Ma Wei got up and wanted to make a move, but he saw Guo Jia's cold eyes looking at his eyes, and instantly he felt that he couldn't move half a minute all over his body, at this time Guo Jia's voice slowly came: "I don't want to hit you today, if you're like this, I don't mind if the strength just now is a little bigger." ”

"Okay, Ma Gongzi, what are you doing here?" Old Man Tang asked.

At this time, Ma Wei patted the dust on his body and said with a smile: "Old Tang, I got a treasure from my father this time." ”

Ma Wei took out a picture scroll from his backpack, tilted his chin, and proudly placed it on the table in front of him.

"Is this a painting?" Old Man Tang also became a little interested when he saw Ma Wei like this.

Ma Wei said arrogantly: "Of course, this is my true work of Tang Bohu." ”

Hearing Ma Wei say this, Zhao Sanyan on the side and Wu Liu, who had not yet left, couldn't sit still and stood up one after another.

Tang Bohu's paintings are priceless, and under normal circumstances, Tang Bohu's paintings are not in private hands or in museums, and it is impossible for Ma Wei to sell them in a bag.

"Tang Bohu?" Guo Jia also knows that folklore, Tang Bohu, the head of the four great talents in Jiangnan, especially that Tang Bohu is special in autumn, can he also see Tang Bohu's paintings.

"Young Master Ma, you're not joking, are you?" Old Man Tang stood up tremblingly, you must know that Tang Bohu's paintings are not an exaggeration to be called national treasures, if he has such a picture, it will be a direct death without regrets.

"Of course!" I saw Ma Wei on the desk in front of him, spreading out all the paintings.

Old man Tang Zhao Sanyan and Wu Liutong surrounded him, and even Guo Jia stood aside and looked at the painting in front of him.

When all the paintings were unfolded, the three of them took magnifying glasses to observe carefully, whether there was a trace of brilliance in their eyes, and looked at it for more than ten minutes before they stopped the movements in their hands.

Guo Jia also glanced at it a few times, and saw that the painting depicted the high mountains and willows, the water pavilion near the river, there was a person sitting in the pavilion, watching the lonely sunset in the sunset, accompanied by a scholar, the realm of the whole painting was quiet, containing the temperament of literati painting.

There is also a poem by Tang Yin next to it: "In the smoke and water of the bead curtain of the painting, the sunset is lonely and nowhere to be seen." I wanted to see Wang Nanhai for a thousand years, and I borrowed a gust of wind from the Dragon King. "Signed: Jinchang Tang Yin.

"This is definitely Tang Bohu's real handiwork." Wu Liu's face was flushed, and he couldn't suppress his excitement, if he got it, wouldn't he really be developed.

Zhao Sanyan next to him couldn't help nodding, and agreed with Wu Liu's words very much, the three of them are old-timers in the antique shop, and this Tang Bohu's painting can still distinguish the real from the fake, although works such as calligraphy and painting have always been rampant fakes, and some are enough to reach the point of being fake, but there is no trace of the author's charm in it.

The one in front of him is different, whether it is the painting style or the font, every trace reveals Tang Bohu's calmness, and he envies the young ambition of Wang Bo, the author of "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and complains about his ups and downs.

Ma Wei looked at the three people in front of him proudly, this painting is his father's best collection, he estimates that he will have to have tens of millions, and when the time comes, he can change his car, change his beauty, and directly use money to smash people......

"Well, how much does this painting cost?" Ma Wei's chin was upturned, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he couldn't say anything.

When Guo Jia swept over the painting at this time, he found that there was a trace of black gas on it, which was completely different from other antiques he saw.

At this time, a cold, emotionless voice appeared in my heart: "The primary task of foundation building is unlocked, eliminate Duan Qianzhi, the black demon Dao man of the Demon Dao, the task is completed, you will get 100 fairy spirit points, and the success rate of foundation building will be increased by 50%." ”

"What?" Guo Jia's heart was shocked, and there was actually such a voice from the jade pendant space, Duan Qianzhi, a black demon Daoist, built a foundation for primary cultivation, and did all kinds of evil, and he could actually get 100 immortal spirit points by destroying him, you must know that Guo Jia's current immortal spirit value is not much left after changing some exercises.

"You must destroy this guy, for the sake of the fairy value!" Guo Jia clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind that if he wanted to go down the road of cultivating immortals, he must get more immortal values.

Compared to Guo Jia looking at this painting, the other three were completely different, and everyone looked at the triumphant Ma Wei with greedy eyes.

"Ma Gongzi, this "Lonely Bird in the Falling Sun" is a rare national treasure, how much are you going to sell?" Old Man Tang opened his mouth and said.

At this time, Ma Wei looked at the three people in front of him with a smile: "You three, whoever bids high will sell it to whomever you want!" ”

Wu Liu stood alone at the front of the painting, blocking Zhao Sanyan and Old Man Tang behind him, and shouted loudly: "I will give 20 million!" ”

"Wu Liu, you are a fool, you want to buy my painting for 20 million!" Ma Wei looked at Wu Liu, who was red-faced, this guy really took him for a fool.

"I paid 50 million for this painting!" Zhao Sanyan then said.

"Sixty million!" Wu Liu immediately raised the price upward.

