In the Zhongtian Club, there is only one rule for buying and selling antiques, that is, the one with the highest price wins, which is also an important reason why antique dealers are willing to come here, there is nothing more profitable than throwing antiques to a bunch of rich people and watching them compete with each other.

The bosses present had their own interests, so there were only Qin Xin, Zhao Zhuo and Jin Shanhe in front of the ancient paintings.

There are a total of eight ancient paintings on the table, all of which are placed in beautifully made long boxes, Jiang Dacheng will hang them one by one, the earliest of which is the Northern Song Dynasty, and the latest is the Qing Dynasty.

Two of these eight ancient paintings are everyone's work, but unfortunately they are all fakes.

One of the paintings is called "Qingshui Pavilion Map", which can be seen as a work made by Sun Kehong, a master of the Qing Dynasty, according to the seal.

This painting on the green mountains and green waters, the brushwork is meticulous, the color is beautiful and elegant, it shows the foundation, at least a hundred years of history, but it is a pity that the author's seal is counterfeit and stamped by later generations. Although the painting is an ancient painting, it is not a work of Sun Kehong, and the value is naturally different.

The second painting is called "Taoist Landscape Map", which was made by Wang Jian, a master of the Qing Dynasty, and the ancient painting is also a real painting, but unfortunately it is made by the old painting.

You must know that rice paper is made in layers, an ordinary rice paper can be split into two or three layers, and a good and thick rice paper can even be split into more than ten layers. Drawing on rice paper, the ink is soaked from top to bottom, layer by layer.

Therefore, after some dishonest businessmen get an ancient painting, they will split it into a layer, which can turn a painting into two or more paintings, and then fill in the color of the light color, so that it can be fake and real.

It's just that these can't hide Mo Ling's eyes, except for these two, the others are genuine, but it's a pity, either the author is a small name and not very famous, or everyone's small works, Jiang Dacheng's price is too high.

After Zhao Zhuo told Qin Xin of the conclusion he had reached, the latter couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

On the other side, Jin Shanhe was also listening to Murong Xun's appraisal results, although Murong Xun was a second-level appraiser, but his attainments in the appraisal of ancient paintings and Mo Ling were naturally not of the same level, and he only saw that one of them was a fake, and he was still suspicious, and he didn't see the specific fake for a while.

However, Jin Shanhe saw that Qin Xin did not move, so he did not say anything.

Qin Xin's gaze slipped around the painting, and he said towards Jiang Dacheng: "Aren't there any other paintings?" ”

Jiang Dacheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, yes, but there is a small problem with this painting." ”

"A small question? Take it out and show it to me. Qin Xin said.

Jiang Dacheng took out a scroll of paintings from a box and carefully spread it out, it didn't matter if it was spread out, everyone who saw it gasped and shouted pity.

This ancient painting not only looks tattered, but also seems to have been torn by force, with a 2/3 long crack in the middle.

As soon as he saw this broken painting, Zhao Zhuo subconsciously touched his pants, only to find that there was actually a piece of ointment and a brush in his trouser pocket, and he remembered that he must have put the rest of the ointment in his pocket when he painted last night.

At this time, he took a closer look at the painting, and when he saw the payment, it was actually Fu Shan's work.

Fu Shannai was a thinker in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, good at calligraphy, painting and medicine, and his poems, calligraphy, and paintings were known as the three uniques, and he was quite famous in the painting world.

This painting is like a knife on the mountain, the peak is even the cliff, the charm is extraordinary, it makes people feel the vigorous pen power, and the cursive writing written next to it makes people have a sense of shock.

Jin Shanhe sneered and said, "Is this still a small problem? It's the most broken painting I've ever seen. ”

Jiang Dacheng smiled bitterly: "Boss Jin, although the problem is a bit big, but this is a rare authentic work of Fu Shan." Take it back and ask the framing master to re-mount it again, and you can also maintain the original style. ”

"You think I'm a stupid hat, can I still sell it after I reframe it? Isn't this collection just waiting for the value of the collection to appreciate? Jin Shanhe said disdainfully.

Although Jin Shanhe's words are too straightforward, in fact, it is also true, buying a painting that can only be seen but not sold is probably only obsessed collectors and museums.

Zhao Zhuo looked at this tattered ancient painting, and he also felt a little conflicted in his heart.

He is not selfless, people say that wealth is not exposed, if someone knows that he has a mysterious formula for making up the painting, it will inevitably be targeted.

However, if you only care about your own safety, and watch this ancient painting that has gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain fall apart like this, how can you be worthy of the painter who researched this formula?

The painter has been studying hard for more than ten years and repainting more than 1,000 paintings, so that these ancient paintings can be passed on to future generations?

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