C75 The Old Men Were Enlightened
C75 The Old Men Were Enlightened
"That's right, you're right, hahaha..." Old Master Ann was happy and laughed excitedly. He was in a very good mood.
The other old men were slightly stunned. They looked at Jiang Nan solemnly.
"Hahaha... lad, then take a look at this painting. Is it the real work of Zheng Bahnqiao?" old master smiled happily and said, "We are all troubled by this question."
"Elder Ann." Jiang Nan did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Even if this painting is the real work of Zheng Bahnqiao, it is not very expensive. For ordinary people, a few million yuan is a large sum of money, but it is nothing to you."
"lad, this is not a question of money." Old Master Ann said, "As a collector, " We want to seek the truth. As you can see, these old friends of mine... Every one of them has a certain amount of reputation in the antique industry. Their ability to differentiate between antiques can't be said to be at the top. However, they were not mediocre people either. Regarding this painting, the few of us together were unable to distinguish whether it was real or fake. "That's why I invited you over..."
This time, the other elders also nodded in agreement.
"That's the reason."
Jiang Nan nodded. They understood that they did not ask for money. They just wanted to find out the authenticity of the painting.
Jiang Nan thought for a moment and understood. What troubled these few old men was that some parts of this painting seemed to have been drawn by Zheng Bahnqiao, and some parts didn't seem to have been drawn by him. After all, Zheng Bahnqiao had participated in the painting, but this painting had been completed by him and his students.
Of course, this was Jiang Nan's own idea. He had to prove it, so he quietly threw out a test.
"What troubled them was that some parts of this painting seemed to be the real work of Zheng Bahnqiao. Some parts were not his real work, but they looked very similar."
The next moment.
The data before his eyes flashed... 100%.
That was exactly the case.
"The handwriting on this painting seems to be the real work of Zheng Bahnqiao, but the bamboo stone is not?"
"100%."
Sure enough.
The bamboo stone was drawn by Zheng Bahnqiao's student. It should be very similar to the one Zheng Bahnqiao drew. This was also the reason why the elders were confused.
Jiang Nan easily understood this point.
Old Master Ann saw that Jiang Nan did not answer immediately and was silent, so he asked tentatively again, "Little Brother Jiang, Is this painting not the real Zheng Bahnqiao, but a fake?"
"How should I say it..." Jiang Nan pretended to be considering his words. He said later, "It is not a fake. It is indeed a fake, but..."
Speaking up to this point, Jiang Nan wanted to say something but stopped himself.
This made Old Master Ann, the few elders, and Angie stare at Jiang Nan closely, looking forward to the following words.
Even Old Master Ann impatiently asked, "lad, but what?"
"But only a portion of this painting is Zheng Bahnqiao's real work. A portion is not. "
Everyone was shocked.
"A portion of this painting is a real one, and a portion isn't a real one?"
"lad, tell me in detail." Old Master Ann said impatiently.
Jiang Nan pointed at the words on the painting and said, "This poem... It was written by Zheng Bahnqiao, Old sir, but the bamboo stone was not drawn by Zheng Bahnqiao himself. It was drawn by a student of his. Old sir Zheng Bahnqiao was only drawing a poem, which meant... This painting is completed with the combined strength of the two of them. "
So that's what happened... "
... "" Oh, I understand, I finally understand... "
As soon as Jiang Nan finished his words, the few old men suddenly felt enlightened and sighed.
"So that's how it is. No wonder. I saw the handwriting. It was clearly the authentic work of Zheng Bahnqiao. The style of this painting was very similar to Zheng Bahnqiao's style, but it lacked some charm. It was not done by Master Zheng at all. So that's what happened..."
It was very obvious. Because of Jiang Nan's words, their confusion was solved.
As they sighed, the few old men looked at Jiang Nan with complicated expressions. Their doubts about him had disappeared, and in their place, they were full of admiration.
Jiang Nan was able to see through the mystery of the painting with a single glance. This level of recognition was still shocking to the few of them.
They finally understood that although this young man was dressed in such vulgar and ordinary clothes, his knowledge was extraordinary.