What year is the ink from? Zhou Ping was taken aback, a bit perplexed.
He was a renowned expert in antiques appraisal, looking at paintings for their artistic conception, composition, technique, and identifying the dynasty of the rice paper; scrutinizing poems for content, brushwork, and signature—able to distinguish the masters, techniques, and styles from the Jin to Qing dynasties—his knowledge vast, truly erudite, with plenty of learning under his belt.
However, he had never really studied ink…
"Is there a difference?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but ask.
"You really are an amateur!" Bai Xiaosheng exclaimed sincerely.
With one sentence, the whole room erupted.
Calling Zhou Ping an amateur? This kid, why does he always attract animosity!
Moreover, isn't all ink black? After a long time, doesn't it all look the same? Could you actually distinguish different inks with the naked eye? Do you think you are an elemental analyzer?
This was just causing trouble without reason!
