One hero, three gangs, one fence and three piles. If the dung pit still assists, it is really deep beyond imagination.

Qin Fen didn't understand, and neither did the others around him, only the three of them smiled knowingly at each other.

Two second goods, Chen Qiang smiled very happily, he met a fool when he went out these years, he couldn't send it if he wanted to, just hit them like this, he was a little unbearable, anyway, the relationship was not good, then it would be cruel, the truth of the facts is often cruel.

The truth of the facts is really often cruel, Fu Qiang and Song Shaoqing looked at each other and smiled, they generally won't die if they don't die.

"Then it's decided, these days you have to say that it's rare to pick up leaks, and it's really common to be eye-catching!" Chen Qiang meant something.

"yes." Fu Qiang was happy, and Song Shaoqing nodded cooperatively.

Seeing that a group of people around you, including Qin Fen, are covered by clouds and mountains in the fog, can your hearty dialogue open up the bright spots?

Dong Chou doesn't want to do anything now, simply, let's watch the show, anyway, this thing is a hot potato now, it's a pity that his dress, without the accessory of ancient money, has lost a lot of color, but he wants to be amazing in Paris Fashion Monday.

Chen Qiang smiled weirdly, and then walked out of the private room in everyone's surprised eyes.

"Which one is he playing?"

"God knows, but with the other party's character, it is impossible to stop fighting, I suspect that it is a pit."

"That's right, no three, two, three dare not go to Liangshan, Chen Qiang must be prepared this time, let's wait to watch the show, anyway, no matter who wins, there is bragging capital!"

"You're a bad person!"

", don't think I don't know. You've turned on your phone's camera. Let's stand in the non-smiling hair salon on the street. ”

In the expectant eyes of everyone. Chen Qiang went out for a spin and came back, holding a framed painting in his hand.

Striding high, the instrument is lofty.

shook the painting in his hand, "Let's not come to the void, do you still have an impression of this painting?" "Chen Qiang, hey, hey, a pleasure.

He also found someone to see this painting in the morning, yes, it is said that the material is ironclad, and the painting itself is also a master's style. It is likely to be Wu Daozi, these days, Zhang Daqian's Zheng Banqiao is rare, Tang Bohu and Wu Daozi, you try?

It's just a rare treasure, Chen Qiang just wants to say that you two are stupid.

"Yes, I sold it to you last night, five million!" The more Song Shaoqing talked, the happier he became, there are three more here! Qin Fen just painted it in the morning.

I went to it, I really have the inside story and the confidence. The people around suddenly craned their necks and waited to see the show.

Dong Chou looked at the painting unfolded by the other party, and suddenly felt a little familiar. His brain was a little messy, and he remembered Fu Qiang's words in the morning, and then, and then there was no more, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Qin Fen stupidly, this thing is really such a coincidence.

It turned out that the idiot who bought Qin Fen's painting, Fu Qiang said, is really this one!

"You also admit it, right, then let me tell you, you hit the eye, I picked up the leak, or a super big leak, this painting is likely to be Wu Daozi's unsigned authentic work." Chen Qiang is very proud, don't you be embarrassed now, and that ancient money is also a buddy, no one wants to take it.

Wu Daozi? Everyone present is a little knowledgeable, although this person is not too famous, it is because there are few generations, this is a special painting saint.

"Really? It's really Wu Daozi's painting, it's really a big leak, Song Shaoqing suffered a heavy loss this time. ”

"God knows what's going on, why do I feel awkward? Can Song Shaoqing get Wu Daozi's painting? ”

As soon as these words came out, many people were really suspicious, Chen Qiang was an old driver, there was nothing wrong with this, there were many old experts I knew, I had a wide range of doors, and I generally didn't look away, and the things he was eyeing were basically good things, but Wu Daozi, it was really a bit fake.

The paintings are at least hundreds of millions.

Qin Fen looked at the painting, and felt a thrill in his heart, Wu Daozi is right, but it was not painted by himself, it was his Chef Qin.

"Is it really Wu Daozi?" Song Shaoqing was stunned, his expression shocked.

Qin Fen is very helpless, your uncle, you are too bad.

"It is very likely, although there is no signature, but the style, Shen Yun, is definitely a master's work, it is difficult for ordinary people to want high imitation, and the materials are identified, the craftsmanship of the Tang and Song dynasties has been lost as early as the Qing Dynasty, I think even if it is fake, it is also a high imitation copy of the predecessors, and it must be a master, this value will not be low to where, you haven't hit the eye?"

Chen Qiang was very proud, holding the painting and looking at Song Shaoqing deadly, "Experts estimate that if it is Wu Daozi, the starting price of this painting is hundreds of millions, and if it is a joke of everyone in the Yuan and Ming dynasties, the value is also more than 10 million, are you eye-catching?" ”

I went, and there was an uproar around, "It's a bit reliable as soon as I say it, and the value of the paintings painted by later generations is not low, and it's still an antique!" ”

"Who said no, Chen Qiang's eyes are still relatively poisonous, otherwise it would be impossible to only play antiques, and he would have interfered with other things a long time ago, and now he eats this business, and he will make a lot of money."

The surrounding discussion spread out at once, and the hall was bustling.

Qin Fen didn't move, how did his painting get into the hands of this goods? Qin Fen doesn't know if it's worth tens of millions, but as long as he said that it was painted by him, this value is really hard to say, at least it's not an ancient painting, nor is it a master's work, what is the value?

Qin Fen looked at the other party's face, and his heart hurt so much, you pumped Song Shaoqing, and you used it a little hard.

Fu Qiang's egg is broken, you are too cooperative, Song Shaoqing, a bastard, is going to die, digging a pit, you are too rhythmic.

Dong Zhou understood, now if he doesn't understand, he is really a pig, looking at Song Shaoqing, he was convinced, this product is worthy of being an old fritter. This pit is dug deep, but when it comes to Qin Fen's paintings, he also begins to face it, Wu Daozi, even Chen Qiang is eye-catching, it can be seen that Qin Fen already has an absolute master-level level.

"Eye-catching?" Song Shaoqing hehe, the people around him are even weirder, what is the situation, the smile is very obscene-ah.

Just when everyone was speculating, Fu Qiang took out three paintings from the back with a perfect mending knife, "Wu Daozi? Then do you see if these three paintings are also Wu Daozi? ”

I'm going? Forget about one suspicious one, three at once, are you special wholesale?

All the soy sauce party chickens were boiling with blood and leaning up from all directions.

Three? "Three more?" Chen Qiang is stupid now, such a painting is hard to find, why do you have three? Is there any mistake, plus the one in your hand is not four? Suddenly, a very ominous premonition came over me.

"Yes, look at it, help us grow our eyes, if it's Wu Daozi, please take care of it if you sell it." Fu Qiang's words were very frivolous, and there was almost laughter around him, shit, this is the opposite.

Song Shaoqing nodded, what he wanted was this cooperation.

Chen Qiang didn't believe it, "This is impossible, how can there be so many?" He depressedly took the painting in Fu Qiang's hand, unfolded it and took a look, I went, the materials are the same, not to mention the painting style, it looks familiar.

Look at it again, Nima, all three are in one key, what the hell is this?

There were also broken eggs around them, looking at Chen Qiang's expression, they seemed to understand something. What's going on here?

"What can't be? This is what Qin Fen just painted in the morning, how about it? It's okay! Song Shaoqing completed the final blow.

Following the other party's gaze, Chen Qiang almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, this grandson painted it? I bought this grandson's painting myself, wasn't he cheated five million? (To be continued.) )