Wang Jingyu was overjoyed, "This kid has been fooled!" Okay, when I sell the painting to you and sign the contract, I will expose the painting as fake." I'll see how your auction will be held tomorrow!

I can't identify a single painting, how can I guarantee that the auctioned things are genuine!"

"Okay, but I want a lawyer to witness the signing, the contract must be clearly written, whether this painting is real or fake, after it is sold, it will never be returned!"

"Of course! This is the rule of our industry, and we don't have to worry about people when we see it, so there is no reason to return it. Gong Shao, let the lawyer of the auction house draft the contract!"

"Good!"

......

The two sides soon signed in the presence of lawyers and reporters, and Gong Daoming also handed over a promissory note of 7 million to Wang Jingyu.

"Haha......"

Wang Jingyu laughed wildly when he held the bank cashier's check, and laughed so much that tears came out of his eyes.

"Wang Shao, it's not that there is a lack of money. It's just seven million, and it actually makes you cry!" Chen Xiu said with a chuckle.

"Laugh...... Keep laughing, you'll soon be laughing again!"

Wang Jingyu pointed to the "Melan Picture" on the desktop and said: "I'm sorry to tell you that this painting is a fake!"

Saying the promissory note in Yang Yang's hand, he said even more proudly: "I'm really sorry, we signed a contract, and I can't pay you back this money!"

As friends, though. I advise you two to don't open any auction house at your appraisal level.

was deceived by himself, and took the deceived fakes out for auction.

Closing the auction house is also a good deed!"

Sun and Zhao, the two appraisers, slapped their thighs anxiously, and muttered: "I just said that it was a fake and didn't believe it, but now it's okay, I've been fooled!

Gong Daoming was also afraid that Chen Xiu would lose his eyes, and when he saw that those reporters were still shooting wildly, he was afraid that it would be published in the newspaper and on the Internet tomorrow.

"Chen Xiu, you go first. I'll deal with these reporters, and I won't let them ruin your reputation, at most I won't open a branch in Shacheng. ”

Chen Xiu was moved in his heart, knowing that Gong Daoming wanted to protect his reputation, and immediately said with a smile: "Gong Shao, hurry a ball!

He shouted loudly: "Bring a scalpel and a pig hair brush!"

Soon someone sent a scalpel and a pig hair brush, Chen Xiu gently picked up the corner of "Melan Tu", gently separated it with a scalpel, and slowly cleaned it with a pig hair brush.

"What is he going to do here?"

Wang Jingyu raised his head and asked an old man behind him.

"Wang Shao, people like to use rice paper to paint, but rice paper is relatively thin and easy to wear, when making paper, in the process of making paper, there is no separate double-layer rice paper, it is called clip Xuan.

He now wants to divide the rice paper into two and divide a painting into two! However, Wang Shao can rest assured that the method of sandwiching Xuan became popular after the Qing Dynasty.

This "Melan Tu" is a painting from the late Song Dynasty, and if he can divide the painting into two, it will prove that this painting is a forgery copied by the Qing people!"

Chen Xiu heard what the man said, not only did he look up at the old man behind Wang Jingyu, but he didn't think that a guy like Wang Jingyu who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it would not think of this way to tidy up his own auction house, how long was this person giving him the idea to smash the field.

"I don't know the old man's surname?"

The old man was not afraid of Chen Xiu's gaze, but stood up and said with a smile: "No, Shacheng Cao Yin!"

"It turned out to be Mr. Cao, who was a little talented. It's a pity that a handful of old people have lived to this age, but they are still talented and virtuous, and they can be regarded as living on dogs!"

"Humph!"

Hearing Chen Xiu's ridicule, Cao Yin snorted coldly.

Gong Daoming bowed his head and whispered in Chen Xiu's ear: "This Cao Yin is an expert on a treasure appreciation program on the local TV station in Shacheng. In particular, after our auction house arrived in Shacheng, he didn't hand him a post to worship the pier, and this guy made us hold a grudge. Deliberately want to rectify us with Wang Jingyu!"

"Don't be angry, wait a minute to make sure they don't laugh!"

Chen Xiu quickly divided the paper into two and showed it in front of everyone, but it was different from before, the paper on the separated painting was as thin as silk, and the ink color was also dim.

"Haha...... What else can you say about the Song people's "Melan Map" drawn by the clip Xuan method, which is not a fake......"

Cao Yin was about to laugh, when he saw the piece of paper separated from the ground, he couldn't laugh anymore, only to see that the painting below was also a "Melan Map", but the ink color and charm were ten times better than the one that was opened above, and with the opening of the above one, the seals of Qianlong's father and son and Emperor Xuantong were gone, leaving only a refreshing composition and a small poem on the right.

"This ...... This is the real "Melantu"!"

Ding Gong, Sun and Zhao, the three appraisers, pushed away the reporters in front of them, and they all grabbed the front of the painting to take a closer look, and Cao Yin also stared at the "Melan Map" below with a big mouth.

"That's right, I can guarantee that this is definitely the authentic "Melantu", and I am 100% sure that this seal is Zheng Sixiao's seal!" Ding Gong said with certainty.

The two appraisers, Sun and Zhao, also nodded and said affirmatively: "This painting style, brushwork and ink are undoubtedly Zheng Sixiao's authentic works!"

Chen Xiu smiled and said to Cao Yin: "Expert Cao, what do you think!"

"This ...... This ......"

"Expert Cao, now in front of dozens of reporters, don't think about it. If you say in good conscience that it is a fake, your reputation for decades will be ruined!"

Cold sweat rushed out of Cao Yin's forehead, and after thinking about it, he finally nodded and said, "That's right, it's a real work!"

Wang Jingyu grabbed Cao Yin's collar and said sharply: "You old guy, you received 500,000 yuan from Lao Tzu, don't you promise me that this painting is a 100% fake!"

"Wang Shao, I'm ...... I ......"

Cao Yin is silent, if he knew that this painting was genuine, he would not have taken it out to Wang Jingyu to fool Chen Xiu and them, without the chaos of Qianlong's father and son, this "Melan Map" is worth more than 20 million!

Am I going to be an idiot and give away tens of millions for 500,000!

"What the hell is going on?" Cao Yin looked at Chen Xiu, very angry, and his eyes were full of confusion: "You let me die and die!"

Chen Xiuyang raised the thin paper in his hand and said, "You are right, there is nothing wrong with the above one being a fake. ”

"No...... It's impossible, whoever copied the painting can paint the same style and charm as Zheng Sixiao, even if the shape is the same, it is impossible to be so consistent with the original painting!"