"A painting, how…how is this possible?”
"That's right, Brother Bai. These two are one painting. Are you kidding me? Could it be that they can fuse together?”
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Bai Yi Hang's words made the few laymen dumbfounded. They didn't know what was going on. The eyes of the other professionals instantly lit up as they looked at the two paintings on the table.
"Why can't we fuse?"
Zhao Kai was just joking, but Bai Yi Hang smiled and said to Zhao Kai. His gaze then turned to Dong Fanghua.
"Hehe, alright, then let this old man combine these two paintings.”
As Dong Fanghua spoke, he immediately ordered the people around him to overlap the two paintings in front of him according to his instructions.
The moment the two paintings intersected, everyone could not help but gasp.
The two paintings were stacked together, and at the same time, they made the ink color of the entire painting a little heavier. Looking at the original painting at this moment, one would feel as if they had discovered a new continent. The style of the painting would suddenly change, and the feeling would be different from before.
When he looked at the two paintings just now, the ink color was normal. If an expert looked at it, they would think that Wu Changshuo didn't have too much ink color in this painting. But now, the two paintings were stacked together, and the ink color was thick, revealing Wu Changshuo's unique style.
"That's right, that's right, take off the second floor. Damn it, the paintings that my Dong family has collected for half a century were actually tampered with.”
Dong Fanghua looked at the painting in front of him and clicked his tongue. He seemed to be very emotional, as if the painting in front of him made him feel very magical.
"Tearing down the second floor, hehehe. This old man has lived for more than sixty years, but this is the first time I've seen the legendary Tearing Down the Second Floor. In the past, I thought that it was made up by the older generation.”
"Old Dong, it's no wonder your father made a mistake. I dare say that the person who painted this painting is definitely an expert among experts.”
"Hahaha, I think this is also fate. Who would have thought that after more than half a century, this painting would still be returned to its rightful owner in perfect condition?”
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The few old men sighed with emotion. They mentioned a term, the second level.
"What is the second layer?"
Chu Jian once again showed his curiosity and asked everyone.
"Tearing off the second floor, hehe, not to mention you don't have these outsiders, even us insiders have only heard of the name of the second floor but never seen it. Today, Yi Hang has opened our eyes.”
Dong Fanghua smiled and said to Bai Yihang. At this moment, Dong Fanghua's admiration for Bai Yihang was even more obvious.
"It's actually very easy to understand how to take off the second layer. Miss Dong has already said that the style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties liked to use heavy ink, so the rice paper was sandwiched and used several layers of rice paper. It was also because of this that the thick ink and several layers of rice paper caused the rice paper to be stained with ink. In the past, there were skilled framing masters who had a unique skill that could separate the layers of rice paper from the rice paper. Once the separation was successful, the painting would be split into two, or even three.”
"This is actually the principle of taking off the second floor. However, this kind of thing has very strict requirements for the skill and the painting. It had to be a painting on Xuan paper, and the target had to be someone who liked to use heavy ink. The ink color was not heavy, and when it was separated, it would also show a very obvious color, allowing people to tell at a glance that it was fake. And Wu Changshuo was the perfect candidate for the second layer, so it was not strange that his painting was exposed.”
Bai Yi Hang smiled and explained the theory behind breaking through the second layer.
"What the hell, there's still such a way to play. Divide it into two. Heh, it's really good. The person who came up with this idea is also a genius. Isn't he afraid of destroying the painting?”
When Zhao Kai heard this, he could not help but exclaim endlessly.
"Yes, the risk of opening the second floor is very high, and the requirements for skill are very high. Ordinary people simply can't do it. The person who had painted these two paintings must have been a master. If one did not look carefully, it would be difficult to tell that they had been painted on the second floor. Moreover, even if it was an insider, due to the rarity of the second level, even if they discovered something wrong, they would not think of going to this level. Or rather, it was better to think of it, because it was rare to open the second floor.”
Bai Yi Hang nodded and said. He had completely explained everything.
"Hahahaha, that's right. It's even rarer to see a painting with two layers of paintings. Yi Hang, how did you find this painting? Could it be that you found clues through the paper?”
Dong Fanghua laughed and asked Bai Yihang. Bai Yihang's Zhang Daqian's imitation of Shi Tao was found on Song Street, and this Wu Changshuo's Plum Blossom Painting was bought from Confucius Temple. It was hard to believe that he had picked up two big opportunities.
"Elder Dong, I didn't discover this. It was my Uncle Yan who first discovered this painting. I only did an appraisal, and the luck still belongs to my Uncle Yan.”
Bai Yi Hang smiled and said to Yan Hai. Bai Yi Hang wasn't greedy for credit. He didn't have much luck. Zhang Daqian's painting of Mount Emei was stolen from Chu Jian's luck. As for this painting, it was completely Yan Hai's luck.
"Chu Jian also found this painting, but…"
Shen Youyue saw this and immediately said, indicating that Chu Jian had a share.
"Oh, young man, it's your business again. It seems that your luck is not bad. It's just that the gap in knowledge is too far from Yi Hang's. If you want to enter the industry, you have to learn more.”
Dong Fanghua glanced at Chu Jian and said indifferently.
"Old brother, you're really lucky. Could it be that you've also seen through this painting?”
Dong Fanghua turned to Yan Hai and asked.
"Teacher Dong, I'm sorry to make a fool of myself. Although I like this aspect, I really can't see any special skills. At that time, I only saw this painting because I was attracted by it.”
Yan Hai said to Dong Fanghua honestly.
"Hey, what teacher? I'm sorry, but I'm a few years older than you. You can call me Old Dong or Old Brother. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. We can teach you and you can communicate with us. You'll learn it over time.”
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