Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 341

Seeing that Master Yuan had said that, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting Master Yuan's approval, even Liu Yafang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Yuan, is it the real work?" Liu Yafang asked with a smile.

"Authentic work, real work! You can see that the style of the painting has changed suddenly, and the style of the Lingnan School of painting is hidden in it, which is combined with the background of Xu Beihong back then. In his early years, Xu Beihong met a famous writer of the Lingnan School of Painting when he was studying abroad, and he was given advice. So the Lingnan School of Painting style can be explained more clearly in this painting." The old man stroked his goatee and explained with a leisurely expression.

After the old man finished speaking, the smile on Liu Yafang's face became even stronger, and he inadvertently looked at Xiaoyu next to the old man.There was a hint of complacency in his eyes.

"Uncle Yuan, this is really an authentic work. I didn't believe it when Boss Liu first told me."

At this time, Xiaoyu also showed a little surprise, and asked with an expression of disbelief.

Then the old man nodded again, affirming the origin of the painting.

"Boss Liu, without further ado, you don't know my love for calligraphy and painting. What do you think of this painting being transferred to me?" The old man stroked his goatee again, looked at Liu Yafang and said.

"This…"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yafang immediately showed a troubled expression.

The old man can naturally see clearly.

"Boss Liu, don't worry. I will never let you lose money on this painting!" The old man said again, and his words were full of boldness.

"Master Yuan, as you know, although there are many treasures in my store, there are not many treasures like this one. I want to keep it as the treasure of the store." Liu Yafang said.

Now the old man also showed a troubled expression.

Although he loves calligraphy and painting, he is not a person who makes things difficult for these things.

At this moment, Xiaoyu stood up and said, "Boss Liu, you know Uncle Yuan. He loves calligraphy and painting no less than you. This thing is a waste of money in your hands. Shouldn't you sell me Yuan Shusan?" Divide the thin noodles and transfer them to him as a favor?"

"This…"

Liu Yafang seemed a little hesitant.

When the old man saw this expression, his eyes suddenly lit up and he felt something was going on.He also quickly said: "Boss Liu, 200 million. How about I give you 200 million for this painting? It is definitely higher than the price you charged!"

After the old man finished quoting the price, not only Liu Yafang was stunned, but even the people watching the excitement at the door couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation!

It's not just high, everyone present knows that although Xu Beihong's paintings are good, they are far from reaching this level.

Unexpectedly, the old man has reached such an obsession with painting.

After Liu Yafang heard the old man's quotation, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Master Yuan...you..." Liu Yafang still did not agree happily.

But after hesitating for a while, Liu Yafang finally gritted his teeth and said, "Master Yuan, forget it, I can only rest assured that this painting is with you, and I will transfer it to you as a favor."

As soon as these words came out, the old man immediately beamed.

"Good good."

It is not difficult to see the old man's love for this painting with three voices on his face.

"Wait a moment."

Just when everyone thought that this matter had just fallen to the ground, a sharp voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Immediately, everyone followed the sound and looked towards the source of the sound.

It was Zhao Gang who walked out from the crowd.

"Little friend, what's the matter?" The old man looked at Zhao Gang with some doubts.

Zhao Gang smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, there seems to be something wrong with this painting I just saw."

Zhao Gang is also bold, without any shyness, he speaks out in front of so many people!

As soon as the words fell, the crowd immediately laughed. You must know that this is something that Master Yuan has personally appraised and affirmed.

Zhao Gang still dared to say that there was a problem.

"Haha, little friend, what's wrong with this painting." The old man asked with a smile, but with a hint of disdain.

In fact, I don't blame the old man. After all, Zhao Gang's remarks undoubtedly questioned what he had appraised.

"Master, to tell you the truth, I've been looking at this painting for a long time and something is wrong..." Zhao Gang also came in and walked to the side of the painting.

He didn't look at the painting in a hurry, but looked up at the store owner Liu Yafang first, showing a playful smile, Zhao Gang didn't say anything.

On the contrary, it was Liu Yafang who was looked at by Zhao Gang. He didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something, and his heart trembled suddenly!
"Little friend, then tell me, what's wrong with this painting?" The old man was also steady. Although he was a little disdainful towards Zhao Gang's words, he didn't lose his temper on the spot!
Zhao Gang naturally knew what the old man was thinking, so he just cast a glance at the old man, and without his consent, he directly shone the light of the painting from the old man's hand on the painting.

"Master, everything you just said is correct. This painting does have the style of the Lingnan School of Painting, but you can see that the place where the brush strokes are broken is intermittent, and it doesn't feel like a painting at all."

After what Zhao Gang said, the old man subconsciously looked at the picture of a horse on the table.

After taking a closer look, the old man's expression suddenly became serious, without the smile at all.

For people of his age, Zhao Gang doesn't need to say anything. With just a few clicks, the old man can immediately understand what it means.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that something was wrong. Indeed, as Zhao Gang said, the place where the brush was broken in this painting was too neat, and there was no clue at all.

But it is impossible for every painter to achieve a meticulous style of brushwork when painting.

Seeing that the old man had already realized something was wrong, Zhao Gang smiled lightly and said: "Master, what you said just now is not wrong. The things used to mount the painting are all old things, but this painting is not old things. But in fact this It was printed on a copy of Colo, the reason why he can confuse the fake with the real one is because his background is real, and someone took his background to paint, so he can confuse the fake with the real one!"

As soon as the words came out, the old man's expression became more dignified again!

And even the spectators outside the door didn't dare to question Zhao Gang casually when they saw Zhao Gang talking in style.

At this moment, a look of panic flashed across Liu Yafang's face.

"Boy, what are you doing? This painting was personally appraised by Master Yuan just now. Are you questioning Master Yuan?"

It was obvious that Liu Yafang wanted to shift his attention to the old man and use the majesty of the old man to suppress Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang smiled faintly. Although he knew that he had touched the taboo of this industry, he smiled indifferently!

At this time, the old man had already focused all his attention on the painting, and he didn't care about Liu Yafang's provocation.

Just when the old man was contemplating the painting again, a gloomy look flashed across the face of the man called Xiaoyu by the old man!
(End of this chapter)