Chapter 2297

"Fatty, what's the matter? Do you want to barbecue this rubbing of the stele?" Yang Jing crossed his arms and smiled playfully.

"Let me tell you, if you damage this rubbing, even if you cut off all your fat and sell it, you can't afford the compensation!"

Hearing Yang Jing's sarcasm, Li Jiahao, who couldn't stand it, kindly reminded: "Fatty, don't do those fancy things. It's not too late for you to sincerely apologize to Mr. Yang and Master Qiu now."

"I believe that Master Qiu will not treat you, an outsider, with the same view."

At this time, Li Jiahao still wanted to try to make a big deal out of this matter.

However, Ye Xiao even prepared the tools to slap him in the face, so how could he stop?

"Mr. Li, thank you for your kindness. It's not me who apologizes, but Yang Jing and the so-called master." Ye Xiao said slowly while using a small brush to dip some kind of "paint" he prepared in the bowl.

"Haha, Mr. Li, good words can't persuade a damned ghost. Some people won't cry until they see the coffin. Just let him go!" Yang Jing laughed contemptuously.

To be honest, he was really worried that Ye Xiao would be persuaded by Li Jiahao and then give up his suicidal behavior. By then, even if he wanted to make Ye Xiao and Wang Chufeng embarrassed and crawl out of the Li family, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Fortunately, this fat guy was stubborn and like an idiot. Even at this time, he was still so ignorant of life and death.

After hearing what Ye Xiao said, Li Jiahao completely gave up rescuing Ye Xiao.

He had done what he should do. This fat boy didn't know what to do, so it was no wonder that he didn't know what to do.

At this time, Ye Xiao had already arrived in front of the unfolded rubbing of the stele and calligraphy by Yang Jing.

What puzzled everyone was that Ye Xiao seemed to really plan to brush the rubbing of the stele and calligraphy with sauce and roast it to eat as Yang Jing teased.

He slowly brought the small brush dipped in some mixture closer to the rubbings.

Seeing Ye Xiao's action, Li Jiahao couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. Every piece of the collection he admired was a treasure in his eyes, but now Ye Xiao was trying to apply some unknown things on the rubbings.

Even Wang Chufeng was a little frightened after seeing Ye Xiao's inexplicable operation.

Could it be that what Brother Ye said just now was really just arrogant boasting, and Ye Xiao himself couldn't explain it?

Master Qiu frowned deeply at this time, "Stop it! Fatty, Mr. Yang asked you to tell me how this rubbing of the stele is a fake, not to destroy it."

Hearing Master Qiu's words, Ye Xiao stopped the operation in his hands and smiled slightly: "Master Qiu, in fact, I originally thought of just relying on words, but you would definitely not believe it, so I planned to put the true face of this fake in front of you."

"Haha! It's ridiculous. If what you said makes sense, how can we not believe it? So stop pretending, you have already lost, and quickly crawl out of the Li family."

Master Qiu sneered and scolded.

Since Ye Xiao said that this rubbing was a fake, Master Qiu didn't believe it at all, so in his opinion, Ye Xiao's final result must be crawling out like a dog.

Now he feels that there is no need for Ye Xiao to act crazy and destroy it.

Li Jiahao also supports some of Master Qiu's words. What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true.

If Ye Xiao could really point out the problem with this rubbing of the stele, he might have said it long ago, and he would not have done this kind of "performance art" there.

Ye Xiao exhaled and said slowly: "In your eyes, this rubbing is the basis of the rubbings of the Song Dynasty. The materials of the ink and paper used are the standard pairing of the rubbings of the Song Dynasty!"

"Uh!" Seeing that Ye Xiao could actually get to the point, Li Jiahao couldn't help but look at Ye Xiao with a higher opinion.

Compared with rubbings of other dynasties, the obvious difference between Song Dynasty rubbings and rubbings of other dynasties lies in the ink and paper. If you are not in the antique business, you will definitely not be able to say it.

"Tsk!" Master Qiu sneered coldly.

"Fatty, it seems that you are not completely an idiot about antiques, but you probably only know this little bit!"

"Let me tell you, I have identified this rubbing as another two pieces of evidence of a Song Dynasty rubbing, to open your eyes."

Master Qiu said with his nose up, staring at Ye Xiao with disdain.

Ye Xiao was not angry at what Master Qiu said. He kept his hands moving, as if he was humbly listening to Master Qiu's advice, and as if he had expected what Master Qiu said.

"Compare it yourself, which one has clearer text, this rubbing or the Ming Dynasty rubbing brought by Wang Chufeng?"

"Everyone knows that the earlier the ancient things are, the clearer the text is.When it is printed, the more it can retain its charm, I believe that as long as you are not blind, you can distinguish it! "

Master Qiu's tone did not change at all, and he still spoke in a condescending manner.

Hearing this, Li Jiahao, Li Yumo and others all nodded gently.

This is very logical. Both rubbings are rubbings of inscriptions from the Tang Dynasty. Although they are not from the same inscription, one is in front and the other is in the back, which can be distinguished by the clarity of the rubbings.

"Hehe!" Ye Xiao grinned.

"Then if I say that the clear one is the one that the person who made the forgery re-carved the inscription and then rubbed it, how do you explain it, Master Qiu? "

Everyone was stunned when they heard Ye Xiao's words. It is indeed possible that the ink and paper of the Song Dynasty can be imitated by modern people. Then the inscriptions can be engraved and printed, which will naturally make the text clearer.

Master Qiu swallowed his saliva and sweated slightly on his forehead. Now he finally stopped treating Ye Xiao as a scoundrel who was making trouble.

"Boy, even if the rubbings were made by later generations in the way you said, Li Yu's inscriptions can never be faked! "

Master Qiu raised his voice by several decibels. This was the biggest basis for him to determine that this rubbing was a rubbing from the Song Dynasty.

Li Yu was a very famous calligraphy connoisseur in the Ming Dynasty. He left a lot of writings. Almost no one could forge his calligraphy and seals.

Hearing this, Li Jiahao kept nodding his head. Obviously, he also agreed with Master Qiu's statement.

This fat boy must be unable to refute it this time.

As Li Jiahao expected, Ye Xiao did not question the authenticity of Li Yu's inscription.

"Well! Master Qiu, you are right. This inscription was indeed written by Li Yu..."

Before Ye Xiao finished speaking, Master Qiu interrupted him forcibly and said arrogantly: "Boy, since you also admit that Li Yu's inscription is true, why don't you fulfill the bet quickly and crawl out of the Li family!"

At this moment, Master Qiu was already certain that he could not be defeated by Ye Xiao, so he couldn't wait to get this. The fat man who dared to question his identification ability was humiliated.