"You..... What do you want to do!" Hearing this, Fang Qingping on the side suddenly panicked.

What does this guy want to do with a blade.

"You don't believe this painting is real, do you?" Yao Qian looked at everyone and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter, the money has been paid, one hand of money and one hand of goods, you can't return it now!" Fang Qingping gloated.

Zhang Ling'er on the side puffed out her face and said to Yao Qian, "Ling Tian, why don't you believe Grandpa's words!"

Her tone was very dissatisfied, she could see that this painting could never be Tang Bohu's real work, why didn't this guy listen to people's persuasion?

"Ling Tian Xiaoyou, judging from the old man's many years of experience, this painting is completely fake!" Zhang Qiliang said bitterly.

Hearing this, Yao Qian couldn't help but smile slightly.

"This painting is a real painting, but it is ruined, and it is golden. ”

Hearing this, Fang Qingping on the side suddenly heard a sneer.

"Little friendly eyesight, you can see this! I want to see how a golden jade is in the law!"

"Oh, Yao Qian, little friend, stop laughing anymore. Zhang Qiliang said with a bitter face.

Seeing this, Yao Qian didn't say more.

Directly picked up the blade and walked to the edge of the scroll.

"Ling'er, come and help me hold a little. Yao Qian said to Zhang Ling'er.

"Ling Tian, what tricks are you playing again? Although Zhang Ling'er looked dissatisfied, she still walked to Yao Qian's side and helped him hold up the scroll.

Yao Qian directly swiped the blade lightly on the scroll, and the scroll suddenly cracked.

"Ling Tian, little friend, what are you doing here? This is also bought for 10 million. Zhang Yulin hurriedly said anxiously on the side.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid this kid is not a fool. Fang Qingping on the side sneered in his heart and shook his head.

Yao Qian didn't pay attention to them, but gently slid the knife on the scroll.

One knife, two knives.

In a short time, a crack was drawn on the edge of the scroll, and the mezzanine immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Tear pull~

Yao Qian directly tore up the scroll of his appearance gently, and another painting suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Although the scenery on the two paintings is similar, the charm in them is completely different.

Whether it is flowers, mountains, or water in this painting, there is a faint uninhibited charm in it.

It's completely different from the rigid temperament of the painting at the beginning.

"This?!Is this the real handiwork of Tang Bohu, the portrait just now is a temporary recruitment!" Zhang Qiliang exclaimed on the side.

"How is it possible!" Fang Qingping's expression was shocked.

This painting was originally specially searched by him to embarrass Zhang Qiliang, and he never thought that there was a hole in it.

Zhang Qiliang hurriedly walked up to take the instrument and began to look at it.

Zhang Ling'er on the side was full of excitement: "Ling Tian, how do you see this!"

"Haha, I won't tell you!" Yao Qian said.

"Hmph! Zhang Ling'er said angrily.

Zhang Yulin on the side looked at Zhang Qiliang with a nervous face and said, "Dad! Is this really Tang Bohu's real work!"

Truly old objects can be seen at a glance.

Just a slight glance, Zhang Qiliang determined the idea in his heart.

This painting is undoubtedly the true work of Tang Bohu!

"Hahaha, I didn't expect this painting to be real!" Zhang Qiliang laughed loudly.

"What? It can't be. Fang Qingping on the side suddenly became anxious.

If this painting is Tang Bohu's authentic work, it is a priceless treasure.

was sold to Yao Qian by him for eight million, and his heart is now dripping blood.

"I won't sell this painting and give it back to me!"

Fang Qingping rushed towards the scroll in a frenzy.

This is Tang Bohu's real work, rare in the world!

As a professional antique appraiser, he certainly knows the value of this painting.

And if this matter reaches the ears of other peers today, there will be no place for his old face!

It was a shame for him that such a famous antique appraiser was actually picked up by a young man.

Yao Qian stepped forward to stop Fang Qingping, who was rushing over, and said with a cold expression: "Just now I paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, this painting is mine now, what do you want to do now?"

"No, no, how can I sell this painting, I'll give you back the money, can you give it back to me?" Fang Qingping said with an anxious expression.

Hehe.

Yao Qian glanced at Fang Qingping like a fool, "You are an old immortal, you look ugly, and you think it's quite beautiful." ”

"You!" Fang Qingping was immediately angry, he had lived for so many decades, and it was the first time that a young man dared to talk to him like this.

But when he thought of Yao Qian's skills just now, he suddenly wilted again.

This old bone of his own is probably not enough for him to punch him.

So Fang Qingping glanced at Yao Qian resentfully, turned around and left Jianbao Zhai.

"Haha, this old guy actually has a time to make an eye, Ling Tian Xiaoyou, you have picked up a big bargain. Zhang Qiliang looked at Yao Qian and said with a smile on his face.

"How much is Grandpa's painting worth, why is Old Man Fang so excited?" Zhang Ling'er asked suspiciously.

"The latest transaction of a genuine painting of Tang Bohu was sold for a high price of 200 million yuan in Xiangjiang, and this painting is much better than that painting in terms of quality and size, and its value is at least twice as high as it!"

"Twice!" Zhang Ling'er exclaimed.

Twice as much is 400 million, even if Zhang Ling'er has been pampered since she was a child, she is not bad at money, she is also surprised by this number.

"Damn, Ling Tian, you've made a fortune!" Zhang Ling'er said loudly to Yao Qian.

"Hehe, low-key and low-key. Yao Qian pressed his hand, his face was indifferent.

"Master Zhang, can you please help me sell this painting!" Yao Qian turned to Zhang Qiliang and said.

This painting is of no use to him at all, and he does not want to cultivate his artistic cells now.

So this painting might as well be exchanged for money.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiliang was slightly stunned, and then showed a look of excitement.

"Yao Qian Xiaoyou, do you really want to sell this painting?"

"Yes, it's useless for me to keep this painting in my hand. Yao Qian smiled.

"In that case, you can sell this painting to the old man, and I will accept it at the market price. Zhang Qiliang said excitedly.

Ancient paintings of this level are basically unattainable!

For a collector of his calibre, this is what is in the dream.

If you don't make a move this time, then you will pass this village, and there will never be this shop again.

"Since, Master Zhang wants it, then I naturally want adult beauty. Yao Qian said with a smile on his face.

"Okay! I'll get the money ready right away. Zhang Qiliang couldn't wait to say.

With this painting, he had the capital to boast about later.