Age: My Small World

Chapter 179 An Ancient Painting

"Shh!"

Yang Jun caught the knife steadily in his hand.

When he first saw it, he thought it was a good knife.

I waved it casually and found it quite handy.

"Good knife!"

"Brother Xiaoshan, how are you?"

Mi Shan came over with anticipation on his face.

"Very good, I like this knife very much."

Yang Jun did not deny it.

"How about this, how much is this knife? I'll buy it from you. Forget about giving it as a gift. It's too expensive."

Although it is only a hundred-year-old knife, it can be considered an antique. Moreover, the knife has been preserved very well. If it meets someone who likes to collect it, it will definitely be sold at a high price.

Well, I’ll probably have to wait another twenty years for the collection, as there aren’t many people who have nothing to do these days.

"Don't." Mi Shan waved his hands quickly.

Then he glanced at Mr. Hu and saw his encouraging look, so he said frankly: "Actually, we have something we want to trouble Brother Xiaoshan with, and this knife is a greeting gift."

Yang Jun already knew the general idea, so he nodded and said, "I can help, but the premise is that I need to see what you are going to do first. If it involves illegal activities, then I won't do it."

"No, we don't want to go to the farm for transformation."

Mi Shan quickly shook his head.

When he heard Yang Jun agree, a smile appeared on his face.

He continued, "Brother Xiaoshan, we don't want to do anything else but just want to sell what we have. But no one wants it now, so we wonder if you have any ideas."

Yang Jun looked at Mr. Hu with a little surprise. Mr. Hu should be able to help with this matter.

The old man just smiled at him, stroked his beard and raised his chin to indicate that he should continue reading.

So he turned around and listened, and Mi Shandu began to talk about the experiences of his two brothers.

From his mouth, Yang Jun finally understood what kind of luck the two brothers had.

They were lucky. Before the food sent by Yang Jun was finished, they accidentally discovered some valuables that my mother had buried in the wall. After selling them at a low price, they gained some confidence and thought of going to the provincial capital to look for opportunities.

But life in such a big provincial capital is extremely difficult. If you can't find a way out in a short period of time, the outcome will probably be even worse.

I had thought I could find a temporary job in the provincial capital, but I didn't expect it to be just as difficult.

When they only had enough money left for the return ticket, they thought about going home again.

It was at this time that the two met a man selling second-hand items at the city entrance.

After getting to know Mr. Ba, they had a little understanding of antiques and knew that they were very valuable in the past. They suddenly became interested in buying these antiques at a low price and then selling them at a high price.

After spending the money for the train tickets, they were dumbfounded. They didn't know how to look at it and couldn't find a suitable way out.

The dark market is too far away for them, and there is no guarantee that there will be buyers there.

So they walked back to the county in a miserable manner to ask for help from Master Ba, as they were almost unable to hold on.

"That's it. We don't care how much we can sell it for right now. As long as we can get some food to eat, that's enough."

The top priority is food.

Yang Jun nodded: "Where's the stuff? Can I take a look?"

Mi Shan quickly glanced at Mi Liang and said, "Hurry up and show the things to Brother Xiaoshan."

"I understand, brother." Compared with Mi Shan, Mi Liang was a bit more honest and not as flexible.

The things were placed inside the house, so Mr. Hu waved his hand and said, "Let's go in together. Don't stand outside."

It was still snowing and it was quite cold outside. Although the two brothers were wearing cotton-padded jackets, they were still a little thin. They kept stamping their feet because they were frozen and had no cotton-padded shoes.

Moreover, the two of them walked all the way back from the provincial capital, and their shoes were badly worn out.

I don't know how they managed to eat along the way.

Yang Jun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

After the few people entered the house, Mi Liang had already placed an old box on the eight-immortals table in the house. It was old-fashioned in style, but it was carved with many flowers.

The solid wood box has some marks on it, as if it has been hit many times, causing some damage to the outer layer. It's a pity, otherwise it can also be regarded as an antique.

The two brothers did not think that the box could have any value, they simply regarded it as a box to store things.

After opening it casually, Yang Jun saw what was inside.

It was not an antique in the conventional sense as he thought, but a painting.

The painting is not very big, otherwise it would not be possible to put it in the box.

After opening it, Yang Jun couldn't help but stare blankly.

Just by seeing the signature, he felt that this painting must be extraordinary.

"Tang Yin's work?!"

Tang Yin, whose courtesy name was Bo Hu, was also known as Liuru Jushi and Taohua Anzhu. I believe everyone knows him.

And his works are naturally stunning.

But after Yang Jun looked at the painting carefully, he didn't have any impression of it.

The painting depicts a young woman, her graceful demeanor appearing and disappearing, as if allowing people to see a real person from a thousand years ago.

Even though Yang Jun didn't know much about painting, he knew that this thing was not created by an ordinary person.

Even if it is an imitation, it is still made by a master.

As if he had guessed what Yang Jun was thinking, Mr. Hu shook his head and said, "This painting is real."

Yang Jun was surprised. "Master, you know this? You are a jade expert, aren't you?"

"Don't look at me like that. I've seen these before, and I've seen people collect Tang Yin's paintings. There are some tricks to distinguish the authenticity of his works. Look carefully at the headdress and the style of the beautiful woman's smile. They both have a strong Tang Yin style, which is difficult for ordinary people to imitate."

To determine whether a painting is authentic, first look at the signature, seal and inscription. If the signature is incorrect, it can be ruled out.

Of course, it is possible that some authors would deliberately sign their works randomly.

Then comes the identification of artistic style. Everyone’s style is different, and as long as you have a grasp of it, you can get a general idea.

The next step is the identification of copies and ghostwritten works, which involves a lot of complicated content, and Mr. Hu Baye doesn’t quite understand it.

In other words, there were not as many advanced technologies as there are now, otherwise it would be too easy to make a fake painting, which greatly increased the difficulty of identifying fakes later.

It’s not that serious now. If you want to cheat, you have to hire an expert.

Unfortunately, the cost of making a fake painting these days is too high, and when it is finally sold, it is worth less than a hundred yuan, so there is really no need to forge it.

The main thing is to be on guard against someone imitating your painting.

"Could it be one of Tang Yin's paintings that didn't survive to later times?"

You have to know that after so many years of war, the antiques that can be left are becoming fewer and fewer. After being screened in the years that followed, the ones that can be left are even scarcer. It is normal for Tang Yin to lose one or two paintings, or even dozens of paintings.

Just because it doesn’t appear in later generations doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

In addition to a painting, there are some texts in the box, which are classified as ancient books.

He even found a handwritten copy of the Golden Chamber in it.

It is said to be a manuscript, but judging from the material it is made of, it is probably hundreds of years old.

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