ps: Today's word count is not enough, tomorrow three more to make up :)――

"Huaxia boy, shut up. You are not in a position to question the opinions of so many experts, you see? Oh, Mr. John, let's forget about today's episode, as we agreed, Mr. Henry gets the money, we get the fame, and this real painting of Master Falmel belongs to the British Museum."

The most fierce opposition is actually Hashimoto Kuhuilang, who paid the most money and was deceived the most. In his opinion, it doesn't matter whether the painting is true or not, with these certificates, the title of his dream will be at his fingertips, and the Hashimoto family will become a nobleman, which is the most important thing, how can this kind of good thing be destroyed by Zhou Yi?

Enough benefits can make people take the initiative to cover up the truth, not to mention that for Wilson and Hashimoto, it doesn't really matter what the truth is, what matters is whether the money they spend can be exchanged for what they need. Wilson wanted a good name, Hashimoto wanted nobility, these were not things that could be bought directly with money, but John provided them with a shortcut to the south, which was enough to make them side with John, forgetting that the old man had just deceived them.

Zhou Yi smiled. Li Chaoren didn't say a word until now, it was a test for him, and it was also a disguised encouragement for him to let go and do it, but Tang Bao didn't seem to be able to stand this, he had already stood in front of his brother with his eyes open, slapped out a bank card fiercely, and looked at Hashimoto like a cockfight: "Little devil, don't you be convinced, do you want to gamble with your buddies?"

Eating, drinking, prostitution ~ gambling. Tang Bao especially liked this last one. I was surrounded by a group of 'cultural people' just now, listening to them talk about culture and art. I feel that I am a white man when I talk and laugh. It's a bad feeling, it's a bad feeling, and now I've finally found an opportunity to participate.

Western paintings? God is pitiful, Tang Dashao didn't know anything about Chinese painting. But he knows one thing, what Brother Zhou said was false is false, not to mention that Big Brother will not be wrong, but he is wrong. Isn't it just an Oriental ghost?

"Bet?" Hashimoto was stunned, obviously not reacting.

"If the painting turns out to be fake, your 125 million euros will be mine, and if it is true, I will pay for the painting. Buckingham Palace will reward the knighthood, or yours. ”

Tang Bao smiled and pointed at Li Jucheng, who was not moving in the eight winds: "See, the richest man in Asia, that is my uncle, buddy has money!"

"If the painting is real, you will pay for the painting? Okay, I'm betting!"

Hashimoto listened to the thief's eyes, and this good thing, isn't this just giving money to yourself? He didn't believe that the appraisal made by 12 authoritative experts and the test results of the Royal British Academy of Sciences could be wrong, or that it was wrong. In Hashimoto's view, he is invincible, oh the Chinese people are so cute, as soon as they appear, their aristocratic status is there, and they don't have to spend money, ~ that person is a group of pigs, wahaha.

"Your kid's gambling is not small."

Zhou Yi was a little dissatisfied, and wanted to easily get Hashimoto's money into his pocket. I don't want to be preempted by Tang Bao, this girl's eyes are poisonous enough?

"Hehe, I know that you are a person who doesn't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, buddy has been short of money recently, so he should take advantage of your east wind to make a small fortune. ”

Tang Bao smiled, very proud: "Everyone present is a witness, Hashimoto, are you allowed to lose Hu Lai?"

If Zhou Yi proves that the painting is fake, according to the rules, John will return the money to everyone, and Tang Bao is betting on this handful, and then the 125 million euros will have to change his surname to Tang.

The agreement was signed on the spot, and Wilson and other witnesses also signed the certificate, and everyone looked at Zhou Yi. These collectors are all conceited, waiting for Zhou Yi to prove it, to see how he overturns the appraisal conclusions and scientific test reports of authoritative experts.

"Boss, it's all up to you this time, if the buddy loses, he won't even have the money to eat, so I'll go to your house to eat when the time comes. "Tang Bao has made up his mind, it is best to win, and if he loses, he will rely on Zhou Yi, the rich man, and he will not suffer inside and outside anyway.

"Huaxia Zhou, please, I hope you are not a big talker. ”

John just sneered. The previous show with Henry can also be said to be forced by the economic environment to adopt commercial methods, if the paintings are all fake, then he is all finished, whether it is naked deception or his eyes, it is enough for him to never look up in high society, and John's family will never be able to turn over.

"You will be disappointed Zhou, I am also a famous collector and connoisseur, I have seen this painting with a microscope, and compared to the other works of Master Falmer, there is nothing wrong with the pigment particles. Zhou, you should know that every painter has his own unique way of concocting paint, and if it weren't for Falmail, who would be able to concoct such a pigment?"

John smiled, the top twelve authoritative experts in Europe have analyzed the pigments used in this painting, and there is absolutely no problem, this Chinese young man is obviously too confident, and he will regret it soon.

