Chapter 101

"Boss, do you know that your painting is a fake?"

Hearing Zhao Pengcheng's words, the netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"Fake? Is this painting fake?"

"Mr. Zhao didn't say it was fake, he just said it was a fake!"

"Fake...imitation...doesn't that mean the same thing!"

"Uh... it seems to have a meaning!"

Hearing this, the boss's expression became a little unnatural, and he angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Pengcheng was very calm, "Master Shi Tao became a monk and traveled for half his life, enjoying the sight of famous mountains and rivers. Therefore, the landscapes he painted are unrestrained, bizarre and ancient but delicate and appropriate. This painting is very good imitation, even It has reached the point of confusing the real with the fake, even impeccable!"

While talking, Zhao Pengcheng looked at the landscape painting again, and was amazed at the level of the imitator of this painting.

This ink is sharp and sharp, dripping and clear, and the line method is smooth and dignified. If it is an ordinary professional pick-up, this treasure will probably make them eye-catching!

Zhao Pengcheng also said: "Master Shi Tao is novel and strange, vigorous and unrestrained. Flowers, birds, orchids and bamboos are also unconventional. At that time, it had a profound impact on the development of Chinese painting in the Qing Dynasty and even modern times. Many painters in later generations competed to imitate... "

"The painting in front of us should be from the period of the Republic of China..."

"As for why I could see it? In fact, based on the technique of this painting, I really couldn't see the clues, until I just looked at the paper used for this painting!"

As he said that, Zhao Pengcheng also felt a little embarrassed. The screening of calligraphy and painting mainly distinguishes pen and ink, and he hasn't seen anything wrong through pen and ink this time.

And Brother Chu also seemed to see something was wrong, I don't know how he saw it?

Zhao Pengcheng glanced at Chu Ang intentionally or unintentionally, but saw that the other party looked thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"..."

Zhao Pengcheng shook his head, his mind returned to the landscape painting again, and said: "Because this painting is made of rice paper!"

"As we all know, the best rice paper is made in AH Xuanzhou, that's why it's called rice paper!"

"Xuan paper is a unique handicraft in China. It has the characteristics of soft texture, smoothness like jade, no decay or decay, and ever-changing ink charm. It enjoys the reputation of "thousand-year birthday paper"."

"Xuan paper has good ink-moisturizing properties, is durable and resistant to aging, and is not easy to change color. When using it for inscriptions and paintings, the ink rhyme is clear, the layers are distinct, and the backbone is both strong..."

"The main raw material for making rice paper is green sandalwood bark, and the sandalwood tree needs to be peeled every other year!"

"Xuan paper in the Republic of China was made from a combination of high-stalk rice straw from Shatian and green sandalwood bark in a specific area. The paper made with traditional craftsmanship has a slightly reddish color, similar to the one in front of us..."

"Master Shi Tao was a painter in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. Naturally, it is impossible to use Xuan paper from the Republic of China...so I say he imitated it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Pengcheng looked at the stall owner again, thinking that the other party would be at a loss, but unexpectedly, his expression was calm and composed, as if he already knew that the painting was a fake.

"Mr. Zhao 6!"

"I just like this kind of atmosphere. Although I can't understand anything, I just think these people are stupid!"

"Most of the people in the antique shop are intellectuals. Actually, I don't envy these people when they get rich. Who told us not to learn well!"

"Tigers and leopards are hidden in the jungle, and unicorns are buried in the countryside. Zhao Pengcheng is also very good!"

"There is no simple one who can hang out in the antique shop!"

"Just now Zhao Pengcheng said that he would switch to other professions to pick up holes and drill holes. He should be Jiang Kuan and Zhang Tianshi. Their level is not very high in the first place!"

"Zhang Tianshi: Do I want to lose face?"

"Hahaha, Jiang Kuan was bullied by the anchor last time!"

"..."

At the same time, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and smiled calmly.

This painting is indeed a high imitation!
He had used this high imitation painting to teach the two people in front of him a lesson. If the other party punched his eyes, he would not only be able to vent his anger, but also make a fortune at the same time.

It's just that the boss didn't expect the other party to see through his scam!

The boss gave Zhao Pengcheng a thumbs up, "A master!"

"Hahaha, did you guys see it? The boss admitted that this painting is indeed a fake!"

"This antique incident. Zhao Pengcheng stole the show!"

"That's not bad. Watching the anchor shop for antiques every day, it's easy to get tired of aesthetics. It's good!"

"Yeah, I like that too!"

"boss…"

Chu Ang suddenly said, "How much is this painting?"

"..."

Zhao Pengcheng looked at Chu Ang in surprise.

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, what's going on? The anchor wants to sell this painting?"

"Hey hey... I smell something unusual?"

"Isn't this painting an imitation?"

"The boss has admitted it!"

"Seek 18 giants to solve the puzzle!"

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