"Okay, shut up, I don't want to hear the next words."
Just when Lin Cheng was about to continue speaking, Mr. Zhao suddenly interrupted him very rudely.
Mr. Zhao looked at Gu Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Ban, the two Japanese people beside me have no time to waste here. There are only two roads in front of you now. First, we call the police immediately, and you compensate us for all losses." Second, exchange Tang Bohu's "Picture of Erotic Palace" with us."
Perhaps it was Lin Cheng's explanation that gave Gu Feng confidence, and he finally regained his former calm. He said with a smile: "Mr. time."
When Mr. Zhao heard this, a sneer appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Gu, you don't really think this work is a fake after hearing the nonsense of that delivery man? A delivery man is full of nonsense. It¡¯s so funny that you believe it too! Put your luck away, and I¡¯ll tell you this, this pair of "Fanzhi Poems" is indeed authentic. This work was personally appraised by Zhang Huaiyuan and Liu Xinshan. If you don't believe me, I still have the identification instructions of their two masters here."
Hearing this, Gu Feng suddenly felt uneasy, and even the faces of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu changed color.
Compared with them, Zhang Huaiyuan and Liu Xinshan are more famous, even in the whole country, they are also the top appraisers.
Especially Liu Xinshan, who once served as a researcher at the Palace Museum, has a wealth of cultural relic knowledge.
If both of them agree that this work is authentic, then I am afraid this work is genuine.
Hearing Mr. Zhao's words, suspicion flashed across Lin Cheng's face.
Zhang Huaiyuan and Liu Xinshan, the two appraiser masters, are seniors in the antique circle. Even Lin Cheng, who had not acquired appraisal skills, had heard of their names.
Can they identify this flawed "Fanzhi Poetry" as authentic?
How can this be?
With their eyesight, I'm afraid they can see that this thing is fake at a glance.
"Even if you are a master appraiser, I am afraid that sometimes you will miss it. I still want to listen to this little brother's opinion."
Suddenly, Gu Feng said.
Elder Jiang and Elder Hu also nodded, agreeing to what Hu Feng said.
From Lin Cheng's explanation just now, they felt that Lin Cheng's understanding of cultural relics was far beyond their comparability.
They also wanted to hear what else Lin Cheng could say.
As for the appraisal certificates of Zhang Huaiyuan and Liu Xinshan, there are so many fake things these days, who knows whether what Mr. Zhao said is true or not.
Hearing this, Lin Cheng said with a smile: "Since the old boss trusts me so much, then I'll talk about it. Mr. Zhao, you can listen to it too, and it's as if you understand the authenticity of your "Fanzhi Poetry". "
Mr. Zhao just snorted coldly and did not speak.
However, if you observe carefully, you will see that a fine layer of sweat has oozed from his forehead.
Lin Cheng pointed to this pair of "Fanzhi Poems" and said: "As we all know, a calligraphy and painting work with an orderly inheritance will inevitably experience several or even dozens of masters, and the same is true for this pair of "Fanzhi Poems". It can be seen from the seal on this pair of works. But there is a seal in it, which is very interesting."
"What seal?" Gu Feng asked curiously.
"That's it!" Lin Cheng said, pointing at the calligraphy.
"Old man worshiping scriptures, Wu Rongguang?" After reading the seal, Gu Feng said in surprise.
Lin Cheng nodded and said, "That's right, it's Wu Rongguang. As a collector and master of gold and stone in the Qing Dynasty, Wu Rongguang has collected countless in his life. There are more than a dozen seals alone, including the seals of the old man who worshiped scriptures." It is one of them. But the person who made this counterfeit obviously didn't know this seal. For some reason, this seal was missing a little bit, so after pressing it, the word "old" will be a little weak, Although it is not obvious, it can still be seen through careful observation. You are looking at the seal of the old man who worshiped the scriptures on this pair of "Fanzhi Poems". The strokes of the old characters are so full. .¡±
Hearing this, Gu Feng quickly searched for information, but what he said was the same as what Lin Cheng said.
At this time, the way they looked at Lin Cheng had changed significantly.
Don't look at Lin Cheng looking young, but judging from his performance just now, he is definitely a well-hidden expert!
Although the circle of antiques pays attention to seniority, sometimes, in front of a real master, the gap between age and seniority can be completely erased, and the seniors ask the juniors for advice.?? abounds.
Seeing Lin Cheng talking eloquently in front of him, Gu Feng was completely overwhelmed by his calm demeanor.
As for Mr. Zhao, his complexion became extremely ugly.
He really couldn't believe that Lin Cheng, a food delivery man, had such a profound knowledge of cultural relics appraisal.
"How is it, Mr. Zhao, are you satisfied with my explanation?"
Lin Cheng said with a smile.
"Hmph, anyway, this pair of "Fanzhi Poems" is already wet, so you can say whatever you want. Any strokes that are imaginary have been damp, so naturally anything can happen." Mr. Zhao still forcibly Sophistry said.
Lin Cheng glanced at Mr. Zhao, and continued: "I guessed that you would say this a long time ago, okay, let me tell you one more obvious flaw."
What?
Still have flaws?
Hearing Lin Cheng's words, everyone showed shocked expressions on their faces.
Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu looked at each other, and both of them blushed, full of shame.
Jiang Lao smiled wryly and said, "It's really scary for young people!"
Not long ago, they swore that this "Fanzhi Poetry" was authentic, but who would have thought that there would be so many loopholes in it?
However, although their face was damaged, they looked at Lin Cheng not only without resentment, but full of excitement and respect.
It is their luck to meet such an expert!
In the future, if they can communicate more with this expert, their identification level will also improve.
As for Lin Cheng's age, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu can only say hehe.
In the antique circle, are there still few talented people?
After listening to Lin Cheng, Mr. Zhao was full of complaints about the two Japanese, and he even looked for high-simulation calligraphy made by master counterfeiters. Even the top appraisers couldn't identify it. It was all shit. !
Of course, what he hates the most is Lin Cheng, a guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. He is obviously a master of appraisal, but he insists on being a delivery guy. Is it interesting to do so?
If Lin Cheng knew Mr. Zhao's thoughts, he would definitely smile and say that it was interesting. As the saying goes, it's fun to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger for a while, and it's always fun to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao looked at Lin Cheng as if he was looking at his father-killing enemy again.
If Lin Cheng didn't show up, the two Japanese would get a precious painting and calligraphy, and he would get a generous commission, and everything was happy.
But because of Lin Cheng's appearance, the generous reward that was immediately available at his fingertips instantly turned into a bubble. At this moment, he really even wanted to kill someone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com