Old Man Liu, who was telling Ye Hong about the ancient times, suddenly heard the auctioneer's emotional inquiry, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, turned his head and asked in astonishment:

"Xiao Zhang, what are you?"

Others don't know who Seventy-Seven is, doesn't he know yet?

For this fake painting, Mr. Liu is very sure of his appraisal results, but Zhang Jin's mysterious appraisal skills make him unable to touch the roots

Therefore, when he heard the auctioneer quote the words '77th bid', Old Man Liu couldn't help but ask curiously.

As a result, Zhang Jin did not answer directly, but only flashed with some excitement in his eyes, and gave Old Man Liu a very mysterious smile:

"Uncle Liu, don't be impatient, wait for me to buy this painting, and I'll play a trick for you when I go back!"

"Another trick?"

Old Man Liu suddenly remembered the prop that Zhang Jin did at noon - 'Amber Clothes and Wood Collection', and remembered the priceless treasure that was auctioned for 20,000 yuan. I couldn't help but ask with a shocked face:

"You mean this and that ...... in the morning?"

Zhang Jin smiled but did not answer.

Ye Hong, who was on the side, had already narrowed his eyes after hearing Zhang Jin's words. That expression is much more exaggerated than Old Man Liu.

The beautiful beads that I conjured up in the morning are now in my arms, and they are treasures worth tens of millions. Could it be that this painting is the same?

Ye Hong, whose heart was trembling, held her breath gently, her eyes stared directly at the tray on the booth in front of her, and listened with her ears pricked up, afraid that there would suddenly be a buzzing sound of a clapstick, and she was afraid that the baby that her man found would be snatched away by someone else suddenly inserting a bar.

Thirty seconds later, the auctioneer shouted '200,000 for the first time...... 200,000 Second ...... 200,000 Third ...... Deal! Congratulations to No. 77 for taking this painting of Mr. Fubai'.

It wasn't until the final word was made that Ye Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the cooked duck couldn't fly away.

From Zhang Jin's bidding to the final deal, no one competed with Zhang Jin for the price during the period.

Experienced collectors who know how to authenticate can easily identify the authenticity of this painting.

And these people are very confident in their conclusion: this painting is an inferior product of the Republic of China, and it is worth a little, but it is only between 1,000 and 3,000.

Two hundred thousand? What kind of unjust head does this have to be willing to do such a thing?

Therefore, these appraisal experts who think they have small heads will naturally not follow the trend and snap the shot. update

The fat sheep people who don't know how to identify are all participants in the morning auction. I was very impressed by the No. 77 garbage amber sculpture that bought the so-called master Yang Yuxuan's work in the morning.

Everyone who participates in this auction has a fixed number, which is common in the morning and afternoon.

Just by buying the amber sculpture at the price of the 77th in the morning, these newcomers in the collecting world can be sure that this 77th is the nursery of this auction.

Now that I saw this painting, when the experts in the room gave up the auction, this No. 77 jumped out again, and these gang of mallets even more identified the identity of No. 77's 'nursery'.

Naturally, they refuse to follow the auction and raise the price, and they are not very stupid sometimes.

These people even think they are wise, they think they are wise, and they think that their eyes are like torches:

"Want to slaughter us as fat sheep? It's not that easy, even if it's a set, it's a little more exquisite. The immortal jump is also a bit level. How can anyone be fooled by such a simple trap, the nursery of No. 77 that the organizers are looking for is too tender......"...,

Seeing the painting in hand, Zhang Jin couldn't help but have a hidden smile on his face. He was really curious about this painting, because in Zhang Jin's thief's eyes, the value of this painting was even higher than the string of 'Twelve Buddha Blessing Jewels' in the morning! The result of the thief's eye identification is several times more valuable than the string of beads.

…………

Item: Disguised Picture-in-Picture;

Item name: "Jiangyin Night Rain Map";

Age of physical history: 76 years;

Maker Level: Level 7;

Item Value: Level 9;

Estimated value: 8,000 taels of silver;

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The appraisal result of the 'Twelve Buddha Blessing Orbs' is only level 6 of the item's value, and the estimated value is only 1,000 taels of silver. And this painting is actually worth as much as nine levels, and the estimated value is as high as eight thousand taels!

It is exactly eight times the size of the string of beads, which can be called a national treasure.

And this miserable-looking painting was actually made by a seventh-level maker. You must know that level seven is already a level that can be called a master.

There is only one possibility for a master craftsman to disguise something worth level 9 as a broken thing worth at most one or two levels. It's absolutely worth a lot of money!

After having the system, Zhang Jin is not particularly interested in whether life brings money that death does not bring.

Zhang Jin is a layman, so he is not interested in so-called art and history.

However, he is very interested in the excitement of picking up leaks as if he has won the lottery.

