My Waste Husband

Chapter 138

Soon, Boss Li handed Henry a piece of Chinese art paper, fine ink, and a fine wolf-hair brush.

"Boss Li, please take away the dishes on our table." Henry took the paper and shook it in front of him. After Boss Li arranged someone to clean up the table he was sitting on, Henry laid the paper on the table, turned his back to Bai and waved the brush in his hand.

As soon as he finished, Henry suddenly remembered something. He turned to Sylvia and said, "Honey, watch out for me. Don't let the master see me painting."

Sylvia blushed because Henry called her honey. She nodded slightly shyly. "Okay."

After that, Henry turned around and continued to write.

Hearing Henry's words, Sylvia and the other two girls stood behind him in a row, staring at Bai, preventing him from seeing what Henry was doing. At the same time, they also couldn't see what he was doing.

Only Mark could see Henry's movements. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide unconsciously.

Five minutes later, Henry put down the brush in his hand and took a deep breath. "Well, okay, my dear wife, you didn't let Master Bai see what I was doing, did you?"

"No." Sylvia shook her head, turned around and asked curiously, "What were you doing?"

"This." Henry picked up the paper on the table. At the same time, the things on the paper were visible to everyone.

At the moment they saw the paper, almost everyone, like Mark, widened their eyes and opened their mouths, including Sylvia and the other two girls.

On the paper that Henry picked up, there was a painting of several shrimps. But Boss Li's painting was exactly the same. Every shrimp was the same as the ones on the painting they saw a couple of moments ago.

"How... how is this possible?"

Boss Li walked up to Henry with a look of disbelief. Looking at the painting in Henry's hand, he asked cautiously, "Sir, can you give it to me?"

"Of course." Henry handed the painting to Boss Li casually. The painting ink had not dried yet, and it still smelled good.

Boss Li put the painting painted by Henry and his painting together. After careful observation, he found that the shrimps painted by Henry were exactly the same in size and length, even the inky colour of the shrimp's joints was the same. Even if they were printed, they could not be made the same.

"Henry, you..." Sylvia's beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

Henry smiled and said, "This is my method. Master Yu, can you see where the painting I painted has interrupted stikes?"

"You!" Bai stared at Henry and didn't know what to say. He really didn't expect that someone could imitate the Black Shrimp like this. How did he do it?

Just now, interrupted stikes and drawing style he was talking about were all made up by him. He was so fearless because he knew that the painting was authentic. But now, if he had to talk about details, he could not do it at all.

"What's wrong? Can't you say it?" Henry looked at Bai, who was speechless and sneered. "As a member of the association, the vice president of Suhang's painting association, you should do what

you are supposed to protect the reputation of the painting association and pass on the true value instead of using your identity to act wildly and talk nonsense! No one should act like you when examining the painting. Just by looking, you can't say whether the painting is authentic or not. Now I tell you clearly that Boss Li's Black Shrimp is not the authentic work of Master Qi."

The moment Henry's voice faded, the crowd burst into an uproar.

"How is this possible!"

"It's impossible! Boss Li has just taken out his certificate. Is it fake?"

"It doesn't make sense. Who dares to make a fake certificate? Look at it, there's a seal on it!"

Boss Li's face changed. "Sir, I admire your painting, but you should be responsible for your words. The certificate of my painting is clearly here. How can it be fake?"

"Boy, you're exaggerating. You've gone too far!" Richard mocked.

Not to mention these people who had nothing to do with Henry, even Milan and others were confused. Boss Li had already taken out his certificate. Why would Henry still say that this painting was fake?

Henry smiled and said, "Boss Li, pay attention to what I said. I didn't say that your painting is fake and I didn't doubt your certificate. I just said that your Black Shrimp is not authentic work of Master Qi." All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

As soon as Henry finished speaking, Richard shouted, "What a joke! I've been doing this business for more than ten years. Is it possible that in the Qing Dynasty, there were two masters who have painted this Black Shrimp?"

Henry took a faint look at Richard and whispered, "You are ignorant. It doesn't matter, but you shouldn't be so loud to show off your ignorance. In the Qing Dynasty, there was only one painting shrimp master, but in the Qing Dynasty, there were many Black Shrimps!"

"Sir, what do you mean?" Boss Li frowned.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever heard of collotype?" Henry glanced at everyone present.

"Collotype? Doesn't that mean printed version?" one of them asked.

"Not bad." Henry nodded. "The main methods of copying calligraphy works are the artificial imitation, the photocopy method, the woodblock watermarking, the collotype printing, and the inscription printing method. The earliest collotype version appeared in the early Qing Dynasty. This painting of Black Shrimp was the collotype version produced at that time. So Boss Li's certificate was correct. This painting was indeed a product of the Qing Dynasty, but it was not the authentic work of Master Qi."

"How can you prove it?" Bai asked in a low voice.

Henry pointed at his head and said, "It's common sense. If you care a little about the painting, you will know that Master Qi's Black Shrimp has been stored in the Southern province's library. Moreover, the original colour of the ink shrimp is blue. Only collotype version is yellow. If you want to verify it, you can gently touch the thick colour of the shrimp's shell. You should know that the colour of the ink is heavy. When the colour of the ink is dry, you can feel the rough texture with your hand. But collotype version doesn't have that. Although Master Qi's technique was simple, he used a lot of strength. In the collotype version, the black ink would not penetrate to the back of the paper."

When Henry talked about the ink, Boss Li subconsciously reached out to touch the ink. Sure enough, the ink was not rough at all, but very smooth.

"Boss Li, is what he said true?" Richard asked Boss Li with a sullen face.

"Wait a minute, everyone. I'll make a phone call to ask for confirmation." Boss Li took out his mobile phone and walked to the kitchen.

The people in the hall looked at each other with some doubts. Now, they didn't know who was telling the truth.