Su Hua's fingers on her left hand underwent rehabilitation for two months.
My flexibility was almost restored and I returned to Gubaozhai.
As soon as you enter the door.
I saw Cui Shousheng, the treasure appraiser in the store, holding an oversized magnifying glass and looking at an ancient painting on the counter carefully to check its authenticity.
When Su Hua passed by, she glanced at it casually.
It is Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo painting.
When she was practicing calligraphy since she was young, the first thing she copied was Zheng Banqiao's Ink Bamboo. At a glance, she could see that it was almost the same.
Cui Shousheng pushed up the glasses on his nose and asked the painting seller: "How much do you plan to sell it for?"
The person selling the painting was a middle-aged man in poor clothes, with his hands in his sleeves and his shoulders hunched, saying: "This is Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo painting. It was handed down from our ancestors. I don't want to sell it unless I have to. I
I asked about the auction prices in previous years, and they all started at 30 million."
The implication is that it cannot be much lower than this price.
Tens of millions is not a small number.
Cui Shousheng squinted his eyes, looked at the painting carefully for a few more times, and asked, "Why don't you take it to the auction house for auction?"
The middle-aged man selling the painting rubbed his nose and said, "I'm in a hurry for money. I'll go to the auction house to bid. I have to wait, and I can't afford to wait. If I sell it to you, it doesn't matter if the price is lower, as long as I pay you quickly."
Cui Shousheng smacked his lips and said, "We can't afford such a high price."
The painting seller hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, please give me a price. I'll sell it if the price is right. It's easy to discuss."
Su Hua suddenly stopped.
From a distance, I took another look at the painting.
Cui Shousheng saw her expression was different and said, "Xiao Su, come here quickly and take a look at this painting."
Su Hua fell back.
Putting on the special white gloves provided by the store, he picked up the painting from the counter and examined it carefully.
On the painting, the bamboos are arranged in a well-proportioned manner. The bamboo poles are thin but full of strength. The bamboo leaves are picked out with a hard brush and appear to be the strokes of the official script. The bamboo trunks are also swaying like the brushwork of the seal script.
It is indeed an authentic product of Zheng Banqiao.
But Su Hua always felt something was not right.
She couldn't tell exactly what was wrong at the moment.
It's a kind of intuition that develops over time after being exposed to it too much.
She raised her head and asked Cui Shousheng: "Have you tested it with an instrument?"
Cui Shousheng nodded, "I have tested it. The year of the paper and ink are correct. The style of painting and the seal on it are also correct. It is definitely authentic."
He was unable to make up his mind because the price was too high and he had to be cautious.
Su Hua took the magnifying glass from his hand and looked at the painting carefully. The more she looked at it, the more solemn her expression became.
She closed the painting and winked at Cui Shousheng.
Cui Shousheng understood, returned the painting to the seller, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, we can't understand your painting."
I don’t understand, it’s an antique jargon, which means the painting is fake.
The painting seller became anxious when he heard this, "You have also tested my painting with instruments. The paper and ink are from the Qing Dynasty, and the seal on it is also genuine. Why can't you understand it?"
Cui Shousheng couldn't explain why.
He believed the painting was authentic.
When the painting seller saw him like this, he got excited and sat down on a chair. He changed his timid look and changed into a scoundrel look, saying: "This painting was handed down from my ancestors. You must buy it today."
Give me an explanation, otherwise I won't leave."
If the store has been open for a long time, you will meet all kinds of people.
It's not uncommon for people to cheat like this.
In the past, Cui Shousheng would have dismissed him with just a few words.
But he really couldn't find any fault with this painting, so he had no choice but to look at Su Hua for help.
The clerk in the store also looked towards Su Hua.
In full view of everyone, Su Hua walked up to the painting seller, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.
When the painting seller heard this, his expression suddenly changed, he rolled up the painting and walked away in despair.
After they walked away, Cui Shousheng asked Su Hua curiously: "Xiao Su, what did you say to him? What is the problem with that painting?"
Su Hua smiled elegantly and said, "That painting is hidden."
Ancient paintings, especially calligraphy and paintings by ancient celebrities, are extremely expensive, often costing millions or even hundreds of millions.
In the face of huge profits, there are bound to be desperate people who take risks.
A skilled restorer of ancient paintings can peel off one painting into two or three pieces to make huge profits.
The most powerful ones can even be revealed into five or six paintings, and there is even a legend that one painting can be revealed nine times. However, there are very few paintings that meet the conditions, and the risk is very high. If you are not careful, the entire painting will be destroyed.
