"It seems that Brother Tang, you are in a bad mood, I understand it very well, I have also experienced it, I wanted to pick up a big leak, but I didn't expect to end up with an eye, it's okay, it will get better soon!" Seeing that Tang Yin's tone was not good, Zhu Mingren looked like I understood you very well.

"You're wrong, I'm in a good mood right now!"

"Brother Tang, don't force ......" Zhu Mingren thought that Tang Yin was pretending to be smiling and beating his spirit, but he was actually depressed to death in his heart.

The more depressed Tang Yin is, the happier he is!

"Brother Zhu, I don't know if I can temporarily increase the auction items?" Tang Yin's topic changed, and he no longer wondered whether it was an eye-catcher.

"Yes, but as an auction item that was cut into the queue later, there is a certain limit on the value, and it must reach more than one million, why do you want to participate in the auction, Brother Tang?"

"Can't you?"

"Of course, Brother Tang, what do you want to auction?"

"It!" Tang Yin lifted Zheng Banqiao's bamboo drawing forward.

What the?

The people in the vicinity all heard Tang Yin's words.

Seeing that Tang Yin was going to auction Zheng Banqiao's bamboo map, and said that it was worth more than one million, his face became very strange.

Is this trying to pick up the leaks and thinking crazy?

This piece of Zheng Banqiao's bamboo has been determined to be Zheng Banqiao's early works, and the artistic level is not high at all, if it weren't for the sake of the author Zheng Banqiao, no one would want it at all.

Tang Yin now says that he is worth millions, isn't he crazy?

"Brother Tang, are you joking?" Zhu Mingren was stunned for a moment.

He didn't think that Tang Yin was serious, because he already knew Tang Yin's appraisal level, and he had to admit that it was very high.

It is impossible for a person with a very high level of appraisal not to see the level of this painting, how can he think that it is worth millions?

Therefore, he immediately thought that Tang Yin was joking.

"I'm serious!" Tang Yin said very seriously.

"Brother Tang, if you are really uncomfortable, I can return the money to you!"

"I said he's worth more than a million, do you believe it?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhu Mingren was a little confused.

"I've made it clear, I think it's worth more than a million, and now I'm putting it up for auction, don't you believe me?"

"Don't believe it, unless you can prove it!" Zhu Mingren shook his head.

Although Zheng Banqiao's bamboo picture was bought by him, after he bought it, he also communicated with other famous artists.

The unanimous conclusion of the crowd is not worth it!

Not to mention a million, 10,000 people want it.

He didn't know what kind of wind Tang Yin smoked, so he would buy it for 100,000 yuan, and now that he was pumping even more, he actually wanted to sell it for a high price of one million, isn't there really a problem with his brain?

"Of course I can prove it, is there a flashlight?"

"I have!" Someone behind me has a stubble, it is Hu Honghao.

He bent down to not block the sight of others, came to Tang Yin's chair, and handed over a strong flashlight that he could carry with him.

Tang Yin was a little surprised, someone really carried it with him?

"Come, Wanwan, Red Cloud, Shiyu, and Ma Xiangfeng, do you see if it's worth millions?" Tang Yin put the painting up.

Then put the flashlight on the back of the painting, while the others on the front of the painting, turned on the flashlight.

The framed image quality is very thick, but the flashlight source is so strong that it partially transmits the image quality.

Wow!

Zhu Mingren heard an exclamation from multiple people.

"What is the situation?" Wan Wan and the others could see the situation after the flashlight was irradiated on the front of the painting, but Zhu Mingren was on the back of the painting and could not see anything.

But when he heard the exclamations of the crowd, he knew that there must have been a discovery, and it was a very important discovery, otherwise it would not have caused an exclamation.

What exactly is the problem?

Is it really possible to increase the value of this painting to a million?

Unguessed, Zhu Mingren was like a white claw scratching his heart.

"I'm not sure how much it's worth, but I think it's worth a million!" Ma Shiyu said in amazement.

None of them expected such a change after the bright light.

Even Hu Honghao, who ran to the front, was full of amazement.

"Little friend, can I take a look?" Just as everyone was amazed, an old man with gray hair walked not far away.

Very thin, but mentally strong.

"Let me introduce, Brother Tang, this is Taishan Beidou in our Demon Capital antique world, Feng Yao and Old Man Feng, old man, this is Tang Yin!" Hu Honghao hurriedly introduced the two to each other.

"It turned out to be Tang Xiaoyou, hello!" Feng Yaotong said with a smile.

"Your old lady is polite, just call me Xiao Tang!" Tang Yin hurriedly responded with a smile, after all, the other party is an old-timer in the antique circle, and you should respect the old-timer.

"Then you're welcome, Xiao Tang, can I take a look at the painting you just bought?" asked Old Man Feng.

"Of course you can!" Tang Yin nodded.

Because of Old Man Feng's actions, the auction has been suspended.

After all, he is Taishan Beidou in the antique circle, and this is not a formal auction, and it is not a big deal to suspend it due to external factors.

"Old man, I'll help you hold the painting!" Hu Honghao volunteered, holding one end of the painting in each hand.

Old Man Feng took a flashlight and put it under the painting to take a photo.

Zhu Mingren came over with a jealous face, and after taking a look at the painting, his face suddenly darkened, and it became darker and darker.

