Finding the target, Wu Di was interested. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info first look at the paragraph, the lower left side of the shaft has the words "Zifan system" and "Shen's" square seal, and the jade pond is the imperial title of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty "willing to make incense". "Qianlong Chenhan", "Treasure of Qianlong Imperial Tour", "Shiqu Treasure", "Shiqu Dingjian", "Treasure Recompilation" and "Qianlong Appreciation" seals. These seem to be fine, and even the seals are almost exactly like the real thing!

After carefully examining the newness and other characteristics of the silk, Wu Di was puzzled, the age of this work should be a work of the Qing Dynasty, as for whether it is early or middle and late does not matter, the important thing is that at that time, who would dare to imitate such a thing? Even dare to imitate the seal, don't you want a small life?

Silk since ancient times has been "the saint of weaving" said, in the silk, brocade, embroidery three famous silk crafts, the first place, commonly known as "an inch of silk and an inch of gold". Silk is the essence of Chinese silk handicrafts, in the Ming and Qing dynasties for the emperor's royal use, was monopolized by the royal family. Compared with other silk handicrafts, silk has the dual value of art and craftsmanship.

Compared with other works of art, there are very few mediocre silk products, and similarly, there are very few fakes. Because imitation is too difficult, the cost and difficulty of counterfeiting silk works are much greater than that of any handicraft. A fine piece the size of a scarf alone contains thousands of progressive colors that would take a skilled technician months to complete.

This is obviously a fine product, and I don't know which master has worked for several years before it was successfully imitated? But looking at this craft, do you still need to imitate other people's?

Wu Di first affirmed that this is a fine product, and then began to be entangled in its age, "Plum Bamboo Hanque Picture" is a heavy treasure of the Qing Palace, so it must not be a Qing Dynasty person who dares to imitate it, that is to say, his judgment just now was wrong. So is the Republic of China? It is possible that the fine products of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China are not easy to break the dynasty. However, there are also problems with the imitation of this work, it seems that the seals of Jiaqing and others are missing, but why did the author leave these flaws?

Wu Di continued to try to find flaws in the work, but this work is tightly organized, well-proportioned, well-layered, skillfully made, and the business is complete, it can be called ingenious and exquisite, and where is the flaw for him to discover?

The boss saw Wu Di in a daze in front of the silk, and came over with a smile.

"You're the seventeenth person to have that expression since this piece was hung."

Wu Di smiled bitterly:

"Where did this thing come from, boss?"

"Oh, I found it while sorting through my great-grandfather's relics, and it's a pity that my great-grandfather was involved in that history."

Wu Di didn't speak, so let's listen to this kind of story.

"Boss, how are you going to sell this silk?"

"It's not expensive, a million euros."

Million? A million is not expensive? If it's just a fine piece of silk, even if it's modern, hundreds of thousands of euros can be worth the money. However, who are you imitating to imitate the collection of the Forbidden City? Still leaving such a glaring flaw?

Wu Di consulted the boss and put on white gloves. He didn't let go of the mistake, and he decided to use a big killing weapon.

As soon as his fingers touched the picture, a cool breath flowed into his body, good thing! At the same time, the hint of the Book of Heaven clearly appeared in his mind:

"Qing, Shen Mengzhou, plum bamboo and cold finch picture, genuine silk."

The hint of the book of heaven made Wu Di clear about the authenticity of things, but who Shen Mengzhou was, let him break his head, and he didn't have a trace of impression. But one thing he can be sure of is that as long as it is not a modern imitation, hundreds of thousands of euros will be taken down without losing money! Not to mention that now the Book of Heaven affirms the authenticity of the seal, as a collection of the Qing Palace, the selling price is one million, which is simply the price of cabbage! Wu Di's judgment is grounded, because although the Book of Heaven does not say whether the seal is true or false, it affirms the Qing Dynasty, and no one in the Qing Dynasty will dare to take the risk of copying the seal to destroy the family!

He suddenly thought of a possibility, could Shen Mengzhou be another name for Shen Zifan? If that's the case, you'll hit the baby! Silk Twins! How many people's glasses will be shattered?

"Boss, this is an imitation, although the craftsmanship is exquisite, it is still an imitation."

"Hehe, it's okay if it's a copy, if it's genuine, I don't think even if I open it to 20 million, it won't stay here anymore! Hahahaha! ”

"Dare to imitate the Qianlong jade seal, I don't think the Qing Dynasty had it, so this work was also the earliest thing in the Republic of China, and the price is a bit high."

"Then why doesn't the sir think these seals could be real?"

"What do you think?"

The boss looked at Wu Di's face and shook his head. He had stumbled upon a piece of silk at a friend's house. The friend visited China 20 years ago, and a local government gave him the work as a gift to promote the local handicrafts. Now this young man judged that it was a work of the Republic of China, and most of them looked away, and this is likely to be a modern imitation.