Cui Shousheng's face darkened when he heard this, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Fortunately, Su Hua arrived in time, otherwise he would have made a mistake.
If you accept the paintings worth tens of millions, you will lose everything.
The key is that he won't be able to mess around in this industry in the future.
When Su Hua first came here, there was something he didn't understand about the young master. After discussing it with her, he was quite unconvinced.
At the moment, he can't bear it anymore.
Cui Shousheng shrunk his shoulders and asked, "How did you see that?"
Su Hua smiled.
Although the paper, ink and seal on the painting are all real, if you look closely, you will see that there are very small burrs on it that have not been treated well.
However, she did not say anything, and simply wrote lightly: "Intuition. I have been dealing with ancient calligraphy and painting since I was a few years old. Although I am young, I have been in the industry for almost twenty years. At first glance, I felt something was wrong. After a closer look, something was indeed wrong.
"
When she first came here, she said the same thing.
At that time, Cui Shousheng only thought she was bragging, but now he thinks she is being self-effacing.
His attainments in ancient calligraphy and painting are simply better than his, and he cannot accept them.
Cui Shousheng's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. He lowered his head and glanced at Su Hua's hand. His tone was concerned and a little flattering, and he said, "Teacher Su, how is your hand recovering? I know a very famous man.
Would you like to introduce the acupuncturist to you?"
Everyone was stunned.
Cui Shousheng is the oldest in the store. He relies on his ability to appraise treasures and is usually very aloof.
Even Shen Huai, the young master, had to respect him and call him "Mr. Cui" in a polite manner.
Now he has changed his name to call Su Hua, who is only 23 years old, Teacher Su.
Su Hua was also slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Mr. Cui, you should call me Xiao Su."
Cui Shousheng waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I will call you Teacher Su from now on. If you hadn't glanced at me just now, I would have made a mistake."
That’s tens of millions of paintings.
Call me Teacher Su, he thinks it’s worth it.
Su Hua said nothing more, smiled, took off her gloves, and went upstairs.
I injured my hand and took nearly three months off to accumulate some work.
However, the restoration of ancient calligraphy and paintings is a delicate and conscientious work. It cannot be rushed, let alone rushed.
After closing the door, she flexed her fingers and started working.
She was busy until noon, when she picked up her phone and glanced at it. There were two missed calls on it.
Because you can’t be distracted when working, your cell phone is usually on silent mode.
She called back the number.
It was a call from the photo studio, saying that their wedding photos were ready and they wanted to pick them up.
In the afternoon, Su Hua asked the driver to drive and take her to the photo studio to pick up wedding photos.
When I was shooting, because I was getting divorced, I only took one set of clothes, enlarged one picture, and made a photo album, which she wanted to take away.
Now I feel a little regretful that I didn’t take more pictures of the outfits.
Su Hua is particularly satisfied with the wedding photos.
Both of them are very photogenic, they look like a talented couple, a match made in heaven.
The driver helped carry the huge wedding photos into the car.
Su Hua got in the car and sat down, then called Gu Beixian and said, "I got the wedding photos. I like them very much and want to treat you to dinner. When will you be finished?"
Gu Beixian smiled lightly, "I'm inspecting the progress at the construction site, so I'll be a little late."
Su Hua asked: "Which construction site? I will pick you up."
Gu Beixian said in a teasing tone, "Classmate Su Hua, you are a bit clingy."
Su Hua smiled, "I'm just clinging to you, so what do you do?"
Gu Beixian smiled deeply, "At the construction site at Binjiang Pearl, you tell the driver and he knows."
"Okay, see you later."
Forty minutes later.
The driver drove Su Hua to the building in Binjiang Pearl.
After getting out of the car, she saw at a glance that the extended limited edition luxury car parked at the entrance of the construction site belonged to Gu Beixian.
Su Hua took out her cell phone and called him.
Just as I was about to dial the number, I saw a group of people walking out of the gate of the construction site in a hurry.
The leader was none other than Gu Beixian, holding Chu Suosuo in his arms and walking quickly towards the car parked on the roadside with a hurried expression.
Arriving in front of the car, someone hurriedly opened the door.
Gu Beixian hugged Chu Suosuo and bent down to sit in the car.
The car sped away, spewing out a cloud of white exhaust fumes.
Su Hua's cell phone fell to the ground, and her heart broke.