Wen Wan wanted to argue loudly, it wasn't like this, she didn't remarry, she loved Su Wu deeply until she died.

But he couldn't say anything.

She is dead, she died thousands of years ago, and there is no Su Wu here, so what's the use of talking about all this?

The bamboo slips on the stage slowly unfolded, presented in front of everyone, the antiques of the Han Dynasty, even if they are not famous but they are not very valuable, not to mention that there is a good story that has been passed down through the ages, and there are not a few interested people here.

Only Wen Wan was very disappointed after seeing the whole picture clearly, no, it was not Su Wu's original traces.

According to the rules, anyone who wants to bid on antiques can go on stage to observe and appreciate the authenticity, or send a professional appraiser.

Wen Wan saw that it was not Su Wu's true work, so she had already given up. But even if he knew that it was fake, there was still the style of Su Wu's original work between the lines, which should be copied by later generations, and he couldn't help but want to take a closer look, so he asked Cheng Mufeng in a low voice, "Can I go up and have a look?"

"Do you like this?" Cheng Mufeng thought she had fallen in love with this set of bamboo slips.

Wen Wan shook her head, "I want to see it closely, I don't want it, this is not like the real thing." She hesitated, but still said it, because she saw that Jing Chuyang was already ready to go up, and she was obviously very interested.

Jing Chuyang naturally heard it and looked at her strangely. He came today for the ring, and for this set of bamboo slips, which his grandfather had specified as a must.

Xu Jiajia finally seized the opportunity to sarcastically mock her, "Some people really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they don't even know who Su Wu is, but they dare to say that other people's words are fake, who do you think you are?"

Wen Wan ignored her, and just looked at Cheng Mufeng fixedly.

Cheng Mufeng is a little embarrassed, not everyone can go up, the value of antiques is difficult to estimate, if it is accidentally damaged, compensation is a problem, so the people who go up need to have a license plate and have auction qualifications, they represent Jing's, only Jing Chuyang has one qualification.

Duan Xijie handed his license plate to Wen Wan, "Use mine, I'm not interested in this, you go up and take a look, if you want to take a picture, use my number plate." He thought the same as Xu Jiajia, and he didn't think that Wen Wan could tell the truth from the false, but he could see that she seemed to care.

"Thank you. She smiled at him gratefully.

Jing Chuyang stepped forward with Wen Wan, there were already a few people standing in front of the auction table, an old scholar was taking a magnifying glass to look at it carefully, his brows were furrowed, and he nodded from time to time, looking unfathomable. After reading it, he stood up straight, nodded and walked down satisfied, and didn't say much.

After watching it by several people in succession, it was Jing Chuyang and Wen Wan's turn. Jing Chuyang actually can't tell the truth or falsehood, he came up just for a routine task, on the one hand, this is what his grandfather pointed out, and the truth has nothing to do with him, on the other hand, he also believes that the organizer will not fool people with fakes.

But Wen Wan looked at it stupidly for a while, and finally couldn't help but lightly put his right hand on the seal at the end of the bamboo slip, two vigorous and powerful big characters, Su Wu.

It's just that there is a problem with this time, the original plain bamboo slips actually emitted a faint yellow light, like a mist wrapping the bamboo slips, Wen Wan thought she was wrong, withdrew her hand and the yellow light disappeared, covered it again, and appeared again.

Wen Wan withdrew her hand, wondering in her heart, could it be related to the perspective of her right hand, but she hadn't found it before?

"Are you optimistic?" Jing Chuyang saw Wen Wan's stern appearance, and secretly laughed, this girl is actually quite funny.

Wen Wan nodded, and the two walked down, and there were still people waiting to observe. After returning to his seat and sitting down, Duan Xijie couldn't wait to ask, "How about it, do you want me to take a picture for you?"

Wen Wan shook her head, her mind was still in the yellow light just now, and she said casually, "It's not genuine, what's the use of me coming?"

"Are you sure it's a fake?" Jing Chuyang asked cautiously, although it was his grandfather who pointed out what he wanted, but if he knew that it was a fake, and then auctioned it back at the price of the real thing, it would be a fool's behavior.

Wen Wan woke up like a dream, but she didn't want to lie and deceive people, so she reaffirmed her statement, "It was copied by future generations." ”

"How do you know? Who wouldn't?" Xu Jiajia asked sharply, and before Wen Wan could reply, a mocking expression suddenly appeared on her face, and she said loudly, "Wen Wan, you don't understand anything, why do you say that this is a fake?"

Wen Wan didn't guard against Xu Jiajia's sudden attack, looked at her blankly, and forgot to speak. The noisy hall suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes gathered, and those who were interested thought it was genuine, but at this moment, when they heard someone say that it was a fake, they all paid attention to it, and wanted to hear what they had to say?

The more anxious person asked directly, "That little girl, you said it was a fake, is there any reason?"

