Tang Xin once heard someone say: Some treacherous antique shop owners, in order to buy antique calligraphy and paintings at a low price, paid a high price to buy a treasure expert and asked him to identify the genuine antique calligraphy and paintings of Tibetan friends as "fakes". Then, the boss came forward to buy the "fake" back at a very low price and sell it at a high price.

Dai Xiaojun, on the other hand, is a typical "profiteer", and it is very likely that he will buy the expert surnamed Jia to identify Mr. Liu's collection of paintings as "fakes", and then he will come forward to buy the paintings at a "fake price......

Thinking of this, Tang Xin couldn't help but glance at Dai Xiaojun and decided to listen carefully to their trading process.

"Mr. Liu, although your painting of "Qingquan Stone Downstream" by Wen Zhengming is a fake, it is indeed exquisite, and I want to buy it for my own appreciation. It's just that your offer of 500,000 yuan is too high, five times the valuation of Mr. Jia, and I can't accept it. ”

Mr. Liu sighed and said, "Mr. Dai, if it weren't for my son's urgent need for money for surgery, I wouldn't have sold this painting if he was killed." The price I gave you just now is already the price of jumping off a building and vomiting blood. If you still don't think it's too expensive, I'll have to find another buyer. ”

Dai Xiaojun pondered for a while before he pretended to be generous and said: "Since Mr. Liu is in trouble, I will buy this painting at your price, and the right is to accumulate virtue and do good deeds to support your son's surgery." Who told me to like this picture?"

Mr. Liu said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Dai, for your kindness. Don't worry, this painting is handed down by my ancestors, even if it is not Wen Zhengming's genuine work, it is also a fine ancient painting, and you will definitely not suffer!"

Dai Xiaojun showed a subtle treacherous smile on his face, took Mr. Liu's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go to our store to write an agreement." As soon as I signed the agreement, I paid the money. ”

Mr. Liu was just about to follow him, when Tang Xin suddenly stepped forward and said, "Hello Mr. Liu, can I appreciate your paintings?"

Mr. Liu looked him up and down a few times, and saw that although he was handsome and handsome, he was dressed ordinarily, had no collection in his hands, and did not have any jewelry and antiques on his body, not like a rich boss or a dealer in cultural relics, so he asked very coldly: "What do you admire? Do you want to buy this painting?"

Tang Xin smiled and said, "I can't afford this painting, but I can give you another appraisal of the authenticity." ”

Dai Xiaojun saw that Tang Xin suddenly came out to make trouble, for fear that he would ruin his plan to "pick up leaks", so he said to Mr. Liu: "Mr. Liu, don't believe his nonsense. He was the apprentice of Boss Huang of Gu Xinzhai, named Tang Xin, because he bought a fake sweet white glazed goblet on his own initiative, which caused a loss of 300,000 yuan to the store, and was fired by Boss Huang the day before yesterday. How could an apprentice like him, who had no vision or experience, give you an authenticity of a painting?"

When Mr. Liu heard that Tang Xin was just an apprentice in an antique shop, and he was fired for buying fakes, his face suddenly showed a look of disdain, and he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so he turned around and prepared to go with Dai Xiaojun.

At this time, Su Mingxuan and Mr. Liang happened to come over and heard Dai Xiaojun's words full of ridicule.

Su Mingxuan knew that Tang Xin's expulsion was Dai Xiaojun's troublemaker, so he was not angry, so he said to Mr. Liu: "Hello Mr. Liu, my surname is Su, and I am the owner of the 'Yazangxuan' antique shop. I can tell you responsibly: this little brother Tang Xin has magical and unique skills in the identification of antique calligraphy and paintings, and he should be able to identify the authenticity of your painting. If you don't believe me, you can ask this Mr. Liang next to me. ”

Mr. Liang also echoed: "Mr. Liu, this little brother does have magical treasure appreciation skills, you just let him take a look, anyway, he won't lose anything by looking at it, right?"

