Dong Fanghua saw that everyone was looking at him, but his face remained calm. Instead, he looked at Bai Yi Hang with a smile.
"This painting was first seen by this young friend, but it ended up in his hands. Young man, why did you buy this painting? I don't think you bought it just because this person wanted to buy it, right?”
Dong Fanghua looked at Bai Yihang, then turned around and asked.
"Elder Dong, are you testing the younger generation?”
"Hehe, it's not really a test. It's just that there are fewer and fewer young people who like this industry. Even if I'm interested, it's only because of its value, not because of the art itself. So, when I see the two of you, I really like you.”
Dong Fanghua chuckled and said to Bai Yihang.
"Elder Dong, you're too kind. Since you're asking, I'll tell you my opinion on this painting.”
Bai Yihang smiled as he looked at Dong Fanghua.
"I'm all ears."
Bai Yi Hang's gaze fell on the painting. He swept his gaze over it and then looked at Chu Jian.
"Chu Jian's eyes just described some of Shi Tao's painting style. Indeed, those are some of the characteristics of Shi Tao's paintings. And this painting has all these characteristics. Furthermore, whether it's the style or the strength of the brush, this painting is not much different from the original. However, I feel that it's not an authentic work of Shi Tao.”
"Oh, why do you think so?"
Dong Fanghua's eyes lit up as he asked Bai Yihang.
"First, the timing is wrong!”
Bai Yi Hang didn't hide anything and didn't bother to keep people in suspense.
"This painting has an obvious flaw. As long as one is an expert, they can basically confirm that this painting is most likely not an authentic work of Shi Tao.”
"Where is the loophole?"
Dong Fanghua's tone became a little hurried. Obviously, this old fellow was excited, as if he had discovered some unpolished jade.
"The loophole lies in the promotion and the year title. According to the year recorded on the painting, it was the 46th year of the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty, which was 1707 AD. At that time, Shi Tao was already a 66-year-old man. According to historical records, when Shi Tao was 65 years old in 1706, his physical strength was already severely exhausted. The number of people who painted and wrote inscriptions had obviously decreased. In 1708, when Shi Tao was 67 years old, his condition worsened and the leader of the painting world passed away.”
"Yes, that's true."
When Dong Fanghua heard this, he couldn't help but sigh even though it had been a hundred years.
"But what does this have to do with loopholes? Could it be that Shi Tao can't draw at the age of 67?”
Chu Jian frowned when he heard this. He looked at Bai Yi Hang and asked.
Hearing Chu Jian's question, Bai Yi Hang's face broke into a smile. In his heart, he thought that the other party was really a useless person. Dong Fanghua had already raised him up a few notches, yet he was still asking to be humiliated. He was really rushing him to death.
"Young man, it seems that you still haven't comprehended it. In this aspect, you need to learn a lot from this senior of yours.”
Dong Fanghua glanced at Chu Jian and chuckled. His tone was obviously more distant than before. Obviously, Dong Fanghua could tell. The reason why Chu Jian wanted to buy this painting was partly because he understood Shi Tao, but more because of luck. He wanted to take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.
On the other hand, Dong Fanghua's admiration for Bai Yi Hang was even greater. He felt that Bai Yi Hang was the one who truly understood.
"Okay, Elder Dong. I really don't understand. Then what's the problem?”
Chu Jian's only advantage was that he was very similar to Liu Bei. He was very shameless and had no sense of shame. No matter what the occasion was, he would not blush. Bai Yi Hang admired him for this. Just like now, he still looked like he was humbly asking for advice.
"Yihang, tell him where the problem lies.”
At this moment, Dong Fanghua was even more enthusiastic towards Bai Yi Hang. He actually directly addressed Bai Yi Hang by his name, and no longer addressed him as a young lad.
"Yes ~!"
Bai Yi Hang naturally didn't mind. He nodded and looked at Chu Jian.
"Of course it has something to do with the loophole. What do you see in this picture?”
"The Emei Mountain and River Painting!"
"Yes, as everyone knows, Mount Emei is located in the land of Sichuan. Since ancient times, there had been a saying that Shu Road was difficult, but it was difficult to climb the sky. Even though the traffic was so developed now, the traffic in Sichuan was still very difficult. In ancient times, it was almost impossible to enter Sichuan. When Shi Tao painted, he emphasized on nature. He would never imagine anything when he painted, unless he really went to Mount Emei. This painting was painted in 1707 when he was 66 years old. As I said just now, something happened to his body when he was 65 years old. How could he go to Mount Emei at 66 years old? If he had been there before, he would not have painted Mount Emei at this time. This was because Shi Tao had been a monk in his early years, but in his later years, Shi Tao had abandoned Buddhism and turned to Taoism. Mount Emei was a place of Buddhism. Even if he wanted to paint Mount Emei, he would not paint it. In summary, there were huge loopholes in both the timeline and the location.”
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