Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 235: Lost the treasure

Li Ding'an stared at the dark side of the bone fan for five or six minutes.

Yes, the style of oil painting is too strong. In addition to the composition of thirds, there is also the classic technique of oil painting: focus perspective.

This kind of painting is like taking a photo. What you see in the eyes is what is shown in the painting. Apart from reality, the biggest difference from traditional Chinese painting is that it is three-dimensional.

Let’s take the simplest example: the strange rocks in this painting actually have light and shadow. Where there is light, it is bright, and where there is dark, it is dark.

Traditional Chinese painting would never be painted like this. What is this if it's not "more western and less"?
Looking at the painting style, it is indeed very familiar. I must have seen similar works, and it is in the Forbidden City in Beijing.

In this way, the logic can be justified: most of the calligraphy and painting works collected in the Forbidden City are from the Qing Dynasty, and it was in the early Qing Dynasty that Western priests preached to China, and the most popular propaganda method they used was religious paintings.

It was also at that time that many oil painting techniques were introduced, but there was no market among the people. Because of the personal hobbies of Kangxi and Qianlong, they were popular in the court for a while.At that time, the painters of the Royal Academy of Painting were more metropolitan and would be integrated into the paintings.

Therefore, this kind of works are basically not seen by the public, and the Forbidden City has the largest collection. However, it is not known for the time being which emperor's reign the painting style is similar to this one.

Suddenly, Li Ding'an's mind was like a revolving lantern, with paintings flashing through one after another, including Xuantong, Guangxu, Tongzhi, Xianfeng, Jiaqing, Qianlong...

Wait, stop!

I remembered that it was a work of the Qianlong Dynasty, hanging in Juanqinzhai, one of Qianlong's palaces.

It is called "Picture of the Holy Ming Emperor". It depicts the ceremonial guard during Qianlong's travels. It was painted by Leng Mei, the chief painter of Ruyi Pavilion, shortly after he ascended the throne.That painting not only used the rule of thirds and focused perspective, but also used a lot of sketching techniques. The light and shadow effect and three-dimensional effect are stronger than this one.

Looking at the style of this painting again, I dare not say that it is exactly the same. It is at least [-]-[-]% similar, and it is most likely that it was painted by Leng Mei.

This is not an unpopular painter. He was the chief court painter during the Kangxi period. After Wang Yuanqi, one of the four Qing painters, died of illness, Kangxi ordered him to be promoted to the Ruyi Pavilion of the Royal Academy of Painting, which shows his artistic achievements and status.

Last year, Su Fubi photographed his four-foot long (34*136cm) "Gao Shi Appreciating Plum Blossoms" on Hong Kong Island. The starting price was HK$850 million and the hammer price was HK$80 million, plus commission and handling fees. RMB is almost 100 million yuan.

This bone fan is only one and a half square feet, only one third of the area of ​​the painting, and it is also a carved painting, so the price must be much lower.If estimated, it would be around 200 million.

Of course, the premise is that Leng Mei’s original work is not a replica.

Thinking about it, Li Ding'an turned to the sunny side again. There was a poem on it, of course, it was also engraved:

After five seasons of wandering and fighting, there are many lucky heroes.

A corner of the country divides the land of the Tang Dynasty, and a century-old temple shares the mountains and rivers of the Song Dynasty.

There are statues of heroes in the Lingyan Pavilion, and horses and horses sing in the camp.

In order to ask about selling salt in order to steal the sun, Zhongmou once promised to do better.

Judging from the rhyme and content of this poem, it should be a poem from the Qing Dynasty, but the tone is a bit loud.

You know, that is "our Qing Dynasty". Anyone who writes "Qing" after "Zhu" will be confiscated and beheaded, not to mention what countries and temples, Lingyan Pavilion, statues of heroes, and horses and horses?

Who among ordinary people would dare to write like this, risking their lives?

The author must be an official, and his official position is not low.

But he shouldn't be a great poet, otherwise Li Ding'an would have the impression: after all, he is a top student at the First Normal University, and he studied modern literature.

After thinking for a moment, Li Ding'an took out his mobile phone, but Mr. Zhao sighed: "Young brother, do you want to look up this poem? Don't look it up: it was written by Jiang Tingxi, the Minister of Household Affairs of the Yongzheng Dynasty, and a scholar of Wenhua Palace. !”

Let me go...are you really a high official?
"There was Zhang Tingyu before me, and Jiang Tingxi behind me" was who he was talking about.Not only refers to political achievements, but also includes favors: Yongzheng Manggong reigned for 12 years, and there were three imperial plaques given to him: "Fufu Silun", "Junheng Shuofu" and "Wanji Xianfu" ...There are countless other rewards.

In addition to his political achievements and official reputation, he also had considerable attainments in literature and painting. Jiang Tingxi could be called a literary master of the Qing Dynasty. He was also a famous Chinese painting master and the founder of "Chiang School of Flower and Bird Painting". He also happened to like to study and apply oil painting. techniques.

