Chapter 52: A Very Powerful Boy
"Well, you guessed it." Shui Yingying put the box on the table and complimented, "However, I have to test you next." ”
"Yingying, don't be so big and small!" Seeing this, the middle-aged man next to him scolded loudly.
However, as soon as he spoke, the old man Shui was immediately unhappy, "Don't yell at my baby granddaughter, usually you are so busy and don't have time to accompany me, only the baby granddaughter can make me happy, do you want to deprive me of this happiness?" ”
When the old man said this, the middle-aged man immediately lost his temper.
Shui Yingying understands her grandfather's temper, and she is very good at being spoiled and pampered, and she stuck out her tongue at the middle-aged man.
Then, he continued to look at the old man with a smile, "Do you see if this painting is genuine or fake?" ”
"Hehe, old man, my seventieth birthday, are you still fooling me with a fake, good granddaughter?" The old man smiled at the water.
He said this, but he picked up the scroll very seriously and opened it.
Chen Ruzhang ...... The little literati of the Qing Dynasty were average in pen and painting, and their reputation was not very good, if it weren't for Zheng Banqiao, they wouldn't even be famous in history...... His works are nothing good! Good granddaughter, whether it's true or not, this painting is not worth a lot of money, you are fooling grandpa like this? ”
The old man glanced at the seal inscription and began to nag.
can say whatever comes to mind, it can be seen that the relationship between their grandchildren is very good.
"Huh? That's not right! Chen Ruzhang studied under Zheng Banqiao, and is best at painting bamboo, and his bamboo still has a bit of charm, this kind of large-scale, large-background landscape is not his forte. This landscape painting has a very high pen power, which is not something that Chen Ruzhang's painters can achieve! ”
Old Man Shui's brows furrowed.
This comment made Shui Yingying secretly admire, the old man is worthy of his love of cultural relics, and he has been immersed in this road for more than 20 years, just at a glance, he can see it very well.
However, the old man didn't say the key to the problem, she smiled next to her and didn't speak, obviously waiting for the old man to continue to comment.
The old man stretched out his hand, and someone immediately handed him a magnifying glass. Obviously, he knew the old man's hobbies, and he had prepared in advance.
The old man looked at the painting from top to bottom carefully. Then, he straightened up and raised his position to overlook the calligraphy and painting.
"This style of painting, I look a little familiar!"
The old man's brows furrowed, obviously entering the mode of serious thinking, and he stretched out his hand to wave to an old man on the table next to him, "Lao Qi, you can also come and see." ”
On the table next to him, the old man surnamed Qi was chatting with his fellow tablemates, and when he heard this, he came over with a cane in his hand.
If Lin Qiufeng was here, he would definitely know this old man. This old man is the old man he met last time when Lin Qiufeng bought a round box with black lacquer inlaid luodian flowers and butterfly patterns in the middle of Kangxi. At that time, because Lin Qiufeng was able to pick up a small leak at a young age, this old man still appreciated it very much.
"Oh? What treasure did your granddaughter buy you? ”
The old man surnamed Qi is very familiar with the old man Shui.
"Chen Ruzhang? Hahaha...... Old man Shui, your granddaughter is obviously scolding you! On his seventieth birthday, I will give you a pair of Chen Ruzhang's things. The old man surnamed Qi smiled.
"Humph! Grandpa Qi is still known as the master of the antique industry, and I think it's nothing more than that. Shui Yingying pursed her lips.
She is not big or small, she is usually used to it. The two old men didn't think they were angry, but they felt very comfortable and very happy.
"Oh? So, there's something else in this painting? As he spoke, the old man surnamed Qi had already leaned over and looked at the painting carefully.
"Hehe, it's not just another mystery, it's just a big mystery! I might as well tell you that I bought this painting with a friend, and when he bought it, it cost more than 10,000 yuan. Seeing that the two old men were very serious and couldn't say the key to the problem, Shui Yingying's face was proud, and she was faintly proud of Lin Qiufeng in her heart.
Now she says there is something wrong with the painting, and the two old men have not been able to see it for so long. And Lin Qiufeng, among so many antiques in the antique market, was able to pick up this painting as a leak...... You can see at a glance which is higher and which is lower.
"More than 10,000 yuan, picked up a big leak?"
The old man surnamed Qi raised his eyebrows.
"Chen Ruzhang's things, no matter how expensive they are, they can't be expensive, right? 100,000 is considered to be the sky...... That's not a big leak! ”
The old man surnamed Qi muttered. Different identities naturally have different insights. In their eyes, 100,000 yuan is nothing at all.
"In this way, this is not Chen Ruzhang's thing. Looking at this style of painting, it is indeed not like Chen Ruzhang. The pen power is more than a step higher than Chen Ruzhang. The old man said.
This sentence reminded the old man surnamed Qi, "That's right! This can't be Chen Ruzhang's thing......"
As he spoke, he looked carefully at the inscription. He took a magnifying glass from the old man's hand, probed it carefully, and then held up the painting and took the flashlight to shine through the light.
Only then did he show a sudden look on his face, and when he looked up, he saw that the old man was looking at him with a smile.
"Okay, you old man, it seems that you have already seen it!" The old man surnamed Qi put the magnifying glass to the side.
"Hehe, that's good! I can see it, but I'm not sure. And, if this inscription has been tampered with, whose painting should it be? This style of painting looks a little familiar, and I can't remember it for a while. The old man smiled at first, and then, looking at the painting, frowned again.
"Knowing whose painting it is and then appraising it, although it is difficult, there will always be a direction. I don't even know whose it is, so I just went to see ...... It's too difficult. I think you can only know if you first remove the fake name that covers it and reveal the true face underneath. The old man surnamed Qi said.
"Why, even your old Qi Tou can't tell who this is?" The old man asked rhetorically.
"Looking at the style of painting, it's a bit like a chaser standard. I have two pairs of works at home, and I usually do ...... However, it is necessary to scratch off the verification. "The old man surnamed Qi spoke very cautiously, obviously a very strict person.
"Bingo!"
As soon as the old man surnamed Qi finished speaking, Shui Yingying next to him snapped his fingers, "Congratulations to the two old grandfathers, you answered correctly." This painting, with the title of Chen Ruzhang, is actually something that is marked by Chashi. That's what my friend said. ”
"Awesome!" The old man surnamed Qi couldn't help but stretch out his thumb, "This painting is well hidden, and most people will only consider that the pen is in place, not fake." But he will not consider that this strength has exceeded Chen Ruzhang's level...... We two old guys also saw it after you reminded us. That friend of yours can pick up the slack...... It's amazing! I don't know, what does that friend call yours? They are all people in the antique world, and maybe it is possible for us to know each other. ”
"You can't know each other. He's not from your circle, he's my classmate. Shui Yingying said.
"Classmates? Doesn't that mean that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old? The old man surnamed Qi was taken aback, but a figure flashed in his head.
Shuncheng is not big, seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, can have such a high ability to appreciate cultural relics, there are definitely not many people who can do this...... It is very likely that the person he met in the antique city that day was a person.
"Awesome! It's amazing to have this appreciation at the age of seventeen or eighteen! Lao Qi, when you were twenty years old, I'm afraid you didn't have this ability, right? The old man asked deliberately.
"When I was in the same grade, I was not as good as him." The old man surnamed Qi said sincerely, "Yingying girl, go back and invite your classmate over, and let's talk together." I like such talented young people the most. ”
"Okay!" Shui Yingying agreed, her heart was very happy, and her eyes smiled like a crescent moon.
Listening to the two white-bearded old men praising Lin Qiufeng here, she was happy at the same time, but also had an inexplicable pride. Even she didn't notice this.