Because the flashlight shines on the back of the painting, after the strong light passes through the drawing paper, some images appear that should not be there.

You can see that it is the shadow of some bamboo.

And where the shadow appears, on the front of the painting, is simply an area without ink, a blank area.

What does this mean?

People in the antique circle immediately thought of a possibility.

Picture-in-picture!

It's quite simple to say, that is, under Zheng Banqiao's bamboo drawing, there is another painting, a hidden painting.

When a person looks at it from the front, it is impossible to find a painting underneath without the ability to see through.

Now, with a strong flashlight, the strong light penetrates the thick piece of paper, revealing the painting that is covered underneath.

"How did Tang Yin find out?" Zhu Mingren was very puzzled.

Just now, this painting was auctioned in front of everyone, and many people saw it, many of whom were famous artists in the circle and had extraordinary eyesight.

But there are so many people, except for Tang Yin, none of them can see it, but Tang Yin can see it.

"It's also a bamboo painting below!" Old Man Feng moved the flashlight little by little and looked at the whole painting.

You can see the painting covered underneath, which is also a bamboo drawing, and judging from the outline of the shadow, the painting skills should be very exquisite.

"I didn't expect it to be a picture-in-picture!" After reading it all, Old Man Feng made the final decision.

"Old man, what kind of painting is covered underneath?" Hu Honghao, who was holding his hand a little sour, spoke.

He watched the whole process just now, and there was also a certain amount of speculation, the problem was that Old Man Feng was present, and it was not his turn to express his opinion.

"You should ask the owner of the painting!" Old Man Feng looked at Tang Yin with a smile.

"Brother Tang, you must know, right?" Hearing Old Man Feng's words, Hu Honghao turned his head to look at Tang Yin, waiting for Tang Yin to give him an answer.

He has a new understanding of Tang Yin's eyesight.

"Then I'll be ugly in front of my predecessors, and talk about my guesses, I guess that the painting covered below should also be Zheng Banqiao's painting, and it is a bamboo at its peak!" Tang Yin said confidently.

In fact, he didn't see it at first, but he felt a little puzzled, Zheng Banqiao's early bamboo drawings were not of much value, how could someone be so carefully framed?

From the exquisite framing, Tang Yin had serious doubts.

So he used the ability of the cup to check the condition of the treasure, but he didn't expect to see a large number of rich treasures.

Zheng Banqiao's early bamboo drawings, because Zheng Banqiao's painting skills are not yet mature, there will not be much treasure at all.

He immediately concluded that there must be something wrong with this painting, because treasure does not deceive people, there is something, and there is nothing.

After confirming it, he did not hesitate to buy it, regardless of whether he would be ridiculed or not.

After settling and getting the painting, he quickly found that there was a problem with the thickness of the drawing paper, and it was a little too thick.

Then I looked at it from different angles, and I quickly realized that there was a painting under the surface painting.

Just in time for Zhu Mingren's sneering, he decided to teach him a lesson, and only then did he plan to participate in the auction temporarily.

As for the appearance of Feng Yao and Old Man Feng, it was not expected by Tang Yin, it could only be said to be a coincidence, which happened to be seen by Old Man Feng.

"Impossible!" Hearing Tang Yin's words, Zhu Mingren subconsciously denied it.

After blurting it out, I realized that I had said the wrong thing.

I haven't taken out the painting below yet, and no one can be sure what it is, and it's too arbitrary to deny it.

"How do you know it's impossible?" Tang Yin asked with a smile, someone stepped into the pit by himself.

"I, I guessed!" Zhu Mingren said with little confidence.

"I think there is a certain possibility, first of all, through the light and shadow, the following is indeed a bamboo picture, although it is a little blurry, but it is very Mr. Zheng Banqiao's style!" Old Man Feng spoke.

As Taishan Beidou in the antique world of the magic capital, his words were very weighty, and everyone who listened nodded one after another, much more than those who agreed with Tang Yin.

After all, for people in the antique circle of the magic capital, Tang Yin is like a stranger, and only Hu Honghao knows him.

"Old Man Feng, can you be sure?" asked Zhu Mingren with some annoyance.

He hates, how can Tang Yin let Taishan Beidou in the antique world of the magic capital support him?

In fact, he was also a little confused, it was not that Old Man Feng supported Tang Yin, but Old Man Feng's personal opinion, but it was the same as Tang Yin's opinion.

"No one can make a final judgment until the painting covered below is taken out, no matter what I say or anyone else says, it's just an inference!" Old Man Feng said very indifferently.

At his age, many things have been seen, even if Zhu Mingren's tone is a little bad, he doesn't bother to care.

"Can I participate in the auction now?" Tang Yin asked Zhu Mingren with a smile.

After such a fuss, this painting has been noticed by many people.

Zhu Mingren is not stupid, he knows, just based on what Old Man Feng said just now, people in the antique circle of the magic capital will definitely make a move without hesitation.

Million, I'm afraid it's just the lowest price at the beginning, and the final transaction price will definitely be far more than one million.

The final transaction price may be millions, or even tens of millions, in short, it will never be low.

"It's obviously my painting, I bought it, but now it's making Tang Yin make a lot of money, and he's still in the limelight in front of everyone, why is he?" Zhu Mingren felt very congested, and he had a feeling of making wedding dresses for other people, and it was a wedding dress worth millions, or even tens of millions.