Chapter 318
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Qin Jun said with a smile, "people who know calligraphy and painting should know something about this painting. This painting of traveling in the mountains is known as the Northern Song Dynasty." naturally, this painting of traveling in the mountains did not escape the pen of Qianlong. "
"This line of small characters," the picture of fan Zhongli's mountain journey in the Northern Song Dynasty, "was written by Qianlong. The painting is from the Northern Song Dynasty, and this line of characters is from the Qing Dynasty. "
"But this line of words is the same as other traces of words. It's not a fake. What is it?"
as like as two peas in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, the words of Qianlong were similar to those of the original characters and the writing.
It's obvious that I didn't know the information when I made a fake, thinking that the handwriting on it was written at the same time.
It can be said that the forgeries are all very low-grade, inferior among the forgeries.
Zhu Ming's face is extremely ugly. Even though Qin Jun has made it very clear, he still can't admit it.
"You know what! If it's so expensive, even expert identification also needs to use professional instruments. You just say it's a fake in a few words? "
Qin Jun sneered, "grandma Ouyang knows antiques best. You can let her have a look at the eight million yuan. Who's in the end?"
As long as you know something about antique calligraphy and painting, you should know that Qin Jungang is right.
Zhu Ming's face turned pale. He handed the painting to the old lady in a cold sweat.
The old lady took the picture and looked at it. Her brow was slightly wrinkled and her face was as gloomy as water. Then she gave a cold hum.
"This is a real painting. What are you talking about?"
All of a sudden, people were stunned.
Qin Jungang just said the truth, did not expect the old lady to vote down.
Qin Jun is also a Leng, immediately wry smile.
Naturally, the old lady can see that it's a fake painting. She can see it from the expression she just got. She has found it, but in the end she still said that it's true. Obviously, the old lady is partial to Zhu Ming, no matter who is right or wrong.
The old lady snorted coldly, "Linlin, your family is becoming more and more disrespectful now. Even if you don't bring a gift, you can say it's fake. Is it too much?"
Wang Yun also didn't expect Qin Jun to drop the chain so much and glared at him fiercely.
"Why don't you take out the present now?"
Don't drop the chain for him. With 10 million on his body, he can't buy a gift of 120000, can he?
Qin Jun took out the bamboo slip.
Wang Yun hurriedly sent up, said.
"Look at this, Ma."
The old lady had a cold face. She didn't have much interest. After all, it was Qin Jun who brought it out. He was a poor man. What valuable gift could he have?
However, as soon as I got the bamboo slip, I immediately felt unusual.
Open a look, old lady two eyes shine.
"Qingnang Jing?"
Although the old lady doesn't know the art of medicine, Hua Tuo still knows it. As the most famous doctor, Hua Tuo's works are not many. This bamboo slip is absolutely a treasure handed down from generation to generation. The price must be in tens of millions, but it's hard to measure the exact amount of money.
The old lady couldn't put it down. She took the bamboo slips and looked left and right.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd said.
"Old lady, is this qingnang Sutra fake?"
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Qin Jun said with a smile, "people who know calligraphy and painting should know something about this painting. This painting of traveling in the mountains is known as the Northern Song Dynasty." naturally, this painting of traveling in the mountains did not escape the pen of Qianlong. "
"This line of small characters," the picture of fan Zhongli's mountain journey in the Northern Song Dynasty, "was written by Qianlong. The painting is from the Northern Song Dynasty, and this line of characters is from the Qing Dynasty. "
"But this line of words is the same as other traces of words. It's not a fake. What is it?"
as like as two peas in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, the words of Qianlong were similar to those of the original characters and the writing.
It's obvious that I didn't know the information when I made a fake, thinking that the handwriting on it was written at the same time.
It can be said that the forgeries are all very low-grade, inferior among the forgeries.
Zhu Ming's face is extremely ugly. Even though Qin Jun has made it very clear, he still can't admit it.
"You know what! If it's so expensive, even expert identification also needs to use professional instruments. You just say it's a fake in a few words? "
Qin Jun sneered, "grandma Ouyang knows antiques best. You can let her have a look at the eight million yuan. Who's in the end?"
As long as you know something about antique calligraphy and painting, you should know that Qin Jungang is right.
Zhu Ming's face turned pale. He handed the painting to the old lady in a cold sweat.
The old lady took the picture and looked at it. Her brow was slightly wrinkled and her face was as gloomy as water. Then she gave a cold hum.
"This is a real painting. What are you talking about?"