Wen Wan didn't want to attract so much attention, but Xu Jiajia obviously deliberately put her in this situation, so that she could say no, not say it. Cheng Mufeng said softly, "Don't panic, just say your opinion." Even if you say something wrong, it's okay, all of you are seniors, and you won't care about it in general. ”

"Yes. Duan Xijie also comforted, "Whether it's true or not, don't let people have their own opinions, you just say it directly." ”

Wen Wan bit her lip slightly, looked up and looked up, but the host, who had always been fickle, suddenly remained silent at this moment, neither justifying nor reproaching. Seeing Wen Wan looking at it, she smiled and said kindly, "This young lady, what do you think, just say that it doesn't matter, although we are an auction house, we also have times when we are eye-catching." The sea is tolerant and tolerant, maybe your opinion is very useful for the judgment of the audience. ”

Wen Wan still didn't speak, and at first, the old scholar stood up at this time and asked dissatisfiedly, "You little girl, you can't be deliberately making trouble, right? Tell me, where did you see that it was a fake?" he was an appraiser invited by a certain boss, and he had already conclusively thought it was genuine, but at this time he was slapped in the face by a little girl, even if he hadn't said the reason, it made him feel very shameless.

Xu Jiajia gloated and said, "I can't say it, just admit my mistake, don't die here." ”

"Jiajia. Jing Chuyang reprimanded unhappily, she has always been here to do nothing, which is annoying.

Xu Jiajia closed her mouth, still looking very proud, looking at Wen Wan's eyes full of contempt, let you pretend all day long, can't you pretend?

Wen Wan finally stood up and said to everyone, "This set of bamboo slips is not written by Su Wu himself, and I can't say the reason, but I feel this way." ”

When the words fell, there was a lot of laughter, and everyone didn't expect her to really say anything useful, but when she really heard this kind of statement, it still made people unable to agree and burst into laughter.

Together with everyone seated looked at her speechlessly, they really didn't expect her to say such a thing, Xu Jiajia was even more overjoyed, and couldn't wait to announce loudly, "I'll just say it, this woman will pretend." ”

Wen Wan waited for everyone's laughter to fade before continuing, "Su Wu, Ziqing." When he wrote poems to his wife, he should use a small seal, and it is impossible to use Su Wuzhi's seal, so I think this is a copy of his descendants, and in order to show respect, it is deliberately left here to show the difference. ”

The laughter abruptly stopped, and everyone began to think about it. There are people who are anxious but don't understand, and quickly ask the appraisers around them, is this really the case?

Xu Jiajia looked at Wen Wan resentfully and saved the situation with a word, but she didn't understand antiques, and the smart one didn't interject at this time, and turned her head to see Xu Yuanyuan staring at Wen Wan with complicated eyes.

It was the old scholar who stood up and said, "There is some truth in saying this, but Su Wu's hand-me-down work is not, this is the only one, we can't be sure of his calligraphy habits, and it is probably unconvincing to say that he is a fake based on this alone." ”

His words attracted the support of many people, and although Wen Wan said that there was a little truth, but after all, it couldn't stand, and they still believed that it was genuine.

Although it is not clear what age it belongs to, the difference can be seen from the way the rope is tied, and in the Western Han Dynasty and before, the bamboo slips were not tied in this way. Wen Wan knew that someone invented paper hundreds of years later, and the bamboo slips slowly disappeared, so this set of bamboo slips should have been copied by descendants shortly after her, most likely Su Wu's descendants.

This statement made everyone stunned, and then they all ran to take a closer look. After a while, they shook their heads one by one and walked back, sitting back in their positions, some people were carefully counting, and some people directly called the outside for help.

After a while, the caller hung up the phone and said with a complicated expression, "This little girl is right, I specially consulted Nan Lao, and he also said that this kind of binding method first appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, so this can't be Su Wu's authentic work." ”

Nan Lao is a master in the antique industry, and when he says this, it is equivalent to closing the coffin, and this is a fake. Although antiques from the Eastern Han Dynasty are also rare, after all, they are copying other people's works, and their value is discounted.

The caller came over, handed over his business card, and introduced himself, "Xu Dye Zhi in Xia Ruyi Zhai, the little girl is really good, she has such a strong historical knowledge at a young age, what was she modest at the beginning? ”

Ruyi Zhai is very famous in the magic capital, Xu Ranzhi is the chief appraiser, and his low-profile friendship is gentle, which shows that he really admires her.

Wen Wan accepted the business card and replied embarrassedly, "Actually, there is really nothing, I am just more interested in the history of the Han Dynasty, especially the Western Han Dynasty, and I have studied it more." ”

"That's not bad, there are fewer and fewer people in this era who are willing to calm down and study history, not to mention that you are such a beautiful little girl, work hard, and come to Ruyizhai to find me at any time if you need to. ”

The auction continued, and although it was confirmed to be a fake, the heirloom of the Eastern Han Dynasty still attracted everyone, and finally Jing Chuyang won the bid at a high price of five million.

Duan Xijie once asked her, "Aren't you interested in Han? Although it is not Su Wu's authentic work, it is better than nothing, do you want me to take a picture and give it to you?"

Wen Wan shook her head, "If it is Su Wu's true handiwork, I will take it at any cost." Anything else, that's it. ”