Because it has been around for over a thousand years, the whereabouts of this painting have remained a mystery. Few people have ever seen it, and naturally, very few records about it have survived.
Unexpectedly, the little girl recognized Su Xian's painting at just one glance.
A glint flashed in Old Tang's sharp eyes.
Smiling, she put down the bracelet in her hand and handed the magnifying glass to Bai Qianmo.
"Come here, little girl, take a look at this painting. Is it an authentic work by Su Xian?"
Bai Qianmo reached out and took the enlarged general, then bent down and carefully examined the painting.
"It can be seen that the person who created this painting has a very profound painting skill. The whole painting is completed in one go, with powerful brushstrokes and just the right use of color. It is indeed very similar to Su Xian's usual painting style. It can be considered a successful high-quality reproduction. Judging from the era, it should be from the late Ming Dynasty. If you want to appreciate it, it is a good collectible."
Old Tang smiled with satisfaction.
Old Zhang looked shocked.
This little girl actually said exactly the same thing as Old Tang, even the exact dates were spot on.
"Little girl, how old are you this year?"
"Just turned twenty."
"Were you exposed to the art appraisal industry from a young age? Is there anyone in your family who works in this field?"
Bai Qianmo shook her head.
"No."
"No? Then where did you learn all these skills?"
It should be noted that apart from Old Tang, no one else in the entire capital would dare to be so certain as to identify the painting as a fake on the spot with the naked eye, in such a short time.
But now, a twenty-year-old girl has identified it as a fake on the spot.
At such a young age, how could she have such a deep foundation in authentication if she hadn't been exposed to this industry since childhood?
"Skill? Is it that difficult to determine the authenticity of this painting?"
In fact, it was obvious that the painting was a fake as soon as she mentioned its name.
Old Zhang was once again speechless with astonishment at Bai Qianmo.
"Old Zhang, don't limit the intelligence of a genius with worldly views."
Old Zhang slowly came to his senses.
It seems that only geniuses can possess this ability.
"Little Bai, you've come to see me today not to become my disciple, so why would you come here without a reason? Tell me, what can this old man do to help you?"
"I would like to use your showroom."
"Oh? Given my relationship with your grandfather, lending you the exhibition hall isn't out of the question. But what do you plan to use it for?"
"Opening an art exhibition."
She raised her eyes and looked at Bai Qianmo.
Whose art exhibition is this?
"Yebai!"
Upon hearing the name "Ye Bai," a glint of light flashed in Old Tang's eyes!
The Tang family's exhibition hall is very famous in the capital. It is mainly used for auction transactions. Because the Tang family has a very good reputation in the industry, wealthy people from all over the country often come to participate in the auctions held by the Tang family.
During its downtime, the space is also used for art exhibitions, but only very well-known painters in China can hold an exhibition there.
There's another reason for holding the art exhibition here.
Because of the Tang family's status in the cultural sphere, any item that appears in the Tang family's exhibition hall will see its value rise accordingly.
The painter chose to hold his exhibition here simply to make his work more famous and thus sell it for a better price.
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