Chapter 11: A Blockbuster
Disputes between appraisers are indeed resolved by special methods related to antiques in order to convince the other party, and similarly, the big bosses in the Zhongtian Club also have a hobby of using antiques to bet.
However, this piece of golden land that is strategically important to both major companies is now gambling on winning or losing with unheard-of repainting odds, which has never appeared in the history of the club.
Soon, the news of Qin Xin and Jin Shanhe's bet spread in the Zhongtian Club, and then the bosses in the various small halls and boxes all came out, and finally the corridor on the third floor was actually crowded with people, and even a few antique dealers from other places also got together to listen to Jiang Dacheng talk about what happened.
Not only that, but there were people standing downstairs looking in the direction of the windowsill to see if they could see what was going on in the room.
In the end, the manager of the clubhouse had to arrange everyone in the hall downstairs, and brought a special table for waiting for a while to identify the paintings.
And in the position of the hall, as soon as you raise your head, you can see the door of the room, so Zhao Zhuo will be seen as soon as he comes out later.
Everyone also felt that they were making too much of a fuss, this repainting was simply impossible, and the matter was already a foregone conclusion, however, Zhao Zhuo's calm attitude made people can't help but be curious.
Jin Shanhe is full of confidence in his victory, and almost ninety percent of the people are on his side, as soon as Zhao Zhuo entered the box, he had already asked people to bid for the waiver, and then proudly hugged the foreign girl and laughed. As long as Qin Xin's company withdraws from the bidding, the golden land will be in the bag.
Although Qin Xin has experienced strong winds and waves, he can't help but be a little nervous in such a battle, although he believes in Zhao Zhuo, but the matter is really hanging, and his heart is also up and down.
As the minutes passed, a boss was a little idle, so he walked to the third floor, put his ear to the door and listened carefully, but the box seemed to be dead silent.
As soon as the boss came, someone asked, "Old Zhou, did you hear any movement?" ”
"There was no movement at all." Boss Zhou shook his head and said.
Jin Shanhe smiled when he heard this, and said to Qin Xin: "Old Qin, did you hear it, there was no movement in it at all, what does it mean, it means that the kid doesn't dare to start at all, he is stubborn enough, maybe he will start trembling on his two legs when he enters the room." ”
Murong Xun and several bosses around him couldn't help laughing, Qin Xin snorted secretly, and didn't answer, he understood very well, if he wanted to shut up Jin Shanhe, the only way to put the facts in front of him was to do it.
Compared with the boring bosses outside, Zhao Zhuo was busy nervously at this time.
Although the most important part of the repainting is the pharmaceutical, applying the ointment is also a very delicate job. The reason why this calligraphy and painting is broken is because of the weathering effect of many years, and the surface of the paper is dry and cracked due to the loss of moisture, forming small and small fragments, which will fall off with a little force.
The viscosity of the ointment is very high, so once the ointment is applied, it must be applied from the beginning to the end of the painting, otherwise the ointment will easily stick the pieces out of the paper once you leave halfway.
In addition, the whole process of application should not only be very gentle, but also maintain the same position, and observe the weathering of the fragments, and not let sweat drip on the drawing paper.
After an hour of careful application, then it is the process of air drying, this process should also be very careful, the wind is too strong, it is easy to cause damage to the freshly glued picture, the wind is too small, you need to pick up a fan or something to add some wind.
In the hall, when Murong Xun's mobile phone sounded an alarm, Jin Shanhe sat up all of a sudden, and waved his hand like a mighty general: "It's time!" ”
Everyone looked towards the third floor in unison, and then the door finally opened, only to see Zhao Zhuo walking out a little tired, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, it has been repaired, because the painting has just been repaired, it is not easy to move, so I will put it on it, and ask Boss Jin to take your people, come and take a look." ”
Zhao Zhuo's expression was no different from when he first entered, he was very calm, but his expression was a little tired, as if the repainting was a physical task.
Qin Xin immediately got up and walked up, Jin Shanhe and Murong Xun also hurriedly followed, and dozens of bosses in the hall followed one after another, everyone wanted to witness the completion of this gambling contract for the first time, and of course they also wanted to see how well this painting was repaired, so all of a sudden, the corridor on the third floor was crowded with people again.
The window in the box was wide open at this time, and the ancient painting was spread on the table, and there were tools for framing around the table, which looked very messy, but if someone looked closely, they would find that these tools had not been used at all.
It's just that all everyone cares about now is how well the painting is repaired.
Qin Xin and Jin Shanhe almost squeezed in together, and when they looked at the painting again, Qin Xin only felt that his eyes lit up, and the stone in his heart disappeared without a trace.
