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"Oh my god, it has turned into another painting. Look, it's amazing..."

The passers-by around stood on tiptoe and stretched their heads, looking at the Chinese painting spread out in Zhang Wenguo's hands, and when Jiang Hao poured water into it, it magically transformed into another painting like splashing ink.

Collectors such as Lin Wenshan and Wang Bao were all shocked and couldn't believe their eyes. The transformation of this painting was so miraculous that it was unbelievable.

"Here, what exactly is going on? How could this painting produce such a magical effect when it touches water?" Zhang Wenguo couldn't believe it and asked Jiang Hao in shock.

"It's rare, I've never seen anything like this..."

Next to him, Lin Wenshan was doing the same thing. He stared at what had become another splash-ink landscape painting, with only the signature written on it. His eyes widened with excitement, and his big hands trembled as he pointed: "This, is this Huang Binhong's collection of Chinese landscape paintings?"

"What? Huang Binhong's Collection of Landscape Maps of China, Impossible, Isn't it?"

"Although there were rumors before that Huang Binhong painted a collection of Chinese landscapes, it has never been seen by the world. How could such a legendary thing appear..." A Chinese painting collector was shocked and shook his head in disbelief.

"Not necessarily. Look at the landscape in this painting. Huang Binhong's strong black and white splash-ink painting scheme. This painting style and tough brushwork are from the peak period of Huang Lao's painting.

There is also the signature "Binhong Huangzhi", which is undoubtedly the original work of Huang Lao. "An old Chinese painting collector rushed over and looked at the painting carefully, and was very excited.

"Yes, this is undoubtedly Huang Binhong's handwriting. I never expected that the legendary China Landscape Collection actually exists, and it is really a blessing to see it come to life..." Many collectors present were all excited. I can't wait to snatch this painting away from Zhang Wenguo.

"So it's true?"

Zhang Wenguo was so excited that his hands holding the painting were shaking. Ye Aiqin didn't know how to paint, but seeing the reactions of so many people, he knew that the painting must be valuable.

This is obviously just a copy of the eight major landscape paintings of the Republic of China, but it has transformed into a collection of Chinese landscape paintings by Huang Binhong, a master of traditional Chinese painting.

Especially the owner of Huabao Pavilion, Wang Bao, patted his fat face before coming back to his senses. He was very excited when he looked at the painting.

But when he thought of giving away such a priceless painting for nothing, Wang Bao regretted and beat his chest, and immediately rushed towards him: "This painting is mine, I didn't say I would give it to you..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Fatty Wang, it's your fault. Everyone heard just now that you forced it on others. It's too late to regret it now." A collector couldn't see it and stopped Wang Bao.

"Fat Wang, I can only blame you for making a mistake this time." Other collectors around him criticized Wang Bao one after another.

Everyone is a sensible person and knows what this matter is about. Wang Bao trusts him in the antique city, and some collectors who have done business with him know it very well.

"That's right, you gave this painting to us, but we can't give it back to you." Zhang Wenguo was excited and quickly put the painting away.

Now Wang Bao was wailing in regret, and being witnessed by everyone, he could only take back the greedy pig's hand.

This painting is an authentic work by Huang Binhong, a master of traditional Chinese painting, and it is also a legendary Chinese landscape collection. It goes without saying how precious it is.

"Kid, how did you discover the mystery in this painting?" An old collector asked Jiang Hao out of curiosity.

They have never seen such a magical scene in Chinese painting. It is simply unheard of and unseen.

"This should be Longyou cooked rice paper from Zhejiang!" Yilin Wenshan frowned and suddenly thought of something.

"Long You cooked rice paper? Isn't it a rice paper that's only available now?"

"Yes, and their rice paper doesn't have such a magical effect now, right?" Passers-by suddenly started questioning it.

Jiang Hao smiled and said: "This rice paper manufacturing technology was lost once in the Republic of China."

Lin Wenshan nodded and said: "Yes, I have seen records of this kind of Longyou cooked rice paper in ancient ruins. This kind of rice paper is very difficult to master the splash-ink technique. The reason why it is called Youlong is because the pen and ink on the rice paper are like It is as changeable as a swimming dragon, difficult to control, and extremely demanding on the painter.

