Chapter 53: The smell of milk is not dry

Ma Yijiao, Ma Yuan's name, Wei Xiu can be said to be unfamiliar. Speaking of Ma Yuan's name, Wei Xiu knew it when he was in elementary school. Wei Xiu still clearly remembers that in art class at that time, he once used a pencil to copy Ma Yuan's landscape painting "Plum Stone Creek Painting".

At that time, he was a little boy who used a pencil to copy a landscape painting, and the effect can be imagined, and the painting can be described as miserable! However, Wei Xiu's art teacher at that time praised Wei Xiu's copied duckling, which was quite cute, because of this compliment, Wei Xiu remembered that painting at a young age.

As a famous painter in the Southern Song Dynasty, Ma Yuan, who is famous for his unique painting style and skills, his paintings were all precious things at that time, let alone today?

In addition, it is difficult to preserve paper calligraphy and paintings, and very few can be handed down. Under the scarcity of things, the price of Ma Yuan's work has been speculated to a crazy price.

At this time, the sound of discussion on the scene became more and more intense, buzzing as if there were countless mosquitoes, and some treasure connoisseurs explained the importance of this painting to the employer with excited faces, and strongly recommended that the employer take a picture of this famous painting, and the scene became more and more lively.

Wei Xiu couldn't help but walk to the front desk, looking at the painting with a slight frown, his expression becoming more and more strange.

The carbon-14 radiation intensity of this painting is extremely strange, the front is strong and the back is weak, if you look at the front is probably an ink painting of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, but if you look at the back, it becomes a Song Dynasty painting. It's the first time Wei Xiu has seen such a strange situation.

Carbon 14 detection is different from thermoluminescence, its accuracy is still trustworthy, even if there is an error, it shouldn't be such a large span?

Could it be that this painting is a Ming imitation of the Song Dynasty? Even if it is a Ming imitation of the Song Dynasty, why does the ink painting look like it is from the Song Dynasty from the back? You must know that this painting has not yet been framed, it is just a piece of paper, unless it is two pieces of paper in one.

The problem is that if two pieces of paper were combined into one, they would not be recognizable.

Wei Xiu stared at this landscape painting, his eyes were a little uncertain, and after a while, he turned around and left, returning to his place and sitting down.

At this time, everyone has basically completed the close-up appraisal and entered the bidding auction stage.

At this time, Cai Yongguang had also completed the identification, and came over to whisper a few words to Sang Shenghongsang's boss. Suddenly, Boss Sang's expression became a little excited, and he seemed a little restless, and when he saw Wei Xiu sitting over, he leaned over and said, "Brother Wei has something to discuss with you?"

"What's the matter?" asked Wei Xiu.

Boss Sang said with a smile: "This painting will definitely cause crazy quotations after a while, hehe, I am also a little interested in this painting, when the time comes, if I don't have enough cash, please support Brother Wei Xiu, I will return it immediately!"

When Wei Xiu heard this, he glanced at the suitcase that Boss Sang was carrying, and saw how the volume looked like a million, so much money Boss Sang felt bad, could it be that this could really be auctioned for a sky-high price of more than one million? !

While Boss Sang was talking to Wei Xiu, the auction had already begun, and within two rounds, the price was already approaching the 700,000 mark.

Boss Sang and Wei Xiu had just finished speaking, when they suddenly raised their hands and shouted, "Eight hundred thousand!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was quiet, and many people turned their heads to look at it, and when they saw the ugly faces of several people in the field, they knew that many people were frightened by Boss Sang's trick.

"Eight hundred and one thousand!" a voice sounded, and it turned out to be a lady. Wei Xiu turned his head to look, wasn't it the noble lady who came with her?

"Eight hundred and fifty thousand!" Boss Sang followed without showing weakness.

The two of them turned out to be like vindictive, and the quotation rose all the way to the million mark.

Wei Xiu saw it in his eyes, thinking that he was still quite protective of Boss Sang when he saw him for the first time, his heart moved, and he pulled Boss Sang and said, "Boss Sang, if you can trust my vision, don't shoot this painting!"

"Don't shoot! why?" Boss Sang was stunned, and his voice couldn't help but be a little louder.

Cai Yongguang, who was still looking at the-for-tat offer, looked over with a gaze and said, "What do you say, young man?"

Wei Xiu scratched his head and said, "I can't say it clearly, I don't feel very good, it's better not to shoot!"

Boss Sang frowned when he heard this, but Cai Yongguang sneered: "It doesn't feel good? If antiques can speak with feelings, then why should the university set up an archaeology department? Look at the paper in this painting, look at the painting style, and then look at the degree of dryness of the ink, all of which show that this is definitely the true handiwork of Ma Yijiao! If you give up this painting, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life!"

Hearing Cai Yongguang's words, Boss Sang hesitated, on the one hand, Cai Yongguang is a well-known antique appraiser in Qinghe City, otherwise he would not have asked him to come over to help with the palm? But the scene where Boss Qian identified the two antiques was so unexpected that Boss Sang still remembers it vividly, and he feels that the young man may really have two brushes.

Who to believe??

Because of Boss Sang's stop offer, another person who is determined to win participated in the snatching, and the price of landscape paintings is rising steadily, and there seems to be no resistance to breaking through the million mark!

Seeing Boss Sang's hesitation, Wei Xiu smiled bitterly and said, "Boss Sang, I'm just suggesting, as for the final decision, it's up to you!"

Boss Sang pondered for a while, thinking of Wang Qiwang's secretary to Wei Xiu's polite appearance, his heart suddenly moved, no matter how precious an antique is, there will be a chance to photograph it in the future. At this time, if Wei Xiu was disliked because of this matter, it would not be a treasure of antiques that could make up for it.

Thinking about it, Boss Sang said: "It's okay to give up, I only brought 1.5 million cash this time, if I take this one, there will be no money to shoot good things later!"

Hearing Boss Sang say this, Cai Yongguang was anxious! He also counted on Boss Sang to auction this famous painting, and then persuaded him to put this painting in his auction house for another auction, and the whitewashed Ma Yuan's original work would definitely increase in value at that time.

Even if Boss Sang is unwilling to auction it, he will have one more capital to brag about in the future.

Don't underestimate this boastful capital, whoever mentions him in the future and adds a sentence in front of him, "It is the teacher Cai who helped Boss Sang buy Ma Yuan's authentic works", it is enough to increase his prestige. Now the rich love to be vassals and elegant, but unfortunately most of them don't understand, so they can only look for people who know how to help identify, with a reputation, will there be less such business?

"Boss Sang, this is Ma Yuan's real work, if you miss this village, you won't have this shop!" Speaking of this, Cai Yongguang glared at Wei Xiu and said: "You stinky boy, you don't know what to say, don't think that you can make a lot of nonsense after reading books for two years, let me tell you, the antique industry is not a book that can become a master, this industry needs experience, isn't this a bad thing?"

Cai Yongguang said this very angrily, his voice couldn't help but be louder, and he was suddenly heard by other people in the small board room, and the extremely fierce scene was paused, and many people glanced over.