After listening to my words, the coal generation was very moved and asked me several questions in succession.
I replied one by one, nodding my head and promising Generation Coal: "Tomorrow, we will definitely see the news."
"The front page of the domestic cultural relics newspaper!"
"The two front pages on Hong Kong Island don't have to run away."
"Just go to the treasure appraisal column."
After hearing my promise, the first generation of coal showed the same expression as the third generation of coal. He immediately took the props and rushed to the south corner of the hall with his secretary and driver.
"You're crazy! Let me be yours..."
When I had the opportunity to be alone, I called the Mongolian girl to my side and spoke to her.
The Mongolian girl was so frightened that she screamed and quickly covered her mouth, her face full of horror and her eyes showing fear: "This is a leak. If you are caught, after doing Jingjing, do Beibei, and after doing Nini, then step on Sewing machine..."
"Three sewing machines were crushed under my feet, and I might not even be able to get out."
My eyelids drooped and I spoke softly: "Do you want to hear what happens if I lose?"
The Mongolian girl who always valued love and justice shook her head crazily, covered her ears with a solemn look on her face.
But I pretended not to notice and said to myself: "Mrs. Bai of Kyushu covets my beauty and wants me to have a baby with her."
"Nanzhu Huang Shengyang wants my Flying Star Ruler."
"Gold wants to dig out my eyes."
"Dongfangyuan wants to cut out my tongue."
"Tu Laoba wants to chop off my hands and feet."
"Xu Zheng wants my life."
"Ning Cheng is going to cramp and skin me!"
"The old scoundrel wants to crush me to ashes."
The Mongolian girl immediately covered my mouth: "Okay. Stop talking. I know what happened to you. They were such a bully, I wrote it all down."
The next second, the Mongolian girl stared at me quietly and said leisurely: "Brother, if you die, I will definitely bury you on the highest hill in Fangzhou Garden."
"I will personally hold your ashes and bury them."
I opened the big Mongolian girl's hand and was about to speak. The Mongolian girl covered my mouth with both hands again: "Brother, I beg you, don't beg me."
"I can't afford to offend any of those people you mentioned."
Once again, he moved the big Mongolian girl's hand aside: "Listen to me..."
The Mongolian girl suddenly stepped forward to kill me. She held my neck with one hand and covered my mouth with the other. She sobbed sadly: "Brother, can I be a widow for you? Please, don't force me anymore. We will go and get the certificate later." Okay? I'll stay a widow for the rest of your life."
"No, let's get married tonight, and I'll leave a seed for you. When our son grows up, I'll avenge you!"
Cough cough cough…
Behind me came the out-of-breath coughing sound of the coal generation.
The Mongolian girl turned around quickly, her neck was red and her face was red. She was so embarrassed that she dug out three rooms and one living room on the ground, glared at me fiercely, turned around and ran away.
The driver-secretary of the coal-generation generation had a sullen face and wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. She was extremely uncomfortable.
However, the coal generation was very calm and waved his hand to let the driver and secretary leave to save me.
"Assistant Tong, the matter is settled."
I nodded silently: "What did they say?"
"Fake."
I nodded lightly, took back the painting tube, and pulled out the black painting I bought for one million yuan: "Then wait for the dog to come to the door."
After the arrangements were made, I raised the black painting in my hand and said to Generation Coal: "First I'll do a trick for you."
After saying that, I held the black painted sky pole and earth axis with both hands and slowly pulled it apart and laid it flat on the table mat.
I have been studying this black painting for a long time, and I am already familiar with the various characteristics of its paper thickness, imperfections, and features.
The coal generation next to me didn't know that this painting was the nave painting I selected for him, so he kept watching in a quiet and fascinated state.
"Here comes the water. Assistant Tong."
The driver carefully brought a newly purchased water bottle to me.
The command secretary placed the newly purchased stainless steel basin on the table, uncorked the water bottle and poured half of the basin of boiling water into it.
He took the bottle of mineral water and poured two bottles in succession.
Put your hand into the basin and stir for several times, then add boiling water.
After adjusting the temperature, in front of everyone, I used a disposable cup to scoop up warm water and poured it directly on the black painting.
Immediately, the coal generation’s eyes widened.
His driver-secretary looked at me in surprise.
Many folk Tibetan friends waiting for the audition were also attracted by my weird behavior, and they all turned their heads and paid close attention.
"Huh."
"Wash the painting!"
"Someone has washed the painting."
Two folk Tibetan friends recognized my technique and walked over quickly.
Gradually, the number of onlookers slowly increased around me.
I was unmoved at all, and I used both hands on my left and right hands to pour water on the black painting from two water glasses one after another.
In fact, I could throw the entire black painting into a steel basin to wash it faster.
However, doing so does not achieve my goal.
Stew dog meat in oil lamp, take your time.
What's more, now I don't even see the hair of the dog, let alone kill the dog.
Wash the painting.
There are two meanings in the industry.
one. It's copying and making things old.
After descendants copy the famous paintings of their predecessors, they use washing to make the copies reach the level of genuine works, which is a means of making them look old and fake.
two. It's a real cleanse.
A famous ancient painting has been handed down from thousands of years ago to the present. No matter how it is collected and preserved, it will become moldy, dirty, or bitten by insects and rats over a long period of time.
Even if it has escaped natural disasters, man-made disasters and wars, and no matter how well-preserved it is, it cannot withstand the natural aging that has been mercilessly tempered by time.
Paintings are like people. Even if this person hasn't had a cold or had his throat stabbed for decades, he will still grow old.
Natural aging will cause cracks, damage, insect infestation, and various pathological changes in ancient paintings. And washing the painting is the most important repair.
Washing my paintings couldn't be easier!
Because the paper material of this painting is unique in the world, there is no need for any repairs at all. Just wash off the dirt, black spots and oil on the surface and everything will be fine.
I haven't developed my paintings for a long, long time, and my movements were quite irregular. In the eyes of others, I was just a newbie at the Collectors World event.
Restoration is not my strong point, and I don’t care what other people think of me.
He continued to water the water on his own, his movements were clumsy and stiff, causing many people to point fingers and talk.
