Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 84 Sending Buddha to the West

"Baoli's narrator said, is this a painting by Pu Xuezhai?"

"It does look a bit like it."

"Who saw it?"

Ten people shook their heads together.

"Just ask the leader and you'll know?"

"Right!"

Then, a group of librarians surrounded Wu Wu Yang Yang.

"What are you doing?"

"Baoli's narrator said, is that a painting by Pu Xuezhai?"

He Anbang's face darkened: "Don't be ashamed, who told you that it was Baoli's commentator?"

"I don't care if he belongs to Baoli?" The librarian was not afraid of him, and smiled, "We just want to know, who saw it? You, or Lu Yuan?"

"Shut up!" He Anbang's face turned darker, "Are you trying to embarrass yourself and throw it at grandma's house?"

They are all top researchers, and none of them have a low IQ. In an instant, they understood the meaning of this sentence: it has nothing to do with the National Expo and the Forbidden City...

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Who is that?
The ten librarians looked at me, I looked at you, and turned their heads together to look at Guan Dehai, Zhu Fengxian, and Lin Bojun.

But these three are even more ignorant than them.

Leaning slightly, Zhu Fengxian tremblingly raised his hand and pointed to the stage.

Everyone turned around again, and then they all leaned back...

After a while, a librarian came back to his senses: "He...isn't he a student of Professor Wu Xiangwu?"

"What's wrong with the students?" He Anbang opened his mouth and scolded, "When Wang Ximeng was 17 years old, he drew a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

"It's not the same thing at all... Skills and painters can be said to be talented, and eyesight and experience are also born?"

Everyone agreed and nodded instinctively.

Another researcher asked in a low voice: "Guan He, Yuan Lu, why don't you go and have a look... What if he misreads it?"

Professor Lu shook his head without even thinking about it: "Don't look at it, I can't guarantee anything else, but Yin, as well as the painting style and brushwork, are absolutely fine..."

Even the painting style and brushwork are fine, but what about the painting itself?

don't even look...

He Anbang snorted: "A bunch of trash!"

Immediately, 22... no, [-] eyes were attracted, including Lu Benzhi.

Studying together every day, I can't be more familiar with him, and there are too many jokes at ordinary times, who do you see?
But if he spoke his mind, He Anbang seemed to be right.Of course, he had to add himself...

But after careful consideration: there is no expert, let alone a researcher, who specializes in the works of a certain famous artist.

On the contrary: the more professional you are, the more knowledge you will accumulate in your mind, and the more various painting styles, brushstrokes, and styles of famous artists from different dynasties and generations will be stored in your memory.

Therefore, the more professional people look at famous works, the slower they are than ordinary people.At first glance, at most, it will feel familiar, which is the feeling that Professor Wu suddenly feels familiar with this painting.

Because I have seen too much, I have long been numb...

What's more, it was just confirmed that this painting was not Qianlong's imperial brush, but a fake painting. Everyone was still immersed in amazement, and their minds were inevitably in a trance.Eyesight and experience will naturally be greatly affected, and it is normal to not be able to see it...

Everyone gradually came to their senses: it wasn't that their identification level had dropped, but that there were too many interfering factors at that time...

……

After the woman wrapped the painting, she was stopped by Su Fubi's staff as soon as she left the booth.

It's not that I want to cut the bullshit, but I want to verify what Li Ding'an just said.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then opened the painting again.Immediately someone exclaimed: "Is it really Pu Xuezhai's style of writing?"

"What did you do before?"

"Before everyone said it was Qianlong's imperial brush, how dare I say anything?"

"To shut up……"

Li Ding'an didn't take it seriously, and walked to the second booth: "Next, let's talk about the golden seal, which is Gongci Jinbao... May I ask who is the sender!"

"Me!" A middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Jinling Yellow Emperor's collection!"

Or a top-ranked art company in China?

Li Ding'an smiled: "The seal is fake, it's newly cast!"

This time it was more straightforward than before. In an instant, the man's face turned blue, and he looked like he was about to scold his mother.

He tried to hold back his anger: "Even if it is the National Expo and the Forbidden City, you can't just talk about it?"

"Don't worry, let me speak slowly!"

Li Ding'an picked up the golden seal, but as soon as he took it, his arms couldn't stop sinking.

The net weight is three kilograms, and it is grasped with one hand. It is good for ordinary people not to smash their feet...

After checking it again and making sure there was nothing missing, Li Dingan let it go again.

"The system of casting seals in the Qing Dynasty: the emperor, empress dowager, and queen's golden treasures were all made of red gold and fused together... The person who cast this bottle seal should have cast this bottle seal according to this record. But he forgot to look it up again: there are also grade differences among emperors, empress dowagers, and empresses. The key word is on the word "he" formed by fusion.

According to a more detailed system: the emperor's treasure uses first-class red gold, the empress dowager's second-class, the queen's third-class, and the following imperial concubines use [-]% gold... To be precise, the second-class red gold used by the empress dowager is actually an alloy containing [-]% gold.And this seal is made of ninety-nine gold, which is higher than the emperor's gold treasure..."

"Wow..."

In the huge exhibition hall, it is like a pot of boiling water.

"How did you measure it? I haven't seen them using instruments?"

"Some old masters who often melt gold should be able to see it."

"The National Expo and the Forbidden City still do this?"

"How would I know?"

The other side is more confused...

They melt a chicken's gold?
More importantly, no matter how much gold is used, no matter what metal is added, all royal gold treasures can only have one color: golden yellow!

So, the bullshit "the old gold melter can see it"?
Therefore, only the librarians said that Indo-Pacific was new, but no one questioned the purity.

So, Professor Lu almost lost his eye...

Gradually, the man's face turned from blue to white: "Can't it be what you say, or what?"

"It's very simple, just find any instrument and you can measure it!"

"Can't it be that Emperor Daoguang used ninety-nine gold to show his filial piety?"

Li Ding'an was a little speechless: "If you want to say that, then I can't help it!"

One of Su Fubi's appraisers burst out laughing with a "puff": "The system of the Qing Dynasty is just a joke? Besides, how could the Qing Dynasty have the technology to purify ninety-nine gold?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that all the colleagues around him looked at him with strange eyes, and quickly shut his mouth.

Does this even detect a fart?
Another test, [-]% will become fake...

The sender obviously knew something, glared at Li Ding'an, walked over and hugged Jin Yin.

Su Fubi's staff came to stop him, but he pushed him away: "I won't take pictures, and I won't appraise..."

Li Dingan was stunned.

He had planned before that if the man was still stubborn, he would take an X-ray machine for him.

In this way, it will save trouble...

Next is the big vat with nine dragon patterns, which is the highlight of the highlights. Li Ding'an thought about it, and then glanced back.

He Anbang waved his hand impatiently, telling him to stop talking, Professor Lu also nodded encouragingly.

Okay, then help people to the end, send the Buddha to the West...

(End of this chapter)