Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 770 Imitation?

Panjiayuan, Zhenpin Pavilion Private Auction.

"What is this stone bump? It looks quite beautiful." Huangfu Yun asked, looking at the oval stone in Zhuang Rui's hand.

"Inkstone." Zhuang Rui said.

"Inkstone? Is it the kind of thing that grinds ink to write and draw in TV dramas?" Huangfu Yun asked.

"Yes." Zhuang Rui nodded, and said: "According to what is written in the book, the famous inkstone should be that the stone is firm and moist, stroked like muscle, sharpened when sharpened, astringent water leaves the pen, smooth and does not reject ink, ink is small and easy to dry, Clean and clean, this piece feels delicate and moist, I don't know if it is the Four Great Famous Inkstones."

This inkstone is in the shape of an ellipse, one end is larger and the other end is smaller. On the smaller end, a half-moon-shaped, slightly sunken pit is dug to store ink. There are naturally formed stone patterns on the inkstone. Just like Kuixing, no matter the figure, folds of clothes, or even the demeanor, they are all detailed, lifelike and lifelike.

Huang Chong shook his head and said: "This inkstone is not as good as the four famous inkstones. Although it is delicate to the touch, but if you feel it carefully, you will find that there will be a little grinding. The inkstone is smooth and the surface is fine. It’s not a famous inkstone.”

"Then how much is it worth?" Huangfu Yun asked, for him, the biggest measure of an antique is the price.

"The stone quality, texture, and shape of the inkstone are very delicate, and you can see the pattern on it, which is formed spontaneously by the texture of the stone. It is Kuixing, the god in charge of official luck in China. Just for this alone, more than 30 is absolutely no problem. Yes." Huang Chong said.

"30!" Huangfu Yun covered his mouth in surprise. Although he only saw 100 million not long ago, 30 is still a large sum to him.

"Because it is the god who is in charge of official affairs, if you meet someone in need, then it will be more than this number, and it is normal to double it." Huang Chong said with a smile.

"Ah."

Both of them nodded. Although they couldn't understand the inkstone, as Chinese, they were very clear about some customs and habits.

"Let's go and look at other things."

"it is good."

There are a total of nine items in this auction, including a jade article, a painting, an inkstone and a wood carving, and the remaining five are ceramics, some good and some bad.

"Oh, this is Tang Bohu's painting of Li Duanduan. It's a pity that although the painting is good, it doesn't have a seal, so there is something wrong with it at first glance." Standing in front of the painting, Zhuang Rui said, because it is not a formal large-scale auction, so you can refer to it in advance , and even get started, as long as it is not damaged, there are not many restrictions.

"Without a seal, does that mean it's a fake?" Huangfuyun said: "I remember that in Master Xing's movie "Tang Bohu Spots the Autumn Fragrance", didn't a group of people rob Tang Bohu's paintings? Those should also be signed without a seal. Something like that, could it be that this one was also thrown away by Tang Bohu as trash?"

"It's possible, but the possibility is too low, it's just a movie after all." Zhuang Rui said.

"That's right, and this painting has an obvious flaw." Huang Chong said.

"What?" The two looked at Huang Chong.

"In the appraisal of calligraphy and painting, the brushwork is the most important thing, and it is also what most people care about, but other auxiliary evidence cannot be left behind, such as the inscriptions and postscripts you just mentioned, seals, etc., in addition to the texture of paper and silk, size and decoration, bibliography, etc. Wait." Huang Chong said.

Zhuang Rui nodded if he realized something, and as for Huang Fuyun, he ignored him.

Huang Chong continued: "The biggest problem with this painting is the paper. This paper is made in the Qing Dynasty imitating the paper made by Chengxintang in the Five Dynasties and Southern Tang Dynasty."

"Any questions?"

"Tang Bohu is from the Ming Dynasty, and the paper is from the Qing Dynasty. Did Tang Bohu travel through time, or did the paper travel through time?" Huang Chongxiao asked.

"Um, that's right, then there's nothing to see." Huangfu Yun said.

"Brother, you have good eyesight." A man in a mink coat beside him praised him. His attire also looked like a wealthy boss. He said, "This painting, the artist is not good at it." Like Tang Bohu's."

"Well, it really doesn't look like it. If it's really Tang Yin's painting, then why put it here, just go to the auction. There haven't been Tang Bohu's paintings in the auction for many years." Zhuang Rui said.

"Appreciate other things together." The boss said.

"it is good."

"Why, is there any question?" Seeing Huang Chong still standing in front of the screen, Zhuang Rui pulled Huang Chong's sleeve and asked.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a bit strange." Huang Chong suddenly became a little uncertain again, because he noticed the way the frame was mounted, it looked a bit strange, he just made room for it, it's not good to go back, otherwise if he wraps it with mental power now Looking at this painting, perhaps we can see where the problem is.

After all, it is impossible for Huang Chong to use his mental power to scan no matter what he gets, wouldn't he be exhausted.

Speaking of spiritual power, it may be because of the effect of the jade eye fragment. Now Huang Chong's mental power still has a weak penetrating effect. The reason why Huang Chong was able to see through the color of Sanhe Liu the day before yesterday was not only because of his keen observation, but also because of his keen observation. The spiritual power penetrated the black impurities on the outermost layer.

Of course, the penetrating power is quite effective, at most the thickness of five or six sheets of paper. If you want to use it to gamble on stones like some stone-gambling novels, it may not be possible, but this is enough for Huang Chong. Huang Chong's betting on stones is based on strength.

At 08:30, the auction officially started.

"The painting of Li Duanduan by Tang Bohu, a famous painter of the Ming Dynasty." The auctioneer introduced: "The starting price is [-] yuan. Although this painting is not an authentic painting by Tang Bohu, it is also a copy of the Qing Dynasty. The painting is good. It is worth collecting and playing with."

"..."

Everyone kept silent, and everyone was not a fool. Just like Huangfuyun said, the money of the rich does not come from strong winds. It is basically impossible to buy authentic works of famous artists for [-] yuan, and there is not much room for appreciation. None are willing to make a move.

"I said, Boss Liu, it's very cold, so don't waste everyone's time. Since no one wants it, then put it away." Boss Ma said, that is, the man in mink who had chatted with Huang Chong and the others just now. Boss in fur coat.

"Don't think about it anymore, everyone? Although this painting is an imitation, the calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, and printing are all quite solid. You can play with it." The auctioneer continued, although he also knew that it was sold It's unlikely, but it wouldn't be good for his reputation if the auction fails.

"Boss Liu, I want [-], so don't waste everyone's time, hurry up and order one." Huang Chong said.

"Okay, Mr. Huang offered [-]. Is there any higher price?" asked the auctioneer.

"..."

(End of this chapter)