chasing gold finger

Chasing Goldfinger - Chapter 180 Four Appreciation

Since Ximenjing's father said so, Liu Jiahua naturally didn't want to ask questions again, but he still didn't believe it in his heart. The violin in front of him was the Jiaowei violin. More or less.

This time, it was Han Geng who spoke first: "Uncle, this pair of violins has just been delivered. As for whether it is genuine, I am not sure. I just feel that it should be genuine. If you have time, please ask an expert to appraise it."

Ximenjing's father saw that Han Geng could bring such a precious gift, and it was indeed his own preference, so his attitude improved a lot. He listened to his words, nodded and said: "Such a precious thing really needs to be appraised by an expert. I am here It can’t be regarded as authoritative, and only when an expert appraises it can we rest assured.”

Everyone nodded this time. Even if they didn't know whether this thing was real or not, at least Ximenjing's father believed it to be real. No one could imagine how many methods he had used to get this gift. It is also a very successful work among high imitations.

It is very rare for him to get Fang Xiaosheng's signature knife, and now he even got a famous piano from 2000 years ago. At this time, no one has to look at Han Geng with admiration. It was shipped back from England. At that time, he just wanted to try it out, but he didn't expect it to be genuine.

This is also considered his luck. He met an ignorant person. I don’t know how the piano fell into the hands of the other party. However, Han Geng spent 50 yuan. This amount of money is still affordable for him. The most important thing is that through the With the duplication of his identification ability, he can already be sure that this piano is genuine, so everything is worth it.

Ximenjing's father is in a good mood. If Jiao Weiqin is genuine, its value will definitely be higher than that of Zhang Daqian. This heart is enough to satisfy people.

"Okay, Han Geng, Jiahua, let's go and see my painting now, it's upstairs in the study, come with me." Ximenjing's father didn't notice it himself, and with the change of his mentality, he was very concerned about Han Geng's painting. His attitude also changed. When he called the two of them, he instinctively called Liu Jiahua first.

Both Han Geng and Ximenjing were overjoyed, but Liu Jiahua frowned secretly. Ximenjing's father was not a realistic person, but someone sent him a gift that he liked, and it was inevitable that the balance in his heart would be shifted. It's human nature, but he certainly won't accept Han Geng just because of this.

After all, no matter how good the gift he gave, he would not be valued by Ximenjing's father even if he had no ability. This is the arrogance of a literati. very easy.

Ximenjing naturally knew her father's character. Although Ximenjing was very annoyed by his attitude before, but now that her father had accepted Han Geng, she followed her to the study upstairs. She didn't come home for a while , I really didn’t know that my father added another collection.

Han Geng and Liu Jiahua followed Ximenjing's father to his study. This was the first time for Han Geng to come to Ximenjing's house, so naturally he knew nothing about their family's situation. Liu Jiahua was different. He went to Ximenjing's house. My father's study room was more than once, and it seemed relatively familiar.

And he also felt that his familiarity was an advantage, and while looking at it, he said to Ximenjing's father: "Uncle, the famous calligraphy and paintings in your room are all genuine works, I can learn from here every time I come here." A lot, as if I was really taught by these calligraphers and painters.”

Ximenjing's father smiled with satisfaction: "Jiahua, there are too few young people like you these days. They are all addicted to the Internet and games, and there are not many who can really think of studying. You It is really rare to feel the teachings of these masters.”

At this moment, Han Geng could feel that Ximenjing's father was sincerely feeling emotion, rather than using it to hurt himself. From this point, it can be seen that Ximenjing's father really liked Chinese classical culture, otherwise he would not have such emotion up.

Ximen Jing listened beside her. Although she felt that what he said was not good for Han Geng, she could also hear that her father did not use this to attack Han Geng. If this was the case, it was completely from the bottom of her heart. If she wanted to blame it, she could only blame him. Liu Jiahua understood the old man's thoughts too well, and never let go of any opportunity to express himself.

Liu Jiahua naturally wanted to be modest at this time, but both Han Geng and Ximenjing could see the smug look in his eyes. As for Ximenjing's father, even if he saw it, he would treat it as if he didn't see it. The young man is a little arrogant Normally, only those who are incapable can have no arrogance!

Ximenjing's father finished complimenting Liu Jiahua, and then found his bookcase, took out a scroll from it, opened it and said, "I've only had this painting for a few days, and I haven't had time to frame it, so just take a look and appreciate it." Master Zhang Daqian’s authentic work, I got it after collecting it from various sources, and it took a lot of effort.”

