As soon as Zhang Feng's words came out, many palms below began to laugh, although the splicing paintings exist, but the stitching of this kind of thing is simply impossible, not to mention the difficulty, that is, there are all kinds of loopholes in it, which is enough to be discovered at once.

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"Haha, Zhang Feng, are you joking? Splicing? I think you're afraid of losing too badly, so you're just talking nonsense here, aren't you? Splicing? It's really ridiculous, it's better for you to gouge out your eyes quickly, this is not a shame for your master!" Li Xianglin laughed, not believing what Zhang Feng said.

Bai Lao and Yan Lao on the stage were not locked tightly, and Zhang Feng's words surprised them too.

"Elder Yan, you have no problem teaching Zhang Feng, right? We are not sure whether this painting is genuine, but he actually said that it was spliced? You and I know very well what this splicing means. ”

"That's right, but since Zhang Feng dares to say this, there must be his reasons, I don't think there is any need to talk about this matter, I believe there must be other possibilities here, and it's better for us to continue to watch the show here." Yan Lao's face was calm, although he secretly sweated for Zhang Feng in his heart, but on the surface, he was extremely calm.

Zhang Feng strode to the front of the painting and pointed to the front of a mountain in front of the rich picture of the country: "This place is the splicing of the late painters, all the paintings will be old, and the fakes are deliberately made old for them, so it looks like they are really genuine, but there are also works that have become old through the rings of the times, and the works we see now are completely because of the natural aging, but this mountain is different from the degree of aging in other places, and even the painting style is close to a few people, but it has its own style." ”

"Don't talk nonsense here, do you think that stitching is such a simple thing? Although there are different places between the old and the new on this painting, the preservation of the painting has a lot to do with the collection and the location environment, and it is very likely that this painting is because of the wrong way of preservation, so this kind of thing happened. Of course, Li Xianglin would not believe Zhang Feng's explanation, and immediately began to refute it.

Zhang Feng didn't care, and once again pointed to the position of a water next to him: "At this time, it is water, and the painters in the Song Dynasty are generally bold and unrestrained, and the words painted are mainly free and easy, and there are not some masters in it, but the water in this place is full of gentleness and softness, but it looks like the painting style of the Yuan Dynasty." ”

"Haha, haha, Zhang Feng, I think you just have no excuses at all, just making excuses at random, you are not any evidence at all! Why? After studying with your master for so long, you finally learned this useless knowledge? I advise you to go home and farm now, otherwise, I can also consider you lifting my shoes in the future, I can still give you 1000, 2000 a month, haha!" Li Xianglin laughed wildly, sarcastically mocking Zhang Feng disdainfully, and even had no pressure.

"That's right, if you want to win, you have to show evidence, you always say what is the use of these different painting styles? This can't be evidence at all, since it's splicing, you can take it down, you take it and take it?"

"That is, it's all empty theory, without any insight, if you really have the ability, let's see what you said is not right, Xiangjiang Auction is such a big place, will sell spliced works?"

The palms below were not happy, but they still leaned towards Li Xianglin's side and began to sneer at Zhang Feng.

This is not necessarily true. The old man on the high platform suddenly said: "Although my Xiangjiang Auction House has always been known for its integrity, but this time we deliberately left a question mark in the invitation, not only to show that our auction house will have important treasures this time, but also to mean that this is an unknown product, even if it is old, I am not sure that these are really genuine." ”

The words of the old man on the stage were like a bomb, instantly exploding in the crowd, and even the old Zeng of the Xiangjiang Auction House said such a thing, which is obviously not false, that is to say, whether the rich and noble picture auctioned by the Xiangjiang Auction House this time is genuine or not, it is still impossible to know!

Zeng Lao walked up to Zhang Feng, looked at Zhang Feng's fingers, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou, I don't know how you can see that this place is made of splicing? ”

Zhang Feng scratched his head, this is really hard for him to explain, after all, he saw it with his right eye, the place Zhang Feng pointed to just now only has more than 300 apertures, and there are more than 500 apertures, which are completely inconsistent with the more than 700 apertures of the whole painting, so Zhang Feng can conclude that these places are all spliced.

However, if Zhang Feng said it, it is estimated that no one would believe it at all.

"Zhang Feng, let it go, I bought this painting today, no matter how much it is. Bai Lao stood up abruptly and gave Zhang Feng a dose of reassurance.

