Jiang Yu's understanding of antique cultural toys is very limited, but he knows Shen Jinchu.

Although she is sometimes stupid, she has always been honest and never lies, and at this point, Jiang Yu absolutely believes in Shen Jinchu.

Liu Du hurriedly spoke: "Don't say that, Xiaoyu, this is the Liu family's business, how can I trouble you?" Besides, Chu Chu is also kind. ”

Ever since he saw his youngest son eat all the food cooked by the girl, Shen Jinchu's image in Liu Dui's heart has become extremely great, even if the little girl is really open-mouthed, he can't really let her be wronged.

Liu Du took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and ten minutes later, an old man in a flower shirt stepped down from the taxi and entered the hall of Liu's house.

"Mr. Xing, you're here," Liu Duan stepped forward in person, and said with a smile: "I'm really embarrassed to call you suddenly......

"I heard that there is a painting of a monk of mercy?" The old man's voice was loud and energetic, and his eyes revealed a strong sense of interest, "Where is it?" Show me. ”

Mr. Xing walked to the painting, first looked at it in silence for a while, and then took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and carefully observed every detail of the painting.

"How?" Old Man Liu couldn't help but ask, "But the true deeds of the monks?" ”

Mr. Xing straightened up and looked at the appraiser next to him with a confident face, "This is the appraisal certificate issued by you?" ”

"Yes," replied the appraiser, "it is the privilege of my life to have the privilege of identifying such masterpieces, after all, we are professionals, unlike some pampered ladies who only know how to make up nonsense." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Jinchu meaningfully.

Old Mr. Xing chuckled meaninglessly, and turned his head to look at Shen Jinchu, who was displeased: "So, do you think this painting is fake?" ”

Shen Jinchu nodded confidently: "Of course." ”

"Then where do you think it's fake?"

"It's fake everywhere," Shen Jinchu was driven crazy by these uncles and grandfathers, "This painting is really not a merciful layman, at most it is a fake ...... of the same period"

"How?" Mr. Xing became interested and continued to ask, "How do you judge?" ”

Shen Jinchu sighed melancholy, pretending to be an old man and looking very cute: "Feng Lian Jushi does not paint human faces, this is one thing, the second is that the building on this painting does not match the reality, and the third is the painting method, which seems to be very similar to Feng Pian Jushi, but in fact it is full of craftsmanship, and at first glance it is deliberately imitating ......"

"What's wrong with the building?" The appraiser caught the information point in Shen Jinchu's words, and immediately asked, "Isn't this the building of that period?" ”

Shen Jinchu's eyes widened suddenly: "This is the building of the Great Huang Dynasty." ”

"After the fall of the Dahuang Dynasty, the An Dynasty is the An Dynasty, and it is not normal for large families to live in the buildings of the previous dynasty?" The appraiser said conclusively, "Don't you see the inscription next to it, this is a portrait of Miss Guanchen!" ”

"But the emperor hates the Dahuang Dynasty very, very much!" Shen Jinchu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and his little hands were clenched into fists, with an expression of "what the hell are you talking about", "The Dahuang Dynasty is arrogant and lascivious, and the first thing Emperor An Xuan did when he ascended the throne was to order the demolition and reconstruction of all the official palaces left by the Dahuang Dynasty, especially the representative pavilion structure of the Dahuang Dynasty. ”