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Chapter 43 Mu Qian cracks down on counterfeiting, this is a fake painting
Ranmu's picture of distant mountains has never been exhibited in public, and only Ranmu's agent has disclosed the existence of this painting.

She also released half of the picture of the distant mountains, but that half of the picture almost shocked the entire collection circle.

So when Zhong Limo released the news about the finale of this exhibition, all the collectors who received the invitation came out in full force.

Now, Mu Qian clearly pointed out that this painting is fake in front of so many people.

This not only questioned Zhong Limo, but also severely slapped everyone in the face.

Naturally, they would not allow such a thing.

"I advise Ms. Yun not to be so arbitrary. You can't talk nonsense." The leading man stepped forward, stared at Mu Qian and asked, "How much does Ms. Yun know about traditional Chinese painting? Which university did you graduate from?" Which major in painting? Or which master did you learn from?"

The man behind him echoed, "This is not a child's play, with red lips and white teeth coming in as soon as you open your mouth. If you don't have the accumulation of professional knowledge, this is the biggest joke."

Zhong Limo looked at everyone's collective denunciation, and she became more confident.

How could she be frightened by someone who didn't pass the college entrance examination? I'm afraid that in the first half of her life, she didn't even know what Chinese painting is.

Appraisal of traditional Chinese painting is not an industry field that one can step into casually, it requires profound accumulation of knowledge.

"Qianqian, if you don't know how to paint, we can change people, but you can't talk like that, it will make people laugh."

Mu Qian approached the hanging painting, not willing to talk to the people behind her.

"This painting is indeed imitated to the extreme. No matter how it is painted in color, it perfectly inherits Ranmu's style. It is a bit plain and graceful in the grandeur, and even the handwriting of the signature below is almost exactly the same. It's a pity that a fake is a fake after all, no matter how magnificent the place is, it's still fake."

"In terms of style and color, it can be seen that this painting was made by Ran Mu." The man who had just talked to Mu Qian retorted.

Xiaoya introduced in a low voice behind Mu Qian, "That's Song Renfu, a well-known collector in the imperial capital, and he once attended the old man's class."

I heard that this person is also famous for dealing in antiques, and he never misses them.

"Mr. Song is a leader among appraisers. He is well-known for his skills. One is a famous appraiser, and the other is a yellow-haired girl who came from the countryside and hasn't even studied for a few days. We It’s very clear who to trust.”

When this was said, everyone present laughed out loud.

To make up nonsense on such an occasion, it is conceivable that family education is still very important even if you are from a great family.

"Really, how did you know it was true?" Mu Qian asked back.

Song Renfu raised his hand, and Zhong Limo, who was standing beside him, understood what he meant, and stepped forward to open the glass cabinet that locked the painting.

Almost as soon as the glass cabinet was opened, the water glass in Song Renfu's hand spilled out.

"Ah!" Zhong Limo covered her lips and exclaimed.

After hitting the drawing paper, the transparent liquid flowed down along the lines, dripping to the ground.

But the mountains, rivers and heaven and earth in the painting showed no signs of smearing, and were still intact.

"Ranmu's paintings are notoriously unique from paper to ink. The paper and ink he used are not melted by water, which is well known in the industry." Song Renfu took the handkerchief from his entourage and wiped his palms.

Mu Qian almost didn't laugh out loud, thinking that this is such a powerful person, that even ink that doesn't disperse when a painting meets water can be used as a means of identification.

This technology is not only in today's Intercontinental, but also in Wuzhou Continent, the place where she lives, and the counterfeiters have already used it with proficiency.

"Since you know that Ranmu's paintings are rare from the beginning of the material, you should know that the paint he used is also a special ore. You look up at Yuan Shandai." Mu Qian reminded.

Everyone's eyes fell on the cloud-shrouded mountain peak in the painting. The ore used for the color of Qingdai is said to be the color blended by Ranmu himself, which is unique in terms of proportion and quality.

Mu Qian then snapped her fingers, and after hearing her order, Xiaoya raised her hand and pulled the switch off.

The huge venue was instantly plunged into darkness, only the sunlight from the small windows beside the wall kept everyone from being blinded.

"The ore used by Ranmu is blended with a certain proportion of pigments, which is the most commonly used color on the top of the mountain in his paintings. Because of the color of the ore itself, there will be a light luster in the dark. But if you look at the top of the mountain in this painting, you can see that such a bright color has been mixed with fluorescent agents, and it has just formed a film, and the color is still very bright."

In the dark, the mountaintop in this painting is indeed very bright, much brighter than the dark colors in Ranmu's other paintings.

"Impossible!" Zhong Limo suddenly collapsed, "I checked carefully, the color was not like this when I bought it!"

Why is it so bright now?

"It's your own collection, no one can change it, unless it's something tampered with on this painting."

As Mu Qian said, she turned on the flashlight with her mobile phone, lowered her head close to the painting scroll, and found light brown dust on the paper.

"The methods used by counterfeiters are naturally incomparable between the fluorescent agent and natural ore, so when the painting is completed, it is covered with a relatively heavy color to block the brightness of the fluorescent agent. After a long time, the color will fall off. The original fluorescent agent The appearance also showed."

"In addition, there are fluorescent agents scattered in many places on this painting, you can take a good look at it."

There was no need for Mu Qian to remind, Song Renfu just poured such a glass of water on it, which washed away the covered ink color, but made the dots on the painting more obvious.

These are all small tricks, pay more attention when checking, and you won't just be cheated like this.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian looked at the pale-faced Zhong Limo, she thought she was such a powerful character.

Unexpectedly, the embroidered pillow is also a bag of grass, empty with skin and nothing inside.

The question that Mu Qian pointed out has been nakedly placed in front of everyone, and everyone present is also quite accomplished in painting.

Of course, these problems can be seen at a glance.

Song Renfu was silent, this imitation painting was really so superb that he lost his eyes.

Seeing that it was almost done, Xiaoya continued to open the switch, and the light dazzled everyone's eyes in an instant.

"I'm not a person who doesn't know how to paint. Look at the trees by the lake. Ranmu, who rarely paints landscapes, starts from the tree first, but this painting obviously starts from the bottom of the tree. , the smudging of the ink stains is different, which affects the texture of the whole tree."

This is an extremely inconspicuous tree, and the artistic conception of the whole painting is not on such a tree.

Who can think so much...

　Mu Qian: I'm going to fake myself, can I be okay?
　　I received a notice from the editor yesterday that this article will be on the shelves on the 31st of the end of this month. I will work hard to save the manuscript in the past two days. Then I will have the cheek to ask all the fairies for monthly tickets. You can save monthly tickets these days.
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