Ares descends from the mountain

"But Mr. Ling, just because these two words have the same strokes, you can't rush to conclusions, right?"

Mr. Qin said the doubts in his heart: "I admit your opinion, and I did doubt it when I read it just now." "

But do you know the origin of the person who sold this calligraphy and painting?"

Ling Feng hooked the corners of his mouth: "The origin is not important, I only recognize the words themselves!" Mr

. Qin shook his head and smiled, this young man is very capable, his eyes are extremely vicious, but after all, he is still young.

He then said: "That is, you don't know, this painting is hidden by the descendants of the Wang family, which can be guaranteed by our people."

"In addition, the paper of this character has been identified by our auction house, and it is indeed the same age as the book saint Wang Xi, and even the handwriting and ink are the same age as the paper, which is also the reason why our Tianchen auction house believes that this is genuine. "

Really?"

Ling Feng shook his head: "Then your appraisal level is really not good!"

"What... You..."

"Stop!" As soon as Wu Taidou opened his mouth behind him, Mr. Qin scolded softly, and then looked at Ling Feng, "Why did Mr. Ling say this, can you teach again?" "

It's very simple, this paper and handwriting are indeed the same era, but they are exactly one year different from the year when the book saint Wang Xi lived in the world.

Ling Feng had a somewhat playful smile on his face: "Will the Book Saint be resurrected a year after his death, and then write this character?"

Mr. Qin was stunned.

Wu Taidou couldn't help it at all, identifying the year was his specialty, even Mr. Qin couldn't compare to him.

At this moment, the old man became more confident, and stood up and said: "Young man, you are simply talking nonsense!" "

This paper is Zhongxuan paper, and the age is unmistakable from the previous dynasty! Even the most sophisticated instrument can only be identified to three to five years, how can it be accurate to the year within one year?"

Ling Feng sneered: "I said, you can't see that your level is not good."

"I can see that this paper is a year late, not by analyzing the composition of this paper, but by just using the simplest naked eye.

"You take a good look at this piece of paper, since you are all experts, just find out the authentic handiwork of the book saint Wang Xi and compare the background color of the paper." This piece of paper is one degree whiter than the rice paper when the book saint Wang Xi was alive.

When Ling Feng's words came out, Wu Taidou's heart suddenly trembled, and he vaguely understood what Ling Feng meant.

And Ling Feng didn't give him a chance to breathe, and continued: "I said one year, because a year after Wang Xi's death, the process of Huaxia Xuan Paper just improved the process.

"This piece of paper is the process of trial production of Jiangnan Weaving Factory, and this process only took one year, and then it was improved again, and the rice paper of later generations was whiter. Therefore, the paper of the first year is somewhere in between, and it is impossible to judge even if the eyesight is a little weaker, and if you do not know enough about this old matter, which has been ignored by the calligraphy world.

When Ling Feng said this, he squinted at Wu Taidou calmly: "Your expression has already told me that you understand that you have ignored this detail, right?" "

So, you claim to be a master of identification, but you only use instruments, and ignore the most solid basic skills, I said that your level is not good, do you dare to refute?"

But Mr. Qin's eyes were full of ecstasy, Ling Feng at this moment was simply a rare treasure in his eyes, no matter how many treasures there were in the Tianchen Auction House, it was not as good as a living master himself.

This vision and insight, coupled with such an age, is simply an unborn genius in their appraisal industry.

Mr. Qin let out a long sigh, but there was no regret on his face, but said solemnly: "Mr. Ling, you are right! This word is indeed a forgery, and your attainments have made Qin someone breathtaking, and he is convinced!" After Mr

. Qin's words came out, the audience was silent, and if a needle fell on the ground at this moment, it would be absolutely clear and recognizable.

The kind of amazing identification method that Ling Feng just said made the experts present dazzled.

And Mr. Qin's affirmation instantly verified Ling Feng's words.

Everyone was a little confused.

Who would have thought that such a young kid would have such attainments

? Wu Taidou of Tianchen Auction House was speechless by his argument, and his face was full of shame?

It's just that Ling Feng was still very calm, and he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"Well, since you admit that this painting is fake, it's only a few million anyway, so I won't bother with you.

Ling Feng pouted: "I won't tell you, I have to go back to accompany my wife!" After

speaking, Ling Feng took a slight breath and prepared to jump directly to the second floor.

"Mr

. Ling, please stay!" Seeing this, Mr. Qin hurriedly stopped Ling Feng, came to Ling Feng with a sincere face, and took Ling Feng's hand with admiration: "Mr. Ling, today's matter is that our Tianchen Auction House is at fault first!" "

The rules of our Tianchen Auction House have never sold fakes for hundreds of years.

"Uh-huh, it's fine, it's not a big deal. Ling Feng felt that this Mr. Qin spoke quite politely, and he naturally had to be forgiving and forgiving.

Mr. Qin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "But our mistake is wrong, it's better to be like this!" "

I know that your old Mr. Ye of the Ye family loves calligraphy, and it just so happens that we still have a treasure there." If Mr. Ling doesn't dislike it, he will give the beauty of adults to the old man. It's also a compensation from my Tianchen Auction House, how about it?"

"Oh? That's right, if you don't study well, you should pay me tuition." Ling Feng pouted and said, "Then bring it to my grandfather!"