Everyone sat down around the tea table, and two tea masters with iconic looks performed the tea ceremony live.
"Old Geng, which expert did you look for for the ancient painting you bought last time? In case he misjudged it, Mr. Li is also here, so let him take a look." Niu Sanpang gestured to him.
Li Mo said with a smile: "Believe me, just take it and take a look."
"Then Mr. Li, wait a moment, I'll go to the office to get it right now."
Liu Geng walked out of the private room, and Li Mo looked around while drinking tea. In addition to the porcelain on the ancient shelves, there are also more than ten paintings and calligraphy hanging on the surrounding walls, including figure paintings, flower and bird paintings, calligraphy, etc. Judging from the color, they were all a bit old, but being old didn't mean they were valuable. However, when his eyes fell on a picture of a baby playing, he stepped forward to inspect it with a teacup in hand.
"Master Li, how do you like this painting?" Niu Sanpang also came to him with a teacup and pretended to look at it, but his eyesight was not flattering. After looking at it for more than ten seconds, he said, "I still don't like this job. talent."
"As long as you know how to do business." Li Mo said with a smile, "There is no identification seal on this painting, but judging from the ink brushwork, it is a folk work from the late Qing Dynasty. I don't know how much money Lao Geng spent on it. of?"
"Just for decoration, I bought it on an old street. It cost me about five or six hundred yuan at the time. I just thought it was old, so I brought it back." Liu Geng was holding a long box in his hand, which must have been the one he bought. Bought it at a private sale.
"Go to the dining table." Before leaving, Li Mo took a special look at the strange pupil in order to verify that he had seen it right. The old painting indeed showed a light gray halo. But before he could take his eyes back, his eyes suddenly looked through, and then he saw another gray halo shooting out, forming circles of light spreading in all directions.
There are actually paintings within the paintings. Judging from the halo color, the old folk paintings outside are from the late Qing Dynasty, while the paintings hidden inside are from the mid-Qing Dynasty, and are of considerable artistic achievement value.
"Master Li, please come this way."
When the other young masters saw that Liu Geng had brought the painting, they put down their teacups and gathered around the dining table. They only have legends about Li Mo and have never seen him appraise treasures with their own eyes, so the opportunity is rare.
Liu Geng took out a painting from the long box and slowly unfolded it. It was a picture of flowers and birds. From the composition point of view, it is still very layered, the use of ink is simple, and the lines are concise.
Li Mo looked down and saw that the signature seal actually read the words 'Ji Xiaolan'.
"Old Geng, you didn't buy it because of the word 'Ji Xiaolan', right?"
Lao Geng smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a matter of luck. In fact, I know nothing about it."
Well, you can do whatever you want if you have money.
Li Mo shook his head slightly and said: "The seal carved by modern people, as for this painting of flowers and birds, a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts can easily draw it to this level."
"Hey, you said the same as the expert said. How did you see it? I stared for a long time and couldn't find any flaws."
"You can see the flaws at a glance, which shows that your appreciation ability is quite advanced." Niu Sanpang patted him on the shoulder, "Old Geng, you should just run your club honestly and have a business related to antiques. Just don’t get involved.”
Liu Gengjuan was good at painting, and said with a bitter look on his face: "I just want to pick it up once and fulfill my wish."
He was about to get rid of the fake painting, but just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Li Mo. He pointed at the picture of a baby playing in the late Qing Dynasty and said, "Old Geng, can you take that painting down?"
"What's so good about that painting? I bought it for more than 600 yuan, mainly to cover the big white wall." After Liu Geng finished speaking, he looked at the old painting suspiciously, "Master Li, what's wrong with that painting?"
"It's not clear yet. I just took a few glances with San Pang, and I need to think about it more carefully." Li Mo didn't finish his sentence, but just said that he was a little suspicious and needed further identification.
Liu Geng immediately ran over, moved a stool and took down the painting.
"Master Li, take a closer look."
Li Mo laid the old painting flat on the table and looked at it for two minutes under the light. Then he stretched out his right hand and wiped it on his clothes a few times. Then his fingers floated on the surface of the painting and moved slowly.
"Brothers, please look carefully, Mr. Li is going to use his unique skill of appraising calligraphy and painting, 'Heavenly Hand'." The third fat man said exaggeratedly, and he watched with wide eyes.
Li Mo was just pretending. He selected five places and touched them carefully, and then said: "Old Geng, let someone send you a bowl of warm water, a clean brush and a blade."
"Just a moment."
The three things were delivered quickly. Li Mo dipped a brush in warm water and slowly soaked it along the edge of the painting, and then used a razor blade to lightly cut a few times in the middle of the painting paper.
One layer of paper is divided into two.
The young men were all excited. It looked like there was something going on. Maybe there was some treasure hidden inside.
Li Mo cut a circle along the edge of the painting, and finally lifted it gently, lifting the painting on the surface to reveal what was hidden underneath.
There are words in the painting.
"Li Mo, there is indeed a calligraphy here, but why is the font so strange? It doesn't look like cursive script, regular script, or running script."
Niu Sanpang was immediately confused, and finally shut up obediently and waited for Li Mo to explain.
Li Mo looked at the last seal, which was the word "Deng Shiru", and then he felt confident.
"This is a work by Deng Shiru, a great calligrapher in the mid-Qing Dynasty."
Everyone had never heard of Deng Shiru, so they were all waiting for Li Mo's next words.
"Deng Shiru's original name was Deng Yan, but the word 'Yan' was the same as that of Emperor Jiaqing. To avoid taboos, he changed his name to Deng Shiru. This man was a great calligrapher in the mid-Qing Dynasty. In the past, calligraphers wrote all kinds of calligraphy, which is " "Chunhua Getie" was written in running script or cursive script. When epigraphy developed in the Qing Dynasty, Deng Shiru started directly from the ancient tablets of the Qin Dynasty and Han Dynasty to learn seal script and official script."
"So he is the pioneer of a new calligraphy school. This calligraphy school is called the 'Stele School of Calligraphy'. This person has a high status in the history of calligraphy. This calligraphy is good. Old Geng, please go back and find a framing master to re- Get it, the market price is estimated to be around 700,000 to 800,000 yuan."
Liu Geng immediately beamed. There was actually a set of calligraphy hidden in the old painting he bought for a few hundred yuan. It was an authentic work by a pioneer of the School of Steleology and Calligraphy. Although it was only worth seven or eight hundred thousand yuan, it was still a small leak. , make up for some of the previous losses.
"Old Geng, if you plan to print this calligraphy, I will help you deal with it and sell it for you at a good price." Niu Sanpang said with interest.
"Okay, go back and frame it and put it away where you are, and take action when you have the chance. Brothers, let's continue drinking tea and listening to the show."
It was an eye-opener for the young masters. It was indeed a unique skill of the "hands of heaven". They could tell there was something in the painting just by touching it. This ability amazes them. Making money is as easy as drinking water.
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