For example, in the morning, the 20,000 yuan 'Twelve Buddha Blessing Jewels', when Old Man Liu took out the value of its priceless treasure and quoted a price of tens of millions, Zhang Jin even had a feeling of adrenaline overdrive.

The string of 'Twelve Buddha Blessing Jewels' worth 1,000 taels of silver in the morning is already like this, so now in the 'thief's eye' in front of me, it is estimated that the value is as high as '8,000 taels of silver'. What kind of excitement and excitement will it bring to Zhang Jin?

Zhang Jin was really a little excited and a little curious.

Not to mention that Zhang Jin has a strong interest in this painting, even Old Man Liu and Ye Hong have a strong interest in this painting. Just think of the big leak that Zhang Jin picked up in the morning. As long as they think of the 'trick' that Zhang Jin changed at noon, it is impossible for the two of them not to be curious about the universe in this painting. There are even some that can't wait, and the heart is like a cat scratching.

So, Old Man Liu quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly took a few items again, and after finishing the auction in the afternoon, he stuffed his and Zhang Jin's two credit cards into the hands of one of his personal bodyguards.

When the bodyguards brought out the seven or eight treasures that the two of them had photographed, Old Man Liu couldn't wait to pull out the painting of the so-called Mr. Bian Wenyu and take a closer look again.

However, the sight has been patrolled dozens of times, but to no avail.

In the eyes of Old Man Liu, this is still a shoddy forgery.

Although looking at the ink and paper, it seems that it has been some years, and it is estimated that it is something from the Republic of China.

But the lines and the level of painting in this picture are poor. Even a student at the art academy can't draw any worse than this!

Moreover, this style of painting has many similarities with Bian Wenyu's late painting style, but it is also quite new.

Old Man Liu is very proficient in the technique of hiding paintings in paintings, but he pinched the thickness of the paper, distinguished the paper, and knocked on the scroll, but still shook his head in surprise.

"Xiao Zhang, you can't be mistaken! The framed paper of this painting is the kind of specially framed paper that was commonly used decades ago, and it is so thin that there should be nothing hidden inside. This scroll is also made of solid wood, so it's impossible to hide anything, right? ”

Zhang Jin put on a 'Zhuge Liang shaking feather fan' like an unfathomable look, shook his head very 'pretending to b', and said with a light smile:

"Uncle Liu, don't you worry? It's a lot more troublesome to make this trick than the one at noon, and there are some things that need to be prepared. That's good, anyway, Ye Zi and I can't leave for a while, if you have time these days, come to my house, and I'll show you when the time comes. ”…,

"What are you waiting for? I'll have the kung fu now, let's just go straight to your house! ”

Old Man Liu pondered in his heart, there was really nothing going on at home, and he was really interested in the hidden painting in this painting, so he simply planned to go home directly with Zhang Jin, so as not to be confused in this painting, and he couldn't calm down when he went home.

Regarding Old Man Liu's proposal, Zhang Jin naturally had no doubts and nodded in response.

So, after saying hello to Mr. Jin, several people got into Mr. Liu's car together, drove straight out of the conference center, and drove directly back to the city.

In the car, Zhang Jin continued to chat with Mr. Liu about some things about antique appreciation, although Mr. Liu felt that with Zhang Jin's 'golden eyes' level, he often asked very superficial questions, but he didn't think too much, and even responded to give a list of appreciation books that are basically suitable for beginners.

Just when the old and the young were chatting, the driver sitting in the driver's seat said a few words with headphones, and suddenly said:

"Old lady, the fourth brother said that someone was following us! It's just in the back, let me ask you, what to do? ”

Old Man Liu was slightly stunned, and after glancing at the side of his head hiddenly, he said lightly:

"Let Xiao Si'er find out, who is it!"

"It's the car of the president of Yuneng Group!"

The Liu family is worthy of being wealthy, and after more than ten seconds, the driver gave the answer.

After hearing the answer, the three people sitting in the back seat together suddenly smiled. This fat woman is planning to figure out the roots of a few people, and then think about revenge!

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Behind Zhang Jin's car, about fifty or sixty meters away, on a shiny black S600.

The fat woman of the aunt level sat in the back seat, staring directly at the black sedan in the distance in front of her through the front windshield, all of which had a fat face of flesh, twisted and almost hideous.

In the driver's seat, the unrecognizable little white face, his eyes were red, and he was also staring at the black car in front of him for a moment, and his expression was as if he was going to eat people.

"Poor ghost, how many people squeeze an A4, and dare to make enemies everywhere? I really don't know how deep the water is in these four or nine cities! I have to let him die, I don't know how to die? ”

The words that the little white face squeezed out of between his teeth were cold and contain endless poison.

"You shit, what a lot of nonsense. me in jail! ”

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