Yang Kang glanced at her and said in a low voice: "Tang Bohu's "Zhaojun" picture, don't you look at the words on it? This beauty is really beautiful. ”

What he said was the truth, the beauty was really beautiful, especially a pair of eyes, **smart, he liked it when he looked at it, and thought to himself, this is just a painting, I don't know how beautiful the real Zhaojun is? was able to rely on his beauty to make the barbarians over there dazed.

Jiang Xiaoyue was about to speak, but at this time, an old man in his sixties next to him listened to it, and couldn't help but smile and asked: "Why, Xiaoyou also knows how to draw, come over and take a look!" ”

"Thank you, old man, what I don't understand, it's just that I can't help but join in the fun when I look at the beauty painting on this painting." Yang Kang said busily.

"Oh...... It's okay. The old man's surname is Qin, and he is a famous old appraiser in Jinling City, known as Professor Qin, and said with a smile when he heard this, "Just look at it." ”

Out of curiosity, Yang Kang stretched out his hand and touched the painting, but he didn't see the aura, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. High imitations?

But think about it, since there is an imitation of the late Qing Dynasty on the market, there will naturally be a second one, and this one, God knows if it is an imitation of the late Qing Dynasty, it is difficult to say.

At this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure was busy asking, "Old Qin, what do you think, give me a word?" ”

"Haha!" Professor Qin couldn't help but smile and said, "Boss Mo, the sellers are not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?" ”

"I ...... Is it possible not to be in a hurry? The middle-aged man known as Boss Mo couldn't help but laugh and said, knowing that he was indeed asking a little urgently.

"I'm in a hurry, too." Lu Qiusheng, who was the seller, was busy asking, "Old Qin, you give me a word." ”

"Old Qin, don't sell it, everyone is waiting for you." Standing next to Boss Mo was a rather beautiful woman, and when she spoke, Yang Kang suddenly had a feeling that his eyes lit up.

Just now, all his attention was attracted by the picture of "Zhaojun", and it was only at this time that he noticed the beautiful woman who was about twenty-seven or eight years old, and felt that she was a little better looking than the Zhaojun in the painting.

"Boss Lu, this painting ...... I have a lot of doubts. Professor Qin thought for a while, considered the words for a while, and then said, "You ask Mr. Zhen and Mr. Fei?" ”

"I'm a little uneasy when I look at it." The old man, known as "Zhen Lao", put down the magnifying glass in his hand, rubbed his eyes, stood up and walked to the side of the sofa and sat down.

As for Mr. Fei, he was much younger than Zhen Lao, looking at his age of about forty years and in the prime of life, he immediately frowned and said, "It's just something else, it's just this paper...... It's a little too nice. ”

As soon as Yang Kang was told by him, he immediately scolded himself: "Confused! ”

"Hey......" Jiang Xiaoyue obviously saw this kind of scene for the first time, and immediately asked in a low voice, "Why is the paper good, but not good?" ”

Yang Kang glanced at her and said in a low voice: "Tang Bohu is an ordinary painter who makes a living by selling paintings, and this paper is the imperial rice paper of the Ming Dynasty, which is a thing of the court, how can he use it?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyue was still confused, and at this time, Professor Qin was standing near Yang Kang with his hands behind his back, and he was curious when he heard this, he saw this painting just now, holding a magnifying glass, carefully distinguishing from the ink, coloring, seals, strokes, etc., and then looked at the paper carefully, and dared to be sure that this painting was a fake.

And this handsome young man seemed to only glance at it, and then reached out and touched the painting, and his finger fell on the painting for no more than ten seconds - and then he was able to judge that the painting was a fake, and he could tell that it was a Ming court paper.

Naturally, some of the paper used in the court of the Ming Dynasty will be properly preserved, and then spread to the Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, and even now...... It is absolutely undesirable to judge the year from the paper of a painting alone.

When Lu Qiusheng heard this, his face immediately turned pale, and even his fingers trembled for a while, and then he didn't know how to accept the painting, and sat on the sofa on the side dejectedly.

"It's a pity, it's a pity Boss Mo stomped his feet.

Yang Kang looked at him funny, and couldn't help laughing: "It's a pity that such a good-looking beauty? ”

"That's it!" Boss Mo sighed, "Otherwise, I will buy her back and hang her in my study, and I look at ...... every day."

"Why don't you say that you want to buy it back and hang it in your bedroom?" Mr. Fei seemed to know him very well, and couldn't help but joke when he heard the words.

"Hah...... Am I embarrassed to say it? Boss Mo couldn't stop laughing, but he didn't care.

"If you buy it back now, it won't prevent you from hanging it...... ...... in the room, Yang Kang couldn't help it and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Boss Mo said with a smile, "How can such a handsome young man like you have such thoughts, this is unbelievable." ”

"Huh!" Yang Kang just smiled.

"What did the little brother bring?" Boss Mo saw that he was holding a data bag in his hand, and immediately asked curiously.

"A small painting, I want you to take a look." Yang Kang said busily.

"Hurry up, show it to me." As soon as Boss Mo heard it, he immediately came to the interest, he was in the collection category, the best calligraphy and painting, but other things are good, calligraphy and painting, high imitations are really endless, a little careless on the eye, millions of buy back a piece of waste paper, look at the diaphragm should be disgusted.

Yang Kang didn't say anything, and immediately took out Ni Zhan's "Ink and Bamboo Picture" from the information bag and spread it on the table.

"Elder Qin, Elder Qin, come and have a look!" As he spoke, Boss Mo had already picked up a magnifying glass from the side.

As for Professor Qin, there was no need for him to say, he had already come over to watch, Mr. Fei and Elder Zhen also came over to watch, Yang Kang took two steps back and gave up the place.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Hey, Yang Kang, where did you get the ancient paintings?" ”

Yang Kang glanced at her, laughed mischievously, and then lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "Bought it!" ”

"Ink Bamboo Picture" was indeed bought by him, it is true, he did not lie to her, but he was sandwiched in the mezzanine of the great man's quotations.

"Elder Qin, look-" Boss Mo asked busily.

This time, Qin Lao didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "This painting is a typical dry brush, but the whole painting looks elegant and delicate, like the verdant bamboo branches right in front of you, it is indeed Ni Qian's work." ”