Wu Di did not suspect the new imitation, this work was imitated by a Chinese master in the sixties, but he overturned this possibility from the beginning, coupled with the judgment of the Book of Heaven, now he knows the value of this work better than anyone else.

"500,000, boss, I think it's a very sincere price."

"No, no, sir, this piece can't be at this price, otherwise it would have been taken long ago! Nine hundred and eighty thousand euros, and as a sign of my sincerity, I will give you twenty thousand. ”

Wu Di bargained for a while, but the boss bit it to death, and finally had to pay 960,000 euros to buy this Shen Mengzhou's "Plum Bamboo Cold Sparrow".

Wu Di's mood is very comfortable, as time goes by, his collection is getting richer and richer, only this time he has added oil paintings, bronze mirrors, books, fabrics, couplets, ivory carvings, ancient bricks and other treasures, next, what surprises will be waiting for him?

After looking at the store for a while, and not seeing any more targets worth shooting, Wu Di pulled Song Ying and continued the treasure hunt.

As soon as they walked for a while, an old Chinese man dressed in Tang costume hurriedly walked into the small shop that dealt in silk works, and saw the blank space on the wall at a glance, and his face suddenly turned pale!

"Boss, what about the "Plum Bamboo Cold Sparrow"?"

"Hehe, I was just bought by a young man, and he is also Chinese. Sir, you seem to have been here yesterday, right? ”

"How long have they been gone? What does it look like? ”

The old gentleman was not in the mood to talk to the shopkeeper at all, and asked Wu Di's information vigorously. The boss also knows that something is wrong, and I'm afraid that the thing just now is a treasure! He led the old man out of the store in a hurry, looked for three stores in a row, and finally saw Wu Di's figure in a jade shop.

The old man had calmed down at the moment, and when the boss confirmed the target, he took out a hundred euros and handed it over. The boss shook his head, did not reach out to take it, and said:

"I want to know where that work came from."

The old man nodded, stood outside the store with the boss and waited, and after a while, he stopped Wu Di, who was laughing with Song Ying and walking out.

Wu Di looked at the two people blocking in front of him in surprise, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, is there any problem?

The shopkeeper warmly invited Wu Di and the two to return to the store, saying that they had important matters to discuss, and the old man also introduced himself, Zhu Derang of Hucheng.

Wu Di was taken aback when he heard this, Zhu Derang of Hucheng, isn't this a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the antique world? If you don't count the political background of his master Chang Lao, the status of these two people in the antique world should be comparable, so some people often call these two masters in the collection world "Nanzhu Beichang"!

Wu Di ignored the people on the street, solemnly clasped his fists and made an ancient salute, and said:

"Boy Wu Di, who studied under the old man Chang Kindergarten in the capital, I have the honor to meet Master Zhu here today!"

When the old man heard this, his expression moved, and he smiled:

"You're Wu Di? Did you buy that "Plum Bamboo Cold Sparrow"? It seems that the old man Chang sees people no worse than he looks at antiques! ”

"Seniors praise falsely, the kid is just lucky!"

"Go aside, don't give me a tone here, you can't talk well, right? Alas, since you bought that work, there is nothing to do with my old man! I didn't expect to fight the wild goose for a lifetime, but it was not as ruthless as you kid, and let the wild goose king go! Okay, go back and say hello to your master on my behalf, I'll go first. ”

Zhu Derang knew that things had fallen into Wu Di's hands, and he probably didn't have a chance, so he didn't wait for Wu Di to answer, sighed, and prepared to leave.

The boss was in a hurry, these two stood on the street and muttered a few words, and then they were about to break up, what the hell was going on with the silk? If he doesn't figure out this problem, how will he be able to sleep in the future?

With one hand, the boss stopped the old man, turned his head and said to Wu Di:

"Sir, since you've come out, why don't you come and sit in my shop for a while? Don't be afraid to tell the truth, if you don't tell me the origin of that silk, I'm afraid I won't have a good night's sleep in the future! ”

Wu Di saw the boss and Zhu Derang coming over, so he guessed that it was mostly for the silk, and later chatted with Zhu Derang, and sure enough, it was like this! Seeing the old gentleman's expression, his heart moved, could it be that he knew the origin of this silk?

Zhu Derang wanted to find a place to lick his wounds, but after listening to the boss's words, he couldn't help but hesitate a little in his heart, what if this young man just saw that this was a fine product and bought it casually to collect and play? If he didn't recognize the origin of this thing, then did he do it or not? Tangled!

The boss's eyebrows and eyes are very lively, and when he saw that the two of them didn't move their nests, he knew that there was a play, and smiled at Song Ying:

"Ma'am, can you please go back to my shop and rest for a while?"

Wu Di smiled and said to Zhu Derang:

"Elder Zhu, why don't we go over and sit down? Let ......"

He originally wanted to listen to the teachings of his predecessors, but suddenly remembered what the old gentleman said just now, and quickly stopped his mouth. Zhu Derang was struggling, and didn't notice that Wu Di said half a sentence, just nodded silently, followed behind the boss, and walked towards the silk shop.

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