The Forbidden City also has a collection of his works. In 2012, his "Imitation of Song Dynasty Paintings" and "Imitation of Song Dynasty Color Paintings" sold for 4000 and [-] million yuan.

Of course, those are albums, and there are many pictures. The price has also dropped in recent years, but it is basically the same as Leng Mei.

But the level of his poetry is mediocre. Most people will not inscribe his poems on fans. Even if someone wants to flatter him, it cannot be this one: not only is the content sensitive, this is also a poem expressing his ambition. It must be It was written when Jiang Tingxi was already in a very high official position. It is guaranteed to hit the horse's hooves in one shot.

Moreover, it is still the work of Leng Mei, so the owner of the folding fan is almost revealed to be Jiang Tingxi.

It was not just the first time that Li Ding'an encountered an object related to Jiang Tingxi: it was first in Panjiayuan, where the lead coin sold for 80 was made by Jiang Tingxi.

Also in Shenyang two days ago, he dedicated the first edition of the "Comprehensive Map of the Imperial Palace" to Kangxi. At that time, Jiang Tingxi was already a bachelor of the cabinet and served as a lecturer on Jingyanri.

What about this poem?
After all, he was a leader in the literary and political circles, so he would rarely hire anyone to write for him. Eighty or ninety percent of it was written by Jiang Tingxi himself and engraved by Leng Mei.

Therefore, the price of this fan must at least double again, or even less than 500 to [-] million.

Now that he was at this point, he didn't care about those two points. Li Ding'an disconnected the system and took another look: aren't they Jiang Tingxi and Leng Mei?

Haha, let’s just talk about this kind of luck: I can encounter leaks even during every meal, and twice?
Last time, Li Dingan had already drank the two boxes of Maotai...

Secretly amused, Li Dingan closed the bone fan and patted it in his palm: "Mr. Zhao paid a lot of money to buy it!"

"Eight thousand two!"

Gee, that’s really cheap.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he was shocked. There was a hint of uneasiness on Mr. Zhao's face: "It's quite expensive, isn't it... This thing looks good and it's an old thing. I bought it as soon as I got excited. Don’t you want to miss it? Fortunately, this year’s exhibition is more user-friendly, so you can return it in time.”

He wants to withdraw?

How about waiting until he returns it before buying it?

But what if, as the saying goes, the nights are long and the dreams are many...

After hesitating for a moment, Li Ding'an looked at Mr. Zhao and the teacher Shi next to him: the expressions of these two people were quite natural, at least they did not show any expressions of inquiry or curiosity, so they did not recognize him.

It's right to think about it. I'm just a little famous, but I haven't become a household name yet. Even among my peers, it's impossible for everyone to have an impression of me.

It is very likely that this thing was bought from the Daliushu venue, but Mr. Zhao has definitely never been to the treasure appraisal site on the third floor.

Then this leak should be able to be picked up...

Just as he said, he put down the folding fan and got straight to the point: "Mr. Zhao, if you don't mind the trouble, can you pass this thing on to me?"

There is no trouble in this, and there are a lot less procedures: no need to go to the exhibition to find after-sales service, no need to fill in messy forms, and no need to write down the whole process.

It's just that this young man's behavior is a bit illogical: he has been sitting next to him and said to himself, "Teacher Guan Dehai can't be sure." Teacher Shi also said that he can't be sure about these two sentences. He must have heard it, but he still wants to buy it?
He was considered an expert after all, at least it wasn't the first day he touched antiques. He naturally thought of a possibility: This young man wanted to pick up his own mistakes?

They don't look alike: he looks good, and he dresses smartly, but he doesn't have much beard, so why does he look like a college student?

At this age, what antiques do you know?
Even if you understand a little, you can't be higher than Guan Dehai and Shi Gaoyuan, right?
Subconsciously, he glanced at Teacher Shi again. His expression was similar, which was very strange anyway.

Li Ding'an knew what was going on as soon as he saw it. Without hesitation, he took out his student ID card.But he kept it in mind and deliberately covered his name with his thumb: "To tell you the truth, I am a graduate student at Beijing University, studying Ming and Qing archeology. I have some money at home, so I just want to buy some objects to study..."

Like this?The two of them lowered their heads and took a look. Sure enough, it was the student ID card of Beijing University.Looking at age, 22... is really young!

The clothes are not bad, and being able to come to a place like this to spend money is indeed as he said, the family may have some money...

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you then... It's a coincidence. I planned to buy it as a gift, so I didn't fill in the beginning of the invoice. If you don't want to do it, just find the exhibition to fill it in..."

After a pause, Mr. Zhao showed a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "But first, let's talk about it. I don't have any after-sales guarantees. If you buy it, you are a fool!"

"of course!"

"Okay, deal!"

Mr. Zhao took out his mobile phone, Li Dingan immediately scanned the code, and with a "ding dong" sound, [-] yuan was credited to the account.

