Time flew by, and soon, it was the agreed date to hand in the painting.
Uncle Li was afraid that Gu Yiran would run away with the money these few days, so he had people keep an eye on the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
After a few days, she realized that this guy had no intention of going out at all. He stayed in the house all day and occasionally showed his face to get takeout.
This made Uncle Li believe that he was planning to use his father's inheritance to pay off the debt.
Early in the morning, Uncle Li brought the appraiser of the auction house to wait at the entrance of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
This appraiser was very young. He was dressed in a well-ironed suit and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked very refined.
"Appraiser Wang, I'll be counting on you later.”Uncle Li said respectfully.
He knew that the young man in front of him might not be a respectable appraiser, but he was very accomplished in appraising Tang Bohu's famous paintings.
Basically, all the people who imitated Tang Bohu's drawing skills could not escape his sharp eyes. So far, there had been no mistakes.
"Uncle Li, don't say that. We're all working for the auction house.”The young man pushed up his glasses and said," I also want to see the famous painting that Tang Bohu has kept for many years.”
"Alright, after I take it back, I'll apply to the higher-ups and leave it with you for a few days.”Uncle Li said very politely.
"Thank you very much." The young man nodded slightly.
As the two of them knocked on the door, Gu Yiran yawned and opened the roller shutter. There was still foam on the corner of her mouth that had not been washed.
"Yiran, we're here. Give me the painting.”Uncle Li kept glancing at the painting in the middle of the shop.
"Alright, I'll get it for you after I brush my teeth and wash my face.”Gu Yiran's calmness was a little ridiculous.
Looking at his expression, Uncle Li muttered in his heart.
Could it be that Yiran was an unfilial son? Otherwise, he wouldn't have any guilt on his face when he took out his father's favorite thing to exchange for money. He even looked as if it was a matter of course.
Gu Yiran was washing up at a leisurely pace.
Uncle Li also brought the young man to the famous painting protected by a glass cover in the middle of the shop and carefully admired it.
"Not bad." The young man glanced at it and praised.
The truly good stuff, when standing in front of it, you could feel a sense of tranquility.
It was the accumulation of years of silence after hundreds or even thousands of years. Just based on this feeling, even if the thing in front of him was fake, it was still not bad.
There were actually many ways to forge.
Simply put, there were new fakes and many fakes that were made in the past.
For example, during the period when the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China were just established, many people made fake porcelain, paintings, and so on.
Those things looked very fake at the time.
Now that hundreds of years had passed, even if the fake was identified, it would become an antique.
Many people in the industry had been deceived by such fakes.
"Can you remove the glass cover?" The young man wanted to take a look.
"No problem. I'll go get the key from him.”Uncle Li hurriedly ran to the backyard.
Just then, Gu Yiran came out after washing up.
"Yiran, quickly give me the key." Uncle Li couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to bring the painting back to report to the emperor as soon as possible.
After all, 200,000 yuan was not something that could make the boss feel at ease.
Gu Yiran held the basin and said calmly,"Who told you that I wanted to sell that painting?”
"I have another authentic painting of Tang Bohu!”
Hearing this, Uncle Li was so angry that he laughed.
He thought to himself, Do you think your uncle is a fool? After suffering once, can you be a fool a second time?
This time, they had specially invited an expert who studied Tang Bohu!
"Yiran, don't make your uncle angry. I've been watching all your movements these few days. You only go out to get takeout at most.”
Uncle Li said slowly.
"The painting was delivered by the delivery man.”Gu Yiran said seriously.
Uncle Li was almost amused.
An authentic painting by Tang Bohu would be worth at least seven figures outside. The highest price, the painting of Mount Lu and Waterfall, was sold at a sky-high price of 590 million dollars!
If Gu Yiran had an authentic piece of artwork, would he be willing to let a delivery man deliver it?
"Believe it or not, I'll get the paintings for you later.”Gu Yiran poured the water in the basin at the door and walked into the house.
After a few days of emergency treatment, the ink on the fake painting had dried up.
He watched as Gu Yiran's figure disappeared into the room.
With a sneer on his face, Uncle Li walked over and whispered to the young man,""Is this painting real or fake?”
"It should be true." The young man nodded and said," Although I can't use it personally, it looks like Tang Bohu himself did it.”
The young man was very confident in his eyesight.
There were many ways to identify a fake painting, from the signature of the ink pad to the thickness of the paper.
Generally speaking, famous appraisers in the industry were in their thirties or forties.
They had accumulated a wealth of experience, which was why they had such a keen eye.
The young man was not that capable. He had always relied on his intuition to appraise Tang Bohu's authentic work.
He had a special sense of smell and had a strange feeling about Tang Bohu's authentic work.
As long as it was drawn by Tang Bohu himself, he could identify it.
Through the glass cover, the details of the painting could not be seen clearly, but it was definitely done by Tang Bohu himself.
"That's good." Uncle Li also came without worry.
As long as this painting was authentic and could be used to report, there would be no problem.
He wanted to see what Gu Yiran was up to.
He would not fall twice in the same place!
Soon, Gu Yiran walked out of the room with a painting in her hand.
The paper turned yellow, and a sense of age appeared on it.
"Yiran, it's not easy for you to receive another fake painting from Tang Bohu.”Uncle Li smiled and said," I can talk about other aspects of cooperation another day.”
Many of the items in the auction house were not genuine.
In order to ensure sufficient supply, many auction houses would deliberately look for fakes with a high degree of imitation.
"Don't talk!" The young man interrupted Uncle Li's words, his gaze fixed on the slowly unfolding scroll.
Gu Yiran had already placed the scroll in front of the two of them.
On the yellowed paper was the outline of two ladies from the Tang Dynasty who were covering their mouths and laughing. The screen next to them was painted with mountains and rivers, and the surrounding details were also very full.
The strokes entered the young man's eyes and gave him an abnormally familiar feeling.
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