Antique Dealer

Chapter 21 True and False
However, after Jiang Mingrui thought about it, he felt that there was a possibility, but it was not very big.

You know, recently, he has been traveling in other places, tasting all kinds of delicacies, and only returned to his villa in the capital last night. Unless Wu Hongchang sent someone to keep an eye on his home, how could it be so coincidental to know his whereabouts? ?
So, will Wu Hongchang send someone to keep an eye on his house?
He thinks this possibility is unlikely, after all, he has an enmity with Wu Hongchang, but he is not the only one who has an enmity with Wu Hongchang, and his enmity with Wu Hongchang is not enough to send someone to stare at him , if he finds out, the enmity will be severed.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't be sure whether today's incident was a coincidence or just a coincidence.

Wu Hongchang looked at Jiang Mingrui's silence, laughed loudly, and said rather arrogantly: "Why, don't you talk anymore? Or are you planning to renege on your debt?"

Jiang Mingrui came back to his senses, and said with a sneer, "What's the matter, you can be sure that what is hidden inside is the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao?"

"It seems that you don't cry when you see the coffin." Wu Hongchang smiled proudly: "And think about it again, how did we agree just now? Whoever finds the authentic one will win, and there is no rule. Who is it?"

Jiang Mingrui thought for a while, and it seemed that there was no rule before, it must be the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao, which undoubtedly took advantage of Wu Hongchang's loopholes.

Seeing that Jiang Mingrui had nothing to say, Wu Hongchang's proud mouth almost reached his ears. At this moment, Fang Hao suddenly said: "Oh, it doesn't need to be Zheng Banqiao's authentic work, that's good!"

These words made everyone turn their attention to him.

Jiang Mingrui cheered up even more, and quickly pointed to the painting and said, "Brother, who is the author of this painting?"

"Wait!" Wu Hongchang got anxious and stood up: "As long as there are fakes in the painting, it can't be regarded as authentic."

Fang Hao looked at him with a half-smile: "What if it's just that the payment hasn't been signed?"

Wu Hongchang was stunned by this question, and then said: "How can it be considered authentic if it is not signed?"

Fang Hao took out his mobile phone and looked up related entries on the Internet: "Authentic work means the original work of the calligrapher and painter himself. It is a real and reliable handwriting and not faked or forged by others. This painting has neither faked nor faked. Forgery, how can it not be considered authentic?"

"But..." Wu Hong thought about it for a long time, and then came up with another fallacy: "But Zhang Laoshi bought it as Zheng Banqiao's work!"

Jiang Mingrui couldn't help but sneered: "Then I said you are a dog, are you a dog?"

"Why are you swearing!" Wu Hongchang slapped the table.

Jiang Mingrui confronted him tit for tat: "It's not easy to scold you, but I still want to beat you up!"

Seeing that the two were quarreling again, Cao Wei and Wu Hongchang's other companion quickly persuaded them.

Xiao Dun's handling of the action was careful, it seemed that it could not be done in a short while, anyway, the table was big, so Fang Hao unfolded the painting and began to appreciate it carefully.

Speaking of which, the hidden paintings in the paintings are usually due to various reasons, and want to protect the original works, so a worthless painting is attached to the outside of the original works to deceive people.

Only then did Fang Hao recall some details. The paper of that painting was obviously thicker, but the hidden paintings in the painting were so rare that he didn't think about it at all.

Besides, the painting in front of Fang Hao is obviously not well preserved. It should have been repaired before, and for some reason, the inscriptions are not left. Fortunately, it does not have a great impact on the content.

The content on the picture scroll is a picture of bamboo and stone, the bamboo leaves are dense and dense, the writing is chic and free, and the style is extraordinary.The ink is dripping, tall and straight.In particular, the bamboo poles are painted with light ink, and the bamboo leaves are painted with thick ink. The natural rhythm and cadence beauty carefully created by it are vivid on the paper, making the whole picture full of vitality and agility.

Fang Hao didn't know why the appraisers who had seen it before treated such a wonderful painting as an ordinary imitation. Could it be that they were negligent because there were too many fakes appraised?This possibility is not non-existent.

Jiang Mingrui could also see the splendor of this painting, "Brother, who do you think may be the author of this painting?"