"Does the right paint mean that the painting is right?"

Zhou Yi walked slowly to the painting, shook his head with a smile, and said: "As a collector, I believe that Mr. John will not have heard the name Mechelen, right? Even Picasso and Leonardo da Vinci in later generations had to admit that Mechelen was the most powerful counterfeiter in European history in the past 800 years, and he had an innate talent, and he could figure out the painter's technique and characteristics of mixing oil through painting, which was not a problem for him." ”

"What, Mechelen?"

Hashimoto's face changed slightly, although he was not an expert in Western painting, he had also heard the name of the master of counterfeiting, Mechelen. This stunning counterfeit maker is very single-minded, only making fake paintings and not real paintings in his life, and his son has a talent for painting, and he has also trained a generation of pseudo-painting masters

This is also a kind of realm. It's really not about fame, only about money. After all, it is too difficult to become famous in the Western painting world. Many great painters, such as Van Gogh, only rose to fame after his death, and Mechelen clearly saw this. So it's true to simply fake the paintings of famous artists and make money.

This is a realist through and through, the kind of person who will do it perfectly once he sees something. If it is really his fake, it is also possible to deceive twelve authoritative experts in contemporary Europe.

Everyone looked at John, and even Li Jucheng was dazzled. looked at Zhou Yi with appreciation. Obviously, Zhou Yi's depth exceeded his expectations.

"Hahaha, Huaxia Zhou, you are really still too young. ”

John laughed. It wasn't until he bent down with a smile that he stopped his ridicule of Zhou Yi with a flushed face: "When I bought this painting, I already had financial problems, but I still spent 10 million euros a week, do you think I would buy a fake painting? Mechelen? Unfortunately young man, I know him better than you, just like I know my own palm." ”

John glanced at Zhou Yi and everyone very proudly, and talked eloquently: "Zhou, I thought you could say something new, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." I would like to ask you to tell me. Why is it that when we identify Western paintings, we only identify paint particles for paintings before the 17th century, but for paintings from the 17th century onwards, this step is overlooked?"

"Because before the seventeenth century there was no machinery for grinding paint, it was all done by hand. Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Well said. John nodded: "So for paintings before the seventeenth century, this is almost the most effective approach, but for Mechelen it may not be effective, and I have taken this into account." For this, I noticed another key, and that is the crack, the crack on the canvas!"

Seeing that Zhou Yi didn't speak, John smiled even more proudly: "The counterfeiter must first forge the canvas with cracks, and the cracks on the canvas must be consistent with the real thing." So they make the crack first, and then paint on it, and when they do the crack, they have to apply oil on the canvas and then bake it, which is a very cumbersome process, so the fake painting will melt under the temperature test."

"But Mechelen's paintings don't. ”

Zhou Yi smiled faintly: "The oil he uses will not melt even at a high temperature of 100 degrees, and your method is ineffective for him." ”

"Well, that's a good point, Zhou, you are quite insightful, so to identify Mechelen's forgery, you must use the last resort to detect the presence of cobalt and cadmium in the painting. Because if you use oil to create cracks, and then paint with paint, you will produce these two components due to a chemical reaction."

John smiled, "That's what I asked of the Royal British Academy. But in the end, they did not find cobalt and cadmium in this painting. In other words, the cracks in this painting are not made, but naturally generated. We even removed the 0.1 micron slice without damaging the painting, and there was no problem at all after inspection. What do you have to say, young man?"

"Absolutely. I repeat, this is a fake!"

Zhou Yi's expression was very calm: "It's actually very simple to prove that it's a fake, as long as you cut this painting, everything will be clear." ”

"Boss, are you really sure?"

Tang Bao's nervous palms were sweaty. When Zhou Yi was debating with John, he asked John's housekeeper to take all the certificates and inspection reports and read them, but the more he looked at them, the more he felt uncertain.

At present, it seems that Zhou Yi is guessing without ground, and he is very stubborn.

"Haha, that's funny young man, you're such a stubborn boy. ”

John shook his head again and again, and said, "You want to cut open this painting? This is the only genuine work, it is a priceless treasure, are you trying to destroy it? I can tell you one more fact, Mechelen's forgery is now secretly in the collection of the Kunsthalle in Vienna! It is a secret, few people know about it, but I heard that you have read the books and materials on the shelves in the VIP room, if you are careful enough and lucky."

"I was lucky enough to see Duke Verdi's private diary and know about it. ”

Zhou Yi nodded with a smile and said: "But the Duke is mistaken, if I am not misjudged, the one secretly collected by the Vienna Art Museum was painted by Mechelen's son Mechelen." Their father and son did this for only one purpose, to make people mistakenly believe that the painting was real, and for this reason, Mechelen Jr. deliberately left a flaw."

"What are you talking about!"

John's face finally changed.

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