I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

"President Zhang, who the hell is this Xia Yurou who actually wants you to come out in person?"

One of the two young staff members accompanying Zhang Shunshan asked.

"What? Envy?" Zhang Shunshan asked back with a smile.

"It's a lie to say that I don't envy." The young staff member said truthfully, "After all, we are a museum, so many people are coming, and this Xia Yurou actually asks you to invite her in person."

"Have you ever heard of a sentence, the masters are among the people." Zhang Shunshan said.

"Of course I have heard of this. It is said that the old gentleman from the museum was invited from all over the country." The young staff member said, suddenly thought of something, and continued.

"Could it be that Xia Yurou is a master?"

"That's right." Zhang Shunshan nodded: "This person is quite accomplished in the identification of antiques."

"Even so, you don't need to go out in person, right? Wouldn't it be better to write an invitation letter?" Another young staff member wondered.

"Do you think I haven't written it?" Zhang Shunshan said with a wry smile, "I've written eight or ten invitation letters, but they haven't responded at all."

"That's why I came over to see what's going on in person."

"He didn't even reply to your letter, Dean, this person is so good." The young staff member sighed with emotion.

"It's not just cows, I heard that they are very beautiful." Zhang Shunshan said, not forgetting to remind: "The two of you see others later, remember to be a little bit more restrained, don't drool."

"No." The two said in unison.

In their opinion, women who can deal with antiques are mostly dull and boring.

After all, that's what the female staff of the museum is like.

Just as the three of them were walking along the glass manufacturers, a calligraphy and painting booth appeared in front of the three of them.

And there was an open picture scroll on the booth.

It stands to reason that calligraphy and painting works rarely appear on the booth.

Because in the eyes of some people, painting and calligraphy is a relatively elegant collection of literature and art, and it is not suitable to appear outside.

Of course, there is also the most important point, that is, calligraphy and painting are the most easily damaged antiques, and should not be exposed to the wind and the sun.

Calligraphy and painting works can be sold on street stalls, but in two cases,

1. Calligraphy and painting works are imitations. They are used to tell stories on the street stalls to fool novice friends, and then sell them at high prices.

2. The calligraphy and painting works are genuine, and the seller does not know how to sell them, so they have no choice but to choose to sell them on street stalls.

To analyze these two points, the possibility of the former is very high, and the possibility of the latter is very small.

"Three, take a look?" The stall owner greeted the three Zhang Shunshan enthusiastically.

Hearing this, Zhang Shunshan just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

But the two young staff were fascinated by the open painting.

Shen Zhou's landscape paintings.

How to see how true.

Such a thing, how could Dean Zhang leave with a glance?

The two were very suspicious.

But seeing that Zhang Shunshan had already left, he could only withdraw his gaze and hurriedly followed.

After walking for some distance, the two young staff finally couldn't help but wonder in their hearts and asked Zhang Shunshan, "Dean, that painting of Shen Zhou just now?"

"There are many loopholes!" Zhang Shunshan said indifferently: "Paper has a thousand-year lifespan, and silk has an eight-hundred-year lifespan. The identification of ancient paintings can be judged by the degree of newness of the paper."

"The painting just now, you can tell it is new when you look at the paper, so I didn't read the content of the painting at all."

When the two young staff heard the words, they showed a stunned look.

"Here, Gu Xuan Pavilion."

. . . . . .

At this time, Hu Muzhi and Chen Baoguo had already finished their breakfast and were walking towards the cultural relic shop that was recruiting appraisers.

suddenly--

A very special feeling appeared in Hu Muzhi's mind, this feeling was like getting a treasure right away.

"This feeling? Could it be the ability that the system gave me?" Hu Muzhi wondered in his heart, so he followed this feeling and looked in one direction.

The entrance is a booth selling paintings and calligraphy, and a painting is being opened for exhibition.

The stall owner was a thin middle-aged man in his forties.

Noticing Hu Muzhi's eyes on his booth, he quickly showed a smile and waved to Hu Muzhi, "Boss, come and have a look? It's all paintings and calligraphy left by our ancestors."

Hearing this, Chen Baoguo glanced at the opened scroll, but he lost interest.

So I didn't stop, and continued to move forward.

Seeing this, Hu Muzhi grabbed Chen Baoguo and said, "Master, take a look."

Chen Baoguo wanted to say something, but seeing that Hu Muzhi had come to the booth to carefully observe the open painting and calligraphy, he didn't say much and stood silently behind Hu Muzhi.

"Strange, obviously from the quality of the paper, this is a modern handicraft, why does it feel like a treasure?" Hu Muzhi wondered, and looked at it more carefully.

After just looking at it for a long time, Hu Muzhi didn't find any abnormality in the painting, and finally looked at the stall owner and said, "Can I get started and take a look?"

"You please." The stall owner nodded.

Hu Muzhi took the painting in his hand.

Just as soon as his hand touched the scroll, two paintings appeared in Hu Muzhi's mind.

One is the picture of Tong Yin playing with cranes in front of Shen Zhou, while the other has only one outline, but it is certain that it is a painting.

A painting in a painting?

Thinking of this possibility, Hu Muzhi's hand rubbed on the drawing paper intentionally or unintentionally.

Finally, Hu Muzhi found a problem with the thickness of the painting.

You know, the thickness of rice paper is generally around 0.2mm, but this one is nearly one millimeter.

If it weren't for the two paintings that appeared in my mind, this tiny difference would not be noticeable at all.

For a time, Hu Muzhi developed a strong interest in this painting.

When the stall owner saw that Hu Muzhi was so fascinated by it, he was also secretly delighted, knowing that this business was going to be interesting.

After Hu Muzhi put the painting down, the stall owner said with a smile, "Boss, isn't this a good painting?"

"How much?" Hu Muzhi asked in a flat tone without any nonsense.

"Seeing that you know the goods so well, I don't want to ask for a price. 1W, you can take this painting." The stall owner smiled.

Hearing the stall owner's offer, Chen Baoguo couldn't help but said, "Isn't this the sky-high asking price?"

You know, these days, a regular worker in the unit only earns about 100 yuan a month, not to mention this is not an ancient painting at all.

"Old gentleman, this is Shen Zhou's Tong Yin playing with cranes. Shen Zhou is not a man. He is also known as the "Four Schools of Ming Dynasty" together with Wen Zhengming, Tang Yin, and Qiu Ying. He is the founder of the Wumen School of Painting. expensive."

"If it wasn't for the urgent need for money, I would have hidden this painting as a treasure." The stall owner immediately retorted.

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