In his later years, Mr. Huang Binhong was unable to see clearly due to eye disease. Therefore, his splash-ink painting skills in his later years can be said to have reached a peak state. Even ordinary people cannot understand the mystery of his late paintings. , but it gives people a magical and mysterious feeling. "

"Indeed, Huang Lao's works in his later years are not understandable by ordinary people, but why can this dragon rice paper change into another painting when it encounters water?" An old collector looked at the painting in Zhang Wenguo's hand and found it difficult to understand. in.

Lin Wenshan glanced at Jiang Hao and nodded before continuing to smile: "This is where the magic of Youlong Rice Paper lies. The manufacturing process of this kind of paper is extremely complicated, and there are secrets hidden in it.

For example, after you finish a painting first, and then run it through water, it will return to another state, and then you can make a second painting.If you want to see the first painting, you have to use water again, and the first painting will magically appear. "

"Oh my God, there is such a magical rice paper..." Everyone around them exclaimed that it was magical.

Lin Wenshan nodded and said with a smile: "However, due to the war, the rice paper manufacturing technology of Youlong Rice Paper was lost, and so far, the rice paper factories have been unable to revive this art.

But I really didn’t expect that, Xiaojiang, you could actually see the mystery in this painting. It’s really amazing and puts us collectors to shame. "

"Haha, good job Xiao Jiang, you've made me proud this time." Zhang Wenguo was excited and patted Jiang Hao's shoulder excitedly.

Jiang Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "I was just trying my luck. I found something wrong with this drawing paper. It's just a blind cat and a dead mouse."

"You're not lucky, it's because you have good observation skills and have a bright future." Lin Wen said with a smile, admiring his friend as his son-in-law.

"Oh, this loser is just lucky. What can he do?"

Ye Aiqin glanced at Bai Jianghao, not believing that this waste had any ability, and asked Lin Wenshan: "Wenshan, how much is this painting worth?"

Lin Wenshan smiled, and the collectors around him also smiled and said: "Priceless!"

"Priceless, what do you mean?" Ye Aiqin didn't understand what it meant.

"Oh, it's priceless. Come on, Wenshan, let's go back first and study this painting carefully..."

Zhang Wenguo put away the painting, pulled Ye Aiqin, and told Lin Wenshan to go back quickly, and then said to Jiang Hao: "Let's go home together by Xiaojiang."

"No, dad, I have to go back to the medical clinic. You guys go back." Jiang Hao shook his head and wanted to go back to the medical clinic.

"Okay, you go home early in the afternoon, let's go first..." Zhang Wenguo was excited, watching the people around him staring at him, fearing that the painting in his arms would be snatched away by them.

"Well, be careful when you go back."

Looking at Wang Bao, the owner of Huabao Pavilion, with his resentful look, Jiang Hao reminded Zhang Wenguo, Lin Wenshan and the others with a smile.

"understood."

Zhang Wenguo nodded, hugged the painting and walked quickly.

Lin Wenshan smiled and nodded at Jiang Hao, and then followed Ye Aiqin. The three of them returned to the car outside and drove back quickly.

Discovering Huang Binhong's precious collection of China's landscapes in a public square is simply too tempting, and I'm afraid someone might spoil his idea.

Jiang Hao also rode an electric bicycle. Under the warm invitation of collectors, he struggled to get out of the antique city and went directly back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street.

He no longer cared about what happened next. He should go back to the medical clinic to sell herbal tea and treat patients.

"Heizi, immediately investigate the country address of the Ye family Zhangwen. Well, be sure to keep an eye on him. That painting is priceless. If we can get it back, we will make a fortune..." In the painting treasure pavilion, Wang Bao was in the backyard with his mobile phone and warned seriously.

As for the collection of Huang Binhong's landscape paintings of China, Wang Bao knew its precious value, and he couldn't just give it to Zhang Wenguo and the others for free.

So, no matter what, get that painting back!