"Qingge, can you now get the proportions of this painting fluid accurately?"
Wu Chengjing's first step was naturally to prepare a special liquid for uncovering paintings. While observing the changes in the liquid, he asked softly.
"There is no problem with the ratio of painting liquid, but the painting unveiling technology needs to be improved."
Gu Shen, who was next to him, took over and heard him speak truthfully: "Like the rough first-layer painting of the five-element horse, there is nothing wrong with it for my junior sister, but if it's more difficult, I can't say for sure."
"Senior Brother Gu is right."
Mu Qingge was still very aware of her shortcomings, and she did not deliberately elevate herself in front of her master and senior brother, but nodded modestly.
"Then you should keep an eye on it. This kind of beautifully mounted picture-in-picture can be said to be rare but hard to come by. This is also a good opportunity for you to improve your skills."
Wu Chengjing obviously wanted to use this unveiling to demonstrate it to his two disciples.
As he said, demonstrations of unveiling technology in actual combat are not always available.
Especially this kind of ancient painting, which has become more and more time-honored, tests people's eyesight and skills.
This time Wu Chengjing had to show 100% of his ability. For the two disciples Gu Shen and Mu Qingge, it was indeed a rare opportunity to observe.
Taking advantage of the time to prepare the painting fluid, Wu Chengjing carefully observed the painting again and formulated a perfect plan.
About a few minutes later, when the proportions in the painting liquid had reached an excellent level, Wu Chengjing picked up a small brush from the side and began to brush carefully.
Applying liquid, waiting, and uncovering the painting is undoubtedly an extremely long process.
Next to them, Li Ji, Mu Qingge and Gu Shen are all lovers of this way.
They all watched with great interest, staring intently at Wu Chengjing's every move.
But the other person looked drowsy, and that was Qin Yang.
Qin Yang knew nothing about painting, and he had no idea about the process of unveiling paintings.
Some things require interest to support, but Qin Yang obviously didn't have much interest in this technology, so he simply walked aside, found a chair, and began to close his eyes and rest.
"This young man has a good heart!"
Wu Chengjing, who had already praised once before, couldn't help but praise Qin Yang again in his heart when he saw Qin Yang's indifferent state from the corner of his eye.
Even though he already knew that this young man named Qin was just a layman in the art of painting, he could still be so calm and relaxed in the process of presenting a painting that might be priceless.
Even if you don't understand painting, you should know how precious this painting within a painting is.
Don’t you want to know for the first time what the ancient paintings on the third floor are?
However, the young man named Qin walked aside and closed his eyes. Not only was he not curious about what the third layer of paintings was, he was also not worried about the process of unveiling the paintings by an outsider.
These things only flashed through Wu Chengjing's mind. The next moment, all his attention returned to the painting, and his movements became more and more careful.
"Huh? This third layer of drawing paper..."
When Wu Chengjing uncovered a certain place, his eyes couldn't help but condense, and he murmured: "I'm afraid it has a history of at least five or six hundred years!"
"It is indeed a priceless ancient painting!"
This was the first affirmation Wu Chengjing made before he saw the whole third layer of painting. After all, the age of the painting paper cannot be faked.
Moreover, Xu Gong was a master of painting in modern times. It is impossible for him not to know how precious ancient paintings are, and it is impossible for him to casually cover up an ancient painting with his own painstaking work.
This discovery undoubtedly lifted Wu Chengjing's morale instantly, and seemed to give him a powerful motivation, allowing him to display his best abilities.
Time passed by minute by second, and soon it was noon. Fortunately, the store was very cool, and people didn't feel the slightest bit of heat.
Although Qin Yang seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, his mental power was always on the painting, which was clearer than when he opened his eyes wide.
"It's done!"
When a certain moment came, when Wu Chengjing cut the last connection in the corner of the painting with his last knife, Mu Qingge suddenly shouted.
This cry not only made Qin Yang open his eyes for the first time, but also made some customers still in the shop turn their attention here.
At this moment, the knife in Wu Chengjing's hand had perfectly peeled off the layer of Liuhe Galloping Horses.
And he carefully placed it on the desk aside and pressed it down with a paperweight.
After all, this is a famous painting worth one to two million, and it is Wu Chengjing's favorite. When the time comes, it will be framed, and the masterpiece will naturally reappear in the world.
But at this moment, everyone's eyes were not on the painting of galloping horses in Liuhe. Qin Yang also stood up and walked quickly to the table to observe the ancient painting that had reappeared in the world.
The paper of the ancient painting looked a little old, but when Qin Yang looked at the ancient painting for the first time, he felt a domineering aura rushing towards him, making him unable to help but immerse himself in it.
However, Qin Yang only sensed the momentum. He knew nothing about painting. If he really wanted to explain it, he would probably make people laugh.
"Master, could it be... is this?"
In this quiet atmosphere, Gu Shen finally took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice, but did not tell the real name of the ancient painting.
"Eh? Is this the 'Tiger Roaring Forest' of the Ming Dynasty layman Liu Ru?"
When Wu Chengjing was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from outside the teahouse.
Immediately afterwards, a figure strode to the desk, even pushing Wu Chengjing a step away.
This teahouse is just a small place separated from the store lobby. It is not a separate tearoom with a door and a door, only a screen partition.
Apparently it was Mu Qingge's loud shout just now that attracted the few guests outside.
And this guest who came over obviously saw the brand new ancient painting that was unveiled on the table.
It was just that the distance was a bit far away. He just took a look from a distance and was not very sure. However, at this time, he approached without much scruples and began to observe.
To be honest, such behavior is actually very rude.
Because this painting firstly belongs to Qin Yang, and secondly it was uncovered by Wu Chengjing. Isn’t it inappropriate for you, an outsider, to do this?
But the man didn't seem to realize this at all. Such an action made Wu Chengjing frown, but he didn't say anything more at this time.
Fortunately, the man just lowered his head and watched carefully, and did not take advantage of it, otherwise Wu Chengjing would not be so easy to talk to.
(End of chapter)