I saw that the calligraphy and painting not only completely disappeared in tatters, but even the 2/3 cracks were gone, and the painting was continuous on the mountain, the river was even the sky, the ink and bamboo were a little, the charm was extraordinary, every stroke was natural, there was no appearance of later supplemental color, and the painting was still a little wet, as if it had just been painted.
Jin Shanhe's eyes suddenly widened, but he didn't believe that this was the one just now, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Murong, quickly identify and identify!" ”
Murong Xun was also a little distracted when he saw the painting, and when he heard the sound of Jin Shanhe, he hurriedly came back to his senses, took out the magnifying glass he carried, and studied it carefully from top to bottom, from left to right, from paper to money, from painting style to brushwork.
Not only him, but the bosses who came in later also sent appraisers to ponder on the side, but at a cursory glance at this painting, there is the style of an ancient painting, and the more you look at it, the more you feel that it is genuine.
Jin Shanhe saw that Murong Xun's brows were furrowed higher and higher, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't help dripping, and the appraisers whispered in the ears of their respective bosses to make preliminary conclusions, and the bosses also showed a look of surprise on their faces.
Although it was only a preliminary result, there were five or six second-level calligraphy and painting appraisers who entered the house for appraisal, and Zhao Zhuo entered the box empty-handed, so it was absolutely impossible to create a fake.
The things in front of me were completely beyond everyone's imagination, as if they had been told that the earth was square.
Although there were a lot of people in the box, Qin Xin felt that the air was very fresh, and seeing that everyone hadn't found a flaw for so long, he pressed Zhao Zhuo's shoulder hard and said, "Xiao Zhao, you are really capable, to be honest, I really have a bit of a mess in my heart." However, even if you tell me in the future that you have any magical abilities, then I will never doubt it. ”
Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly and said: "I should thank Mr. Qin, if it weren't for Mr. Qin, I wouldn't be able to save this painting and calligraphy." The ancients said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and if you want me to say, it is also a merit to be able to restore ancient paintings and pass them on to future generations. ”
Qin Xin was a little surprised, and praised lightly: "It's rare that you can think like this, people always look too much at the price of a painting, compare it with money, how many people care about its value?" ”
While the two were talking, Murong Xun suddenly remembered something and shouted, "By the way, hang it up!" ”
Saying this, everyone immediately realized that although Zhao Zhuo said that there was no need to remount, but within the scope of everyone's knowledge, no one knew what else could repair the painting except remounting.
In order to remount it, it is necessary to put new rice paper on the broken part of the ancient painting and glue it well, so that although the hole cannot be seen from the front, as long as the painting is hung up, you can clearly see the piece of paper under the broken place when you look at it from the back.
Qin Xin hurriedly glanced at Zhao Zhuo, and saw that he said calmly: "Let's be lighter, it's best for a few people to hold on to the edge of the painting, it's not very firm just after it has been repaired, so as not to tear it up, I have to do it again, but it takes a lot of effort." ”
Hearing this, everyone only felt a little urge to vomit blood, even if the crack could be seen in the back, it only took 3 hours to repair the painting like this, it was simply a miraculous skill, even the most skilled framer could not reach it.
However, this kid actually said that it took a lot of effort, this is simply bullying.
However, everyone still followed the instructions, carefully held up the painting, put it on the window to take a look, and gasped one by one.
Under the sunlight, there is no extra trace on the drawing paper, that is, the whole piece of rice paper, and other than that, there is no trace of repair.
Murong Xun's eyes were about to pop out, but this true work is the real thing, he can't help but talk nonsense, intact is intact, in front of everyone's eyes, there is really no flaw.
When everyone looked at Zhao Zhuo again, their eyes had become extremely hot.
Seeing this, Jin Shanhe sat on the sofa with a dead face, he thought that he had taken a big advantage and could easily get the piece of land, but he didn't expect that the person who was fooled in the end was actually himself.
It's just that who would have thought that this young boy would have such a rebellious ability?
At this time, Qin Xincai said slowly: "Boss Jin, this bet seems to have been won by me." ”
"You ......" Jin Shanhe was so angry that his brain was congested, but the facts were in front of him again, so he had to hate and sign the bidding waiver that he had prepared by someone, and left angrily with Yangniu and Murong Xun.
At this time, all the bosses crowded over to congratulate Qin Xin, on the one hand, to see the young appraiser who won a piece of land for Qin Xin, and on the other hand, they wanted Zhao Zhuo to help repair the calligraphy and paintings at home.
You know, this painting can make a depreciated painting and calligraphy as new, the profit is obvious, take this calligraphy and painting as an example, it only cost 600,000 yuan when it was bought, but after repairing it, it can be sold for more than 2 million yuan.
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