That kind of atmosphere, it looked a little tense, they all held their breath, no one dared to say anything, only Yang Chen, with an indifferent look on his face.

"By the way, Dad, how was the cooperation with Meihuan in the afternoon?" Yang Chen asked in a low voice.

"The contract was revised, and the stake of Meihuan was reduced from 70 percent to 10 percent. Xiao Yang said quickly.

If it weren't for this matter going so smoothly, Xiao Yang wouldn't be in the mood to come over with the picture of the lady of the fairy palace for identification.

Speaking of which, that matter is also thanks to his son-in-law, if it weren't for the help of his son-in-law, Qianzi would be really dangerous this time.

Sometimes, that's how it goes.

Even if Yang Chen didn't say a word, he was just Gao Dongyang's secretary, and the fact that he came to pick up Yang Chen in person was enough for Liang Mingfei to change his original plan.

I don't know how long it has been, but Sun Lao finally raised his head.

"Qiu Ying's authentic work is definitely genuine, although it is Qiu Ying's early work. ”

"Qiu Ying is also good at painting ladies, but the pictures of ladies he painted, most of them are court ladies, fairy palace ladies, I have seen it for the first time, but from the perspective of brushwork and style, it is absolutely genuine, out-of-print treasures. Sun Lao's hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes looked a little crazy.

"If this is put at auction, it will definitely be a sky-high price, this gentleman, can you cut your love and transfer this painting to me, I will pay 50 million. Sun Lao looked at Xiao Yang and said.

The price given is even a little higher than Xie Bufan.

For someone like Sun Lao, who is obsessed with antiques, this out-of-print antique is simply priceless.

is different from Xie Bufan, although Xie Bufan likes antiques, although he has been immersed in antiques for many years, Xie Bufan is still a businessman after all.

Million.

This sky-high price made many people in the room change their faces.

Xiao Yang was even more overjoyed, after two masters in a row, this was the real thing, and this time Xiao Yang had no doubts in his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Sun, but I don't plan to sell this painting, I'm going to keep it for myself. Xiao Yang said overjoyed.

Sun Lao smiled bitterly: "That's really a pity, you are deliberately coveting me, good things are in front of you, but you can't get it, this taste is really uncomfortable." ”

Sun Lao's personality seems to be more open-minded, although he wants to get this picture of the lady of the fairy palace, but it doesn't matter if he can't get it.

Some other people also came up with some precious things one after another, and I have to say that the strength of this old man is really undoubted, and the head of the explanation is the Tao.

The real thing is fake, it's easy to see it, and there's been no mistake at all.

At this moment, Ling Tian also took out a box, a sandalwood box, which looked quite high-end, and inside the box, there was a purple clay pot.

"Elder Sun, please help me take a look. ”

"This purple clay pot was bought by me for 700,000 yuan on the black market. Ling Tian said, "However, I have gone to look for the ancient one over there, and the ancient said that this is a fake. ”

"Oh, yes, the old man said it was a fake, that shouldn't be wrong, the old man has no worse vision in this regard than I do. Sun Lao said with a smile.

"Having said that, but Old Man Gu had something to do at the time, and he couldn't explain it to me carefully, so please ask Old Sun to help me point out what is wrong with this purple clay pot. Ling Tian said, his tone was quite respectful.

"It doesn't hurt. As he spoke, Sun Lao took the purple clay pot and examined it carefully.

"This is a high-imitation purple clay pot made by Chen Mingyuan in the Qing Dynasty. As he spoke, Sun Lao nodded slightly.

"The workmanship and craftsmanship are quite exquisite, but only at the bottom of this purple clay pot, there is a slight mistake, otherwise, it is enough to confuse the real with the fake. As he spoke, Sun Lao turned the purple clay pot around, and at the bottom, he could vaguely see four clusters of traces, an area about the size of a grain of rice, and the color was not the same as the one next to it.

