When everyone looked at Wen Ruyi, Wen Ruyi's fingers turned the jade in his palm.

The old man who presided over the auction also smiled and said, "Master Wen, the owner said that he wanted to tell detailed information, so that everyone could open their eyes, do you know?" ”

Wen Ruyi shook his head and said: "This Sun Yu is a calligrapher and painter who is not famous in the Han Dynasty, and the value of his works lies in the fact that the distant mountains are not mountains, and no one can imitate the artistic conception, but in this auction, who else is more qualified to get this painting than me Wen Ruyi?" ”

After Wen Ruyi finished speaking, everyone nodded, yes, in the entire Jianghai City, Wen Ruyi is one of the best figures in the treasure appreciation world!

No one can beat him!

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, then ......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out at the scene.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Yang Pojun, and they were very puzzled, especially the old man who auctioned and said, "This little brother, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Yang Pojun stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sun Yu, a calligrapher and painter in the Han Dynasty, was born in Miaocun, Dezhou, and created this 'Honghu Flying Sky' work at the age of thirty-eight, and his works were later mainly collected by calligraphers and painters......"

At this moment, everyone at the scene stared at Yang Pojun's endless talk, and their eyes widened.

Yang Pojun said very carefully, which was much stronger than Wen Ruyu casually saying a name before.

The most shocking thing at the scene was Wen Ruyi, his brows were furrowed, and the jade in his hand was about to be shaken up, Yang Pojun said it in such detail, this was completely a slap in the face of Wen Ruyi!

A middle-aged man beside Wen Ruyi whispered, "Master Wen, do you want to take him?" ”

Wen Ruyi said in a low voice: "No, in the treasure appreciation world, the older he gets, the more knowledgeable he is, maybe he just happens to know Sun Yu." ”

There was also Li Yanran at the scene, she looked at Yang Pojun talking eloquently, shook her head again and again, and said: "I didn't expect this stinky rascal to have some knowledge, it really impresses me, the more I look at this guy, the more mysterious it becomes." ”

In the corner, there was still a woman standing Su Aoxue, Su Aoxue raised her eyebrows and said: "Hehe, it just happened to make you show off, Wen Ruyi is a famous Jianhua who will be repaid, you embarrassed him, clown, I see how you end up in the end, don't slap yourself in the face!" ”

Those people at the scene stared at Yang Pojun, only shocked.

They didn't expect that Wen Ruyi couldn't even talk about the ancient calligraphers and painters, but Yang Pojun was like a stream, which was absolutely unexpected by everyone, and they all began to guess Yang Pojun's identity.

After Yang Pojun finished speaking, there was fierce applause at the scene.

Bang Bang Bang!

Thunderous applause.

But the corners of Wen Ruyi's mouth hooked up a smile and said: "This little brother, you said before that Sun Yu's work is called Honghu Feitian, may I ask, what evidence do you have?" ”

Everyone looked at Yang Pojun and said, "Yes, you said that if you made these things up by you, wouldn't we have become stupid and deceived by you?" ”

Yang Pojun smiled indifferently and said, "I need alcohol!" ”

After a while, the alcohol came up, Yang Pojun walked to the front of Sun Yu's landscape painting, and under everyone's gaze, Yang Pojun poured the alcohol into a corner, where is a hill of landscape painting.

Everyone wondered, "What is this guy doing?" This is a famous ancient painting, and he splashed it with alcohol? Isn't he really making it up? ”

"Indeed, I can't figure it out for sure."

The alcohol soaked in the corner, and two minutes later, the picture was slightly wrinkled, and Yang Pojun twisted a corner and tore it off in an instant.

Suddenly, there was an ancient painter's name seal, as well as an inscription, and the name of the work - Honghu Feitian!

"Shhh

Everyone at the scene gasped again.

And this time, they were shocked by Yang Pojun's voice.

Oh my God, it's incredible!

Wen Ruyi couldn't even see the famous paintings, but Yang Pojun told the details, and even the seals in the corners were made out by him.

The experts didn't see it!