At this time, Old Man Tang shook his head on the side, did not say a word, and did not bid, and when he looked at the "Picture of the Lonely Bird in the Falling Glow", he also changed from a hot look just now to a calm gaze.

"Seventy million!"

"I'll give 100 million!" Wu Liuliu shouted loudly, and it is estimated that everyone on the street can hear it.

"This." Zhao Sanyan was a little suspicious, thought for a while, and then prepared to continue to increase the price, but at this time, Guo Jia grabbed him and said, "Third master, there is something wrong with this painting." ”

Zhao San was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Guo Jia, and saw the latter staring at the painting in front of him with a solemn face.

Wu Liu saw that Zhao Sanyan didn't increase the price, and said mockingly: "Hou Shengzai, don't think that you really know antiques when you picked up a leak just now, this painting is Tang Yin's real work, it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, and he actually said that there is a problem, and when the sixth master buys it home, he will be angry with you!" ”

Hearing Guo Jia's words, Zhao Sanyan stopped raising the price, he knew that Guo Jia would not be so untargeted, and there must be his own reasons for saying such things.

"Third master, I agreed, this national treasure is mine now, hahahaha, do you really believe in the nonsense of this posterity, you don't even distinguish between true and false, he just got the Shuntian ingots just and just took the shit luck, if I take out this painting for auction, it is estimated that hundreds of millions are possible."

Ma Wei also walked over and looked at Guo Jia with a worried face: "You are a turtle, do you know who Tang Bohu is?" Dare to say that this painting is fake. Stupid, I really can't figure out how Bai Weiwei could fall in love with you. ”

"Hou Shengzi, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, the sixth master can be developed this time."

I saw Guo Jia slowly walk in front of "Luoxia Lonely Bird", looked at the picture on it carefully, and then reached out to touch the three words of Duan Qianzhi just now.

"Stop, Hou Shengzi, don't touch it, can you afford to pay if you touch it?" Hearing Wu Liu's words, Guo Jia stopped the movement of his hands, but kept staring at the painting with his eyes.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes passed, and Guo Jia said slowly: "This painting is fake. ”

As soon as Guo Jia's words came out, all four people in the hall were stunned, and the three old fritters in the antique world didn't see anything, how could Guo Jia be sure that this painting was fake.

"You're a fool." Ma Wei looked at Guo Jia contemptuously.

Directly, Guo Jia slowly took a bowl of tea from the side, and then in front of everyone, a full bowl of tea was sprinkled on this "Picture of a Lonely Bird in the Falling Sun".

Everyone was shocked, only to see that the cup of tea slowly penetrated the painting, and the ink on it became blurry in an instant.

"What the are you doing!" Ma Wei rushed to the front of the painting, and directly began to wipe the water stains on it with his sleeve, but the more he wiped it, the more blurry it became, at this time he turned around and grabbed Guo Jia: "If you pay me, 100 million, this is 100 million!" ”

Wu Liu was also shocked at this time, fortunately he didn't pay Ma Wei just now, otherwise this painting would have been destroyed by Guo Jia, and he wouldn't have lost a lot.

Guo Jia sneered, pulled Ma Wei's hand away and said, "What I say is fake is fake." ”

"Damn, you just don't want to lose money, you ruined my painting, Lao Tzu wants to kill you." Ma Wei dragged Guo Jia frantically, and when Guo Jia pushed it, Ma Wei fell directly and fell to the ground.

"Take a closer look!" At this time, the situation changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and the ink on the painting had slowly faded, and just after the ink faded, a few words appeared on it: Duan Qianzhizuo.

Seeing these words, everyone was stunned, and it was self-evident what these words said.

The three of them looked at Guo Jia with strange eyes, this painting is really a fake, so how did Guo Jia find out, Ma Wei came over at this time, and also saw the words on it.

At this time, his face directly turned the color of pig liver, and he was not stupid, so he naturally saw that this painting was really a fake painting as Guo Jia said.

I saw him staring at Guo Jia resentfully, if he hadn't spilled tea on "Luoxia Lonely Bird", then no one would be able to distinguish the authenticity of this painting, then he could get 100 million.

He felt that his heart was dripping blood, 100 million, he was ruined by such a small bowl of tea, he pulled Guo Jia and said: "You pay for my paintings, you pay me 100 million." ”

"Get out." Guo Jia looked at Ma Wei with his eyes without any emotion, these eyes were like the gaze of a messenger from hell, and Ma Wei was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand.

"Third master, let's go." Guo Jia said lightly, Zhao Sanyan nodded and left here.

At this time, Ma Wei saw Guo Jia leaving, and turned his head to look at Wu Liu: "What you just said, buy this painting for 100 million." As he spoke, he picked up the tea-soaked painting and handed it to Wu Liu.

"You're crazy, you want me to buy this fake painting for 100 million." Wu Liu shouted.

Ma Wei pulled Wu Liu and didn't let him leave: "The rules of your antique shop, buy it and leave, you have already bought it just now, pay quickly." Ma Wei entangled Wu Liu at this time, after all, he had just bid 100 million to buy this painting.

Walking out of Old Man Tang's store, Guo Jia gained a lot this time, earning 1.7 million yuan from the money alone, and the most important thing was to get a piece of information to increase the value of the fairy.