Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 174 Who Says Patchwork Paintings Are Worthless! (Seek to follow up)

Ever since playing Tandian Live, Chu Ang's mood has never been as ups and downs as it is today.

"call…"

Chu Ang took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue, and a tingling pain hit him, which woke him up a bit. After he calmed down completely, his eyes fell on the picture scroll again.

System detection, this painting is worth 3 million!
The 3 million treasure is undoubtedly genuine!

Just where is this really...

Chu Ang stared at the painting and inscriptions for a few minutes with his gaze like a torch, and suddenly, a sense of familiarity came to his heart.

"what…"

Chu Ang patted his head and laughed dumbly, "So that's it!"

"..."

The old man and Zhao Chengjin looked at Chu Ang at the same time, their eyes were full of doubts, confusion and bewilderment.

Chu Ang said bluntly, "This painting is authentic!"

Zhao Chengjin: "???"

"The anchor said this painting is authentic?"

"Is the collage also authentic?"

"The plot has reversed again?"

"Real paintings are fake? Tang Bohu's authentic works are worth hundreds of millions of treasures!"

"..."

Seeing Zhao Chengjin's doubts, Chu Ang explained, "Just now we fell into the blind spot of knowledge..."

Zhao Chengjin looked at Chu Ang suspiciously.

Chu Ang said, "This painting is indeed made by Mr. Gao. The porcelain, calligraphy and paintings made by this master counterfeiter are undoubtedly not the real ones!"

"As soon as we saw this person's signature, we classified this painting as a fake. This empiricism is at work..."

Zhao Chengjin on the opposite side is also a senior intellectual of the Old Palace Museum, so at this moment Chu Ang's words are much stricter than before.

Chu Ang said: "The reason why antiques are fake is nothing more than the word "profit", but not all of them are fakes. For example, if one painting is exposed more than once, one authentic painting becomes multiple paintings, and the benefits are multiplied..."

Zhao Chengjin has heard of the technique of "Nine Uncovering and One", but the painting in front of him is not unraveling.

Chu Ang naturally Zhao Chengjin was thinking about something, but he didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and continued, "In fact, the reason why this painting can be preserved, we have to thank this Mr. Gao..."

Hearing this, Zhao Chengjin's pupils shrank.

"What? What will the anchor say? I have to thank Mr. Gao?"

"The master counterfeiter?"

"Anchor, do you want to hear what you are saying?"

"..."

Chu Ang: "The two paintings in front of us are made up of two incomplete paintings. Experts can see this, but it can be seen that this Mr. Gao has no intention of hiding..."

"The first half is Tang Bohu, but whose poems and essays are in the second half?"

With that said, Chu Ang smiled wryly.

The obvious splicing marks just now + Mr. Gao's signature caught him off guard and almost made him think that the painting was a fake.

"Poems in the second half volume?" Hearing Chu Ang's words, Zhao Chengjin was stunned, his gaze moved down, and he looked at the calligraphy and painting again.

This time, Chu Ang purposely scrolled up the landscape painting of Tang Bohu on the previous page, and covered the inscription "Mr. Gao" at the end, "You are looking again..."

While gesturing to Zhao Chengjin, Chu Ang still did not forget to explain, "The splicing of paintings is not something that can be put together casually. When Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi's paintings are put together, it will only look very abrupt. In the end, painting a tiger will not be an anti-dog!"

Zhao Chengjin looked at the next volume of poems and essays, and became more and more familiar with them. After a while, he exclaimed, "This is Wen Zhengming's words!"

"Hey, hey? Brothers, is it written by Wen Zhengming?"

"Why didn't Zhao Chengjin see it just now?"

"It's probably because the stitching marks are too obvious, and Mr. Gao's inscription directly identifies the painting as a fake!"

"Empiricism kills people!"

"..."

"Yes, it's Wen Zhengming's words!" Chu Ang nodded in satisfaction, "Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming have known each other since childhood, and have been friends for many years. When spliced ​​together, it will never look awkward, and even has the effect of 1+1>2..."

"Two celebrity calligraphy and paintings that were about to be damaged turned waste into treasure in the hands of Mr. Gao, and turned into a rare treasure in the world..."

"Whether Mr. Gao is out of profit or for other reasons, this person has done a good deed!"

"Tang Bohu's landscape painting, Wen Zhengming's calligraphy, even in the Republic of China, this painting is a precious treasure!"

As he said that, Chu Ang looked at the old man with a gloomy gaze.

"Brothers, did you hear what the anchor said? This painting is a treasure!"

"Who says collages are fakes?"

"Who says collages are worthless?"

"Tang Bohu: Who said you can't kill someone without a gun?"

"Upstairs, why can you speak?"

"You said, could it be that Mr. Gao did it on purpose?"

"What did you do on purpose?"

"Mr. Gao: Don't you all tell me that Mr. Gao is a counterfeit? Okay, this time I did a good deed and turned waste into treasure. If you decent people don't see this treasure and destroy it, then it's not me, Mr. Gao. Wrong!"

"Damn, from what the brother upstairs said, it's really possible!"

"..."

"My lord... The Golden Sage actually gave such a precious treasure to your father, but only took one piece of ocean..." Chu Ang muttered, as if talking to himself, "Jinling defense battle, defense battle..."

Suddenly, Chu Ang seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head, "Your father is Guan Tuan's deputy?"

The old man scratched his head, "Deputy Guan Tuan? My father's surname is Guan, but I don't know about Deputy Guan Tuan or something. My father never told me about his service as a soldier. The matter of "defending Jinling" is still I heard it from my mother..."

Chu Ang had complicated thoughts, "I've heard about your father's reputation. During the period of the Republic of China, he served as the deputy head of the teaching corps. He participated in the Battle of Jiangyin. During the defense of Jinling, he killed seven Japanese pirates... "

The old man scratched his head, "I haven't heard my father say this before..."

"Soldiers don't talk about fighting..." Chu Ang sighed.

"Soldiers don't talk about fighting? What does the anchor mean?"

"I can probably understand what the anchor wants to say. People who have really retired from the battlefield are taciturn and rarely mention war to others..."

"Yes, yes, there is a senior in my village who is also like this. Whenever someone mentions it, the senior will cry and cry, and they will say that he is some kind of hero. The real heroes all died on the battlefield..."

"Really, in his later years, Liu Shuai basically didn't watch war dramas, and he didn't want to mention the battles he had commanded. Some reporters wanted to interview him. Liu Shuai said: "How many widows ask me for their husbands?How many gray-haired old ladies asked me for a son?I feel uneasy! "

"BMW presents the hero, and this collage painting is presented to my husband, the hero. It's worth the money!"

"Teaching the corps... I have to focus on this. Back then, this was the elite among the elite!"

"The defense of Jinling was a terrible battle. In the defense of Jiangyin, the navy blocked the river with a suicide shipwreck and sank all ships into the Yangtze River. At the cost of almost annihilation, they defended the Jiangyin blockade for nearly three months and tried their best to cover it. 70 friendly troops on the front line. Even the "General Falcon Mason" sighed: This is the most intense naval battle I have ever seen since the First World War. Although the battle was not victorious, until the end of the war, the Japanese pirates It also failed to realize the dream of "going westward along the Yangtze River and destroying China in three months!" "

"This is the person we want to chase stars!"

"The most cultured, elegant and romantic country in the world is here, but some people worship foreigners? It's sad..."

"A tenacious will wins over a body of steel, and build a prosperous China with a body of flesh and blood!"

"..."

Although the secret of landscape painting was solved, Chu Ang still couldn't relax. The matter between the golden master and Mr. Gao still troubled his heart.

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