Xia Yan finally decided to tell the truth by himself, so that the masters could decide, so as not to complain about anything, after all, there were still three billion to follow.

Before Xia Yan could speak, Wu Wei teased again: "Masters, is there still an end? My master and Jia Lao are older than your father, are they playing with physical strength? If it is identified for ten days and eight days, you can live by drinking the northwest wind, but we can't?"

Now everyone laughed even more, last time they scolded them for being the eighth king, and this time they said that they were the eighth king, but it should also be said, how long has it been?

Several masters had no time to quarrel with Wu Wei, and one by one they were blushing and their necks were thick, and they hadn't come up with a result yet.

Xia Yan then said: "Several masters, I have seen this painting!"

"Have you seen it? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Wei Mao immediately became a little angry, but he didn't want to say it deeply, so he hurriedly asked, "Where have you seen it? Whose painting is this?"

"I met it when I was in the provincial capital. Xia Yan said: "I was going to buy it at the last exhibition, but I happened to meet Wu Wei's little cub and was bought by him, but he said that this painting is a painting of a straight monk, and it is also very valuable and a painting that persuades people to be kind, the reason why I didn't say it is that I am afraid that it will affect everyone's identification." ”

"Painting a straight monk?" Wei Mao hadn't heard of it either, so he couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"This little cub said that he is not a full-time painter, but he paints very well, and he is a generation of strange monks, as famous as Tang Sanzang. Xia Yan also continued: "He also said that this painting is to persuade people to be kind, not to forget his mother's kindness, he wants to buy it and donate it to the temple, everyone applauds him!"

These masters are also dizzy, and they know very well about some calligraphers and painters, but this monk really doesn't know much, maybe there is such a strange monk?

But these are all what Wu Wei said, what Wu Wei said the little cub, can you believe it? And you brought this place today to participate in the appreciation meeting? Isn't that looking for losing?

However, everyone thought about whether Xia Yan could come or not, and Wu Wei might not have guessed that Xia Yan was coming.

Another point is that in such a short period of time held several sessions of the appreciation game, although the name of the jewelry store has been changed, but the baby always has to be taken out, this kid has won several sessions in a row, there should be no way, so this painting was taken out, want to bluff.

Wu Wei urged again: "Masters, what's the matter? You still have no end? Don't be so tired that you turn over, your neck is not long enough and you can't get up!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and some people followed Wu Wei's urging, saying that these masters had been too long, and they were just nonsense.

The masters were also helpless, they really couldn't say, so they decided to follow what Xia Yan said, after all, what Wu Wei said was also very reasonable, and when he bought this painting that day, he didn't expect Xia Yan to come, so let's say!

Gong Qichao has already said before, this time it is Wei Mao who comes forward, the last treasure, and the other one is his own.

Wei Mao also turned around and walked to the middle of the stage, looked at Wu Wei and said angrily: "Little cub, what is your name?

"I know you're appreciating!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "I still know what parts you are admiring, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long?

In the laughter of everyone, Wei Mao was also so angry that his face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little cub, don't be sarcastic, this master will let you know how powerful, and I will explain to you the origin of this painting!"

Wu Wei didn't say anything at this time, and everyone quieted down, waiting for Wei Mao to explain to everyone.

"This painting is a single silk painting, which should be in the Tang Dynasty. Wei Mao also said aloud: "The painting skills are also very good, but there is still a slight gap compared with the famous masters." ”

Wu Wei, Qin Liuye, and Jia Daguang all laughed in their hearts, this guy is about to go astray! This is Master Zhang Xuan's painting, which master is worse?

"I've just shown you this picture, it's a picture of breastfeeding, and it's called Don't Forget the Picture. Wei Mao continued: "As for this inscription, it is a straight painting, and this master will start with the name of this painter. Huazhi is not a professional painter, but a monk, a monk!"

Qin Liuye, Jia Daguang, Jiang Man, and Wu Wei almost couldn't hold back their laughter at this sentence, but the two old men were not good at laughing at people in person, so they barely held back.

Jiang Man's big beauty couldn't help it, but Wu Wei pinched Jiang Man's little hand, turned around and glanced at Jiang Man.

Jiang Man didn't laugh at first, but when he saw Wu Wei's nervous face, he deliberately pretended to show them and confuse them, so he couldn't help it, leaned down and laughed, so as not to be seen.

"Painting Zhiqi Monk is a famous monk in the Tang Dynasty, and the Taoism is profound!" Wei Mao also continued: "It is the same name as the famous mage Xuanzang at that time, that is, Tang Sanzang, the one who learned scriptures from the West, can be described as very powerful, and this painting is the work of Painting Zhiqi Monk." ”

Jiang Man's big beauty just laughed enough and wanted to raise her head, and when she heard such words, she immediately fell down again and giggled, this is also too interesting, Wu Wei is talking nonsense all day, these people really believe it?

