(Today, there are still four updates, this is the first update. 12 o'clock, 15 o'clock, and 17 o'clock have three updates)

Huang Gongwang was a famous painter in the Yuan Dynasty and a legendary figure. It is said that he started to create landscape paintings at around fifty years old. He was also a calligrapher of his own school of creation. He is known as the "Crown of the Four Yuan Schools". His brushwork is vigorous and ancient, outlining, unrestrained, and unrestrained. The mountains and rivers are elegant, round and vigorous, and fully express his temperament. The pictures are as thick and thin as the objects are simple and concise.

Jiang Hao still remembers Huang Gongwang very vividly. What he knows and knows are all seen from antique books. The reason why he remembers so clearly is that Huang Gongwang's calligraphy and paintings are very popular among collectors in the auction hall. Each landscape painting that exists at least 70 million yuan, and costs 20 to 30 million yuan, which is a hot product in the auction hall.

"Jiang Yuan, come check and check it."

Jiang Zhongshanzai carefully studied the painting and looked at each inch of the painting very carefully. He reluctantly turned his eyes away from the painting, and put a magnifying glass at Jiang Yuan beside him, and he had made a rough judgment in his heart.

"I'll take a look."

Jiang Yuan's displeasure immediately calmed down, bent down and looked carefully at every inch of the scroll, moving up rigorously, for fear of missing some details.

Although Jiang Yuan was unwilling to admit it, the scroll was obviously a work by Huang Gongwang in terms of the use of the scroll paper and the outline of the strokes, without any flaws. However, her eyesight was not enough to determine the authenticity, and she was still a little unsure for a while.

"how's it going?"

Song Hualiang's arm holding the painting was a little sad, his tone was a little impatient, but he did not directly urge him. Antique appraisal is a technical job, and everyone's appraisal methods are different, and it is really not easy to handle in a short period of time.

Moreover, the paintings are priceless. If it were him, he would also carefully check the rules of buying and selling antiques. Once the transaction is successful, even if it is a pity, he can only blame his lack of eyesight and admits that he is unlucky. No wonder others sell fake paintings. This requires the appraiser to be more meticulous and serious.

Jiang Yuan signaled Ningbo, and Ningbo took out a tester from his arms. Jiang Yuan held the tester in his hand and fell down from the top, sliding little by little, his agile eyes did not blink, staring at the screen of the instrument with concentration, not daring to carry it at all.

Didi!

The tester kept making short tweets, and the test data on the tester kept beating, and the various beating data remained in the same position without much change.

"SkyrayX fluorescence spectrometer?"

Jiang Hao recognized the instrument in Jiang Yuan's hand at a glance. This scientific measurement method that relies on spectroscopy as the standard is a more scientific way of judgment, but he did not expect to see it here.

However, compared with the data analysis of SkyrayX fluorescence spectrometer, Jiang Hao still believes in the identification technique of God's right hand. After uninterrupted identification of porcelain, Jiang Hao also appreciated the magic of the identification technique a lot.

The instrument may make mistakes, and his God's identification technique will never make mistakes.

"Have you decided it all, little sister Jiang Yuan?"

Song Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked gentle and flushed at Jiang Yuan, who looked a little flushed after the test. He asked casually, but his eyes greedily looked at Jiang Yuan's snow-white neck, and some parts were already standing up uneasy.

"Each item of data is the same as the established data."

Jiang Yuan let out a long breath, and his tight and serious face returned to normal. All the data were normal, but he was very uneasy. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for a moment. This strange emotion was something she had never encountered before.

"This painting has always been in the most tightly kept safe. Unless it is encountered in an exhibition, few people will generally see it." Song Hualiang raised his nostrils and said proudly.

"Give it."

Song Fei nodded signally at a bodyguard behind him in a good manner.

The bodyguard immediately respectfully visited a brocade box at the teahouse. Song Hualiang slowly opened the brocade box and took out a thick stack of photos and various materials from it.

"This is the appraisal book of Wen Lichen's appraisal master and his photo. This is the auction record of the largest auction house Jinyuanlong Auction House. This is this painting. A photo of a foreign curator and a painting during a foreign exhibition. This is the authenticity book of the appraisal agency of the Chinese appraisal agency..."

As if in order to be more convincing, Song Hualiang carefully placed the information and photos in the brocade box one by one on the table. He has always loved this painting very much, and there is no doubt that it is true or false. If it wasn't for the Jiang family's turn to hold a porcelain jade competition, he would definitely not have taken it out for auction in order to demonstrate his unity.

"There is actually a personal appraisal by Wen Lichen's appraisal master..."

The old man from Jiang Zhongshan squinted his eyes and smiled, but never gave a specific judgment on the authenticity of the information. He had no interest in understanding the authenticity of all the information in his hands. It was impossible for him to make a hasty judgment based on a few photos of the ancient paintings worth 700,000 to take a few photos of the information, and he still believed that he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, he saw Song Hualiang's impatientness and knew that Song Hualiang was more opposed to selling this painting. He could not continue to refuse and had to reply as soon as possible. He couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's talent in appraisal, coupled with his personal guidance and continuous training and beating, he has the ability to determine the authenticity of the painting.

"Ahem..."

