The so-called "second layer" is the layer of paper for calligraphy and painting on paper.

Presumably, everyone has experienced when they were children, although paper products look thin, but if they are slightly soaked in water and milled with their fingers, they will be rolled out layer after layer.

Paper has more than one layer, even in ancient times.

One of the ways that the ancients made fake calligraphy and painting was to peel off a layer of the original painting and calligraphy through an ingenious method, and then add a little color and rhyme to copy the second work. This is not something out of nothing, but a lifetime of two, which is similar to biological mitosis.

If you use terminology to use terminology, one layer is called "life paper", and the layer that is removed is called "second layer", also called "soul child".

This method of revealing the second layer to make fake calligraphy and painting, Chu Feng had heard of it, but it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes, and it was such a calligraphy of Su Dongpo that was removed, which really made him tremble.

I didn't find it when I was studying before, but the sunlight was just strong, and the calligraphy was slightly blown up by the spring breeze, and Chu Feng saw something wrong in a trance, and he was shocked that his pen fell.

When Lu Wenduan heard Chu Feng's words, he hurriedly came over and took a closer look, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt cold, and he couldn't help but slap the table angrily, and angrily reprimanded: "What kind of person's handwriting is this!" Do you have no conscience to do such a dirty thing? ”

After the paper is removed from the second layer, firstly, the ink color of the original work itself will be much lighter, and secondly, it is extremely unfavorable to the preservation of calligraphy and painting, which can almost be compared with "exhausting the water and fishing". Destroying Su Dongpo's authenticity like this, it is no wonder that Mr. Wen Duan is so angry.

It's just that since Mr. Wen Duan said such a thing, that is to say, this book has been revealed......

The old gentleman was very angry, and kept walking around the house with his hands in his hands, scolding his grandson who had lifted the second floor as he walked, and he was almost angry.

Lao Zhang heard the movement here from afar, and hurriedly came over to take a look, and saw that his own Ah Lang was angry, so he comforted him again and again, for fear that something would happen to the old man's body.

Chu Feng also hurriedly brought the tea.

"Chu Lang, this time you're really out of sight! Do you think that scholar is a good thing? This book is ten ** was revealed by him two layers! Mr. Wen Duan said angrily, "It's a sanctimonious and well-dressed beast!" You were so kind as to give him thirty taels of silver! ”

Seeing that the old gentleman's face was red and his breathing was accelerating, Lao Zhang hurriedly helped him sit down, and comforted him again and again, but with little effect.

Chu Feng also half-squatted down and persuaded: "Sir, don't be too angry, it's not worth it to be angry." Things have already happened, and it's useless to get angry. And in my opinion, it shouldn't be the scholar's handwriting. ”

"Huh! People's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining! The thing that is crowned by the monkey, where can you, a boy who has not been deeply involved in the world, see his black heart! Mr. Wen Duan sneered.

Seeing this, Chu Feng didn't argue more, and comforted Lao Zhang a few words, and asked the latter to go out and invite Lang Zhong to come back, and took the decoction to calm the nerves.

The two exited Mr. Wen Duan's bedroom, and the first thing Chu Feng did was to apologize to Lao Zhang, and said sincerely: "Brother Zhang, this matter started because of me, I am the culprit and should apologize." With that, he slammed it to the ground.

Lao Zhang was startled, hurriedly turned sideways to avoid helping, and said, "What kind of foolish thing is Chu Langjun talking about!" Although my Lao Zhang is illiterate, he still understands the truth. The culprit of this matter is the one who killed a thousand knives to make fake calligraphy and paintings, and it has nothing to do with you, Lang Jun. In fact, Chu Langjun, you don't have to worry too much, my family Ah Lang is old, and his temper is a little anxious, and he has to occasionally get angry, which has nothing to do with Chu Langjun. ”

Chu Feng smiled slightly when he heard this, and didn't reply to this, but just asked, "Brother Zhang, do you know where else there is a calligraphy and painting shop in Hangzhou City?" Who's bigger? Is there a Li family's storefront? ”

"As far as I know, there are not too many calligraphy and painting shops in Hangzhou, eleven or twelve, all of them are in the east and west cities. The Li family is not far from us, and when we go out to the main road of Xishi, we will arrive at the left turn and walk less than half a pillar of incense, what does Chu Langjun want to do? ”

Chu Feng nodded and said: "Tomorrow, I will bother Brother Zhang to look at the store, I want to go out and take a look to see if there are any famous paintings and calligraphy in those calligraphy and painting shops, and buying them back can also make Mr. Wenduan happier." What do you think? ”

"This is an idea, I don't understand this, then I can only bother Chu Langjun!"

Chu Feng smiled lightly and said, "It should be", then said no more, looked up at the moonlight, and turned back to the room.

He still didn't believe that it was the scholar who sold the words who revealed the second floor, if it was expected, it should be that even the scholar was deceived.

Buying famous paintings and calligraphy is fake, he wants to get the second layer back, and the thing is true to return to the original owner!

