Transmigration Dimensions: The Master Cultivator Young Miss

I didn’t see them being awkward there. I turned my eyes slightly and looked at the other collections. I have to say that these old men have some abilities. Except that the pastel deer head statue is a fake, no fakes are seen anymore, and , It doesn't matter, she actually found something interesting in a painting brought by Professor Fang.

She got up and came to the painting, carefully opened it, and looked at it again with her spiritual eyes. After confirming that she had read it correctly, she checked the history of the painting with her past eyes.

In the picture, a middle-aged man dressed in the Republic of China carefully overlays a painting on another painting, and carefully hides the other painting completely. This painting has been carefully collected by the family. At home, it was only recently found out by posterity.

Picture-in-picture, this is the legendary picture-in-picture. I didn’t expect to attend a private collection exchange meeting and have the opportunity to see the picture-in-picture. There is no aura, but there is a strong aura inside, which made her feel very contradictory, so she came over and took it in her hand to check again.

She doesn't know how valuable the painting is, but she knows that a painting with such a strong spiritual spirit has definitely gone through a long history of precipitation, and seeing the appearance of the man carefully hiding it in the picture, I am afraid the origin of this painting Extraordinary.

Professor Fang looked back and saw that she was looking at the painting she had brought, and he smiled and said, "Does the little girl like calligraphy and painting? This is a painting from the Republic of China period. The author is not well-known, and the value is not high, but it is better than painting. The painter is good at painting and has a little collection value."

"Professor Fang, why did you bring this painting here?" Hua Shu felt very strange. Those who came to the collection exchange meeting chose high-value or relatively rare things. Professor Fang brought a hundred-year-old ginseng to him. It's not appropriate to look at a painting from the Republic of China period that has little collection value.

"Hehe, this painting is just to make up the number. I haven't bought any antiques recently. I happened to encounter a young man near the antique market and injured an old man. The old man refused to let him pay compensation, and the young man did not have enough money with him. , So I wanted to exchange the painting in my hand for two hundred yuan. I thought that because I was missing a collection, I spent two hundred yuan to buy it with him." Professor Fang said with a benevolent eyebrow and smiled.

Hua Shu just saw the process of getting the painting into the hands of Professor Fang. The descendants of the Tibetan paintings wanted to sell the paintings. As a result, the people in the antique shops saw that they were paintings from the Republic of China. They were not worth much at all or were unwilling to accept them. , Or only give a dozen or twenty yuan, the young man had to take the painting back, but he just met an old man who touched porcelain when he just got out of the antique street.

The old man was getting older, sitting on the ground and shouting and making noises, surrounded by a group of people pointing and pointing, the young man had to admit that he was unlucky and compensate, and as Professor Fang said, in order to collect money, the young man would The painting was sold to Professor Fang for two hundred yuan.

Hua Shu smiled lightly, spread the painting on the table, and said, "Professor Fang is kind and rewarding!"

"This...how do you say this?" Professor Fang looked at her strangely, and didn't understand what the little girl suddenly said.

"This is a picture-in-picture." Hua Shu didn't hide it, and pointed at the painting on the table carefully. "You carefully touch the position near the edge. Although it is not obvious, it should be different."

Hearing this, although Professor Fang didn't believe it, he carefully rubbed the place where she was pointing a few times, but then his eyes widened in shock.

"Really! There is a sense of unevenness here, it seems that the edge part is a little thinner, is this... really a picture in picture?" Professor Fang turned his image calm and exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, the attention of the group of old men was all attracted, and they gathered around one after another, asking questions.

"What I just said was a picture-in-picture? I heard it right?"

"Picture-in-picture? Where, is it in this painting from the Republic of China period?"

"Really picture-in-picture? Couldn't it be a mistake?"

"Yes, yes, if you make a mistake, wouldn't it be time to rejoice? Let's take a look and talk about it."

Then, a group of old men gathered in front of the painting, lining up to look carefully one by one, and then touch them carefully. Needless to say, how can the nuances of varying thickness withstand careful scrutiny? Soon everyone will be sure that something is hidden in this painting.

Now that it’s confirmed, it’s the turn of the people who have mounting technology inside. Hua Shu, as the discoverer, quietly withdrew from the crowd and sat back in the original position when no one noticed her. I went to drink tea and hid quietly.

No way, these old men's enthusiasm for antiques is too terrifying, she can't stand it, so she can only retreat first, and now she only hopes that no one will think of her.

Everyone is staring at an old man uncovering the painting now, wanting to see the true face hidden behind the painting, but they really didn't notice Hua Shu.

In a short while, after some careful exposing work, the painting inside finally revealed the true face of Lushan.

After the picture-in-picture revealed its true face, there was silence on the field, and everyone seemed to have been pressed the pause button, one by one staring at the painting with bated breath.

"This...this...this is Guanyin, the Guanyin of the painting sage Wu Daozi!" The old man exposing the painting lost his voice and screamed, finally breaking the weird silence.

The old man was really too excited. After shouting a word, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

The people next to him hurriedly supported him, and because of this, everyone in a daze finally came back to their senses.

"God! It turned out to be Wu Daozi's original Guanyin, which has long since been lost. This is a discovery that shocked the world!"

"I thought that the original work had long since been lost, but I didn't expect to see it here today."

Amidst the various exclamations, a more sensible voice appeared, "Quick! See if it's the original Wu Daozi's original work, don't make a mistake, and finally enjoy it in the air."

The old man who revealed the painting has gradually recovered at this moment, his body is trembling slightly, his face is flushed with excitement, and his voice is trembling: "It is the real thing. I have just read it carefully. It is the authenticity of Wu Daozi. ."

Afterwards, naturally there was a burst of exclamation and admiration. Hua Shu was not interested in this. After knowing the origin of the painting, she no longer paid attention to it. Instead, she came to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched it. It became the garden of my hometown.

This garden does not seem to have been carefully arranged, and it is full of randomness, but no matter whether it is vegetation or flowers, it is a bit less crafty than those carefully arranged gardens, which makes people feel natural and pleasing to the eye, and the mood is also followed by joy. stand up.