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The painting does look very exquisite at first glance, but... Yin Can thought for a while, and asked Li Chuan a very crucial question in a low voice: "How can you be sure that this is Tang Bohu's painting?"

As for Tang Yin, historically, he was an unlucky ghost. He was clearly full of talent and learning, but he was demoted to a petty official all the way because of the fraud case. Later, he reconciled with his wife and lived in misery by selling paintings and selling wine.But this person is somewhat scholarly and noble, and the year of his paintings is rarely marked, and the change of painting style is not regular. It is difficult to guess the time of painting, and it is also difficult to divide the process of his painting style change according to time.From the perspective of subject matter, Tang Yin dabbled in a wide range of landscape paintings, figure paintings, freehand paintings of flowers and birds, and even portraits of ladies, but Yin Shen had never seen any of them.

Li Chuan was surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but raise his voice: "Boss, why did I tell you that this is Tang Yin's painting!" It was confiscated when I came in and I decided to buy it.

The room was quite small, and Li Chuan's voice was a little loud, everyone heard it, and the boss who bought calligraphy and paintings touched the Rolex gold watch in his hand and said, "I said it." Just as he finished speaking, there was a connoisseur next to him The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and nodded: "Based on the strokes, it's possible."

When the big boss heard it, his face was full of joy, and he pointed to the blank part of the bell print and said, "Look, there's that ... what number is written on it, if you don't believe me, take a look!"

Yin Shen really pulled Li Chuan forward to look at it, and even took the magnifying glass in Uncle He's hand very pretendingly. Most of the blank space in the whole painting was made of yellow sand as the background, and the sand dunes rose and fell one after another. The majestic general came on horseback, and the details of the armor were very realistic, especially the fish charm on the waist. If it was red, it would be exactly the same as the one he saw a few days ago.

"Young man, do you see anything?" The connoisseur said, as if to support the younger generation: "This Tang Yin painting inherits the tradition of the Tang Dynasty, with bright and elegant colors, graceful figure, accurate shape, and a fusion of the Northern and Southern schools of painting. The pen and ink are fine and delicate, the layout is sparse and clear, and the style is elegant and handsome. Look at this painting, the face of the Confucian general is flowing and crisp. The brush is vigorous, and the lines are ups and downs. The urgency of the general's departure is vividly described."

Yes, Tang Yin is best at integrating Tang and Song painting styles to create a sense of layering in the picture to express the emotions of the characters in the scene at that time. This person is right, this general is a Confucian general, from the posture of riding a horse It can be seen from the depiction of the face and face. Although there is no inscription or date, this is not wrong, but...: "This uncle, is it convenient to ask a question?"

"You ask."

Yin Shen pointed to the general's clothes on the painting and said: "The so-called thin, smooth iron lines are usually used to depict magnificent and beautiful clothes. Are you sure that a general will have such an inappropriate dress?" Ling Yin: "Besides, if Tang Yin's paintings are given as gifts to friends or for sale, his name will be directly written on them. You, the master of Peach Blossom Temple, come here very strangely." Not to mention, he is really a good person.

Then he said to the big boss who took out 100 million: "After all, boss, when you buy things, you must look for the brand effect, don't you?" He pointed to the Rolex gold watch in his hand.

"you!"

In fact, Uncle He knew it from the moment he opened the painting, no wonder why he was so reluctant, no wonder he was willing to open the painting in public, but it was just a trick on the black market to attract people to be fooled, this boss looks like a very deceptive look, don't lie to him who to lie to.And the black market, even in his capacity as the manager of the black market, even if he knew it was a scam, he would not expose it.Seeing that Yin and Shen are young, they are willing to come in and confront each other.

This is a rule, and he, as a manager, should abide by it.But if Xiao Shen said it, it was none of their business.

"Shopkeeper He, could it be that the rules of the black market have changed!" The paintings seller and appraiser's faces turned ugly for a moment, and when they saw the face of the big boss changed immediately, they immediately questioned Uncle He.

It's pretty much the default.

As a veteran of Jianghu, Uncle He has a gentle appearance: "I have not broken the rules of the black market. This little friend is not my subordinate. You heard it just now. Call this young man the boss. He is a guest."

Guests, there are those who act bravely and are eager to do justice.

The big boss is rich but not stupid. He immediately knew that he had been cheated, and immediately pulled the check, but because the check was held tightly in his hand, it became two halves.But in this way, the check could no longer be cashed, and the big boss left in an instant.

The faces of the two liars were very ugly, looking at Yin Shen's eyes as if they were poisoned, but Yin Shen acted as if he had never heard of it, and even said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I didn't say that this painting is a fake, in fact, you two Whoever made the bell seal has destroyed the value of this painting, don't think that only Tang Bohu is valuable."

