Shenhao: After being broken up by the school beauty, he returns one billion in cash every day

Dean Lu hugged the half-arm-high West Lake Guanyin bottle, and was distressed: "My West Lake Guanyin bottle! This is what I bought for a million!"

Dean Lu was so distressed that he almost wanted to cut Lin Beiran with a knife.

Lin Beiran smiled and said, "Dean Lu, don't feel distressed, your pretence is real, and there are real fakes!"

"What do you mean?"

Dean Lu was stunned, he couldn't understand what he said.

"For example, the painting of Tang Yin's "Lonely Bird in the Falling Xia" hanging on your wall, do you think it is fake?" Lin

Beiran asked,

pointing to the "Lonely Bird in the Falling Xia" on the wall.

Dean Lu was stunned for a moment, although he admired a young man like Lin Beiran very much, but he would not be deceived by such a hairy boy!

This painting has been hanging here for almost a century, and it is just a proper imitation of feelings.

Dean Lu smiled and said: "Boy, this time you are eye-catching, this painting is a real 'old head', although it is also a little old, but it is still far from the real guy! Look at this water, where is it real, it is clearly an imitation!"

The so-called "old head filler" is an old imitation of the old painting, mainly refers to the group counterfeiting in some areas between the early Qing Dynasty and the end of the Qing Dynasty. Mildew, repeated unmounting and other means to recede the fire.

With the precipitation of this kind of painting, the original luster and ink taste have faded, and it has become more and more difficult to recognize.

However, imitations are imitations, and professionals like Dean Lu can see at a glance what these "old heads" and "little names" are.

Lin Beiran didn't understand these professional terms, he only knew that when he looked at this painting with his golden pupils, he found that this painting was actually a picture-in-picture, and the imitation of "Luoxia Lonely Bird" actually hid the original work of "Luoxia Lonely Bird"!

"Didn't you find that the painting scroll of this yellow rosewood and the year of this painting are not quite right? The degree of pulp bursting of these two yellow rosewoods has not been more than four or five hundred years, and it is impossible to reach this point." "

And the thickness of the paper in the whole picture, don't you feel too thick?"

Lin Beiran said a lot in one breath, and Dean Lu was so confused that he couldn't say a word.

When the others heard this, they also came to Dean Lu's side, looked at it carefully for a while, and also felt a little strange.

These paintings are things they don't usually notice, and now that they are reminded by Lin Beiran, they all feel a little weird.

Zhang Suqing on the side stroked his goatee with white flowers, and he was the most qualified to speak among the people present in terms of the identification of ancient paintings and calligraphy.

He said: "At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, there were two other kinds of cooked paper, one was "boiled paper", which was white in color and smooth in quality, and the other was "cicada wing paper", which was extremely thin and pale in color. The two can only be distinguished by thickness and thickness. It does have such a thickness after it is framed, but if this is a cicada wing paper, I am afraid that this painting really has another mystery.

Dean Tang was shocked and said: "You mean, it may be a picture-in-picture? This is impossible, this painting is a ...... handed down from our ancestors

" Zhang Suqing said: "Why don't you try it with some water?"

"Then try it!"

Dean Tang thought about it, anyway, this imitation is not worth a few dollars, if there is a real guy hidden in it......

Good guy, that's the real work of Tang Yin and Tang Bohu

! Then he really sent it!

After that, Zhang Suqing took out a brush, dipped it in a little water, and then gently dipped it in water at the edge of the picture, and gently wiped it.

This time, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

Seeing this, Zhang Suqing continued to try to dip the brush in water and smear it on the edge of the painting.

It didn't take long for him to figure out what the problem was.

"Huh, why is the water here a little sticky, and the color is not right!" Dean

Tang heard this, hurriedly walked over, picked up the brush and poked lightly at the edge of the scroll, it was really a little slimy, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's really a doorway inside, don't get it, I'll go to Master Wang of Wenbaozhai tomorrow to take a look!"

Dean Tang was overjoyed, he didn't expect that he had picked up a big leak.

"Xiaolin, I've heard about you, don't worry, I'll solve it! If you're fine, you often come over for tea, let's talk about it!"

Dean Tang said with a smile.

This guy is so talented, he's a god.........!

Under the offensive of that group of strange old men, Lin Beiran had to leave in a hurry under the pretext that he wanted to go back to school late, and even the box of big-leaf sunflower Moutai was saved.

As soon as she got out of the yard, a beautiful woman with a cold temperament came towards her.

This beauty was dressed in a long foggy blue dress that looked like an ancient costume and a modern costume, her hair was coiled high in a bun, revealing a white forehead like congealed cream, and a pair of dark and deep eyes were as dazzling as black diamonds.

When she walked, every step seemed to carry the wind, which made Lin Beiran feel a little ethereal.

After she glanced at Lin Beiran arrogantly, she passed by Lin Beiran's side.

This ancient temperament immediately attracted Lin Beiran's attention.

Lin Beiran looked at the slender back and lost his mind for a while.

The woman saw Lin Beiran looking at her stupidly at the corner, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but outline a cold arc, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Lin Beiran came back to his senses and saw that the girl's back had disappeared from his sight.

"Grandpa, hello grandpa!"

"Yo, it turns out that Yunju is here! Don't you have to go to school tonight for a late roll call?"

Dean Lu saw that it was his own granddaughter Lu Yunju, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Now the late roll call has been changed to night check, and now there is still plenty of time, I will come to see your ......"

Lu Yunju's voice was gentle and graceful, like a spring flowing in a mountain stream, clear and beautiful.

"Hey, you girl, you're always so well-behaved and sensible.

Dean Lu touched Lu Yunju's head and smiled.

After Dean Lu thought of something, his smile suddenly stopped, "What? Aren't you late in the roll call? Did you see the kid who just went out

?" Lu Yunju smiled slightly, and then continued: "The one just now?

"Gift-giving?"

Dean Lu was stunned.

Lin Beiran didn't bring a gift either!

Lu Yunju said: "I just saw that he was holding a box of big-leaf sunflower Moutai in his hand, I thought you refused to accept it!"

"What?"

Dean Lu was so surprised that his eyes were about to fall, "You...... You said that kid hugged a box of big-leaf sunflower Moutai?"

The rest of the people were also shocked when they heard this.

Big-leaf sunflower Moutai?

That is a rare item

with no price! Even if it is the largest private hotel in Beijing, there is only Feitian Moutai, and there is no large-leaf sunflower Moutai!

These old men have three good: good antiques, good food, and good wine.

As soon as they heard that it was a big-leaf sunflower Moutai, their saliva was about to flow out.

"That kid hasn't gone far yet,

has he?" Dean Lu hurriedly shouted.

"Eh, Lao Lu is waiting for me!" Several

old men hurriedly chased out on crutches, for fear that Lin Beiran would run away.

But as soon as I went out, I could still see Lin Beiran's shadow ......