Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 723

Zhao Gang frowned. If this price is an imitation, the boss is asking for a lot of money.

But Zhao Gang knew that it was an authentic painting, so he stood there for a while, not knowing how to speak.

"Boss, you are an imitation. No matter how good the imitation is, you can't ask for such a price!"

Chen Ziqi at the side pretended to be very experienced, cleared her throat, and helped Zhao Gang bargain.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, the boss heard that she was a young child.

He smiled and said, "Miss, what you said is wrong. At the beginning Zhang Daqian was famous for copying other people's paintings. Today, one of his copies sells more expensive than other people's real works! How can you say that a copy is just a painting?" Must it be cheaper than the real one?"

Chen Ziqi was speechless at these words, she pursed her lips, and retreated behind Zhao Gang.

"That being said, this painting was not copied by Zhang Daqian after all!"

Zhao Gang thought for a moment and had already made a decision.

He said coldly: "The thick ink in this painting is lighter, the lines of the mountain appear empty, and the white and white between the brush and ink are not visible. I can give a maximum of [-] to this painting!"

"This…"

The boss frowned and thought, although this painting is almost fake.

But after all, in the final analysis, it is all fake, and the price is not low. If you sell it now, it will be less of a burden for yourself.

Thinking of this, the boss no longer hesitated, and said decisively: "13, a lot! Sir, you also know that although this painting is a copy, it is indeed worth the money!"

"Okay, deal!" Zhao Gang nodded solemnly, and then said with a smile, "Who made me like this painting?"

Seeing that Zhao Gang was so straightforward, the boss was also a little surprised, and he greeted the teller behind him.

Put this vertical scroll painting in a special long box, and gave it to Zhao Gang with both hands.

Zhao Gang handed the bank card given by Li Qiubai to the boss.

After collecting the paintings, Zhao Gang pretended to be in a hurry, and took Chen Ziqi away quickly.

Along the way, Zhao Gang remained silent until they reached the parking lot.

Only then did Zhao Gang let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his originally stern face.

Chen Ziqi was confused, and couldn't help asking: "Having collected a copy, why is it like having a treasure?"

"Who says it's an imitation? This is the authentic Shi Tao's work!" Zhao Gang laughed.

Chen Ziqi was startled and said, "Didn't you say this is an imitation?"

"I paid 12 yuan to collect a copy. Do you really think that the copy is worth as much as the boss said?! Painters have already surpassed lawyers and doctors to become the most popular profession."

Zhao Gang couldn't help but burst out laughing, he didn't expect Chen Ziqi to be so honest, she would believe everything she said.

"Then didn't you say that the Linshui City Museum also has a picture of Returning to the Clouds at the West Ridge? Could it be that it's a fake?" Chen Ziqi asked curiously as soon as she sat on her buttocks.

Zhao Gang shook his head and said mysteriously, "No, no, that picture is also true."

"What do you mean that picture is also true... Could it be that this person painted two pictures of Xiling Guiyun at the same time?"

Chen Ziqi stared at Zhao Gang suspiciously, and asked in disbelief.

Sure enough, he knew nothing about antiques, Zhao Gang sighed helplessly.

He explained little by little: "Shi Tao is one of the four monks in the early Qing Dynasty, and he has a deep understanding of Zen. How can he paint two identical paintings? This is something no painter will do."

"Why is that?" Chen Ziqi was like a curious baby now, asking questions.

"Have you ever heard of a framer?" Zhao Gang said.

Seeing her nodding, Zhao Gang continued: "The craft of mounting paintings was a major skill in ancient times. Chinese literati's persistent pursuit of the art of calligraphy and painting has made the industry of mounting paintings reach its peak in China. Paper has not existed for a long time, but through After being processed by the framer, the calligraphy and painting can be passed on for thousands of years!"

"In the art of mounting paintings, the most superb technique is to clip Xuan paper!"

"Clip the paper?" Chen Ziqi blinked suspiciously when she heard this unfamiliar term.

Zhao Gang nodded, and said solemnly: "Xuan paper is thin and thin, but in the eyes of a top mounter, it can be divided into three layers! The technique of great painters penetrates the back of the paper, so even if the paper is peeled off into three sheets, the picture will be divided into three layers." There won't be the slightest difference! This kind of technique is called paper clipping!"

"Oh! Then this painting is one of the three?" Chen Ziqi suddenly realized, and asked with an incredulous expression.

"Yes, the paper quality of this painting is a bit rough, it should be the second layer that was peeled off!" Zhao Gang smiled slightly.

There are still some things he didn't say, the works of top painters on the market now.

Most of them have been processed by clipping and exposing paper. Zhao Mengfu's travel map of Guanshan, which was sold in the autumn auction of Guoneng auction house this year, was auctioned for a high price of 100 million.

But three years ago, the same painting was sold for 2000 million at Sotheby's autumn auction in Hong Kong Island.

These two paintings are of course authentic, but they were separated by a top mounter.

This picture of returning to the clouds in Xiling was written by Shi Tao, the fourth monk in the early Qing Dynasty.

Shi Tao's paintings are full of whimsical ideas and unique spirituality, and their prices in the market have always been very high.

If this painting were to be auctioned, the transaction price would be at least around 500 million!

Although it is not comparable to those rare treasures, it is also considered a rare thing.

"Wow, so amazing! No wonder Grandpa has been fascinated by it for so many years."

Chen Ziqi admired sincerely, she had been in the cloud before, after Zhao Gang's explanation.

Recalling the experience just now, I can't help but feel a little dry.

Between truth and falsehood, it is really fascinating.

"Your grandfather is an expert. If you give him this painting, it will definitely make him happy."

Zhao Gang handed the wooden box to her nonchalantly, and played with the large central control screen in the car curiously.

"This…"

Chen Ziqi was a little caught off guard, she never expected that this priceless ancient painting would be given to her by Zhao Gang.

You know, she has come into contact with quite a few men, most of them are young masters from rich families.

But there has never been a person like Zhao Gang who gave her such a heavy gift after seeing her twice!
Those rich second generations all drive luxury cars, live in villas, wear all kinds of luxury goods, and are surrounded by beautiful women.

Extremely elegant.But when it comes to real money, those rich guys are all stingy.

But Chen Ziqi herself is also a genuine second generation, and her car is also a top sports car.

Food and lodging are top-notch luxuries, but she knows that these are the shadows of her parents after all.

It's not her own thing, if she asks her to give real money, she won't be able to give much money.

The Zhao Gang in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, and his appearance was also ordinary, but he did not expect such a large amount of money, and looking at his casual face, it seemed that this 100 million was nothing to him.

(End of this chapter)