Wei Mao on the stage continued: "Let me explain to you from the name of this painting, not forgetting the picture, that is, not forgetting the mother's kindness, and persuading people to be kind." As the saying goes, the crow has the righteousness of feeding, and the sheep knows the grace of kneeling milk, and this painting is a painting of the monk who persuades people to be good. ”

When Wei Mao said this, these masters all looked at Wu Wei's side.

Wu Wei also pretended to be helpless and nervous, as for the two old men, they were always smiling, and it was not surprising, these people knew at a glance that Wei Mao was right, and they were all happy, Ma Long also patted Xia Yan on the shoulder, signaling that this time thanks to Xia Yan from the provincial capital, otherwise it would be really difficult to identify this painting!

"Based on the above situation, it is still an ancient painting of the Tang Dynasty, and it is such a famous monk. Wei Mao was also proud, and paused deliberately, then looked at Wu Wei and said, "This master will pay 10 million, Wu Wei, do you have any opinions?"

This price was also discussed by them, after all, he was still a strange monk in the Tang Dynasty, and his painting skills were also very good, and these meanings were also in place for this price.

Xia Yan still regrets it a little, he is really fucking unlucky, if he hadn't met this little cub, he would have made a lot of money, and if he bought it for 50,000 yuan, it would be 10 million!

Wu Wei also stood up under everyone's gaze, walked to the middle of the stage and smiled, and then asked, "Master Wei Mao, are you finished?" Is there anything else you need to add?"

"No, don't want me to repent!" Wei Mao thought that he had said it right, and said coldly: "Now we are going to show the last treasure!"

"Slow down!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "You are not right about this painting, not a word is right, how can you show your treasure? You have already lost, three to one, even if you win the last treasure, you still lose to me two to three." ”

Now everyone is in an uproar, this is lively, this painting is very important, it is related to the question of winning or losing, Wu Wei also said that he didn't say a word right, isn't it interesting?

"Little cub, do you want to beat Lai?" Wei Mao said angrily, "What's wrong with what I said?"

"There is no right sentence!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "First of all, it is not right to draw a straight monk, there are many masters here, who has ever heard of painting a straight monk?"

This was originally a character that Wu Wei said by himself, but Wu Wei himself couldn't recognize it at that time, so he was talking nonsense, and everyone naturally didn't know it, and they all said that they hadn't heard of it.

"Little cub, just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean you haven't. Wei Mao was also a little weak when he said this, but he couldn't say anything else, gritted his teeth and said: "That can only show that you are ignorant, this is a strange monk with the same name as Tang Sanzang, why not?"

"You guys can really talk nonsense!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "Why don't you say that you went to the west to learn scriptures, and you also took Sun Wukong and Monk Sha with you?"

"Little cub, what nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Mao was stunned: "You are Zhu Bajie! I mean a strange monk with the same name as Tang Sanzang, who said that he went to learn the scriptures?"

Everyone couldn't laugh anymore, Wu Wei scolded him casually, this master is not slow, but it seems that he can't get Wu Wei.

"Okay, let's not talk about what you learned. Wu Wei said with a smile: "Or go back to this painting, the payment of this painting is a straight painting, not a straight monk, and I haven't taken the scriptures, and it's not a strange monk, but the name of an official position, the history museum is straight, have you heard of it?"

Wu Wei said that some of these masters really knew, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart, he didn't think of this at first, there was no painter who used his official position to settle the money, and there were many paintings in the history museum, but there were a lot of them!

Wei Mao immediately quibbled: "What you said is not right, who doesn't know the official position of painting straight in the history museum, and painting straight is not one or two, which painter will use this kind of official position to pay for his works? In the end, I can't tell whose work it is, it's just nonsense." ”

"The reason why the painter doesn't dare to use his own name to settle the payment is that there is some background here!" Wu Wei sneered at this time, and said loudly: "And I can tell you that the writer of this painting is Master Zhang Xuan of the Tang Dynasty, and he was the painter of the History Museum during the period of Emperor Xuanzong.

These masters were all frightened at this time, and they were also a little weak-hearted, just now this painting is not ordinary, it really looks like Zhang Xuan's painting, and it is not something that a strange monk can paint?

Wei Mao couldn't admit it, and if he did, he would lose, so he hurriedly quibbled: "What you said was Zhang Xuan's painting is Zhang Xuan's painting? What evidence is there? Why does Zhang Xuan's painting not use his own name, but use such a name?"

"I said that this has a historical background!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "Now I will tell you the real name of this painting, not the picture written in the painting, but the picture of feeding the king, the breastfeeding of the king, the king of the prince, this is the real name of this painting!"