641 Fake or real?
However, Gu Youli did not say a word. Old master Yuâs eyes flashed with disappointment.
He was not willing to believe that Gu Youli was someone who would not say a word when something happened and would not be willing to take responsibility.
The girl who had to rely on Yu feibai to solve everything for her and to shoulder everything.
However, before old master Yuâs heart sank, Gu Youli suddenly walked over to his side.
She stood on her tiptoes and whispered something into old master Yuâs ear.
There were some things that she could not tell old master Yu in front of so many people.
Otherwise, he would be disrespecting the old master.
No one knew what the two of them were whispering about, but everyoneâs puzzled eyes swept over them!
In the end, they saw Gu Youli move away gently and lower her head to apologize to the old master. âIâm sorry, Grandpa. Please forgive me this once!â
he did not know that gu youli had said it, but old master yu, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly had a serious expression on his face.
He looked at the painting that was dirtied by the wine and then at the nervous he Jintong.
He Jintongâs entire body immediately stiffened, and her heart beat like thunder.
What did Gu Youli say to old master Yu to make him look at her like that? did he know that she had run into Gu Youli on purpose?
She thought that old master Yu would say something, but his gaze moved away gently and returned to Gu Youli, who was lowering her head and admitting her mistake.
With a sigh, old master Yu said, â forget it. Itâs just a painting. Letâs go. The banquet is about to start.
When old master Yu said this, he Jintongâs mind exploded like thunder!
What was going on? why did the old man suddenly let it go?
She dug her sharp nails into her palm and he Jintong immediately said weakly, â â grandpa, itâs my fault. i dirtied the painting haoyu gave you, but i really didnât do it on purpose. i didnât expect miss gu to bump into me! â
As she said that, tears gushed out of her eyes. Her face was full of grievances, and there was nothing but grievances.
âGrandpa, Iâve been looking for this painting for half a year. âI gave it to you for less than a day,â Yu Haoyu said with infinite regret.
He couldnât accept this. He had spent a lot of money to buy this to coax the old man. How could he waste it like this?
Moreover, the old man had forgiven him so easily, which made him feel even more indignant.
Why? just because she was the woman that yu feibai had brought back?
Yu Haoyu clenched his fists tightly behind his back.
Gu Youli had not expected that she would want to keep things at peace and give some people face.
However, some people did not agree.
Grandpa, Zhenzhen. Gu Youli looked up at old master Yu, feeling a little awkward.
With a serious face, old master Yu walked to the painting and sniffed it hard, especially at the spot where the wine had been spilled.
This painting doesnât have the fragrance of an ancient painting. Other than the smell of wine, thereâs a pungent smell of smoke?â
Old master Yu loved to collect calligraphy and paintings, so he naturally had some understanding of them.
Of course, he understood what was going on.
He reached out to touch the edge of the paper, then looked at the words soaked in the water, and then frowned slightly.
âGrandpa, can it still be saved?â Yu Haoyu asked nervously.
Old master Yu glared at him. whatâs there to save? itâs not the real thing, itâs an imitation!
His tone was calm, and he didnât seem angry.
Perhaps when he received the painting and was appreciating it, he didnât completely believe it. He just didnât want to embarrass his junior, so he didnât say anything.
His words were like a sudden clap of thunder, exploding in the room.
Politeness was like boiling water. Everyoneâs faces were mixed with surprise, disbelief, doubt, and curiosity.
He Jintongâs eyes widened in shock. At that moment, her hands and feet were cold. how is that possible? â
Yu Haoyuâs face turned pale and his voice trembled, â âGrandpa, how is this possible? This Yingluo â
At this moment, he Jintongâs grandfather, he Jintong, walked out from the crowd.
Like old master Yu, he first sniffed with his nose.
Old master Yu said,âhow can there be the smell of smoke when the paper is wet?â i think you should understand, old in-law!â
Old master he nodded, then said softly, â âI know, itâs because the paper was soaked in smoke! Although the old drawing paper looked yellow, it was not the color of history.
Old master Yu continued, â so, in some places, the yellow color will be darker, and in others, the yellow color will be lighter. This is because when the paper is soaked, it is impossible to maintain the same color. I was wondering about it for a long time, but now I understand. Itâs all thanks to this glass of wine!
Old master he frowned and said,âbut that doesnât mean the painting isnât real!â you must know that the pine smoke ink of the ming dynasty had to go through three winters and four summers, and many spices, tobacco leaves, and so on were added to prevent pests from damaging it. â
In an instant, the farce started by he Jintong turned into a painting appraisal conference between the two elders.
The two of them were worthy of being old veterans of the battlefield. They had a wealth of experience and had eaten more salt than the rice of their juniors.
This knowledge came in many forms.
Old master Yu raised his hand and touched the paper again, â the reason Iâm sure is mainly because of this. The cotton paper of the Ming Dynasty is characterized by the uneven surface of the paper, and there will be small thorns when you touch it. The color of the paper is grayish-white, and the inside and outside are the same. After hundreds of years of precipitation, the paper should have weathered into a layer of smooth and flat pulp, ancient and smooth, and slightly hard. However, the paper used for this painting is obviously Modern Cotton paper. Although it is old, it is still very soft. Because the surface is not as smooth as the starch paste, old he, if you donât believe me, you can touch it. â
Old master he stepped forward and touched it as old master Yu said. thatâs indeed the case. The paper of this painting is hard and should not be coated with starch. However, this doesnât mean that itâs a fake!
old master yuâs eyes widened and he said unhappily, â âwhy canât i? âItâs normal for the ink to melt when water is poured on the paper, but thatâs only when the painting has just been painted. If itâs really an ancient painting, the ink will have a certain protection. Even if water is poured on it, it wonât melt so quickly. How did it melt now? the reason is very simple, itâs because the painting was painted not long ago!â
Everyone went up and widened their eyes to take a closer look. The ink marks had indeed spread out a little.
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Everyone felt that old master Yu was right, and they nodded.
By the time the two old men finished speaking, they had already forgotten that the painting had been splashed with wine.
They discussed the authenticity of the paintings with great enthusiasm.