super right hand

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Huang Gongwang was a famous painter in the Yuan Dynasty, and he was a legendary figure. It is said that he only started creating landscape paintings when he was around 50 years old. The brushwork is vigorous and elegant, the outline is dotted, vertical and horizontal, the landscape is unrestrained, round and vigorous, fully expressing his own temperament, the picture is dark and light, and the images are simple and concise.

Jiang Hao's memory of Huang Gongwang is still fresh. All he knows and knows is from antique books. The reason why he remembers it so clearly is that Huang Gongwang's calligraphy and paintings are very popular among collectors in the auction market. , Every surviving landscape painting is worth as little as seventy-eight million yuan, and the price is more than twenty-three million yuan, which is a hot item in the auction house.

"Jiang Yuan, come check it out."

Jiang Zhongshanzai studied and inspected the front painting carefully. He looked at every inch of the painting very carefully. He reluctantly looked away from the painting and handed over the magnifying glass to Jiang Yuan who was beside him. A judgment was made.

"I'll take a look."

Jiang Yuan's displeased expression immediately calmed down, and he bent down to carefully observe every inch of the scroll, moving upwards rigorously, for fear of missing some details.

Although Jiang Yuan didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that the scroll was Huang Gongwang's work from the use of the scroll paper and the outline of the strokes, without any flaws, but her eyesight was not enough to judge the authenticity. Still a little unsure.

"How's it going?"

Song Hualiang's arm holding the painting was a little sore, and his tone was a little impatient, but he didn't directly urge him. Antique appraisal is a technical job, and everyone's appraisal method is different. It's really not easy in a short time. Done.

Moreover, the painting is priceless. If it were him, he would check it carefully. Once the transaction is successful, even if it is eye-catching, it can only be blamed for lack of eyesight. The appraiser is required to be more meticulous and serious.

Jiang Yuan gestured to Ningbo, and Ningbo took out a tester from his arms. Jiang Yuan held the tester, fell down from the top, and slid a little bit. His nimble eyes did not blink, and he stared at the instrument intently. screen, dare not have the slightest carry.

Drop drop!

The tester kept beeping shortly, and the test data on the tester kept beating, and all the beating data remained at the same position without much change.

"skyrayx fluorescence spectrometer?"

Jiang Hao recognized the instrument in Jiang Yuan's hand at a glance. This scientific measurement method relying on the spectrum as a standard is a relatively scientific way of judgment, but he did not expect to see it here.

However, compared to the data analysis of the skyrayx fluorescence spectrometer, Jiang Hao still believes in the identification technique of the right hand of God. After continuous identification of porcelain, Jiang Hao has also learned a lot about the magic of the identification technique.

The instrument may go wrong, but his god identification technique will never go wrong.

"Is the judgment over, little sister Jiang Yuan?"

With a smile on the corner of Sein Fei's mouth, he looked at Jiang Yuan, who was also a little flushed after the test, in a gentle manner, and asked casually, but his eyes were greedily looking at Jiang Yuan's snow-white neck, some parts were already standing upright uncomfortably.

"Every data is the same as the established data."

Jiang Yuan let out a breath, and his tense and serious face returned to normal. All the data were normal, but his heart was very uneasy. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for a while. This kind of strangeness The emotions she had never encountered before.

"This painting has always been kept in the safest safe. Unless it is an exhibition, few people will see it." Song Hualiang raised his nostrils and said proudly.

"Bring it."

Seinfeld looked at a bodyguard behind him and nodded in a signal way.

The bodyguard immediately paid a respectful visit to a brocade box at the teahouse. Song Hualiang slowly opened the brocade box, and took out a thick stack of photos and various materials from it.

"This is the appraisal letter of Master Wen Lichen and his photo. This is the auction record of the largest auction house, Jin Yuanlong Auction House. This is the photo of the foreign curator and the painting when the painting was exhibited in foreign countries. This is the Huaxia appraisal institution. The certificate of authenticity..."

As if to be more convincing, Song Hualiang carefully placed the information photos in the brocade box on the table one by one. He has always loved this painting very much. There is no doubt whether it is true or false. The family held a porcelain jade competition. In order to show unity, he would definitely not put it up for auction.

"There is even a personal appraisal by Master Wen Lichen..."

The old man Jiang Zhongshan squinted his eyes and smiled, but he never gave a specific judgment on whether it is true or false. He has no interest in knowing the authenticity of all the materials in his hand. It is impossible for him to rely on a few group photos of ancient paintings worth 800 million A few pieces of information, as far as a hasty judgment, he still believes in what he saw with his own eyes.

However, he could see Song Hualiang's impatience, and knew that Song Hualiang was rather opposed to selling the painting, so he couldn't continue to refuse, and he had to give a reply as soon as possible, so he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's talent in appraisal, coupled with his personal guidance and continuous training and beating, fully possesses the ability to judge the authenticity of paintings.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that everything seemed to be settled, and looking at the expression of Mr. Jiang Zhongshan, he seemed to have concluded that the painting was genuine. Jiang Hao touched his throat with his hand, and coughed violently a few times pretending to be uncomfortable. He was trying to attract Jiang Zhongshan. Yuan's attention, only with Jiang Yuan's consent, can he have the opportunity to touch the ancient paintings, so that he can use the identification technique and conduct identification.

