Pinnacle painting? Or Tang Bohu?

Lin Tian was almost not scared to death...

"but……"

It's so special! Lin Tian's face was blue and white...

"Old Li, can you finish talking at once?" Lin Tian gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Li Tai's mouth twitched unnaturally.

"Tang Bohu seldom paints in his later years, so he has handed down very few transformations. Today, there is no one in the world. Most of the paintings on the market are imitations of the same dynasty or contemporary fakes." Li Tai said. .

No one in all? Isn't this equivalent to nothing?

Hearing these words, Lin Tian felt a little better.

There was no chance that he could not be touched by Qin Luo.

"Old Li, I will show you the painting."

With that, Lin Tian went straight to Qin Luo.

"This is the owner of the painting, Professor Qin Luo of Yanjing University, Professor Qin..." Lin Tian smiled and sat and introduced.

"Professor Qin has known his name for a long time, and I saw it today as a talent." Li Tai said with a smile.

He likes Qin Luo a teenager very much. After all, his contribution to the Chinese academic circle is obvious to all.

"Unfortunately, he is not a historian..." Li Tai shook his head helplessly.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be forced.

"Hello, Mr. Li, with your hand, I think I will be able to identify the authenticity of this painting." Qin Luo smiled implicitly.

"Then I'll take a look?"

"Lao Li, please..." Qin Luo stepped aside to reveal the calligraphy and painting stage behind him with a gesture of please to Li Tai.

Two scrolls are placed side by side on the painting and calligraphy stage.

Both are pictures of beautiful women with flowers, but one of the pictures has been cut out.

The other one is intact.

Li Tai's eyelids jerked and asked tentatively, "Is this a hidden picture in a painting?"

"That's right." Qin Luo nodded.

"I have been appreciating ancient calligraphy and painting for so many years. This is the second time I have seen the technique of Tibetan painting in painting." Li Tai said with a sigh of relief.

"What painting did Mr. Li take out last time?"

"Five Bulls Chart."

"..." Qin Luo twitched his mouth and said awkwardly: "My painting is far worse than the five-niu picture..."

"Professor Qin, you are wrong about this. If the picture of Tang Bohu's old lady is genuine, it may be worth more than 100 million yuan, which is not much worse than the value of the five cow picture." Li Tai said with a smile on his face: " Of course, I'm talking about the case where the authenticity is confirmed..."

"Then wish me good luck." Qin Luo said with a faint smile.

Li Tai nodded his head and put on his gloves, took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and put it on his eyes, his whole body almost crawling on the drawing table.

The seriousness immersed in the depths of the bones rushed toward the door.

Grandmaster!

The real master!

Only a master can have such a style.

Qin Luo felt that his skills were not lost to Li Tai, and that he lost because he did not have Li Tai's experience and his extraordinary concentration.

Perhaps because the painting in front of him is very precious, Li Tai was particularly careful when appraising it.

Sometimes he sniffs the scroll lightly, but touches it lightly, and sometimes observes carefully through a magnifying glass.

Li Tai almost mobilized all the senses that could be mobilized.

"Teacher, can this nose also appraise treasure?" Seeing Li Tai's movements, Li Shaolin's eyes were full of confusion.

It's not that he reads little, and he really doesn't know that someone can use his nose to complete antique identification.