Chapter 270

At this moment, an old man in Tang costume walked in.

With a smile on his face, he also carried two jars of good wine.

"Old Shen, the old brother has come to see you, oops, look at what good things I brought you, Du Kang thirty years of pure brewing!"

When Shen Wenshan heard the voice, he hurriedly changed a smile on his face and greeted him: "Lao Zhang, didn't you say that there is a meeting of the Archaeological Society today?" Why did you rush here again? ”

The person who came was named Zhang Qian, who used to be in the same school as Shen Wenshan and taught history.

But this guy later went to the Archaeological Society, and now his identity is already different, he is an official in the archaeological industry, he can come over, and Shen Wenshan naturally greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Qian smiled: "I rushed over without finishing this." ”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly swept to the ground, and the "Picture of Rivers and Mountains" that was torn and trampled by Shen Mengyu, although he only saw part of it, he could also see some of it at once.

Immediately, my heart jumped.

He put the old wine on the ground and picked up the painting.

"Old Shen, this is ......"

"Is this the "Picture of the Scenery of the Rivers and Mountains"?"

The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more his face changed.

Shen Wenshan said with a smile: "Lao Zhang, I see what excites you, this is just a fake "Map of the Mountains and Rivers", a defective product sent by a waste, you are still an archaeological expert, you see, the place where the seal is signed is scorched, the technique is too clumsy, and the fake one can no longer be fake." ”

"You say it's fake?" Zhang Qian's beard was cocked, and his eyes were about to widen.

Shen Mengyu ran over, pointed to the painting and said: "Uncle Zhang, of course this is fake, it is my son-in-law, no, the ex-son-in-law sent it, it is really unreasonable, I actually sent a fake painting, so I tore it on the spot and stepped on it twice, so as not to deceive people again." ”

"You tore it up and stepped on it twice?"

Zhang Qian's expression was distorted, and he was so angry that he wanted to burst his blood vessels, and then slapped Shen Mengyu in the face.

Shen Mengyu was beaten: "Uncle Zhang, why are you beating me?" ”

Zhang Qian's heart ached and said: "Idiot! You're an idiot! Tyrannical Creatures! Who told you this is fake? This is Huang Gongwang's true handiwork, "The Picture of the Mountains and Rivers", which is one of the few authentic works that Huang Gong has preserved so far, which is priceless, priceless! Actually, you were torn apart by you, you, you are a sinner through the ages! ”

He was in tears.

There is nothing more worrying for an archaeologist than the destruction of a rare treasure.

Everyone's hearts were sudden, this "Picture of the Scenery of the Rivers and Mountains" is a genuine work, what is the one that Sun Cai sent?

Shen Wenshan frowned and said, "Lao Zhang, are you sure this is the real thing?" ”

Zhang Qiandao: "Of course it's sure, it's true, do you think this paste is fake?" You are also a fool, this is because this heirloom was rescued by fire and was finally rescued back then, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in the hands of your daughter. ”

Shen Mengling hurriedly went to take the one sent by Sun Cai: "Uncle Zhang, you must be mistaken, you see, this is the real Huang Gongwang's real work, "The Picture of the Mountains and Rivers", this is my son-in-law, who bought it from the auction for 10 million. ”

Zhang Qianyi looked at it, and spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the painting: "This is a fake, recently there are a number of Huang Gongwang's paintings in the fake market, all of which are cheap goods printed by computers, this is one of them, at most 100 yuan." ”

"What, only a hundred?"

Everyone was shocked.

Shen Mengyu was even more difficult to breathe, and hurriedly asked Zhang Qian: Uncle Zhang, how much is this genuine painting worth? ”