It’s clear that this middle-aged man wants to embarrass Ye Fan.

After all, Ye Fan had just stolen the limelight, how could he endure it?

Facing the middle-aged man's provocation, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes stained with frost.

On the side, Liu Piaoxu frowned and whispered: "This mural looks quite dated. It should be from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. If you don't have enough confidence, it may be difficult to identify it."

After all, the mural is different from other murals. It only depicts the life of the owner without any brief introduction. Therefore, it is impossible to determine the identity of the owner based on this.

But Ye Fan smiled slightly, "The mural is the most direct evidence of the owner's life left after his death. Although there is no inscription on it, as long as you understand the history enough, you can find clues in the mural."

Looking at Ye Fan's confident smile, Liu Piaoxu became more and more confused. Could it really be possible to determine the specific identity of its owner from this mural? Isn't this too unrealistic?

Ye Fan slowly stood up and walked to the mural with light steps.

He looked up at the middle-aged man and smiled lightly: "If there is something wrong with this mural, I wonder if you can make amends to me? Although I am not a treasure appraiser, I am not something that your Antiques Association can manipulate at will.

"

The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, with a hint of gloom.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan would suddenly get angry.

He secretly glanced down, and out of the corner of his eye, Zheng Zhiyuan nodded to him.

After receiving Zheng Zhiyuan's affirmative reply, the middle-aged man suddenly felt confident.

"I wonder what compensation Mr. Ye wants?"

In his opinion, it doesn't matter even if he agrees to Ye Fan, after all, he is still very confident in this mural.

Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "If there is a problem with this mural, how about I ask you for two positions in the Antique Association?"

If you want to gain a foothold in Jiangcheng, the Antiques Association is an insurmountable existence.

Therefore, Ye Fan must take the Antiques Association into his own hands.

And this time, it is a rare opportunity.

"Two positions?"

The middle-aged man frowned. The price was too high. Although he had confidence in the mural, he did not dare to make the decision privately.

Instinctively, he wanted to see Zheng Zhiyuan, but he saw that Zheng Zhiyuan had already walked over slowly: "Since Mr. Ye values ​​the Antiques Association so much, we naturally have to satisfy Mr. Ye, what do you think?"

The middle-aged man nodded heavily: "What the president said is true. I also think Mr. Ye is very suitable for our Antiques Association."

After making the decision, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Fan, waiting for him to identify the mural.

At this time, Mr. Lei also walked forward slowly and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Both the painting techniques and the pigments used in this mural are not contemporary. As expected, this mural is authentic. How can you

Did you agree to Zheng Zhiyuan and the others so easily?"

If Ye Fan cannot identify that there is something wrong with this mural, then Zheng Zhiyuan and the others will definitely be put on the line, and then it will be Ye Fan who is embarrassed.

Moreover, with the personalities of these people from the Antique Association, they will inevitably use the topic to their advantage. When the time comes, they will bring endless trouble to Ye Fan.

Knowing that Mr. Lei was worried about him, Ye Fan smiled and did not answer Mr. Lei, but pointed to the mural.

"Judging from the clothing, headgear and other characteristics of the characters in this mural, the mural must belong to the Qing Dynasty, because people in the Qing Dynasty all had big braids and half-cut hair. Please take a look at one of the followers here, who is dressed like this."

Ye Fan went straight to the point without any hesitation.

Looking along his fingers, it was indeed as Ye Fan said, a follower with big braids and a bald head on the front half.

"Look at the decoration of this mount. It is engraved with a dragon pattern, a dragon tail with five claws, a symbol of the emperor. Moreover, this dragon is showing its teeth and claws, and is magnificent. It is also a characteristic of dragons that only existed in the Qing Dynasty."

In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, dragons were exclusive to the royal family. The difference was that the dragons in the Ming Dynasty were more slender, while the dragons in the Qing Dynasty were mighty and domineering. This was related to the nomadic origins of the rulers of the Qing Dynasty.

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It is domineering and heroic, so all dragon decorations in the Qing Dynasty were like this.

"Based on these two points, it can be judged that this is a picture of an emperor hunting. The protagonist in the picture has gray hair and beard. It can be judged that this person is over sixty years old. Looking at the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, most of them lived to be sixty years old.

There were only two people over 60 years old, Emperor Kangxi and Emperor Qianlong. However, after Emperor Kangxi turned sixty, his health was very poor and he could not ride a horse for hunting. Therefore, this painting is a hunting picture of Emperor Qianlong."

After a little bit of analysis and peeling off the skin, Ye Fan was able to analyze the owner of the mural based on just one painting. At this moment, Ye Fan's analysis shocked everyone, even Mr. Lei couldn't help but look shocked.

The eyes looking at Ye Fan were filled with admiration.

To achieve this, careful thinking alone is not enough; it also requires rich historical knowledge.

From these two aspects alone, it is enough to see how powerful Ye Fan is.

"Mr. Ye is indeed a leader in the antiques business. This analysis greatly admires us. However, this does not prove that there is something wrong with this mural. On the contrary, if Mr. Ye's appraisal is followed, the value of this mural is much higher.

"

Zheng Zhiyuan stepped forward, looked at Ye Fan and smiled.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan also sneered: "President Zheng, don't worry, I just analyzed it from this mural. Let's take a look at the details of this mural."

As he said that, Ye Fan took out one of the fragments.

"Everyone, please look at the side of this mural."

The fractures are uneven, but the traces of painting can still be clearly seen.

"Other than fractures, what else can you see here?"

The middle-aged man asked in confusion, with mockery in his words.

But Ye Fan shook his head and pointed at the break.

"If this mural is from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, then the dye must have soaked into the stone wall of the mural four hundred years ago, four hundred years ago. But you can see from this fracture that the dye has not soaked into it at all.

Covering the surface, it can be seen that the completion of this mural will not take too long."

Although the dye is thick, it is a liquid after all. When painting on a stone wall, it will inevitably soak into it.

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Mr. Lei was suddenly startled, walked quickly to the fragments, and examined them carefully.

"Sure enough, as Ye Fan said, there are no traces of dye infiltration in the broken areas of these gravel slabs. This is not in line with the characteristics of ancient murals."

Lei Laoman was shocked. He was worried about Ye Fan just now, but in just a few breaths, Ye Fan solved it perfectly.

"Perhaps, this is a special dye. Based on this alone, it would be too far-fetched to say that there is something wrong with this mural, right?"

The middle-aged man argued unwillingly.

Indeed, it is indeed far-fetched to judge the authenticity only based on whether the dye has been infiltrated into the stone wall.

Looking at the middle-aged man's gloomy gaze, Ye Fan curled his lips and smiled.
Chapter completed!