Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 15

As soon as he walked up to the stairs on the second floor, he heard a voice behind him shouting something loudly.

Curiosity stopped the two of them, looking for the sound and looking behind, they saw a man arguing about something red-faced.

It was Zhao Gang's first visit to such an exchange, and he was inevitably a little curious. He lightly touched Wang Hui's arm.

"Why, Brother Zhao, are you interested there?"

Hearing Wang Hui's question, Zhao Gang nodded in embarrassment, feeling that he had never seen the world!
Wang Hui likes Zhao Gang's character very much, he never pretends, asks directly when he doesn't understand, and doesn't pretend to understand.

"Go, brother will take you to see!"

Hearing Wang Hui's words, Zhao Gang was very happy, and he hurriedly followed Wang Hui.

"Okay, Brother Wang!"

Zhao Gang followed Wang Hui's footsteps closely while happily responding to him.

Both of them came to the room where there was a loud shout just now. It turned out that some calligraphy and paintings were being auctioned.

A man was holding a landscape painting in his hand. He insisted that the landscape painting was an authentic work by Tang Yin.

But the auctioneer above always felt that there was something wrong with the painting, and if you asked him to tell, he couldn't tell.

Especially the last signature, judging from the signature seal, Tang Yin was indeed right.

However, there are always some differences in the whole complex.

Wang Hui touched Zhao Gang's arm and asked him to look at the painting.

Zhao Gang stared into the painting with wide eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the circles of light.

"Brother Wang, with all due respect, the quality of this painting is not very good."

Hearing Zhao Gang's words, the people around also showed some interest. Everyone is an antique lover and has done some research on it.

"Young people brag and don't go crazy, look at the signature of that painting is indeed from Tang Yin."

"That's right, because I think this painting should be Tang Yin's authentic work."

"Such a priceless painting is worth nothing in the eyes of a brat like you?"

Hearing the voices around him, he also doubted himself at first, and then stared at the words that it was a golden elephant.

But he almost opened his eyes, and he didn't see any halo on the painting.

He doesn't know if Hua'er is real, but it's certain that his treasure appraising ability has never made a mistake.

Hearing what Zhao Gang said, Wang Hui became interested for a while, and he also looked at the painting.

Tang Yin is mainly good at painting landscapes, and his life is divided into two stages.

When he was young, he came from a wealthy family and was known as the Fourth Young Master because of his high talents. Such a person's behavior would inevitably be a bit arrogant.

This year, most of his paintings are bold and unrestrained.

The river is surging, and the pine trees are spreading their branches and leaves. There is prosperity and carnival everywhere.

But with the increase of age, wealth can no longer control his mind, coupled with the departure of old friends.

The original Fourth Young Master in Beijing had fallen apart, and these things slowly changed Tang Yin's character.

When he entered old age, his style of painting suddenly changed, and most of his paintings were peaceful and tranquil as the main style.

The big river no longer rushes but flows slowly, and the Jingsong no longer spreads its branches and leaves but stands tall and straight.

There is no need for collectors to research these, they are all available in all literary and historical records.

Wang Hui looked at Zhao Gang again, the young man's eyesight was really extraordinary.

"Brother Zhao, my brother's eyes are dumb! I didn't see the authenticity of this painting? Can you give me some pointers?"

Hearing what Wang Hui said, Zhao Gang felt even more ashamed. If he had worked as a clerk in an antique city, he had also studied some antiques.

But the strength has not risen to what everyone praises. Most of them can judge the authenticity because of their own abilities.

But because of this incident, everyone praised him, and now everyone thinks that he is a master of appraising treasures.

Since Wang Hui asked himself to help him raise his eyesight, he simply walked to a place very close to the painting and started to study bit by bit.

The eyes looked forward inch by inch, not daring to be vague at all.

Only the last seal has a small faint halo, but this small halo can only show that the seal is ancient.

"Hey, do you know how to read it? If you don't know how to read it, don't come here to disturb labor and management's business."

While the owner of the painting beside him drove Zhao Gang away, don't feel that your painting is shouting to everyone: "This is the authentic work of Tang Yin, one picture is missing, and those with sharp eyesight will quickly get it in their pockets."

Hearing him say this, the surroundings also began to move around, who would care about a young man's nonsense?

A gray-haired old man came to the screen, he took out the magnifying glass in his arms, and looked down bit by bit.

There is no problem with the overall structure of the painting, the most important thing is the seal of the signature.

If the overall painting style could be faked, but the seal could not, he couldn't help but nodded at the end.

"If this thing is a close imitation, but this chapter cannot be imitated. This is indeed Tang Yin's authentic work."

Zhao Gang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Hui.

This guy is outspoken, and if he continues to say this, he may offend others, and he doesn't know it.

The asking price of that painting was as high as 30. If it is really Tang Yin's handwriting, it must be more than 30.

However, the seller did not raise the price, which is also a doubtful point.

"Brother Wang, no matter who buys this painting back, they are all cheated."

Wang Hui really had nothing to do with this guy, he was so blunt, and it was precisely because of this that he would be willing to make friends with such a person.

The seller was a little angry when he heard Zhao Gang's words, and there was a trace of imperceptible panic in his eyes?

It was this look in his eyes that made Wang Hui believe that Zhao Gang hadn't misjudged him.

"Don't stand and talk without your back hurting. Do you know who this old man is?"

A person beside him yelled at Zhao Gang, this was obviously blocking his way to get rich.

The old man raised his head and looked at Zhao Gang with contempt. No one dared to question his status in this antique exchange.

The young man didn't know who it was, but he even questioned his vision.

However, he is old and his temper is not as strong as that of young people, but he still maintains a mild temper.

"Little brother keeps saying that this calligraphy and painting is fake, so please identify where it is fake."

Given the current scene, Zhao Gang couldn't use the same excuse as last time to get away with it.

After organizing the language, Zhao just slowly introduced it to everyone.

"I don't need to say anything about Tang Yin's brush strokes and painting style. Everyone here knows more than me. Except for the seal, the rest of this calligraphy and painting are fake."

A word to wake up the dreamer, the old man looked carefully like in the painting.

Then he seemed to have discovered something and stood firmly in front of the painting.

When he looked up again, it had changed from contempt to admiration.

(End of this chapter)