Dai Xiaojun's eyelids rolled, and he angrily accused Su Mingxuan and said: "Mr. Su, do you still abide by the rules of our industry? I have reached a business intention with Mr. Liu on this painting, but you came over to insert a rod, this is a taboo in the industry, do you still want to mix in this industry?"

Su Mingxuan sneered: "Mr. Dai, I'm not like some people, in order to take away other people's girlfriends, they tried to cheat him with fakes, causing people to be swept away." If such a lack of morality and smoke is known by people in the industry, I wonder if he can still gain a foothold in this industry?"

As soon as these words came out, Dai Xiaojun's face suddenly showed a flustered expression, and he didn't dare to speak again.

Mr. Liu was originally dissatisfied with Jia Yi's appraisal conclusion, but at this moment, when he heard Su Mingxuan and Mr. Liang say in unison that Tang Xin had magical appraisal skills, he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart, so he handed the painting to Tang Xin and said, "Then ask Mr. Tang to give me an appraisal." ”

Tang Xin took the painting and opened it, stretched out his hand with a ring and touched it on the scroll, and frames immediately appeared in front of him, like a TV series, showing the creation and inheritance process of the painting one by one......

After removing his palm from the scroll, Tang Xin said in a very affirmative tone: "Mr. Liu, your painting is indeed the real work created by Wen Zhengming, congratulations!"

Seeing that he barely looked at the contents of the painting, but only touched the painting with his hand, Mr. Liu made a rash conclusion, and could not help but be disappointed, and said very dissatisfied: "Mr. Tang, are you deliberately here to entertain me? How can you identify ancient paintings like this?"

Tang Xin said unhurriedly: "Mr. Liu, the painting you are holding was created by Wen Zhengming when he was forty-seven or eighteen years old, when he gave this painting to a friend of Xin Wei. The Wei family regarded this painting as a family heirloom, and after many generations, one day during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, they gave this painting as a birthday gift to one of your Liu family ancestors, right?"

Mr. Liu was taken aback, looked at Tang Xin dumbfounded, and stammered for a long time before asking, "Are you...... How do you know these things?"

Tang Xin smiled slightly and said: "Your ancestor who accepted this painting is a prefect of the Qianlong Dynasty. On his fiftieth birthday, one of his subordinates, the magistrate, presented him with the painting as a birthday gift. And that magistrate is the descendant of the Wei family. Since then, this painting has become a family heirloom of your Liu family, and it has been passed down to you, right?"

Mr. Liu was shocked, and asked with wide eyes, "Is your surname Liu?"

It turned out that the information that Tang Xin said just now was recorded in the genealogy of the Liu family, so Mr. Liu asked this question.

Tang Xin shook his head and said, "I don't have the surname Liu, and I haven't seen the genealogy of your Liu family. As for how I know this information, it's my personal privacy and I don't advise you!"

Dai Xiaojun saw that Mr. Liu began to believe Tang Xin's conclusion, and his heart suddenly became anxious.

It turned out that Mr. Liu needed nearly one million yuan for treatment because his son was suffering from lymphocytic leukemia, so he had no choice but to take out this ancestral painting of Wen Zhengming and sell it at Dai Xiaojun's Rongyuan Zhai.

Although Dai Xiaojun's character is not very good, but in the identification of antique calligraphy and painting, he is quite discerning, as soon as he sees this painting, he feels that it is genuine, and the value should be tens of millions.

Therefore, he suggested that Mr. Liu first go to the audition site and find Jia Yi, an expert in ancient painting identification, to do an authenticity test. If it is genuine, he is willing to pay 5 million yuan to buy it, and if it is a fake after identification, he is also willing to pay 200,000 to 300,000 yuan to buy it.

Mr. Liu felt that his request was more reasonable, so he agreed.

That night, Dai Xiaojun went to visit Jia Yi and asked him to appraise Mr. Liu's painting as a fake during the audition, and promised to give Jia Yi an honorarium of 500,000 yuan after the matter was completed......