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Before I got off work, the angry mother Li went home and lay down on the bed. Seeing Li Yi coming in with a smile, she was still holding the painting in her hand, she couldn't help but say angrily:

"Why haven't you thrown it away yet?"

"Mom, I didn't look carefully just now. Later, when I was about to throw it away, I found a little secret. This painting is probably really a treasure!"

"real?"

Li's mother jumped out of bed, and she was so agile that she didn't look like an old lady in her fifties. So she and Li Yi were stunned. Is this the mother who shouted pain every day and had to move for a long time when climbing the fourth floor?

"Let's not talk about this for now. Tell me about it. So many people haven't seen it. Where did you see that this painting is a treasure?"

Li Yi opens the painting,

"Everyone read this painting correctly. It's a print from the Republic of China, not a treasure. But there is another mystery behind this painting. Come on, you can touch it first, what does it feel like?"

"It feels like the paper is thicker, but it's a bit thicker... Was the paper so thick at that time?"

Li Yi couldn't help but reach out to give his mother thirty-two praises. If there was a non-professional person standing next to the shopkeepers when they were looking at this painting, they would probably have discovered the clues long ago. Because these people probably didn't know how to frame them, they wouldn't have fallen into this misunderstanding of thinking. Once they have doubts and look carefully, the secret of the painting will be hidden.

"The printed paper is thicker than ordinary paper, but it is not much thicker. This painting is so thick because of the reason for mounting, and the person who framed it put another layer of paper behind the painting. So the question is, first, this is just a very common and ordinary print on the market. Is it necessary to frame it? The answer is very obvious, no. Then the second question is..."

After a while, my mother nodded in agreement, but then asked another question: Since you can find that this painting should not be framed, why can't others find it?

Li Yi couldn't help but liked his mother again. Now he was finally sure. He did not need to work hard when he was in school but was always so good, and he definitely inherited it from his mother!

"This is another misunderstanding of thinking. Because those who see this painting are all modern people. They think that those who own it may not understand ancient paintings very well. They think that it is from the Republic of China, so they use it for mounting. In other words, they actually judged the wrong age of mounting!"

Now my mother finally understood and became excited.

"What you mean is that there is probably a painting or a character hidden here? Then, since it can be hidden so carefully, then this painting or character must be valuable? Right?"

"Bingo! All in!"

"Then let's open it!"

Li Yi means to wait for her father to get off work together, otherwise the old man will not be able to see your wise side? My mother nodded happily. Then Li Yi saw her pick up her cell phone and called her with a phone call.

Ten minutes later, Li's father arrived home and kept complaining when he entered the door.

"What a mysterious thing to do? I can't wait to get off work in an hour and a half, so I have to ask me to take a leave!"

"What's the best thing to do in that broken class? Come here and have good things for you!"

Li Mom pointed to Guanyin statue and said something Li Yi had just said, and Dad Li was stunned, then reached out and touched Li Mom's forehead.

"You don't have a fever, right? What's the logic? Is there any problem with the framed thicker? I think you're crazy about money, right?"

Li's mother was almost madly angry. She grabbed the pillow and hit the old man twice. Fortunately, Li Yi shouted "I've started the treasure search operation", otherwise Li's father would have no life to have a meal today!

Li Yi used a paper cutter to cut off one end of the scroll first, then touched it down little by little along the picture, and it felt like it was almost thick. There was no way, so he could only destroy it little by little.

After the damage, I found that the painting was indeed three layers, but the person who mounted it was very cunning, afraid that people would find different thicknesses, so I filled in white paper in the area where the size of the painting was less than the size. No wonder it was the same thickness just now from the beginning to the end.

It is natural and simple to find the head. After a while, Li Yi took out the painting and looked at the signature first. There were three seals in total, "Bitty Gua Monk", "Bingxue Wu's Predecessor", and "Shi Tao". Now it was Li Yi's turn to scratch his head. It was Zhang Daqian, so why did Shi Tao pop up again?

"Who is Shitao? How much is his painting worth?"

Li Yi was still struggling with the questions of Zhang Daqian and Shi Tao and answered casually:

"Shi Tao seems to be a great painter in the Qing Dynasty. It is said that he has a high status in the history of Chinese painting. His painting... I know one, which seemed to have been sold for more than 40 million at that time!"

"More than 40 million!"

The voices of Li Mom and Li Dad were trembling. After a while, Li Mom said in a trembling voice:

"Xiao Yi, this is too valuable. Why don't we send it to the hospital?"

Li Yi smiled bitterly, my mother is so kind! She was so angry just now, but now she heard that the painting is so valuable, but she has to pay it back to others!

"This is more than 40 million! Are you sure?"

"Confirm...well, not sure? What are you talking about, old man?"

"I listen to my son."

"Mom, dad, it's impossible to go back. You don't understand this. This is the rule!"

Dad Li looked at the picture in obsessively and said leisurely:

"I don't think the painting is so good? How can it be worth more than 40 million? But the painting is really well preserved..."

A flash of lightning flashed across Li Yi's heart. Oh no, I forgot that. This kind of thing from decades ago had just been taken out to contact the air. If it was not processed, it would soon break down!

What to do? What to do? Find a framer? If someone changes it or breaks it, he will cry without any place. Then... his eyes lit up and he looks for Mr. Hu!

He quickly picked up the phone and dialed it in. After saying this, Mr. Hu was also anxious.

"Don't come to me, I can't frame and have no tools. I'll give you an address. Go quickly and see you there."

Li Yi carefully put the painting in the cardboard found by his mother and ran downstairs. Li Mom was worried and asked Li Dad to follow him to drive the car. In the car, Li Yi told his father the address he received. Thirty minutes later, at the entrance of an exclusive courtyard in Baihenan, Li Yi took the painting out of the car.

When the car rang, the door opened. Mr. Hu and another old man with white hair stood together to welcome the father and son.

"Quick, don't say anything, take the painting first!"

Several people hurried into a room in the west wing. There was also a big wooden case here, which was smaller than the one Li Yi saw in Hu Jinquan, but the layout was similar.

"Lao Zhou, how about it?"

"It's okay. This painting has been processed before and has been carefully preserved. I'll do it again. But just in case, I'll still have to frame it as soon as possible."

Several people watched Mr. Zhou brush a layer of solution that had been prepared long ago, and then Mr. Zhou and Mr. Hu gathered together to read the painting.

"Did you bring the Guanyin picture?"

"Take it."

Li Yi put the broken Guanyin picture on the wooden table.

Mr. Zhou carefully checked for a while, then picked up a piece of shredded paper and put it in his mouth to taste it, and then said:

"From the craftsmanship, glue formula and paper situation, it should be framed 40 years later and 49 years ago. Lao Hu, what do you think of this painting?"

Mr. Hu smiled bitterly and said:

"I have no research on this, I just think this painting is pretty good. As for whether it is Shi Tao's original work, I'm a little unsure."

Old Zhou nodded and said:

"Judging from the paper and mounting time of this painting, I think this is a Zhang Daqian's imitation! Everyone knows that Zhang Daqian is a top-notch master in imitation of antique calligraphy and painting. When he became famous in the first place, people were surprised not by his paintings, but by his vivid works that he copied Shi Tao, almost exactly the same as the original ones."

Li’s father was stunned. Zhang Daqian had heard of it, but Mr. Zhou said that this painting was a imitation, and the imitation was a fake painting. In other words, this painting was worthless?
Chapter completed!