"Chen Mingyuan's purple clay pot has always been delicate and well-proportioned, and there will never be such a mistake. ”

Although it is small, in terms of antiques, it is such a small flaw that is enough to judge the authenticity.

"It's a pity, although the skills are superb, but there is no value in collecting, but if there is no last flaw, if it is fake, it is equivalent to collecting a fake, and it is even worse. Sun Lao shook his head and said.

Ling Tian stood up and took the purple clay pot: "Thank you Sun Lao for your guidance, I finally know what the problem with this purple clay pot is, I think I Ling Tian, I have been influenced by my father since I was a child, and I have been immersed in antiques for more than ten years, I thought that my vision was no longer enough to cause problems, but I didn't expect it to be still not good, learning is endless, and today I finally saw it." ”

Ling Tian's words were exaggerated, although he said that he had bought a fake, but the style was raised.

As he spoke, he raised the purple clay pot in his hand and was about to break it.

"700,000 is considered to be a lesson. ”

Lesson?

For a person like Ling Tian, 700,000 is considered money, it is nothing at all.

There was no slightest bit of unhappiness in my heart, and there was even a smile on my face, as if it might sound good if I heard it in 700,000.

At this time, Yang Chen suddenly spoke: "Young Master Ling, can you show me this purple clay pot?"

Ling Tian glanced at Yang Chen with some disdain: "Mr. Yang, you also know antiques? ”

"Hehe, you can't say that, antiques are a kind of pursuit, a kind of art, and it has nothing to do with wealth, as long as you like it, everyone can play. Sun Lao stroked his beard beside him and said.

For the sake of Old Sun's face, Ling Tian gave the purple clay pot to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen took it in his hand, just glanced at it casually, and immediately withdrew his gaze, confirming it in his heart.

"Ling Shao, can this thing be transferred to me?" Yang Chen asked.

Ling Tian glanced at his mouth: "What do you want a fake for, a poor ghost is a poor ghost, you can't afford to buy a real thing, do you want to buy a fake?" I really didn't expect that I wanted to break something, but you actually regarded it as a treasure." ”

Yang Chen wasn't angry, he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"If you want it, give it to you, and it's just garbage. Ling Tian said mockingly.

Yang Chen smiled: "It's better to trade normally, let's make a price." ”

"Can you afford it?" Ling Tian glanced at Yang Chen, obviously looking down on Yang Chen.

After yesterday, Ling Tian had already found someone to investigate Yang Chen's background, and knew that Yang Chen was a poor ghost, the son-in-law of the Xiao family, and then the kind of person who had no status.

"I don't take advantage of you, I bought it for 700,000 yuan, and I sold it to you for 700,000 yuan. Ling Tian said.

He knew that Yang Chen couldn't take out 700,000 at all.

If he could come up with 700,000 yuan, he would definitely not be the son-in-law of the Xiao family.

Who would have thought that Yang Chen did not hesitate at all, and immediately agreed: "700,000, no problem, I bought it." ”

While speaking, Yang Chen was about to take out his bank card, and then he remembered that he didn't seem to have a bank card with him, and the clothes on his body last night were all in tatters by Xiao Tong, and after changing his clothes, a lot of things were left at home.

"I'll come, it's a thank you for saving me before. Before Yang Chen had time to show his timidity, Zhou Yuehan next to him had already noticed it, and directly stepped forward and gave his bank card.

"Then thank you, I'll give it to you later. Yang Chen smiled.

Zhou Yuehan, I didn't expect this girl to also intervene. Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything and accepted Zhou Yuehan's transfer.

"This little brother, didn't he see other things wrong on this purple clay pot, can you tell the old man? The old man can only see this difference in color, but not in other places. Sun Lao asked with a smile.

The corners of Yang Chen's mouth also curled up with an arc.

"Who said this is fake, it's true. Yang Chen said with a smile.

One sentence instantly made Sun Lao's face ugly.

I just identified it and said that this purple clay pot was fake, but Yang Chen actually said that it was true, isn't this a slap in the face?