Li Ding'an did not dare to delay, and asked Mr. Zhao to write a receipt, put the bone fan into the box, and then held it in his hand: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Shi, goodbye!"

It was just a chance meeting, and there was no need to talk about friendship, so the two of them didn't raise any suspicion: "See you soon!"

After the words fell, Li Ding'an nodded and walked out unhurriedly.

Teacher Shi also complimented Mr. Zhao: "Good luck!"

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Mr. Zhao smiled nonchalantly: "It just saves some time!"

Immediately, he called the waiter and prepared to order.Just as he raised his hand, an exclamation came from the door: "Oh, Teacher Li, are you coming to eat too?"

Li Ding'an's heart skipped a beat: There was an uncle in his forties, whom he didn't recognize, but he must be a Tibetan friend, and he had just come out of the exhibition... Wasn't he still holding something in his hand?
"You too?"

"Isn't it? It's just a coincidence..."

This man smiled and was about to hand the thing over to let Li Ding'an take a look.But with his hand halfway out, he suddenly realized: This person's eyes are not ordinary poisonous. What if he wants to see something wrong?

It's so close to the exhibition, and there are so many people in the hall. Maybe some of them have just come over to eat after shopping. If there is a problem and you happen to meet a slut, how will he sell this thing in the future?
Forget it...

Thinking secretly, he bowed his waist again: "Why don't you walk slowly!"

"You are welcome!"

Li Ding'an took a breath, winked at Yu Huiyin, and the two of them went out one after the other.

Both Mr. Zhao and Teacher Shi were a little confused: If you are not a student, why are you a teacher again?
In a flash, the man who had greeted Li Ding'an entered the hall with his things in his arms, picked a table and sat down.

Mr. Zhao finished ordering, thought for a moment, and walked over again.

"Brother, are you here to sell items too?"

"Isn't that right?"

The uncle patted the things on the table and wrapped them in sheets. He couldn't tell what they were, but the sound was crisp. It was most likely copperware.

"Please ask me something!"

Mr. Zhao handed over a cigarette and pointed toward the door, "Do you know the guy just now?"

"This person is so famous, don't you know him?"

The uncle looked surprised, "Among the six experts at the Da Liushu Conference, he has the best eyesight and the most reputation!"

what?
Mr. Zhao was stunned, and Teacher Shi, who was across a row of desks, was also stunned: Treasure appraisal expert?

"He's only 22?"

"Is Teacher Li that old? His face is so tender, he looks like a high school student..."

The uncle scratched his chin and said, "Oh yes, he studied at Beijing University. It's really about the same!"

Mr. Zhao felt like his mind was turning into mush: "No...he is still a student, how can he become an expert?"

"This is what my brother said: You are talented not only because of your age, but also who can deceive you?"

The uncle took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video again. It was also the official account of the exhibition: "Isn't this him?"

Mr. Zhao lowered his head, and Teacher Shi also came over. The two of them took another look: Isn't it the same guy just now?

In the video, Li Ding'an was hiding far away, with a look of helplessness on his face. Opposite him, an old man patted the table with a red face: "You don't have long hair... what kind of bullshit expert are you?"

"Uncle, I have told you that there is nothing wrong with this thing of yours. It will definitely not take more than five years to make...and it is also from Jianchang? It only took a month after he ascended the throne and was poisoned by the Communist Party of China, and he didn't even have time to give it to the Ministry of Works. If the decree is changed, it will be dead..."

"Nonsense, how can it be a national treasure if it's not an orphan? You're blind..."

The uncle pulled it with his finger. This time it was a flute. Li Ding'an said it was made of glass, but the collector insisted on saying it was jade. No surprise, this collector was exactly the same as the previous uncle: banging the table, making noises, and scolding.

Another swipe, this time it’s a tiger tooth smoke pot... Another swipe, this time it’s a Song version of a book.

Good guy, have his eyes been opened?
Needless to say, the first two things are definitely national treasures, but that tiger fang smoking pot can definitely deceive more than 90.00% of experts, but he found the problem easily?

Not to mention the later Song version of the book: it was tested by scientific instruments, and there were more than one. He overturned it if he said it?
And it is well-founded and well-founded...

Neither of them dared to blink until the waiter reminded them that the food was on the table.

Are you really an expert?
That bone fan...

"Fuck me?"

Mr. Zhao is very clever.

"Hey, who are you scolding?"

"I'm sorry, wasn't it directed at you?"

Mr. Zhao quickly apologized and pointed to the phone, "This guy just bought me a fan...but I don't know who he is?"

Well, a fan?

The uncle thought about it, and then a gloating smile appeared on his face: "Brother, this man is not only good at appraising treasures, but he is also a famous leak-finding expert... So, you must have made off with a treasure..."

Isn't it?

In an instant, Mr. Zhao’s face turned black...

(End of this chapter)