Seeing that everything seemed to be settled, and looking at the expression of the old man Jiang Zhongshan, it seemed that he had already concluded that the painting was genuine. Jiang Hao touched his throat with his hand and coughed violently several times in pretending to be uncomfortable. He was attracting Jiang Yuan's attention. Only when Jiang Yuan's consent could he have the opportunity to touch the ancient painting, so that he could perform the appraisal technique and conduct the appraisal.

"Are you sick?"

Jiang Hao's coughing drew Song Fei's gaze. Song Fei's mouth curled a sneer, and the flame of revenge that was suppressed in his heart was re-engaged by Jiang Hao, and he snorted coldly: A bodyguard from the Jiang family dared to play with me as a big-tailed wolf. If you really don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how many eyes Mr. Ma has!

Jiang Yuan was attracted by Jiang Hao's cough, turned his head and looked at Jiang Hao who looked bored in the room. His flexible eyes lit up, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gently spitted his pink little tongue at Jiang Hao, how could he forget the most powerful appraiser?

"I want our people to identify it again."

Jiang Yuan smiled sweetly at Song Hualiang, his voice as if it was as clear and lively as the sound of a jade-falling bead plate. It was as crisp and lively as if it had some attractive magic.

"Who will let you identify?" Jiang Zhongshan was stunned, turned his head and looked behind him. There seemed to be a bodyguard dressed in black, and no one else asked curiously: "If you hire other appraisers, please come in."

"Jiang Hao, come here!" Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Hao with a smile, his eyes bent into crescent shape, and he hooked his fingers like a coquettish act, shouting Jiang Hao to come forward to identify.

An electric current flowed through Jiang Hao's body. The pure and beautiful little girl was so fierce that she was irresistible. She loosened her tight tie and sat next to Jiang Yuan very consciously, saying reluctantly: "I'll help you little girl once."

"Is this?" Jiang Zhongshan glanced at Jiang Hao, who was less than 20 years old, and felt that his eyebrows and face were very familiar. He looked at Jiang Yuan calmly: "Is this the appraiser you invited?"

"Not bad." Jiang Yuan nodded obediently, gave Jiang Zhongshan a positive look, and introduced enthusiastically: "Jiang Hao is Aunt Lan's son, but the appraisal technology is really amazing."

"Oh!" Jiang Zhongshan suddenly realized that no wonder his eyebrows were very familiar with his face. But isn't Jiang Hao a high school student? How could he know how to identify the appraisal? However, seeing Jiang Yuan's swearing recommendation, he was completely confused. He understood Jiang Yuan's temperament. Although he sometimes liked to play tricks, he always treated it carefully and seriously in appraisal. Does Jiang Hao in front of him really understand the appraisal? He couldn't accept this fact, but he still decided to follow Jiang Yuan's advice half-believingly.

"What's going on?" Ningbo's face changed, and he kept winking at Jiang Hao who was arrogant. This kind of scene was not something that a high school student could get involved, but his persuasion was directly ignored by Jiang Hao.

"Take the painting."

Jiang Hao looked idle and reached out to touch the scroll, but found that all the bodyguards behind Song Hualiang moved forward one step at the same time, staring nervously, ready to deal with possible crises at any time.

"If the Jiang family can't afford to hire an appraiser, we can pay to help hire someone. A bodyguard knows appraisal skills. Lao Jiang, aren't you kidding me? Why do I feel that you are a little perfunctory? If you really don't want to trade, we can leave immediately." Song Hualiang's face darkened. Which appraiser has not accumulated decades of experience and has been through countless collections, so he will come out to be an appraiser.

He didn't believe that a bodyguard under 20 years old also knew how to appreciate it. In his opinion, the young man in front of him did not even have the qualifications to touch the painting!

"It won't be like this after identification." Jiang Hao glanced at Song Hualiang, and thought to himself: "Damn it, you can get pregnant by touching it. What a stingy person."

"How can it be?" Song Fei snorted coldly, without any concealing the contempt in his eyes, and swept up and down with contempt and down Jiang Hao, who was wearing bodyguard clothes, and sneered, "If you lose a little, as you are, you can't afford to make money for your whole life."

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to someone of your quality if you ask me to appraise it." Jiang Hao curled his lips indifferently, sat upright on the chair calmly, looking like a paranormal.

"Who do you think you are!" Song Fei's chest was so angry that he was so angry that he was undulating by Jiang Hao's proud attitude. If he hadn't been in the guild, he would have found someone to immediately destroy the arrogant and self-righteous guy on the other side.

"I don't think we need to stay any longer." Song Hualiang glared at Jiang Hao who was content with angrily, and got up and was about to leave directly.

"If there is no problem with Jiang Hao's appraisal, we will pay for settlement immediately." Seeing that something is wrong, Jiang Yuan simply made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said the conditions for the appraisal.

"It's up to Jiang Yuan's request." Jiang Zhongshan hurriedly patted Song Hualiang's slightly trembling shoulders with comfort. Anyway, the painting identification was real, so let Jiang Yuan's temperament be the first time.

"Okay, I'll give you five minutes." Zhang Hualiang's face kept changing, but remembered that he came to hold the porcelain jade competition this time, and it would be bad if he was hurt and he agreed to compromise.

"Three seconds is enough." Jiang Hao touched the ancient painting with his hand and left directly, saying casually: "The identification has been completed." Despite the touch, the identification has been successfully completed. The improvement of proficiency has made his identification rapidly improve. Three seconds of contact is enough to identify the authenticity of the painting.
Chapter completed!