Fayanna Li looked at Long Yi. That man, in this life, was not the Long Yi back then. They are the same, but also different. The corner of Fayanna Li's eyes dimmed, recalling memories.
Long Yi drank his tea, the corners of his lips smiled faintly, looking very handsome. "Admittedly, this tea is delicious. I want to buy it in bulk, can I?"
Fayanna Li glanced at Long Yi, nodding in agreement. "I have tea here, but not too much. For your request, I will send it immediately." Fayanna Li said expressionlessly.
Long Yi stared for a while, then nodded in agreement with the same facial expression as Fayanna Li. Sitting beside her, Mo Yanyue, who had a stoic face, increased the cohesiveness of the three.
Silence----
Mu Qinzi immediately sensed the atmosphere of the room that felt a little strange, "I remember that Miss Fayanna Li has been in the United States for a long time if I don't miscalculate, isn't it the same time Long Yi was in college?"
Long Yi raised his eyebrows, "Could it be the same?"
Mu Qinzi certainly knew the meaning of Long Yi's words. He immediately smiled, "That's right, Miss Fayanna Li has…."
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Qinzi was stopped by the sound of laughter from inside older man Qian's room.
"Hahahaha, what a great painting! Very good! Well! Well!"
Mo Yanyue looked at Fayanna Li and immediately walked towards the room. Long Yi was also curious about this ink painting, rising from his seat followed by Mu Qinzi.
Mo Yanyue walked over to the hanging ink painting, observing it. He turned his gaze to the long table, which also had an almost identical ink painting. He squinted his eyes and immediately noticed.
"You have perfect eyes, Fayanna, can see precious things very well." Mo Yanyue said with tenderness at the bottom of his heart.
Hearing Mo Yanyue's praise, Fayanna Li immediately smiled. Moving her hand, she waved her hand, calling for Mo Yanyue.
Seeing that, Mo Yanyue immediately approached. Seeing Fayanna Li wanting to speak with his ear, he immediately lowered his head.
"Honestly, I'm not interested in antiques, but more interested in the money." Fayanna Li said at the tip of Mo Yanyue's ear.
Mo Yanyue smiled faintly, reaching out his hand to subconsciously pat Fayanna Li's head.
surprised,
Fayanna Li, who no one in her head had ever touched, saw Mo Yanyue's hand stroking her hair very slowly. Staring at the man's stoic face, his eyes filled with gentleness, was truly intoxicating.
Fayanna Li's reaction was only a few seconds before returning her expression. Those black eyes shone, hiding any emotion.
Long Yi narrowed his eyes, seeing the series of movements of the two people. A few moments later, he returned his gaze to the ink painting on the table. Observe.
"This ink painting holds two sheets?" Long Yi asked older man Qian.
Old man Qian nodded enthusiastically, a smile appearing on the old man's face, "That's right."
Walking towards the ink painting on the wall, Old Man Qian touched it, stroked it, and said:
"The painting above applies the painter's style of Tang Bohu. This painting is perfect. But again, if you look carefully back at the paper. Then it will immediately bring out the results, and there is nothing to hide."
Tang Yin (Chinese; pinyin: Táng Yín; Yale Cantonese: Tong Yan; 1470–1524), courtesy name Tang Bohu, was a Chinese painter, calligrapher, and poet from the Ming Dynasty whose life story has become part of his popular knowledge. Although massively born during the Ming Dynasty, many of his paintings, especially folk paintings, are illustrated with elements of art from the Pre-Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty.
Shaking his head lightly, old man Qian said with a hint of irony. "It appears to be a plagiarized item."
Turning his gaze to the table, the ink painting spread out on top of it. "But the stuff stored inside, covering this ink painting, is a completely different kind."
Pointing to the ink painting, "Look at the clean and very neat touch of the stationery. The written calligraphy is also very firm, beautiful, and vibrant."
Picking up a magnifying glass, old man Qian pointed at the painting, "Look at this painting of a human, the clothes he is wearing, the shape and image of the stone, look at the water which is also flowing beautifully. This ink painting looks alive."
Mu Qinzi looked at Fayanna Li in disbelief, "So, the ink painting above is a fake, and the ink painting underneath is a real painting?"
Fayanna Li nodded in response to Mu Qinzi's words. "Right."
Old man Qian also nodded, "Earlier, Miss Fayanna Li has said, the paper fixing method looks a bit problematic, especially in the painting process itself."
"Based on these results, I am inquisitive. I unpacked the entire ink painting and found that it was multiple layers. Lifting the ink painting that was on the surface, and the result is that the original ink painting has appeared." Old man Qian said with a facial expression that greatly appreciated Fayanna Li.
Old man Qian turned around, looking at Fayanna Li excitedly, "Miss Fayanna, I was wondering, how did you find the ink painting inside?" Old man Qian took off his glasses, letting out a long sigh, "Even if it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to find out about this secret ink painting."
Fayanna Li narrowed her eyes, smiled faintly beautifully, and relaxed. "It was only by coincidence that I discovered that this ink painting had a peculiarity in its painting technique. Starting from that and a slightly different copying technique."
Rolling his arms together, walking over to the ink painting, "We all know. Antiques are often coveted items. There are many cases related to the disappearance of antiques. Including an ink painting."
"Not to mention there is a special technique, which is done to secure a real ink painting by placing it under a fake ink painting."
"This technique is often used in times of war. When the emperor wants to secure the valuables of the kingdom from the seizure of his enemies to protect and deceive his enemies." Fayanna Li said with a faint smile.
We are hearing that older man Qian nods in agreement. "Miss Fayanna Li's words are exact. These techniques have been around for a long time, and some have been forgotten."