Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Lin Ran was standing in front of Yan Liben's "Xiao Yi earns Lanting" at the moment.

Then he shook his head in disappointment. Whether it was the smell or his appreciation, he determined that the calligraphy and painting in front of him were completely modern imitations.

Moreover, even collector Liu Xi's seal was mistakenly stamped with the traditional Chinese character for "hi".

"But this calligraphy and painting is really lifelike." Lin Ran looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of him and shook his head slightly.

If it weren't for the problem with the seal, there would have been no traditional Chinese characters for "hi" in that era, which exposed a flaw.

Lin Ran couldn't see any problems just from the surface of calligraphy and painting.

"Hello, can you let me take a closer look?" Just when Lin Ran was in a daze, a man with dyed blond hair stood next to Lin Ran.

Lin Ran gave up the best viewing position and watched him from the side.

This painting is also a rarity for others.

To be honest, without some quality, I really can’t tell that it is an imitation.

It's not impossible to buy it back and collect it, but the price is too expensive.

If you spend 8 yuan to buy a fake, you won't be able to take it off when you need the money, and it will be of no use at all.

When he really wanted to spend [-] yuan to buy a piece of this work, he thought it would be better to ask Li Yuanhao to make a copy for only a few dozen yuan.

Seeing the young man frowning and looking at it, he seemed not to notice anything unusual in the painting.

Lin Ran smiled, opened the album, and continued to look through it.

In addition to some works by famous artists, there are also many unknown works at the fair, and their quality is not very high, and the prices are still more than tens of thousands of yuan. No matter how you think about it, they are not worth it.

After flipping through a few more pages, Lin Ran was slightly stunned.

Then, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

There is such a treasure!

Printed on the book is the treasure of the Palace Museum, "Picture of Picking Wei"!

When Lin Ran returned to the Palace Museum, he found that a work was missing.

When asked about Tang Lanxuan, Tang Lanxuan asked him where he had seen the picture of plucking flowers. Their museum had never had this work.

Lin Ran laughed and walked over, but in his heart he was wondering where this treasure of the museum had gone.

Unexpectedly, he would appear at the underground trade fair in Hong Kong City.

However, fakes and low-quality goods are rampant here. It seems that many businessmen from the port city will also go to places like Panjiayuan and Liulichang to check for leaks, only to get back empty-handed.

"Sir, do you think this painting is real?" Lin Ran was just about to leave when the blond boy standing in front of the calligraphy and painting suddenly turned around and asked Lin Ran.

Lin Ran smiled and shook his head and said, "I was just taking a look."

"Oh, I saw that you had been looking at it for so long, and I thought you had seen the problem with this painting." The blond boy smiled.

"There is a problem, but it's not a big one." After hesitating for a while, Lin Ran expressed his opinion.

"What's the problem?" The blond boy's smile suddenly froze.

"The seal is wrong, and these few strokes are too stiff. I found that I took the wrong stroke when I was painting, and I twisted it back forcibly." Lin Ran said to the blond boy after checking that there was no one else around.

He didn't usually intend to ruin other people's lives, but when he saw the blond boy, he felt a little familiar, as if he had seen him before somewhere.

So I felt kindhearted and told him the problem I saw.

Then he commented: "Of course, I'm not sure whether Yan Liben himself has this style of painting. After all, I haven't seen a few of his authentic paintings."

"Of course not." The blond boy said, "His painting style is the most unique, with strong and powerful lines and a lifelike expression. He is especially good at character depiction and will never have the problems you mentioned."

"I'm just talking casually." Lin Ran said, "I want to go to other places to see, you can make your own decision."

Lin Ran suddenly felt that what he did was not right. He was completely ruining the seller's situation.

Fortunately, no one else was present, otherwise Chen Qi would be in trouble again.

"Stop meddling in other people's business." Lin Ran thought to himself that the business world is different from being a human being. If the road is rough, Lin Ran will naturally do his part and draw his sword to help.

But at the antique fair, there is no conflict of interest and he should not ruin other people's business.

The following is not an example.

He warned himself in his mind, and then walked quickly towards the exhibition area of ​​"Picking Wei Tu".

The exhibition area of ​​"Plucking Pictures" was crowded with people, and many of them seemed to be wealthy antique shop owners.

They held their chins and discussed this calligraphy and painting.

"Li Tang is indeed a genius with color. His colors are simple and elegant, as if he has calmed down over time. It is really a good painting."

"Yes, do you know who the person in this painting is?"

"Who?"

"It's Boyi and Shuqi."

In front of the calligraphy and painting, there was an old man standing, who seemed to be explaining the mysteries of the calligraphy and painting to everyone.

I saw him eloquently saying: "King Wu defeated Zhou, ended the rule of the Shang Dynasty, and established the Kingdom of Zhou. As descendants of the Shang Dynasty, Boyi and Shuqi both felt ashamed of eating Zhou millet, so they hid in Shouyang In the mountains, we made a living by collecting wild vegetables. In those days, collecting wild vegetables was called picking weeds, but we couldn’t support ourselves simply by relying on wild vegetables.”

"Just when they were about to starve to death, they impromptuly composed a poem. The poem was..." The old man was about to continue talking, but he didn't know if he was a little forgetful and couldn't remember it for a moment.

Just when he didn't know how to end, there was a sound of praise coming from the side.

"Climb to the west mountain to pick the weeds. I'm prone to violence, but I don't know what's wrong."

Everyone turned around and saw Lin Ran standing in front of the painting with a serious expression.

It was he who sang the poem just now.

Everyone was stunned, but the old man was extremely pleased and said with a smile: "Young people are scary. I didn't expect that in today's Hong Kong city, I can still see people who understand Boyi and Shuqi."

Because this period of history is too similar to today's financial city, in order to prevent anyone from mentioning this humiliation, it is difficult to see this part in books.

"...and died of starvation in Shouyang Mountain."

When Lin Ran finished reciting it, everyone was stunned.

They are all businessmen in the port city and are very familiar with the current situation.

In fact, they are not the people in the painting.

However, collecting this painting may have great disadvantages for them.

After listening to the words, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a handful of people.

The old man really smiled after hearing Lin Ran's tone. He cupped his fists and said to Lin Ran: "Little brother, judging from your face, are you new here?"

"Yeah." Lin Ran nodded and came to the picture scroll.

A sense of simplicity came to my face, this painting turned out to be the real thing!

Make big!

However, Lin Ran did not show the joy on his face.

Since the owner will take the scroll to the trade fair, it means that he is eager to make a move.

It is no different from picking up leaks. The seller must not be allowed to see his intention to sell.