Combining the characteristics of the work, Fang Hao thought for a while: "Looking at the style and the use of the pen, I think the author is probably Wu Changshuo!"

Antique lovers, there are not many people who don't know Wu Changshuo. He combines "poetry, calligraphy, painting, and seal" into one body, integrating gold and stone calligraphy and painting into one furnace, and is known as "Shigu seal script No. peak".He is a banner figure in painting, calligraphy, and seal cutting, and has high attainments in poetry, gold and stone.

Just as Master Li Zhimin, the founder of Introducing Monuments into Grass, said: "Compared with contemporary art masters, Wu Changshuo is a more comprehensive master who inherits the past and ushers in the future."

When it comes to bamboo painters since the Qing Dynasty, Zheng Banqiao is the most admired, but in fact Wu Changshuo's bamboo is also unique, and his bamboo works have repeatedly fetched high prices in the auction market.

Therefore, Fang Hao's words made Wu Hongchang and the others focus their attention.

Wu Hongchang was in a very unhappy mood now, and couldn't help but said, "It's a joke, you said it was Wu Changshuo's work, right?"

Fang Hao said confidently: "Of course I'm not just talking casually. Generally, bamboo leaves are drawn according to the rules of Zunxun' Jie' and 'Ren', while master Wu Changshuo's bamboo mainly uses 'jincuo'. The knife technique', straight down to the center, is as strong as carved iron, and the combination of its bamboo leaves does not ask for a 'intermediation', but is accomplished in one go.

This painting is in line with such characteristics. In addition, the bamboo pole is bent very naturally, which shows the meticulous observation of every detail of life.Bamboo varies in shades and shades.The hooks at the bamboo joints are very casual and informal!And from the paintings, it is not difficult to feel that his works are full of magnanimity, clumsiness of style, and majesty of soul, and his brushstrokes are heroic, ups and downs, and dripping with joy..."

Fang Hao talked eloquently, and his analysis was logical, as if he was an expert who has studied calligraphy and painting appreciation for many years. It is hard to believe that it came from the mouth of a young man in his early twenties.

Fang Hao looked at Wu Hongchang with a gloomy face, feeling very happy, and said with a smile: "Of course, this is just my family's opinion. If you think there is a problem, you can invite experts to come and comment."

Wu Hongchang was very depressed at the moment: "You don't need to teach me, I will do it naturally!"

Jiang Mingrui's mood was completely opposite to what he had just now, with the painting Fang Hao chose, he was already invincible, and he said with a smile: "Hurry up on your side, everyone's time is very precious! "

"What's the rush? If your impatience breaks it, you will be responsible!" Wu Hongchang snorted coldly, and said in his heart, "The villain will succeed!"

Fang Hao didn't expect that Xiao Dun made a mistake in his impatience and caused damage to the painting. Although the two sides did not deal with each other, the painting is innocent, and it is the crystallization of the sweat and art of the ancestors.

Fang Hao looked at it for a while, and found that the level of this little Dunjie painting was excellent, and he kept his hand balanced throughout the whole process, without many unnecessary movements.

With the passage of time, the painting covering the upper layer was uncovered, revealing the true content of the inner painting, which is also a bamboo and stone painting.

Seeing this painting, Wu Hongchang was very happy, but because the painting on the opposite side affected his mood, this kind of happiness only lasted for a while, but when he thought of the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao, he bought it for only 100 yuan. After I got down, the joy of picking up the big leak filled my heart again.

"This picture doesn't seem right?"

Suddenly, an untimely, even quite annoying voice appeared in Wu Hongchang's ear, he raised his head, saw Fang Hao who was speaking, and couldn't help glaring at each other: "Fart, such a wonderful painting, why is it right! Are you looking for trouble for nothing!"

Fang Hao said with a cold face: "Did you have a bowel movement at noon, your mouth is so smelly! I say so, of course I have my reasons!"

"Okay, you have a point, right? If you don't say one, two, three today, we will never end!"

Wu Hongchang looked like he was showing his teeth and claws, but he was actually stern and soft. Fang Hao's performance these two times was really amazing, his eyesight was too poisonous, and he must have seen a flaw when he said it on this occasion.

But then again, using such a complicated method to cover up a fake, isn't it just looking for trouble?How can there be such a fool in this world!
(End of this chapter)