He actually got it out!

Terrific!

It's amazing!

"This kid is famous!"

"Indeed, Wen Ruyi has no face now, he was suspicious of the other party just now, but he slapped his face with actual actions!"

"Young and promising! Learn to be rich in five cars! An encyclopedic mind! This boy can afford these words! ”

"I also think that after all, the people in the treasure appreciation world are all old men, and he said it in such detail at such a young age, he must have read poetry and books, and it is rare for people to love learning like this in these years."

The praise of Yang Pojun by everyone at the scene made those who began to despise Yang Pojun shut up one after another.

This slap, although invisible, is extremely loud!

The auctioneers all sighed at Yang Pojun: "Little brother, you have a unique vision, and your future is limitless!" This work, according to the rules, must be yours! ”

Yang Pojun smiled slightly, turned his head, looked at Wen Ruyi and said, "Master Wen, am I qualified to get this work now?" ”

Wen Ruyi suddenly felt that this master seemed to be laughing at him!

That feeling is indescribable.

Wen Ruyi sneered and said, "Count yourself lucky, your vision is indeed good, but do you think that in this way, I Wen Ruyi will really obey you?" There are so many friends on the scene, who have famous paintings and cultural relics that need to be identified, you can take them now, and I will appreciate them for you for free. ”

"Among them, how about I have to compare with this little brother?"

The scene was agitated.

"Great, I want to hope that Wen Ruyi is defeated, after all, this guy is quite arrogant."

"That's, don't you know a sentence, literati are light."

At the moment, a lot of things were taken out and placed on a high platform, and some of the owners knew the name of their work.

And Yang Pojun and Wen Ruyi walked to the front of the work, among which there are jade pendants, ceramics, bracelets and so on.

The two of them came with one report each.

Suddenly, one of the middle-aged men was holding a small wine glass, looking quaint and unpretentious.

Wen Ruyi looked at this small wine glass and said with a smile: "This is just a high-imitation jade cup, only five or six thousand!" ”

Yang Pojun frowned when he saw this small wine glass, because the dragon god in Yang Pojun's body was running faster.

Yang Pojun was shocked!

This turned out to be a royal weapon!

Even if it is the lowest imperial weapon, it is very different from the stationery!

The stationery was used by the literati, and the imperial instruments were used by the emperor, and they had the spirit of destiny on their bodies, which was naturally not comparable to the literati and inkmen!

Yang Pojun looked at Wen Ruyi and said, "Master Wen, are you sure?" ”

Wen Ruyi nodded and said, "Of course I'm sure." ”

Yang Pojun said with a smile: "This jade cup was used by Li Yongdi, the youngest emperor in the Tang Dynasty, when he was only fifteen years old, he died of illness, and was later succeeded by his uncle Tang Zhongzong, this jade cup is his funeral goods, unearthed about twenty years ago, after several changes of hands......

When Yang Pojun finished speaking, everyone only admired Yang Pojun!

"Oh my God, this guy is definitely a rookie in the world of treasure connoisseurship."

"This is so fucking knowledgeable, look at Wen Ruyi's face, it's so ugly."

"Awesome, this is a cow!"

In the worship of the people around him, Yang Pojun looked at the owner of the jade cup and said, "This old brother, am I right?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Very correct, but what you said is more detailed, little brother, who are you from?" I was amazed to have such insight! ”

Yang Pojun smiled slightly and said, "My master won't let me say his name, so I'm sorry." ”

Yang Pojun pretended to be mysterious.

In this way, the celebrities and aristocrats at the auction were even more curious and shocked by Yang Pojun.

At this moment, Yang Pojun looked at Wen Ruyi again and said, "Master Wen, am I still lucky now?" ”

Everyone looked at Wen Ruyi with a mocking gaze.

Wen Ruyi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Okay! Boy, you're a step ahead! You're ruthless! We'll see! ”

As he spoke, Wen Ruyi turned around and walked into the distance, at this moment, his name as a master seemed to be trampled on the soles of his feet by Yang Pojun!

(End of chapter)