person stood up directly from the chair, grabbed Su Fan's hands, stuffed the bound book into Su Fan's hand, and said very excitedly: "Su Fan, this gift is too heavy, the old man doesn't dare to accept it!" ”

Seeing the old man's expression, and hearing what he said, everyone, including Lu Qin, was dumbfounded......

Isn't it just a broken binding? What kind of value is this? Still afraid to accept it? It can't be that the old man didn't want it, and he was afraid of hurting his face, so he said that, right?