The man saw Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen staring at the painting in silence for a long time, and he asked anxiously.
"Is this painting authentic?" This is his only hope. If the calligraphy and painting are not valuable, the child will really be hopeless.
Gu Nan raised his eyes and looked at the man.
"Uncle, do you know how many generations this painting has been passed down?"
The man recalled it carefully for a while: "My father told me that my great-great-grandfather left it to my grandfather. After my grandfather passed away, it was passed to my father. It has been passed to my hands for four generations."
Gu Nan calculated in his mind that the uncle was over fifty years old. If extrapolated upward, his great-great-grandfather should be around one hundred and twenty years old. Even if it is a forgery, it has existed for at least one hundred and twenty years.
"What do you think?" Gu Nanyi looked at Fu Yunchen.
Fu Yunchen said: "This painting should be "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors" by Wang Chongwen. I have seen a description of this painting in "The Biography of Wang Chongwen", but Wang Chongwen gave this painting to a fellow traveler in Huangshan.
That mysterious friend did not leave his name in history, and no one except Wang Chongwen knew his identity. Since then, the whereabouts of the painting "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors" has been unknown for more than 500 years."
Wang Chongwen was an outstanding politician, military strategist, poet, and painter in the late Song Dynasty. His art of war and many poetry collections have been handed down, but his paintings are extremely rare. Currently, there is only one known piece, "Misty Rain in the Xiangjiang River", which remains to this day.
Still preserved in the National Museum.
If the painting "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors" in front of you is authentic, it will be a big event that shocks the antique circle.
Because "Huangshan Welcomes Guests" only exists in the description of "Wang Chongwen's Biography". This paragraph tells that he traveled to Huangshan with his friends. When he saw his friends boating on the lake, he was inspired to create this work. The friend was very fond of this painting.
Satisfied, Wang Chongwen readily gave the painting to his friend.
In other words, Wang Chongwen indeed created such a painting, but no one has ever seen it except him and his good friend, so there should be very few fakes of this painting.
Gu Nan stared at the lone figure on the boating lake with his deep eyes, his eyes dark and unpredictable.
After thinking for a long time, she raised her head and looked at Fu Yunchen, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
Anyone who can recognize the painting "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors" must first be familiar with history books and have a deep understanding of Wang Chongwen. Fu Yunchen is worthy of being the number one scholar in the country.
"Do you think this painting is authentic?"
Fu Yunchen shook his head: "I'm not a professional, but judging from the paper, the seal and the inscription, it doesn't look like a forgery, but the framing doesn't seem to be from the Song Dynasty."
Gu Nan nodded: "The paper and silk are made of the typical double silk silk of the Song Dynasty. The warp thread is a group of two silk threads, and there is a gap of one silk thread between the two silk threads. The weft thread is a single silk thread, which is typical of Song Dynasty silk.
It is characterized by its delicate and white color. Looking at the inscribed seal, seals in the Song Dynasty were mostly made of copper and jade, and Wang Chongwen was famous for his love of collecting jade. This jade seal also fits his characteristics. Look at the inscription, handwriting and
The inscription and postscript of the painting "Misty Rain on the Xiangjiang River" in the museum are very similar, so judging from the calligraphy and painting alone, there is no doubt that it is the original work of Wang Chongwen."
Fu Yunchen's deep gaze fell on the girl in front of him.
She stood in front of the table, her head slightly lowered and staring intently at the painting on the table. Her slender goose neck exposed a section of fair skin, her long black hair was tied up by a light blue ribbon, and there were two leaves on both sides of her forehead.
With two strands of broken hair, she half-covered her dark, cold eyes.
The cheongsam seemed to weaken the coldness around her, adding a touch of gentleness and intellectuality, which was extremely beautiful.
Fu Yunchen's long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the expression in his eyes.
Asked his doubts: "The framed scroll has light cyan silk on the scroll and tooth-colored silk on the side. This mounting seems to be the style of the early Qing court."
Gu Nan raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yunchen: "The old bottle is replaced with new wine. The calligraphy and painting are from the Song Dynasty. This mounting should have been brought into the palace in the early Qing Dynasty and processed a lot."
After finishing his words, Gu Nan looked towards the uncle.
Someone in this uncle's ancestors must have been in the Qing Palace, maybe a nobleman in the palace, or someone who worked as a servant in the palace. The era is too long, so there is no need to delve deeper.
The uncle on the side had been listening carefully to the conversation between Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen, but his cultural level was limited and he didn't understand much of what they were talking about.
However, he heard Gu Nanyi say that this painting was painted by a man named Wang Chongwen, so this painting should be authentic.
The uncle asked the question he wanted to know most: "Little girl, is this painting of mine valuable?"
Gu Nan nodded: "If it is an authentic work by Wang Chongwen, although there are traces of post-processing, the picture is generally well preserved. In addition, few of Wang Chongwen's paintings have been handed down. This painting can be sold for at least 10 million.
up and down."
This is just a conservative estimate.
When the man heard the amount, his pupils dilated and he froze in shock.
Ten million?
He was a farmer who supported his family by farming and doing odd jobs. He could not save as much as he could in a lifetime of frugality.
Suddenly telling him that he could get 10 million, it was like the feeling after winning a big prize, it exploded.
After getting excited, the man forced himself to calm down.
The two people in front of me look too young. Can their identification be taken seriously?
Let’s see what Master Fan Zenghong says when we meet him.
By chance, the staff at the door knocked on the door.
"Master Jiu, Master Fan Zenghong has arrived."
The man's eyes lit up.
Gu Nan glanced at the man and instantly understood what he was thinking at the moment.
It was normal for him not to believe her appraisal. He heard that Fan Zenghong was the Beidou in the domestic treasure appraising world. Now she was also interested in hearing what Fan Zenghong had to say.
"Uncle, you can go to Master Fan Zenghong now. If you want to sell this painting, you can come to us."
The man nodded with a smile, put away the painting, thanked Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen again, stood up, hugged his bag and hurried out.
*
In the hall of Shun Yuanju, a man wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit was walking towards him surrounded by a group of people. The man was about sixty years old. His shoulder-length hair was tied into a low ponytail with a black rubber band. There was a hand in his hand.
Holding a folding fan, the whole person has a literary and artistic atmosphere.
Next to him was a young girl wearing a blue cheongsam. The girl had her hair in a high bun with a beaded flower on the side of her hair. Her whole person exuded a classical beauty with oriental charm.
"Uncle Fan, please give me some good calligraphy and painting later."
"Haha, don't worry, Miss Yueshan, because of your filial piety towards Mr. Huangfu, I will also help you with this."
Huangfu Yueshan said with gratitude: "Then I will thank you in advance."
"It's easy to say, we are all acquaintances."
The guests on the side greeted Fan Zenghong one after another.
"Hello, Master Fan, I have a late Qing Dynasty pastel vase in my hand. Can you help me?"
"Master Fan, look here. I have an ancient jade passed down from my ancestors, an antique from the Warring States period. Could you please show it to me?"