I have a system too invincible

Chapter 82

An arm-long picture scroll unfolded in the hands of Qian Mo and Mo Lao.

With the rotation of the scroll, the ink paintings of jagged rocks and flowing rivers come to the fore little by little.

"Huh?" Qian Mo handed the scroll in his hand to Old Man Tang and leaned over to read it carefully.

"Is this a painting by Doctor Jing?"

"Doctor Jing, devoted all his life to landscape paintings." Mo Lao smiled and said, "If this ink painting was painted by Doctor Jing, it would be considered a collection."

"Yes, yes" old man Tang nodded repeatedly.

"Master Zhao Bao also said that in the appraisal before." Old man Tang looked at Li Bin with some hesitation and said, "But this little brother, Master, said that there is something wrong with this painting."

"This painting..." Qian Mo spoke after observing it for a moment.

"I don't know my friend Li Bin, but what's wrong with this painting?" Qian Mo looked at Li Bin.

Li Bin had scanned this map of mountains, forests, water and streams before, and now Li Bin still remembered the information on the scan. A quarter of the map of mountains, forests, waters and streams was authentic or not.

But what was going on was not explained in the information, and Li Bin didn't know.

Now when Qian Mo asked Li Bin, he had no choice but to say: "Is this painting real or not? It seems fake but not fake."

Qian Mo's eyes lit up: "I was a little hesitant about this painting before, but now after listening to my little friend, I feel a little more confident."

"What do you mean?" Old man Tang was anxious, looked at Qian Mo and said, "Master Qian Mo, the little brother, Master, just glanced at it from a distance, and has never touched this painting at all."

"Young friend Li Bin's ability to appraise treasures is far superior to mine." Qian Mo nodded with a smile: "I observed this painting carefully for a long time and still hesitated, but little friend Li Bin saw the problem at a glance."

"What!" Old Man Tang's face turned pale: "Could it be? Could it be that this painting is fake?"

400 million is the savings of the old man for most of his life. The reason why he dared to make a desperate bet this time is because the old man has already contacted the buyer, and the price offered by the buyer is 600 million.

One in, one out, and one down hand is a big profit, which is why old man Tang dared to increase the price before.

Now that I heard that this painting might be a fake painting, old man Tang wants to die. The real painting is a hot commodity and a treasure, and it can make money no matter what it is, but the fake painting is different, it is from the bad street. Toys, if you give them away for nothing, others may not want them.

"Hunting geese all day long, I never thought that one day my eyes would be pecked by geese. I, Tang Er, have been doing business all my life. I never thought that Lin Lao Lin Lao would lose most of his family's wealth."

Old man Tang looked at Li Bin with red eyes: "Little brother, master, it was the old man who was blind and didn't listen to your advice before, and now it's useless to regret it."

Old man Tang's tearful appearance moved everyone present.

Appreciating treasures, picking up leaks, and making eye holes are jargon. Some people pick up a treasure and become rich overnight, while others pick up fake goods and go bankrupt in an instant.

Appreciating treasures is not only strength, but also luck. Playing games with one's own wealth is like walking a tightrope. If you are in a trance, you may lose your wealth.

"Boss Tang, you don't have to be like this. This painting...is not a fake painting." Qian Mo was also very sad about what happened to old man Tang, so he comforted him.

"Isn't it a fake painting? Then is this a real painting?" Old man Tang's expression improved a little, and he looked at Qian Mo expectantly.

Qian Mo shook his head: "This painting is not absolutely real."

"It's not a real painting, so what's the difference between it and a fake painting." Old man Tang looked disappointed, and there were old tears in his red eyes.

"Master Qian Mo, since ancient times, objects have been either real or fake. What does it mean to be true or not, or to be fake or not?" Some people who participated in the treasure hunt in the room did not leave, so they asked Qian Mo road.

"Master." Zhao Bao also came to Qian Mo's side.

"I've seen this painting. Judging from the lines of the painting and the inscription seal on the side, it should be the original work of Mr. Jing."

"I didn't say it wasn't Doctor Jing's authentic work." Qian Mo looked at Li Bin with a smile: "As for the reason, let Li Bin tell everyone."

"Huh?" Seeing Qian Mowang approaching, Li Bin was in a daze.

"I don't know what's going on, and I want to listen to it and learn it myself. Why did I suddenly let myself talk?"

"I'm still rich, so I won't make a fool of myself anymore." Li Bin waved his hands again and again to evade.

"This..., okay." Seeing that Li Bin was really unwilling, Qian Mo opened his mouth.

"This painting is the authentic work of Dr. Jing, but it is not the complete authentic work."

People around looked at Qian Mo with unclear expressions on their faces.

But Qian Mo continued with a smile: "As we all know, most of the ancient paintings were made of rice paper, and the superior rice paper is thin and has a strong penetrating power."

"In modern times, someone has researched a method of counterfeiting ancient paintings, selling an original complete ancient painting layer by layer."

"Because of the strong penetration of rice paper, the layered painting is basically the same as the original. This picture of mountains, forests, water and streams is a layered painting."

After Qian Mo finished speaking, the people around were in an uproar.

"There is such a method of counterfeiting? I really learned a lot today!"

"The counterfeiters are really hateful. Let them destroy a good painting like this."

"Master Qian Mo, is there any good way to distinguish this kind of fraud?" Someone asked Qian Mo, "Can you teach us?"

Qian Mo smiled slightly: "This kind of counterfeiting method is actually very simple to distinguish."

"Everyone must know the thickness of rice paper. The layered rice paper is thinner than normal rice paper."

"As for the lines on the painting, although this ink painting looks the same as the original, but because of the different layers of rice paper and the different penetration effects, the lines in this painting are more scattered than those in the original."

After Qian Mo finished speaking, Zhao Bao was stunned.

"I said that when I looked at those lines before, I always felt that something was wrong. Finally, after looking at the inscription and seal, I was sure that it was an authentic work. It turned out that the problem lies in this."

"Boss Tang, I sold this painting to you from Jubaozhai. Now I, Jubaozhai, are willing to take back the original price of this painting. Are you willing?" Qian Moxiao looked at old man Tang.

"Ok?"

"what?"

People around were surprised. Although Jubaozhai had made a guarantee to pay ten for one fake, the guarantee did not include the items in the treasure hunt. If you got a double eye in the treasure hunt, and if you bought the treasure poorly, you would have to smash your teeth and put it in your stomach. Pharynx, who told me to be blinded by greed.

"Yes, I am willing!" Old Man Tang nodded quickly.

A worthless painting can be exchanged for 400 million, this fool is not willing.

Rolling up the painting and holding it in his hand, Qian Mo looked around.

"In order to prevent this painting from re-distributing to the market, and to prevent people from being deceived by this painting, I, Jubaozhai, will destroy this painting."

(End of this chapter)