After a long silence, the treasure friends started spraying first.
“The anchor is playing a rebellious character, and after a long time of praising him, it’s not right?”
"You did it on purpose, right? The boss's waist flashed!"
The boss was really confused. He didn't know what He Ren was doing. "Little friend, what do you mean?"
He Ren had returned to normal at this time and smiled slightly, "Boss, the thing does look a bit different at first glance, but if you look closely, it looks a bit evil."
The boss frowned. What He Ren meant was that these four fans looked real at first glance, but upon closer inspection they turned out to be fakes.
The boss picked up Liu Yong's fan and observed it carefully. If the thing was really evil, then Liu Yong's fan should be the easiest to spot the problem.
As He Ren said, Liu Yong's calligraphy is thick and thick with thick ink and strong bones. If ordinary people want to copy, they can imitate Liu Yong's form, but it is difficult to imitate Liu Yong's spirit.
Just like martial arts people who only know hard kung fu but no internal strength, no matter how powerful their moves are, they can't defeat a martial arts master with deep internal strength.
But the boss looked at it for a long time and couldn't see anything wrong with Liu Yong's fan. The calligraphy was restrained and like Tai Chi, and it was indeed written by Liu Yong.
"Little friend, what do you think is wrong?"
He Ren really didn't see anything wrong. It could be seen that the copyist had learned the essence of Liu Yong and was at least eight points like him. However, he suddenly remembered the task just issued by the system and opened his eyes. He didn't want to make any mistakes.
Name: Copying Liu Yong’s Running Script Fan Page
Years: eight months
Even without the word "copying", eight months is enough time to detect forgeries, so He Rencai changed his story temporarily.
However, when the boss asked, He Ren was really embarrassed. He knew it was fake, but he couldn't see where it was fake yet.
The handwriting is almost the same as that of Liu Yong, and the fan cover is also old paper. It looks like it has a history of more than 200 years. There are really no flaws...
Wait a minute.
He Ren's eyes lit up, and the ink mark was wrong.
right! It's just ink.
Fortunately, He Ren had just communicated with Lao Mo, otherwise it would be really difficult to see.
With a slight smile, He Ren said, "Mo."
The middle-aged man sitting on the side with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes. Although he hid it well, He Ren still saw the man's surprised expression and felt more confident.
"Mo?" The boss frowned again, suddenly brought the fan to his nose, smelled it carefully, and then saluted He Ren with clasped fists, "Thanks to my little friend, I almost made a fool of myself."
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows, and two men immediately stepped out from one side, vaguely surrounding the man selling the letters.
There were also doubts in the live broadcast room at this time. They didn't understand yet, what happened to Mo?
He Ren smiled and explained, "Remember the ancient ink we looked at just now? There was musk in it."
"Because ink will add coal and glue as auxiliary materials, it will inevitably have a peculiar smell, so the ancients would add musk-like spices when making ink. Some new inks do not add it, so the new ink smells strange. "
The big man was obviously confused, but he still had to be tough, "Who told you that only new ink has a strange smell? Was there no ink without fragrance in the Qing Dynasty?"
"Yes, there must be." He Ren asked with a smile, "However, not to mention that Liu Yong himself loves ink very much. Although he is an honest official, he is a high-ranking official and must have a lot of salary. He will use low-quality Will Mo Lai write on the fan?"
"Uh..." The big man was speechless for a moment, "What if Liu Yong was also deceived?"
"I just think that Liu Yong was deceived." He Ren did not argue, but pointed to a few words and said, "Look here, the brush tip is not smooth when bending the hook. This is sticky brush, and the reason is that the ink There is too much glue. Why do people choose ancient ink for contemporary calligraphy? Not just to show off, but because the glue of ancient ink evaporates with the passage of time, the ink color becomes more mellow and the writing becomes smoother."
Now the big man has nothing to say, but He Ren is not ready to let him go yet. Damn it, He Ren almost got a slap in the eye...
"Another point."
"besides?"
"Yes." He Ren leaned back tactically, "The ink is still fresh."
"Clam?"
The live broadcast room has started again.
""Tang Bohu Lights the Fragrance of Autumn"?"
"It's a southerly day, is it too humid?"
"Stop talking nonsense, there is a Nanfengtian in Beijing..."
"It's not due to the return of moisture." He Ren laughed loudly and pointed to the place where the signature was signed. "Look at this, it must have been accidentally scratched after writing. The ink is a little light."
Liu Fei immediately zoomed in on the camera, and the boss also moved his head over. The ink color where He Ren pointed was indeed a bit light, but the boss didn't understand. "Little friend, what does this mean?"
"If the fan is really written by Liu Yong, it is a work made more than 200 years ago. The ink has already soaked into the paper. Even if the ink is scratched off, there will be no trace at all."
"So I can conclude that this fan must have been copied by later generations, and it should not be more than a year old."
Now everyone was convinced. They didn't expect He Ren to be able to see three flaws in such a short period of time. His eyesight was absolutely unparalleled.
In fact, it is not that mysterious. He Ren deduced it after knowing the answer, and naturally found the flaw easily. If He Ren didn't know that the fan was fake, he wouldn't be sure.
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man could no longer deny it, but he was also very single. He spread his hands and said, "I wrote the words myself. Now that you have seen it, I won't say anything. I will kill or chop him into pieces." As you wish."
Once this person becomes a bachelor, it will be difficult to deal with him. Now in a society governed by law, what can the boss sue? Scam?
The problem is that the two of them didn't close the deal, so it was considered an attempt at most, right?
Moreover, the middle-aged man never said that the fan was authentic, but the boss himself thought it was authentic. This was really not easy to handle.
But after all, the boss has been in this business for many years and has his own way of dealing with it. He stood up with a serious look on his face and said, "I am open to do business. Fighting and killing is not suitable for me. You can leave."
The big man was startled, "You really let me go?"
"Otherwise, why would I keep you for dinner?" the boss yelled angrily, "But don't think about continuing to lie to others. At least in Beijing, you are already famous, and all the stores in the restaurant will not do your business. "
The big man's face changed drastically, but he soon returned to normal. China is so big that Beijing can't survive. You can go to Shanghai. As long as everything is fine.
Thinking of this, the big man stood up, hugged his fists towards the boss and He Ren, turned around and strode out without even taking the four fans.
He Ren was dumbfounded. Could this be the legendary banning order? It's quite domineering. The way the boss put his hands behind his back to show off just now was so handsome...
The boss picked up his cell phone and sent the photo of the big man he just took along with the four fan photos to a WeChat group, then clicked on the voice message and said, "I just met a liar...be careful."
Everyone in He Ren is dumbfounded. What kind of bullshit ban order is just a WeChat group...