The scroll unfolded slowly, and a pair of landscape paintings appeared in front of everyone. Zhang Daqian was as famous a painter as Qi Baishi, especially good at landscape paintings. According to records, all his works were auctioned for nearly 40 billion, making him the painter with the highest auction income in the world. No matter how much the authentic works of legendary painters are worth, their collection value is already inestimable.

When Liu Jiahua saw the painting in front of him, he immediately commented: "This painting is really genuine, the color and ink are integrated, and the style of painting is combined with writing, which is exactly the style of Master Zhang Daqian, especially the imprint of Mr. Daqian. , This painting is indeed very valuable for collection, my uncle really opened my eyes."

His comments are actually very official. Han Geng recalled Zhang Daqian's materials in his mind. He made great achievements in the practice and theory of landscape painting. Introduced a new artistic style of Chinese painting.Because of his unique techniques, he founded the famous Dafengtang painting school, commonly known as "Daqian painting school".

This Liu Jiahua's comment is basically the same as above, and he has no comment on the painting itself, but the more general the comment, the easier it is to be recognized. After all, unless it is a master painter, how can ordinary people say such a thing? Where does the painting really go?

"Jiahua is right. From any angle, this painting is the authentic work of Master Zhang Daqian. Although it is not particularly famous, it is good enough for us to collect." Ximenjing's father was really satisfied and nodded , said to Liu Jiahua, paused, turned to Han Geng and said, "Han Geng, what do you think of this painting?"

When he asked this question, he didn't have any hope. It is estimated that Han Geng would just praise him like Liu Jiahua did. He was able to ask Han Geng how he felt, because the gift from Han Geng had already played a role.

Ximenjing looked at the painting in front of her. In fact, she didn't have any special feelings. I guess Han Geng was not much better. But since her father asked, she also wanted to see how Han Geng would answer. This guy is cunning!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Han Geng not only did not praise, but frowned instead, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Uncle, this painting is just like what Mr. Liu said, it is completely in the style of Master Zhang Daqian. It has been proved that this style is the Daqian School of Painting.”

Just when everyone was about to show such expressions, Han Geng continued: "But I suspect that this painting is a fake, just a fake painting with a high degree of imitation."

"What? You said this is a lie, do you understand painting? This is clearly the work of Master Zhang Daqian, how dare you call it a fake." Liu Jiahua sneered in surprise and retorted.

Ximenjing's father's expression was not very good either, and he said in a deep voice, "Han Geng, I have spent a lot of effort to get this. If you are not sure, don't talk nonsense." He can say that, it already shows He has a very good self-cultivation, and if he were a person with a more violent temper, he would probably yell at him.

Han Geng gave Ximen Jing a consoling look, and then calmly said: "Uncle, Mr. Liu, let's not talk about whether I know how to paint, but I usually come into contact with complicated things, and my knowledge of paper is not bad. The paper my uncle painted on looks yellow and old, and it seems that it has been around for a hundred years, but in fact it is only a dozen years old, how could there be an authentic work by Mr. Zhang Daqian on such old paper!"

"Han Geng, what are you kidding, this paper is only ten years old? How can you be so sure, you are just a choreographer, not a paper factory, just talking nonsense." Liu Jiahua shook his head in disbelief, sneered and said sarcastically .

Ximenjing's father didn't speak, but his eyes were obviously full of disbelief. Ximenjing looked at Han Geng with some worry. She didn't know where Han Geng was so confident. She didn't know much about paper, but she couldn't figure it out either. How could Han Geng understand this.

Han Geng secretly sighed in his heart, they still couldn't believe it if he didn't show some skills, he pondered for a while, and said to Ximenjing's father: "Uncle, since there are pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, if you don't mind, can you give them to me?" I will prepare a piece of drawing paper with the same material as this painting, and then I will prepare a brush for me, and I will do a magic trick for you, what do you think?"

Ximenjing's father raised his eyebrows. Although he was still not sure what Han Geng wanted to do, he knew that most people don't know how to paint, so they couldn't need brushes and paper. However, he never believed that Han Geng could paint. The magic, or really curious.

Liu Jiahua didn't say anything beside him. He really wanted to see what kind of medicine Han Geng was selling in his gourd. He also didn't believe that Han Geng could understand painting. It's not easy for people of this age to know the feeling of painting.