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The whole thing is rough, Chu Feng has a simple description in his heart, but he doesn't know whether it is correct or not.

Revealing the second layer is not such a simple thing, unless you are a very professional expert in fake calligraphy and painting, otherwise there will be no other results except for breaking the calligraphy and painting.

Moreover, there is another important thing, that is, Chu Feng thought of what the scholar said-the Li family's calligraphy and painting shop was taken to see it overnight, and said that it was to be collected for eighteen taels, but I didn't agree!

Took it and went to see it overnight...... There are definitely a lot of things that can happen overnight, including the second floor!

If this is really the case, in the face of a desperate scholar, the other party actually deceived the bookpost to forge it and return it, which is really outrageous.

Of course, this matter was Chu Feng's speculation. What the truth really is, he needs to verify for himself.

Early the next morning, Chu Feng said hello to Mr. Wen Duan and Brother Zhang, and then went out.

The sun is not too dazzling in the early spring, but it has brought a slight warmth, shining warmly on people, dispersing the humid and transpiring air in the air, which is very comfortable.

Pedestrians on the road come and go, buying and selling, although it is still early, but there is already a vague lively taste.

"Tokyo Menghualu" said: Nantong lane, called the "boundary body", and is the place of gold and silver silk trading, the house is majestic, the façade is broad, and the look is forested. Every transaction is tens of millions, which is appalling.

The place where Chu Feng is located is not the Kaifeng Mansion in Tokyo, nor is it the place where the gold and silver silk are traded, but the prosperity of the Northern Song Dynasty can be seen from "Tokyo Menghualu".

As Chu Feng saw with his own eyes, the bustle of the Northern Song Dynasty market was not much different from the commercial streets of later generations, and the same streets and alleys were bustling and hawking. Especially now is the time for dinner in the morning, porridge shops, restaurants and wine flags are lined up along the street, and the aroma comes from the storefronts or stalls along the street, and the cries are mixed with the local official dialect of Hangzhou and Wu Nong's soft language, as if a silk thread is like a silk thread, intertwined in such a warm sunshine, and the lively people are completely wrapped.

Chu Feng had already eaten, but he still couldn't help but be attracted by the food sold along the street. Take a closer look, rice and rice, dried food, steamed buns, mung bean soup, red silk and so on, and so on, curiously ask the price, each is only 14 or 5 yuan, according to his average net income from selling a calligraphy and painting a day, eating and drinking is completely sufficient, and even a lot more surplus.

Because it was early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the street, most of them were people who worked here, and the shopkeepers and vendors everywhere were already familiar with each other, laughing and buying breakfast and saying hello, and it was simply a peaceful atmosphere.

Chu Feng looked at the street in front of him, and thought to himself, such a place, such a scene, where would people think that the Song Dynasty Mansion was about to collapse! Without the ability to protect oneself, ten miles of prosperity is illusory after all!

With a sigh of emotion in his heart, Chu Feng sorted out his mood and continued to walk forward.

According to Brother Zhang's instructions, Chu Feng walked along the street, looking around, and sure enough, after walking out of the half pillar of incense or so, he saw a vertical plaque of "Li's calligraphy and painting" standing on the left hand. This plaque is black and gold, shining in the morning sun, and it looks quite bold.

Walk forward to take a closer look, this calligraphy and painting shop is actually a two-story small building, with three doors open in front, and the door is a plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum with four silk screens, and the figures in the screen partition are fully revealed, which is very elegant.

"Does this Lang Jun need to choose some gold and stone calligraphy and paintings, or do he want to buy some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"

Chu Feng only stood outside for a moment, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old servant stepped forward to ask, very attentive.

"I want to practice calligraphy, and I want to choose some books to study." Chu Feng thought slightly, "It's best to be famous." ”

The little servant looked at Chu Feng's clothes and accessories, guessed the other party's approximate consumption level in his heart, and said with a smile: "This Langjun, please come with me, let's choose among them, how about it?" ”

Chu Feng's trip was just for the front desk to find out the truth and reality, so he naturally wouldn't shirk at this time, and walked in with this little acquaintance.

Turning the screen in front of the door, everything in this pavilion became clearer. There are about ten people in sight, all of whom are about the same age as the little servant beside them, each in green clothes and hats, each sprinkling cleaning, cleaning up, and joking, and so on, although it looks lively, but it is not noisy.

Chu Feng couldn't help but admire, the specifications of this Li family's calligraphy and painting line are really extraordinary, no matter what else it is, the size of this business alone is incomparable to Mr. Wenduan's store.

And it's not just the number of people who are employed. When there is a plaque hanging on the second floor of the door, the book "talk and laugh Hongru" four words, each word is the size of the book, half a large word, extraordinary bearing, at a glance you know that it is not written by ordinary people.

The servant who greeted Chu Feng saw him stop to watch, so he explained with a smile on the side: "This is the ink treasure of Mr. Qi Shichang, a great Confucian in our Hangzhou City, specially written for our host. Lang Jun, please come upstairs with me, and I will help Lang Jun find some books to taste first. ”