All of a sudden, people were stunned.
Qin Jungang just said the truth, did not expect the old lady to vote down.
Qin Jun is also a Leng, immediately wry smile.
Naturally, the old lady can see that it's a fake painting. She can see it from the expression she just got. She has found it, but in the end she still said that it's true. Obviously, the old lady is partial to Zhu Ming, no matter who is right or wrong.
The old lady snorted coldly, "Linlin, your family is becoming more and more disrespectful now. Even if you don't bring a gift, you can say it's fake. Is it too much?"
Wang Yun also didn't expect Qin Jun to drop the chain so much and glared at him fiercely.
"Why don't you take out the present now?"
Don't drop the chain for him. With 10 million on his body, he can't buy a gift of 120000, can he?
Qin Jun took out the bamboo slip.
Wang Yun hurriedly sent up, said.
"Look at this, Ma."
The old lady had a cold face. She didn't have much interest. After all, it was Qin Jun who brought it out. He was a poor man. What valuable gift could he have?
However, as soon as I got the bamboo slip, I immediately felt unusual.
Open a look, old lady two eyes shine.
"Qingnang Jing?"
Although the old lady doesn't know the art of medicine, Hua Tuo still knows it. As the most famous doctor, Hua Tuo's works are not many. This bamboo slip is absolutely a treasure handed down from generation to generation. The price must be in tens of millions, but it's hard to measure the exact amount of money.
The old lady couldn't put it down. She took the bamboo slips and looked left and right.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd said.
"Old lady, is this qingnang Sutra fake?"
Qin Jun said with a smile, "people who know calligraphy and painting should know something about this painting. This painting of traveling in the mountains is known as the Northern Song Dynasty." naturally, this painting of traveling in the mountains did not escape the pen of Qianlong. " "This line of small characters," the picture of fan Zhongli's mountain journey in the Northern Song Dynasty, "was written by Qianlong. The painting is from the Northern Song Dynasty, and this line of characters is from the Qing Dynasty. " "But this line of words is the same as other traces of words. It's not a fake. What is it?" as like as two peas in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, the words of Qianlong were similar to those of the original characters and the writing. It's obvious that I didn't know the information when I made a fake, thinking that the handwriting on it was written at the same time. It can be said that the forgeries are all very low-grade, inferior among the forgeries. Zhu Ming's face is extremely ugly. Even though Qin Jun has made it very clear, he still can't admit it. "You know what! If it's so expensive, even expert identification also needs to use professional instruments. You just say it's a fake in a few words? " Qin Jun sneered, "grandma Ouyang knows antiques best. You can let her have a look at the eight million yuan. Who's in the end?" As long as you know something about antique calligraphy and painting, you should know that Qin Jungang is right. Zhu Ming's face turned pale. He handed the painting to the old lady in a cold sweat. The old lady took the picture and looked at it. Her brow was slightly wrinkled and her face was as gloomy as water. Then she gave a cold hum. "This is a real painting. What are you talking about?" All of a sudden, people were stunned. Qin Jungang just said the truth, did not expect the old lady to vote down. Qin Jun is also a Leng, immediately wry smile. Naturally, the old lady can see that it's a fake painting. She can see it from the expression she just got. She has found it, but in the end she still said that it's true. Obviously, the old lady is partial to Zhu Ming, no matter who is right or wrong. The old lady snorted coldly, "Linlin, your family is becoming more and more disrespectful now. Even if you don't bring a gift, you can say it's fake. Is it too much?" Wang Yun also didn't expect Qin Jun to drop the chain so much and glared at him fiercely. "Why don't you take out the present now?" Don't drop the chain for him. With 10 million on his body, he can't buy a gift of 120000, can he? Qin Jun took out the bamboo slip. Wang Yun hurriedly sent up, said. "Look at this, Ma." The old lady had a cold face. She didn't have much interest. After all, it was Qin Jun who brought it out. He was a poor man. What valuable gift could he have? However, as soon as I got the bamboo slip, I immediately felt unusual. Open a look, old lady two eyes shine. "Qingnang Jing?" Although the old lady doesn't know the art of medicine, Hua Tuo still knows it. As the most famous doctor, Hua Tuo's works are not many. This bamboo slip is absolutely a treasure handed down from generation to generation. The price must be in tens of millions, but it's hard to measure the exact amount of money. The old lady couldn't put it down. She took the bamboo slips and looked left and right. Suddenly, someone in the crowd said. "Old lady, is this qingnang Sutra fake?"
