Rebirth: The Wife Is Too Domineering

Chapter 137

"This painting is fake."

A few simple words made Tang Weiheng's face change drastically.

Seeing Tang Weiheng's expression changed, Old Chen quickly pulled Yunchu up and said, "Yunchu, don't talk nonsense, this is an authentic work that your Uncle Tang bought for 300 million, how could it be a fake?"

Yun Chu parted his red lips, looked back at Tang Weiheng, and did not answer.

Indeed, for Tang Weiheng, a vice-principal, 300 million is indeed not a small amount. If it is really fake, it will be a big loss.

Not to mention the loss of money, for a person who loves calligraphy and painting, it is like falling from the clouds into hell if he finally gets a rare and authentic work that can be collected, but is told that it is fake.

"Fake?" Tang Weiheng was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He squatted down and looked at the calligraphy and painting. He couldn't understand how it could be fake.

When he decided to buy it, he asked the teachers of the school's archeology department to study it. He didn't decide to buy it until they confirmed that it was an authentic work. How could it be fake?

Seeing his appearance, Mr. Chen hurriedly said: "Lao Heng, Yunchu is still young, how can he tell whether this is a real painting or a fake one? Maybe she got it wrong." Give her a wink and ask her to say something in rebuttal.

Yun Chu was helpless, "Teacher, what I said is true, this is indeed a fake painting."

Tang Weiheng stood up with a pale face, "Little girl, how do you know that this is a fake painting?"

Although Tang Weiheng does not believe that a girl under 20 years old can recognize whether this is a real painting or a fake painting, but once someone talks about this kind of true or false topic, even if they don't believe it in their hearts, they will still stay. In the end, keep this doubt in your mind.

Yun Chu said: "Uncle Tang, look at this painting. The scroll is very old, and it doesn't look like those old sites that were faked outside, but you touch here."

She stretched out her hand, gently placed it along the middle of the scroll, and whispered: "From here to here, do you feel an invisible thin layer?"

Tang Weiheng touched in the direction she pointed, his brows gradually wrinkled, "No, I can't feel it."

Yunchu understood very well that this imitation layer is really lifelike, and inexperienced people really can’t figure it out. She explained: “This is just an old-fashioned layer, and the ink that can be painted looks like a hundred years. If Uncle Tang Believe me, you can find a small thin blade and cut it from here to here, and you will understand what I mean."

"Yunchu" Mr. Chen has a slightly stern face, and there is a little reproach on his old face. She accompanied Tang Weiheng to lose such a precious painting in vain, which was beyond justification.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Yunchu, it's just that Yunchu is too young, maybe she really knows a little calligraphy and painting, but she's only 20 years old after all!Not to mention that she had been ill before, and even before she was ill, she taught herself about jadeite, so how could she still have time to learn these things, what if her judgment was wrong?

There was a moment of hesitation on Tang Weiheng's face. He kept gently stroking the places Yunchu mentioned with his hands, stroking back and forth, perhaps because of his inner factors, he really began to feel that those places were weird.

"Uncle Tang, Wu Daozi has been quite famous since the Tang Dynasty, so many of his paintings have been well preserved, and the prices in the market are also very surprising, ranging from a million to tens of millions, but you Look at this one, the scroll is nearly one and a half meters long, both the handwriting and the imprint are extremely clear, if it is really preserved so completely, it can be bought for more than 300 million yuan."

Emotions flashed across Tang Weiheng's face. He really didn't want to believe Yunchu's words. She was just a little girl who was inexperienced and not knowledgeable enough. How could she believe what she said.

However, what she said was extremely valuable, and every sentence hit the hearts of hearts. She looked like an expert, and she was clear and logical, which made him hesitate in his heart.

"Old Heng..." Mr. Chen couldn't persuade Yun Chu, so he had to persuade Tang Weiheng instead.

"Okay!" Tang Weiheng interrupted him, and said in a deep voice: "Old Chen, do you have a small blade at home? I'll bet this time! If it's true or false, it's even if I can see that guy's clearly." Face, I will never go to him to buy calligraphy and paintings in the future!"

"What if it's true?" Old Chen was helpless.

If it's true... Tang Weiheng felt reluctance for a moment, and he looked back at Yunchu.

Yun Chu stood up and shook her head, "If there is no if, this is a fake." Her eyes were filled with firmness.

Perhaps, it was this part in her eyes that touched Tang Weiheng. Tang Weiheng slowly looked back, gritted his teeth, "If it is true, then consider it my bad luck! I don't have such a blessing to collect this painting! Cut it off."

Mr. Chen had no choice but to find the small blade.

"Little girl, you cut it." Tang Weiheng gave the blade to Yunchu, as if giving her full power to perform.

Yun Chu rubbed his nose, and then said: "Alright then."

She took the blade and gently drew the blade along the line on the inner circle.

Mr. Chen was nervous for a while, you know, if this knife goes down, these more than 300 million paintings will almost be considered useless.

Tang Weiheng's heart hurt even more, more than 300 million!This is a total of more than 300 million. If you cut it down, you will lose everything, not to mention if this is a real painting, the real work he managed to collect...

"Look." Yun Chu put down the blade, and pulled out a thin layer of imitation film from the separated part. What's even more amazing is that this pair of calligraphy and painting can be divided into two, the lower layer is brighter, and the upper layer The first layer is relatively dark, and two thin layers of paper are covered together, and then a layer of imitation film is put on, and this fake painting that ordinary people can't distinguish at all has already been created.

Tang Weiheng sat back on the chair with anger written all over his face, "It's fake... it really is fake, those bastards actually sold me a fake painting!"

"Uncle Tang, don't be angry. Chinese calligraphy and paintings have always been highly sought after and loved cultural relics in the world. If you want to buy them next time, you must ask a few more people before buying." Yunchu comforted.

Tang Weiheng sighed heavily, "I asked the teachers at the school to help me look... Those experts on ancient cultural relics all work for the government, so we can't hire them."

There is one in front of you, Yun Chu murmured in his heart.

"It's just that those teachers are not as good as a little girl like you." Tang Weiheng glanced at Yunchu with a complicated expression. How did she know it? Is it accidental or...strength?

"Little girl, tell me the truth, how do you know this painting is fake?" Tang Weiheng asked seriously.