"What did you say?!" It was a duet.

Yin Shen stopped talking about the appraisal of the painting: "Are you still selling paintings? Although this painting is ruined, it looks good, 50, how about it?"

The painting seller rubbed his down jacket, then glanced at shopkeeper He who was standing beside him smiling and silent, discussed in a low voice with the appraiser, and then said, "I can sell it to you, 500 million."

"Why don't you rob the bank!" Li Chuan was so angry that he almost flipped the table.

"Then we can't talk about it." Yin Shen waved his hand meanly: "Business can't be done, benevolence and righteousness exist, come on, there are a lot of coal bosses with stupid people and a lot of money in this world, go, a good 500 million is waiting for you !"

...Damn it!This is different from the agreed routine!Don't you really want it?Didn't you just stop talking to make a bargain?They are all so cooperative, why not cooperate with them!

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Yin Shen didn't care about it at all, and after saying goodbye to Uncle He, he took Li Chuan out of the gate calmly. There were people outside, some of them came here because they heard that Tang Yin's paintings had appeared, and some came to enter the shop. The two quickly merged into the dark crowd, where could anyone be found!

When the two of them reacted, they felt that it was really hot!People who have never seen such a routine!

"You two, this painting..."

"If this painting is sold to you, how much do you plan to pay?"

Uncle He smiled: "25, buy it now."

As soon as it was exported, it lost half again!Both of them had heartaches on their faces, but the words had already come out of their mouths, thinking that the painting was collected from two thousand, they gritted their teeth and nodded.

It was dawn soon, and Yin Shen took the number one boy to buy some more things before leaving the black market.

On the way back, Li Chuan asked his boss: "Is that painting really all right?"

Yin Shen smiled and said nothing, he wanted to trick him these years, have you asked him how he feels?

"Don't worry, the painting will be delivered tomorrow at the latest." And that painting is actually a copy, or even one of the copied versions, and the real one, if he guessed correctly, should be a spiritual painting.

He had a hunch that as long as he found that painting, he would be able to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the pair of blood jades.

... Forget it, it's better to go home and sleep in the cage after eating the steamed buns, anyway, there are no customers in the antique shop, Li Chuan thought a little decadently.

Yin Shen returned to Chengfeng Pavilion and asked the driver to bring his things in. They were all small things, such as brushes, inkstones, and some ancient books, which were not worth much, but they were good for killing time. Except for the one or two pieces of cinnabar that were valuable, everything else was Small bits and pieces.

He just made himself a pot of tea. The tea is the best Mingqian tea, given by a regular customer. His craftsmanship is actually not bad, but for some reason, it is not as good as...

"need my help?"

As soon as Yin Shen looked up and saw Lu Jie's face, he immediately put down his teacup and smiled, "Jie, you've finally come out!" And for some reason, he always felt... well...something different.

Or to put it another way, he couldn't see the vitality in Lu Jie before, but now...he always felt that there was something specious, but when he looked again, he didn't know what it was.Even after he stared at it for 1 minute, even that specious thing was gone.

It's really sensitive, Lu Jie put away all the qi leaked from his body, he gained a lot from this retreat, and he didn't expect that just a "sorry" from the other party would loosen the state that he hadn't been in for a long time .

In the early morning, the sun was shining, coming in from the ancient shelf, and shining in the ancient interior of Chengfeng Pavilion. There was a man making tea in a relaxed and comfortable manner, just like a picture scroll. Dad Yin thought, how wonderful it would be if the days were always like this. !

But maybe the good time is very short. Just as Father Yin picked up a cup of tea, the bell at the door rang, jingling, jingling, he choked and coughed violently, as if... It's like coughing up your lungs.

But this state is really light on Yin Shen, just cough it out.

After 3 minutes, the battle really eased a lot, but because of the severe cough, Yin Shen's face was red, and when Lu Jie invited people in, how should I put it, his eyes were watery, and his lips were rosy and shiny.

Liu Zheng thought about it all of a sudden, he shook his head instantly, and told himself not to think too much, this must be his illusion.

"Why are you here again?" He rang the bell.

"I thought you weren't here. I knocked on the door for a long time and there was no sound, so I tried to ring the bell." In fact, this weekend, thinking of the notice from the bureau, he came here: "As for why I came, that Yunyang Pavilion's The case was resolved, and the bureau said that it was handed over to the special department, and told me not to interfere any more."

Just as Yin Shen was about to speak out, the bell at the door rang again.

...Why do you feel that the world is so peaceful when Ah Jie retreats?As soon as Ah Jie left the customs, all the mothers came one by one.No, no, this must be an illusion. Boss Yin hypnotized himself in an instant, raised his head and squinted, and turned out to be another acquaintance.