Chapter 81

Liu Yan was a little confused.

Has Tang Bohu ever painted the picture of birds in the Phoenix and the picture of eagles spreading their wings and swallowing the world?

Isn't this something from the movie "Tang Bohu points the fragrance of autumn" by Zhou Xingxing?

Forget it, I don't care so much.

If the system says yes, it must be.

What's more, the materials recorded in the Historical Encyclopedia are only added by later generations. Who knows if Tang Bohu has ever drawn these two pictures?

After all, not all of Tang Bohu's paintings are completely preserved and handed down.

Thoughts flashed by.

Liu Yan didn't think about it any more. At this time, the taxi had come to Zhuang Bo's house.

This is a low residential area, located on the edge of Xinghui City, which is much quieter than the urban area. The small yard where zhuangbo lives is also a quiet and elegant place.

It's just!

As soon as he got to the door, Liu Yan saw Zhuang Bo and a middle-aged man in Tang costume talking about a painting.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume is no other than Wu Jiuye.

Liu Yan's eyes shrunk slightly.

"Why is he here? Does he know zhuangbo? "

With a trace of doubt, Liu Yan went in.

"I'm coming, zhuangbo."

Zhuang Bo and Wu Jiuye turn to look at Liu Yan at the same time.

"Hahaha, Xiaoyan, you're here. Come and have a look. I've got a priceless treasure today. Let's enjoy it together." Zhuang Bo waved to Liu Yan happily.

Wu Jiuye also looked at Liu Yan slightly, but he didn't say much.

Liu Yan thought he had never met Mr. Wu Jiuye and went straight to Mr. Zhuang.

"Zhuangbo, what is the priceless treasure that makes you so happy?" Liu Yan asked with a smile.

"Look at this ancient painting. It's the real work of Tang Yin! And it's so well preserved. It's a rare treasure Zhuang Bo is excited.

Liu Yan was stunned.

The real work of Tang Yin?

It's interesting.

However, when Liu Yan's eyes fell on the genuine painting of Tang Yin, he could not help but shrink slightly.

Imitation painting?

No, who took a fake painting to pit zhuangbo?

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Yan, take a good look at this painting of Tang Yin's true work, the Phoenix's manner and the posture of birds' contention. It's really wonderful. It's like a paper like feeling."

Zhuangbo couldn't put down his love for this "authentic work of Tang Yin". Even when he touched it with his fingers, he was very careful for fear of any damage.

"Mr. Zhuang, if you like it, I can rest assured."

Wu Jiuye said with a smile.

He was just like a younger generation. He was very careful when he spoke in front of zhuangbo.

If he didn't know Mr. Wu Jiuye, Liu Yan would have thought that he was the younger generation of Zhuang Bo.

But who can think of it!

Wu Jiuye, one of the three giants of the underground world in Xinghui City, is so respectful in front of Zhuang Bo?

I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"Zhuang Bo, do you like Tang Bohu's paintings?" Liu Yan asked.

"Of course, my biggest hobby in my life is to collect Tang Yin's authentic works, besides looking at people's faces, fortune telling and Feng Shui." Zhuang Bo happy tunnel.

"But, zhuangbo, this painting in your hand is a fake." Liu Yan reminded.

Hearing this, Zhuang Bo and Wu Jiuye were both stunned.

Fake?

How is that possible?

Both of them cast their eyes on Liu Yan at the same time.

"Xiaoyan, you said Is this fake? " Asked Chuang Po with an incredulous face.

"Yes, how can it be false? I spent a lot of money to buy it from a collector. " Wu Jiuye also explained.

"It's a fake." Liu Yan must be authentic.

"No way." Wu Jiuye immediately denied, "little brother, you say it's fake, what certificate do you have?"

Liu Yan smiles.

"Because, the real picture of a hundred birds in front of a phoenix is in my hands."

"What?"

Both Zhuang Bo and Wu Jiuye were surprised.

"Xiaoyan, are you serious?" Asked Zhuang Bo.

Liu Yan nodded for sure.

Finally, he took the painting of a hundred birds in front of the Phoenix from zhuangbo's hand and pointed to some places above.

"Zhuang Bo, you can see that although the painting technique of this painting has the same artistic conception as Tang Bohu's, some parts of it are not handled properly."

"For example, this place is obviously painted with modern painting techniques, which did not exist in the Ming Dynasty."

"And here, it's even more bizarre."

With a smile, Liu Yan played hard with his fingers and suddenly popped a hole there.For a moment, Zhuang Bo and Wu Jiuye couldn't help but feel a pain.

If it's the real one, isn't it destroyed?

But without waiting for them to relax, Liu Yan took out a silk thread from there.

"What do you think this is, Zhuang Bo?"

Zhuang Bo and Wu Jiuye both came close to Liu Yan and looked at the silk thread carefully.

"This is What's the matter with you Zhuang Bodao.

"No, to be exact, it's cotton." Liu Yan must be authentic. He is proficient in modern painting techniques, as well as Tang Yin's painting techniques. Therefore, he is very clear that some of Tang Yin's painting techniques are difficult for modern painters to imitate that unique artistic conception, and can only be counterfeited by some modern technicians.

Among them, there is the use of cotton fiber, with antique technology to make old fold painting complex techniques.

"Zhuang Bo, the man who made this painting is a master at counterfeiting."

"In order to make the whole painting look real, it uses the unique means of antique imitation in modern painting technology."

"What a pity!"

"In the eyes of experts, you can judge whether it is true or not in less than ten minutes."

With that, Liu Yan threw the fake painting on the table.

Wu Jiuye expressed his apology to zhuangbo in a panic.

"Mr. Zhuang, this time I was cheated by that man. I mistakenly took a fake painting as an authentic one. I'm really sorry for you. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhuangbo waved his hand slightly, and there was no excitement on his face.

"Forget it, Xiao Yan also said that this painting can almost be confused with the real, you will make a mistake, no wonder you."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang."

Wu Jiuye was relieved.

At last, he threw his fist at Liu Yan and said, "thank you, little brother. If you didn't find out in time, I would be guilty this time."

"You're welcome, sir." Liu Yandao.

"Well, Wu Jiu, go back first. As for what you said, I'll consider it." Zhuangbo waved Wu Jiuye with interest.

“…… Yes

Although he was a little disappointed, he didn't dare to disobey. He didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. He immediately hugged his fist and turned to leave.

Liu Yan glanced at Wu Jiuye.

At the same time, I guess the identity of zhuangbo.

After all!

There are few people who can make such a big man as Wu Jiuye treat him so carefully.

Not even the other two underground giants.

But zhuangbo can!

This is enough to prove that zhuangbo's identity is not ordinary, not just a fortune teller.

"By the way, zhuangbo, is this painting from the man just now?" Liu Yan asked tentatively.

"Well." Zhuangbo nodded.

"He seems to be asking for something from you." Liu Yan said again.

"Hahaha, Xiaoyan, don't mention him. He is a man in the Jianghu and a troublemaker. You'd better not get involved."

Zhuang Bo smiles and doesn't want Liu Yan involved in right and wrong. "Now, I'll start to spread your feng shui skill."

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