"ill."

Jiang Hao's cough attracted Song Fei's gaze. The corner of Song Fei's mouth curled up into a sneer, and the suppressed flame of revenge in his heart was aroused again by Jiang Hao. Playing with me as a wolf with a big tail, if you don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!

Attracted by Jiang Hao's coughing, Jiang Yuan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Hao who was constantly looking at the room, looking bored, his flexible eyes lit up, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he vomited lightly towards Jiang Hao. With her pink tongue, how could she forget the most powerful appraiser.

"I want our people to identify it again."

Jiang Yuan smiled sweetly at Song Hualiang, his voice was like the sound of jade falling on a plate, clear and agile, as if it had some kind of attractive magic power.

"Who will appraise it?" Jiang Zhongshan was taken aback, and turned his head to look behind him. It seemed that there were all bodyguards dressed in black, and there were no other people. Come in."

"Jiang Hao, come here!" Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Hao with a smile, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and he hooked his fingers coquettishly, calling for Jiang Hao to come forward for identification.

An electric current flowed through Jiang Hao's body. The little girl who was as pure as beautiful jade acted so fiercely that she couldn't resist it. She loosened her tight tie and sat beside Jiang Yuan consciously, reluctantly saying, "I'm just Help you little girl once."

"Who is this?" Jiang Zhongshan glanced at Jiang Hao, who was less than 20 years old, and felt that the eyebrows and face were very familiar, and calmly glanced at Jiang Yuan: "This is the appraiser you invited?"

"That's right." Jiang Yuan nodded obediently, gave Jiang Zhongshan a positive look, and introduced enthusiastically: "Jiang Hao is Aunt Lan's son, but his identification skills are really good."

"Oh!" Jiang Zhongshan suddenly realized, no wonder the shape of his eyebrows and face is very familiar, but isn't Jiang Hao a high school student, how can he know how to identify?However, seeing Jiang Yuan's swearing recommendation, he was completely puzzled. He knew Jiang Yuan's temperament. Although he sometimes liked to play a little temper, he was always cautious and serious in appraisal. Could it be that Jiang Hao in front of him really knew appraisal ?He couldn't accept this fact, but he decided to follow Jiang Yuan's suggestion with hesitation.

"What's going on?" Ningbo's face changed, and he kept winking at Jiang Hao, who was boastful. This kind of scene is not something a high school student can get involved in, but his persuasive eyes were directly ignored by Jiang Hao Lost.

"Bring the picture."

Jiang Hao looked idle, and reached out to touch the scroll, but found that all the bodyguards behind Song Hualiang moved forward in unison, their eyes widened nervously, ready to deal with possible crises at any time.

"If the Jiang family can't afford to hire an appraiser, we can pay for it. A bodyguard knows how to appraise. Lao Jiang, you are not kidding me. Why do I feel that you are a little perfunctory? If you really don't want to If we want to trade, we can leave immediately." Song Hualiang's face darkened, which master appraiser didn't come out to be an appraiser after accumulating decades of experience and handling countless collections.

He couldn't believe that a bodyguard who was less than 20 years old also knew how to appreciate it. In his opinion, the young man in front of him didn't even have the qualifications to touch paintings!

"It won't matter if you test it." Jiang Hao glanced at Song Hualiang, who was full of anger, and thought to himself: "Damn, you can still get pregnant by touching it, what a cheapskate."

"What can you do?" Song Fei snorted coldly, without concealing the contempt in his eyes, and contemptuously swept Jiang Hao who was wearing a bodyguard costume up and down, and said with a sneer: "In case there is a little less, as you, Even if you earn money for a lifetime, you can’t afford it.”

"As for a person of your quality, I'm too lazy to answer if you ask me to appraise you." Jiang Hao curled his lips indifferently, and sat on the chair calmly, looking like an outsider.

"Who do you think you are!" Sein Fei's chest was violently heaved by Jiang Hao's proud posture. If he wasn't in the hall, he would have found someone to immediately destroy the arrogant and self-righteous guy opposite him.

"I don't think we need to stay any longer." Song Hualiang glared angrily at Jiang Hao, who was complacent, and got up to leave directly.

"If there is no problem with Jiang Hao's appraisal, we will pay for the settlement immediately." Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Yuan simply gritted his teeth and stated the conditions of the appraisal.

"According to Jiang Yuan's request." Jiang Zhongshan hastily patted Song Hualiang's slightly trembling shoulder comfortingly. Anyway, the appraisal of the painting was true, so let Jiang Yuan's temper go.

"Okay, I'll give you 5 minutes." Zhang Hualiang's expression kept changing, but remembering that he came here for the porcelain jade competition, it would be bad if he hurt his peace, so he agreed in compromise.

"Three seconds is enough." Jiang Hao touched the ancient painting with his hand, left immediately, and said casually, "The identification is complete." Although he touched it, the identification technique has been successfully identified. Yes, the improvement of his proficiency has caused his identification technique to improve rapidly. Three seconds of contact is enough to identify the authenticity of the painting.

However, in his mind, various data and information of the appraisal of ancient paintings were presented three-dimensionally. "Looking" at the various data displayed by the appraisal, Jiang Hao couldn't help being stunned!