The ink contains glue, so whether it is a Chinese painting or a calligraphy work, the finished product is air-dried and then put into water. As long as it is not scraped vigorously, it will not be cut from water.

Similarly, it was also during the mounting process, so when Xi Qichang picked up the rice paper of the painting, if it was a normal painting, the backing paper underneath should be blank. However, Zhong Yue obviously saw that there were four black ink balls below, which were a bit blurry.

Xi Qichang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's interesting, it's covered with several layers? This master of rigging is really unspeakable. There are so many layers of paper, I didn't notice the slightest when I got started."

A piece of rice paper was exposed by Xi Qichang. This piece was thrown away by Lao Xi directly in the trash can. There were no paintings on it. It was purely a layer of single rice that the framer deliberately added to the original work below.

After picking away two layers of single Xuan in a row, the original trace was finally revealed. When Zhong Yue saw the original four ink balls turning into several clear large characters, the strokes seemed slightly distorted under the fluctuating water surface, and he was still a little unbelievable.

"World...Long live forever...Jinnong's works?"

That’s right, after several months of hard work, Zhong Yue actually magically discovered that the painting he had in his hand was actually a collection of books in the painting, which was Jin Nong’s lacquer book work, which is the work of "Long Lives Without Border" that Ouyang Kaishan struggled to find!

Xi Qichang also stood aside, feeling a little surprised and couldn't speak. If it weren't for his own reveal, he would even suspect that the word in the sink was now at the auction.

"This is really interesting. Zhong Yue, where did your painting come from?"

"Huizhou City God Temple, Guicheng City, bought it from an aunt."

Xi Qichang took a breath of air conditioning, "Twenty thousand, I'm afraid this time it will have to be increased by a thousand times."

Zhong Yue was also surprised. When he saw the true appearance of this calligraphy, he also understood in his heart how valuable the work was.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhong Yue came to his senses, "What should I do with this?"

Xi Qichang said, "Pick up the rice paper, dry it and spread it flat, and then the mounting is completed. As for mounting, I am not good at it. Why would I call a trustworthy old guy to come and do it?"

Zhong Yue felt that the matter was a bit complicated, so he said, "You call Mr. Ouyang and see what he said."

"Okay, it can be seen that Kaishan attaches great importance to this Jinnong lacquer book. Yours should be the real original trace."

If he had to put on such a lot of effort and tried to cover up the original work, it would be too sad if he was still a imitation.

Xi Qichang came to the study and walked back and forth, "Hey, open the mountain. The original work of "The Unlimited Life" was found, but I didn't expect it to be in Zhong Yue's hands..."

Xi Qichang explained what happened in detail to Ouyang Kaishan.

"Okay, okay, yes, okay. I understand what you mean. OK, I'll call Lao Han now."

Xi Qichang hung up the phone and said with a smile: "Do you know who took the lacquer book at Yao and Shun's auction?"

"who?"

"Kai Hongxuan, Wang Ge."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "He?"

"Not bad, and we also invited many cultural celebrities from Shanghai to set up an art salon. Some of them are beautiful now."

"Do you think Yao and Shun's auction will be a game set up by Xiao Kai Wang?"

Xi Qichang used bamboo sticks to pick up the rice paper from "The Unlimited Life" and hang it indoors, saying: "Whether it is intentional or deliberate, at any time, if he is too much, then he will shoot himself in the foot. If he is really unaware of it, we will not tear him down."

"Well, you're right." Zhong Yue was right in the face of Wang Ge's deliberate invitation. Now he is the same attitude. If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend others. If someone offends me, haha, I will make you 35 million into 350 yuan!

"This work needs to be reframed. If you can't believe me, let Kaishan take over and take it back."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "How could you? I'm grateful that I'm not too late."

"Don't be polite, just come over some paint in the future."

"Haha, I make friends with Mo. Mr. Xi seems to be really optimistic about the paint."

Xi Qichang said: "Your ink ingot is really good. I am not praising anything. Nowadays, only Deyige and Cao Gongsu are the only ones who have such quality. If the quality of these two companies is really inferior to yours, the quality of these two companies is even lower."

"You've been awarded."

"By the way, I've never felt embarrassed to show your skills because of so many people present. I also understand that it's hard for you to show your skills in front of so many calligraphy masters. Since you are here today, you must show your skills. I have also read the previous painting "Long Lives" and is also considered the best among lacquer books. I don't know how good your skills in regular script and official script are."

Zhong Yue looked at Jinnong's lacquer book that had already left the backing of the paper, and he was still a little concerned.

After all, this thin piece of rice paper is worth tens of millions of yuan, and it is a house by the Huangpu River...

"Haha, don't worry. The rice paper from the Ming and Qing dynasties was added with more green skin. Although the color of the paper is not as bright as it is now, its toughness and anti-corrosion level are not comparable to that of now. Even if this rice paper is over water, it will be difficult to tear it apart. Otherwise, I..."

"Don't."

Seeing that Xi Qichang wanted to demonstrate with his finger, Zhong Yue quickly admitted his defeat. Who would have to stab a hole?

Seeing Zhong Yue admitting his conscience, Xi Qichang laughed.

Old Mrs. Wu, who was holding water, looked at the old and the young, and laughed and scolded: "Look at your happy look. If you were so happy with your grandson, Abao wouldn't have taken their mother to the United States."

Xi Qichang's face immediately fell down, "Ha. Or is it me? When he was a child, you protected him, I couldn't beat or scold him, and he grew into a crooked tree. Now I'm still so strict with my grandson? What's wrong with learning some calligraphy? Isn't it good? Look at Zhong Yue."

When Mrs. Wu saw Xi Qichang, she was serious and tried to fight. She put down the tea and said, "Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you. Zhong Yue, stay for lunch, I'll go out to buy vegetables."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "That's really troublesome."

Xi Qichang smiled, "If you can't write well, you won't be allowed to eat."

The smile on Zhong Yue's mouth stopped awkwardly.

"Look, look. My grandson was so scared by you! Is it necessary to use Zhong Yue so harshly for the first time?"

Xi Qichang immediately smiled, "I just said it casually, look, doesn't Zhong Yue smile like he is okay? After all, it's just that fat guy who is used to being a baby, and he can't become a weapon without being carved!"

Zhong Yue's eyelids twitched. Is it okay? Your uncle is almost scared to death...
Chapter completed!