Zeng Lao raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhang Feng deeply, and then turned his head to look at Bai Lao: "Bai Lao, this is a picture of the wealth of the country, and it is also a heavy treasure I want to put in the auction house, the starting price is 30 million, this kind of gambling does not seem to be beneficial." ”

"Haha, we are the palm of the eye is originally a gambling industry, now even if we gamble, what can we do? If you don't want to compete, I'll buy this painting!" Boss Bai laughed and waved his hand indifferently.

I don't even know if the painting is real or not, whether it's spliced or not, no one will be stupid enough to compete with Bai Lao, one by one didn't speak, and even the magic eye who had been watching the excitement in the back didn't speak.

"Okay, since this is the case, this painting will be sold directly, 30 million, and now it is owned by Bai Lao!" Zeng Lao was also heroic, and directly agreed.

"Zhang Feng, you can give it a go, if you have any evidence, you can take it out directly!" Bai Lao was more confident.

Zhang Feng agreed, turned his head to look at the painting, reached out and touched the spliced part of the painting, stretched out his hand and moved it a few times, and actually took down a piece of the mountain on the painting.

"You actually destroyed the painting, I think you kid is really a loser, I don't know what kind of sin Bai Lao and Yan Lao have done, they will know a loser like you!" Li Xianglin's face changed slightly on the side, 30 million paintings, even if they were ordinary people, they would not dare to do this.

Zhang Feng didn't listen to Li Xianglin's words, and still slowly took down the mountain, revealing a neat square shape loophole.

The palms and eyes below were all staring at the situation above, and when they saw this square hole, their faces were instantly full of surprise.

"The square loophole, this knife skill, it doesn't seem that Zhang Feng took it down, this is really a trace of splicing. ”

"That's right, only the splicing will appear in the shape of a square and a rectangle, neatly and neatly, without the slightest flaw, can it be said that this painting is really made of splicing?"

The sound of discussion came from below, and Li Xianglin's face became even more ugly.

"Impossible, this painting is genuine, this must be Zhang Feng's ghost, there must be some knife in his hand!" Li Xianglin couldn't accept this reality at all, and even shouted out.

However, this shouting obviously had no effect, Zhang Feng put the mountain in his hand on the table, turned around, and took down the part of the water on it.

In just a few minutes, Zhang Feng split the painting into pieces, and Zhang Feng got rid of more than ten places, revealing the standard traces of squares and rectangles, without the slightest flaw on them.

The palms below have fully believed Zhang Feng's words, such a neat hole was definitely not cut by Zhang Feng on the spot, and judging from the dilapidated traces of the loophole, this is definitely a new mouth.

"These places are the places where they are patched, and the other places are parts of the original painting itself, and I think that is enough evidence. Zhang Feng said lightly.

"It's... How is this possible?" Li Xianglin took a few steps back, staring at the painting stupidly, muttering to himself.

Even the magic eye below, his face changed slightly, and he looked at the paintings on the stage, and the color of shock was overflowing.

"Haha, it seems that this time, our 30 million is played for nothing, even if this painting is spliced back, it has some collection value, and it must not be able to get 3 million, but why is my heart so happy?" Bai Lao's face was excited, and he looked at Zhang Feng with a look of relief.

At the level of Bai Lao and Yan Lao's palms, money is no longer important at all, but face is even more important.

Zhang Feng's appearance like this time indirectly made them extremely majestic.

Zhang Feng turned his head to look in the direction of Li Xianglin: "Li Xianglin, what else do you have to say this time?"

Li Xianglin froze in place, and didn't pay attention to Zhang Feng's words, his mouth kept chattering: "Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

"Hmph, it's just a fluke to win once, what's so arrogant? Today's matter, we won't give up, wait for me, Xianglin, let's go!" Demon Eye snorted coldly, waved his big hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop!"

Li Xianglin wanted to leave, but Zhang Feng had no intention of letting him leave.

"What do you mean by that, what are you stopping me for?" Li Xianglin took a step back and stared at Zhang Feng warily.

"What? Is Brother Li so forgetful? Now that we forgot our bet, now that I have won, Brother Li's eyes, do you want to keep one?"

After speaking, Zhang Feng turned around and walked to the stage, snatched a knife from a stunned man, and threw it directly to Li Xianglin.

Li Xianglin didn't dare to pick it up at all, so he hurriedly dodged, and the knife fell to the ground.

"It seems that Brother Li doesn't dare to start, since this is the case, I don't mind helping Brother Li, so as not to embarrass Brother Li. ”