Qingben beauty

Chapter 672
The voice was full of energy and high-pitched, followed by two clicks of tut, as if even the air vibrated.

I first pressed the monkey's hand that was raised to help me hold the corner of the painting, then put down the magnifying glass in my hand, and then slowly raised my head.

The one who spoke was a man standing behind Mr. Ji, in his 40s, with neat clothes and smooth hair. When I looked over, his nostrils seemed to be upturned.

I looked over to Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji glanced at the man, and said with a faint smile: "This is Mr. Ma from Bobbis Auction House. He said he wanted to see my collection, so he insisted on coming with me. I was planning to take some Show him that."

Uh……

Bobbies Auction House, I have never heard of it, and Mr. Ji insisted on following me...

I raised my eyebrows at Mr. Ji, then turned to Mr. Ma, and said, "So, Mr. Ma thinks this painting is fake?"

Mr. Ma said with a smile: "Then how can this young lady be sure that this is true?"

I pursed my lips slightly and didn't answer him. I just stretched out my hand and rolled up the half-rolled painting on the other copy, and then asked the monkey to put the picture of the Hermit in Liutang in the middle, and took two steps back. , moved out of the way, and then pointed at it with his hand.

That Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji also made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Since Mr. Ma said it is a fake, please take a good look at it and tell me the way. I bought this painting with my old nose money. If you really bought it wrong, let me understand.”

Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment, and his expression turned a bit ugly, but he still walked to the table, picked up the magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully after being looked at by Mr. Ji so kindly.

I stood by and watched him quietly. After standing for 2 minutes, the monkey pulled me and pulled me to the casual table next to me to sit down.

I sat down, and Mr. Ji also moved a chair and sat down beside me, and raised his eyebrows at me.

The last trace of displeasure in my heart dissipated, and I lowered my voice and said, "Put the other one away quickly."

Mr. Ji twitched the corners of his eyes, and gestured to the man under him. After the man took the painting away, he said in a low voice, "What's the point?"

I smiled and glanced at Mr. Ma's back.

Mr. Ji closed his mouth, and nodded slightly with the corners of his lips curled up.

The two of us just sat there, drank a cup of tea, and then Mr. Ma stood up straight and said, "Mr. Ji, who did you buy this from? Well, it's really hard to say, look, The inscription on this is completely unclear, and the ink stains are not the same as the natural wear and tear. Let me see, it is probably a fake. How about it, how much did you pay for it? I can think of a way, no Make you lose money."

This guy watched it for 10 minutes and came to such a conclusion...

I unconsciously raised the corner of my lower lip, remembering what Lu Li once said, whether it's an auction or an appraisal, there's actually a mixed bag of good and bad people here, there are experts, but more of them are half-baked goods, and some even don't understand at all. It's just a trick.

Listening to him, Mr. Ji smiled at me, stood up and said, "My painting will cost 800 million yuan. If it is fake, how can Mr. Ma guarantee that I can get back the money?"

"800 million?" That Mr. Ma turned his head and said with surprise on his face, "Who is so courageous to deceive you with this fake product?"

Speaking of the word fake, he even glanced at me.

I smiled, picked up the cup, and continued to drink tea.

"You just talk about the method." Mr. Ji smiled.

"Well, these 800 million yuan, I guess it's a bit difficult." Mr. Ma said with a tangled face: "In my place, there are some customers who want to accept some ancient paintings. They don't know much about it. I can let my appraiser According to a report, it is not appropriate to say that this painting is from the Song Dynasty, but it should still be possible to say that it is from the Qing Dynasty. According to the price of an anonymous painting in the Qing Dynasty, it should be no problem to sell it for a million yuan, but 800 million..."

Mr. Ma shook his head, sighed and said: "Mr. Ji, to be honest, 800 million is impossible, I can only try to help you recover the loss, or, how about this, I will look at your other things here, Let's see if we can figure something out together."

Mr. Ji chuckled and said, "Then that painting just now?"

"That one, that's even worse!" Mr. Ma immediately shook his head and said, "This one still has a bit of character in it, but that one doesn't at all. Even if it's an ancient painting, it might have been made by that scholar at random. valuable."

"Is that so, then, I have something to do today, come here and take Mr. Ma back." After Mr. Ji called out, he smiled at Mr. Ma: "I will ask Mr. Ma for advice when I have time later."

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji." Mr. Ma yelled twice, cast a cold glance at me, and said, "I glanced at that painting just now, but I didn't see it very clearly. Otherwise, you can take it out and see it all." Unfold it and let me have a look? Mr. Ji, there are too many scammers in this antiquities business, and too many people pretend to understand, so don’t be fooled again.”

This is what it says...

I smiled gracefully at the monkey.

The monkey sat back down again.

Mr. Jin appeared out of nowhere, and when he heard Mr. Ma's words, he smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Ji, there are too many liars who pretend to understand. , it's getting late, do you still have this meal?"

"I'll just wait for you." Mr. Ji laughed, waved to his subordinates, and said to me, "Miss Gu, please."

I stood up and followed Mr. Ji to the sun room in the back garden.

When he walked to the entrance of the corridor, he heard Mr. Na Ma calling Mr. Ji twice behind him and then fell silent. He was probably invited out by Mr. Ji's subordinates.

Then I said to Mr. Ji: "This Mr. Ma is not considered a person who understands painting. He just follows the usual practice of looking at the seal first and then the ink, but he forgot that the value of painting is the painting, especially the painting. It is these ancient paintings whose origins cannot be found. The most important thing is to look at the paintings themselves. Ink marks and seals can be faked, and because of the age, it is indeed difficult to identify them.
However, the painting skills cannot be faked and are easily recognizable. The painting is sharp and beautiful, and the overall picture is clear and open. Although the space is not large, the details are full of vitality and poetic. This painting technique alone In other words, it is a rare masterpiece. Moreover, this painting uses soft colors, delicate brushstrokes, and the layout is in the style of the late Northern Song Dynasty. These are also difficult to fake. Of course, even if it is faked by later generations, it can be painted It is so beautiful, it is worth the price! "

Mr. Ji's eyes lit up, and after nodding repeatedly, he said, "Then the other one?"

I smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Ji, that painting, although not a famous one, is a map of mountains and rivers. It should be painted in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. I think the markings on the city should be from the land of the two Huaihe Rivers." The map and that painting, in terms of painting skills, are indeed nothing to praise, but the trend of mountains and rivers marked on that painting, as well as the scale configuration of the city, are extremely rare historical materials! Its value, I do not know Estimate."

(End of this chapter)