I bring autumn water into the galaxy

Chapter 139 Fakes
Mrs. Han also took a look at Ye Ran. She knew who the curator of the Imperial Capital Museum was. How could this little girl, Ye Ran, know him? ? ?
Ye Ran shrugged his shoulders. He didn't care whether these people believed it or not. He just watched Mr. Fang say, "Grandpa, although I can't prove that the original painting is in the Imperial Capital Museum, I can point out that this painting is fake." Come."

Mr. Fang nodded seriously, "Tell me about it."

Ye Shiyu's face turned extremely ugly, and she looked at Mr. Fang in disbelief. This old man wouldn't really believe her nonsense about knowing the curator of the Imperial Capital Museum! !
Do you have brains? ? ?
Ye Shiyu gritted his teeth, and saw Ye Ran say: "As we all know, this Zhan Ziqian is a painter of the Sui Dynasty, and You Qiutu is the only true handed down work of Zhan Ziqian, and it is also the oldest surviving work so far. As for the picture scroll, then, the material used for the You Qiutu that he created must be from the Sui Dynasty, so let’s see, how can this picture scroll be preserved so well after so many years?”

Ye Shiyu came back to his senses, and immediately replied: "This painting was repaired by the master, I knew it when I bought it."

Ye Ran nodded slightly: "Let's look at this silk book again. The Sui Dynasty has a long history. At that time, painters often used silk books to paint, but at that time the technology of silk books was not mature, so it was more dark yellow. Let's take a look at this one. Although the silk version is also yellowish, it is bright yellow, which should be able to be found out by those who have a little knowledge of the history of the Sui Dynasty."

"This is the first point of doubt, and the second point of doubt is the painting itself. As far as I know, this map of Zhan Ziqian's Tour in Autumn records the autumn scenery. The imperial capital of the Sui Dynasty was first in Chang'an, and then moved to Luoyang, in the north of Chang'an, and in the Central Plains of Luoyang, its autumn scenery is also slightly different, but Zhan Ziqian is from Bohai County, that is, from Shandong today. Although he was an official in the Sui Dynasty and lived in Luoyang, he has a style of painting in autumn But it is mainly in the north, but this painting is the autumn scenery of Luoyang at that time..."

[Note: The details are slightly different from the history of face slapping, please do not take it seriously. 】

At the end, Ye Ran glanced at Ye Shiyu, "So, I said you bought a fake painting for 800 million yuan."

Mrs. Han at the side heard this and looked at Ye Ran with a face full of fear. This Ye Ran spoke clearly about the painting, from the details to the history to the characters, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

Let her, a person who doesn't understand appraisal at all, listen to her words, and see something wrong from the details, as if this painting is indeed wrong...

and many more……

Does this Ye Ran really know how to identify?

But she just...

Thinking that the old man always liked smart children, she suddenly had an idea, could it be that she really knows the curator of the Imperial Capital Museum?

Thinking about it this way, Mrs. Han just felt incredible, but seeing Ye Ran's calm face, she was not afraid at all. Somehow, she actually believed that the painting she said was a fake...

But how could she understand?

Mrs. Han felt extremely shocked, and suddenly understood why her son became self-aware. Could it be that he was beaten by Ye Ran a long time ago?
So that's why it's so funny?
At this moment, Mrs. Han was very curious, and couldn't help but ask whether she was suitable here, "So, this painting is really a fake?"

When Mrs. Han said this, Ye Shiyu suddenly came back to his senses, his face flushed red, "Impossible, my painting cannot be fake, and she doesn't know how to identify it, how can she know it's true?"

Damn girl, what's going on?

How could she still know how to identify! !
How could she be a wild girl who grew up in the countryside?

Mrs. Han just smiled and didn't speak, but Mr. Fang came back to his senses and frowned when he heard Ye Shi's words, "Ranran understands appraisal, you can ask Feicheng, he is qualified for appraisal."

Ye Shiyu's face changed, and Fang Feicheng said: "Ranran's appraisal method is correct, and the historical knowledge is completely correct, but if you don't believe in Ranran, then you are familiar with Mr. Dong, and this appraisal certificate is from him. Yes, just call and ask what's going on."

Ye Shiyu's face was pale: "Grandpa, cousin, it's not that I don't believe my sister, it's just that what my sister says now is a lie, but this appraisal certificate was issued by Grandpa Dong, and Grandpa Dong is the vice president of the Huaxia Antiquities Association. "

Li Xue reacted slightly, and when she thought of Mr. Dong's identity, she couldn't help but said: "Yes, Dad, although what I heard from Ranran seems reasonable, but after all, this is an appraisal certificate issued by Mr. Dong. We Many of the items in Fang’s Antique Shop are certificates issued by the Antiquities Association.”

Mr. Fang said, "So just give him a call and you'll find out."

Ye Shiyu looked a little embarrassed, "But, if I make a call, it means that I don't trust Grandpa Dong. What if Grandpa Dong loses his temper at that time?"

She said: "It's okay to blame me, if my cousin is involved..."

When Li Xuewei heard that his son would be involved, he hurriedly said: "Then it's better not to beat him, what if Fei Chengke is involved?"

Fang Feicheng said: "..."

He said, "It's okay, it won't hurt me."

Li Xuewei immediately said: "Say something stupid, why can't you get hurt?"

"That's the vice president of the Antiquities Association. Your antique store has developed very well in the past two years. Many people can't stand it anymore. What if someone wants to trick you behind the scenes?"

Fang Feicheng said helplessly, "Mom, you think too much."

Mr. Fang's expression was sombre: "Then don't check it out, what if it is found out that this painting is fake?"

"At the auction of the Imperial Capital Museum, I don't know how many experts who know how to appreciate ancient times will come. If this is fake, if people find it out, will Feicheng's first pavilion be opened by then? Do you want to hang out in the antique shop?"

"Besides, what is the Imperial Capital Museum? People trust him to hand over this auction to him. If there is a mistake in his place, how to explain it?"

Hearing Mr. Fang's words, Li Xuewei felt like a blow to the head, and suddenly regained consciousness, yes, what should I do if there is a mistake in the antique shop?
What Li Xuewei cares most about is her precious son. Although she often lectures her like a father, she knows that she is not as smart as her son, and everything about him is for her own good.

As Dad said, if there are fakes in the first pavilion in charge of this auction, how will the VIPs who come and go think about this auction, and how can they believe this auction?
(End of this chapter)