Gu Qing first concocted the items he bought, and it didn't take long to make a potion.

Then take the scroll apart and lay it flat on the table.

The memories of revealing the painting in the past came to mind, Gu Qing's temperament changed, solemn and solemn, slowly pulled out the red fish, and then with a shake of his wrist, the blade light moved, and the corners of the drawing paper were revealed.

Gu Qing knew that if it weren't for a sharp weapon like the red fish, his skills would have been sparse for a long time, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to complete such a delicate work in one go.

Gu Qing then dipped a little potion with a wooden skewer and dripped it on the uncovered corners, and this layer of drawing paper gradually separated from the drawing paper underneath.

The potion is colorless and tasteless, and it does not hurt the ink Danqing, it is a unique secret recipe, except for Gu Qing, no one has mastered the formula of this potion.

With the cooperation of the potion, Gu Qing easily uncovered the fake painting on the top layer, Gu Qing rested for a while, looked at the drawing paper for a moment, and moved the knife again.

Drawing the gourd in the same way, this time what was uncovered was a layer of white paper, and it was precisely because of this layer of white paper that the fake painting on the surface was separated from the real painting, so as not to hurt the real painting.

Fake paintings and white paper are thinner than cicada wings, so almost no one can detect them when they are added to real paintings. The red lips of the raccoon girl before were a little more transparent than the real painting inside, which made Gu Qing see the flaws.

Dafan is a clever Danqing national hand, and there is no difference in the depth of ink in the same brushwork, unless it is deliberate.

In this autumn picture of the mountain residence, the red lips of the rest of the raccoon girls are all in the same way, and the ink rhyme is the same, so the trace of ink rhyme is deeper, once Gu Qing notices it, it is a big flaw.

Since Gu Qing was suspicious in his heart, he could naturally find other horses' feet.

Gu Qing watched the real painting with satisfaction for a while, the mountain scenery characters were exactly the same as the fake paintings of Shicai, but the interest in them could not be calculated.

Of course, for ordinary people, the difference between fake paintings and real paintings is that at most they feel that real paintings seem to look better, and they will not have Gu Qing's experience.

Even if this painting is placed in Lu Li's courtyard, it is enough to town, Gu Qing doesn't know much about the antique calligraphy and painting market in this world, but if he wants to sell it for five thousand taels of silver, someone must want it.

Gu Qing couldn't help but think about Lu Li, with Lu Li's generosity, coupled with their barely good friendship, he offered eight thousand taels of silver, and Lu Li's would definitely accept it. And if you sell it to Lu Tanuki, you won't get into trouble, and if you sell it to someone else, it's hard to say.

After all, Gu Qing doesn't like money, but he still likes the feeling of having a lot of money, especially making money without trouble.

Although the real painting was uncovered now, it was not easy to make a move, so Gu Qing put away the real painting, took the unused rice paper, framed the fake painting, and added some ink rhyme to himself.

He already has the ability of Danqing Guoshou, and when he saw the autumn picture of the mountain residence, he imitated its essence, and did not add much pen and ink, but it was like the finishing touch.

The fake painting is just a similar shape, but now it has both form and spirit, but those who know how to do it must be able to see that this is a fake painting.

But even if people recognize it as a fake painting, they will buy it.

Famous paintings are not only genuine but valuable, those that are enough to imitate the real thing, are also sought after, if the person who imitates it is more famous than the real thing, and has the form and spirit, and can even sell it for a higher price than the real thing.

Of course, this also needs to create a good story. A large part of the value of antique calligraphy and painting is in the story.

Gu Qing spent a lot of time, not because he wanted to sell fake paintings, but because he thought that he was a guest for the first time, he should bring a gift.

The old man is not short of money, there is no point in buying some expensive gifts, and more importantly, Gu Qing himself is not willing to give it.

In this way, this fake painting is just a favor.

The place where the old man lived was not far from Gu Qing, Gu Qing went out with the reframed fake painting, and came to the old man's residence after a while.

The old man's surname is Fang, and his name is foolish, and he has already instructed Menzi.

Therefore, after Gu Qing reported his name, there was no hindrance.

The square house occupies a much larger area than the place where Gu Qing lives, with rockeries and flowing water, a long corridor and a small bridge, and a charming scenery. It is enough to show that Fang Lao's identity is not ordinary, and among the people who want to come to this part of the river, Fang Lao's identity is not low.

Gu Qing thought to himself, would Elder Fang recognize Lu Li?

Anyway, after he lived here, no one came to talk to Gu Qing, and Gu Qing had never heard anyone mention Lu Li.

But Gu Qing intuitively felt that since Lu Li had such a courtyard by the river, no one would know her.

This was a curious thing, and Gu Qing resisted the urge to explore the secret.

He'd seen too many people die of curiosity.

Although he has come back from the dead many times, Gu Qing still hates death.

Fang Lao was very happy to see Gu Qing coming, and when he saw Gu Qing take out a painting, he smiled from ear to ear, but complained again: "It's all here, you shouldn't spend money like this." ”

But when he took the painting, he was so curious that he immediately opened it.

Because in the days of contact with Gu Qing, Fang Lao knew that the other party had knowledge and cultivation that did not match his age, and he also had an indescribable air of elegance, such a person gave gifts, naturally it was not an ordinary thing.

He has to weigh the value of the gift, and then return the gift later.

It was precisely because Fang Lao also regarded Gu Qing as a friend that he looked at this gift in front of Gu Qing without any scruples.

The people around saw this scene clearly, and knew that the old man was really unusual to this young man, and there were many talented people who came to visit on weekdays, and no one had ever treated the master like this.

They all secretly remembered Gu Qing's appearance, so as not to inadvertently collide with each other.

Fang Lao looked at this painting for a long time, and finally held back one word, "Okay." ”

He's really not good at appreciating calligraphy and painting, but this painting is really comfortable to look at.

A burst of light footsteps appeared from behind the screen, Gu Qingdan saw a girl walking out of the screen, and said with a light smile beside Fang Lao: "Grandpa, you don't know calligraphy and painting, or I'll show you." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she snatched the painting from the old man's hand, looked at it for a long time, raised her eyebrows and relaxed them, and finally closed the painting.

Fang Lao said: "Wanqiu, have you seen the fame?"

The girl said, "This is a fake painting. ”

Fang Lao hurriedly scolded: "Hugh is talking nonsense, you can't write well, can you still recognize the authenticity of the painting?"

At this time, the painting is fake, and he must also believe that it is real, otherwise it will hurt Gu Qing's face.

The girl smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, although this painting is fake, it is much more valuable than the sunset in the autumn plains that Xu Zhizhou gave you the day before yesterday." This painting imitates the mountain residence autumn picture of Wang Lu, the first great painter in two hundred years, it is rare that the form and spirit are all ready, if it is not for the new pen and ink, it is said that Wang Lu himself made, I am afraid that it is difficult for someone to put the beak. It can be said that the calligraphy and paintings that people give you on weekdays, whether it is technique or charm, are not as good as this painting. ”

In the end, her eyes fell on Gu Qing, and her smart eyes were full of curiosity: "You painted it?"