Pan Homestead, Treasure Pavilion Private Auction.

"What is this stone lump? It looks pretty good. Huang Fuyun looked at the oval stone in Zhuang Rui's hand and asked.

"Inkstone." Zhuang Rui said.

"Inkstone? Is it the kind of thing in the TV series that grinds ink to write and draw? Huang Fuyun asked.

"Yes." Zhuang Rui nodded and said: "According to what is written in the book, the famous inkstone should be its stone firm and moist, caress it like a muscle, grinds it with a sharp edge, astringent water to leave a pen, slippery and does not refuse ink, the ink is small and easy to dry, and the cleansing is clean, this piece is delicate and warm to the touch, I don't know if it is the four famous inkstones." ”

This inkstone is oval shaped, one end is larger, one end is smaller, at the small end, a half-moon shape was dug out, a slightly concave pit, used to store ink, there is a natural stone pattern on the inkstone, the form is like a star, whether it is the body shape, the folds of clothes, and even the demeanor, are delicate, subtle, lifelike.

Huang Chong shook his head and said: "This inkstone has not reached the point of the four famous inkstones, although it is delicate to the touch, but if you feel it carefully, you will find that there will be a little grinding hands, the inkstone is smooth, the inkstone surface is delicate, it is a good inkstone, but it is not a famous inkstone." ”

"And how much is it worth?" Huang Fuyun asked, for him, the biggest measure of antiques is the price.

"The stone, texture, and shape of the inkstone are very exquisite, and you look at the pattern above, this is the spontaneous formation of the stone texture, it is Kuixing, the god in charge of official fortune in China, just this alone, more than 300,000 is absolutely no problem." Huang Chong said.

"Three hundred thousand!" Huang Fuyun covered his mouth in surprise, although he had only seen one million not long ago, three hundred thousand was also a large amount for him.

"Because it is the god in charge of official fortunes, if you meet someone in need, it will be more than that, and it is normal to double it." Huang Chong said with a smile.

"Hmm."

Both nodded, although they couldn't understand this inkstone, but as Chinese, they were still very clear about some customs and habits.

"Let's go, let's go see something else."

"Okay."

There are a total of nine items auctioned in this auction, including a jade, a painting, an inkstone and a wood carving, and the remaining five are ceramics, some good and some bad.

"Oh, this is Tang Bohu's Li Duanduan picture, it's a pity, although the painting is good, but there is no seal, there is a problem at first glance." Standing in front of the painting, Zhuang Rui said that because it is not a formal large-scale auction, you can see it in advance, and you can even get started, as long as it is not damaged, there are not too many restrictions.

"If there is no seal, does it mean that it is fake?" Huang Fuyun said: "I remember that in Xing Ye's movie "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", wasn't there a group of people who robbed Tang Bohu's paintings? Those should also be without seals and the like, could it be that this one was also thrown away as garbage by Tang Bohu? ”

"It's possible, but it's too unlikely, it's just a movie after all." Zhuang Rui said.

"That's right, and there's a glaring flaw in the painting." Huang Chong said.

"What?" The two looked at Huang Chong.

"To identify calligraphy and painting, penmanship is the most important thing, and it is also the most concerned by people, but other auxiliary bases cannot be left behind, such as the inscriptions, seals, etc. you just mentioned, in addition to the texture of paper silk, size and decoration, bibliographic documents, etc." Huang Chong said.

Zhuang Rui nodded understandingly, as for Huangfu Yun, he ignored him.

Huang Chong continued: "The biggest problem with this painting is the paper, which is a copy of the paper made by Chengxintang of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the Qing Dynasty. ”

"Any questions?"

"Tang Bohu is from the Ming Dynasty, the paper is the paper of the Qing Dynasty, did Tang Bohu cross over, or did the paper pass through?" Huang Chongxiao asked.

"Well, yes, that's not what to look at." Huang Fuyun said.

"This brother has good eyesight." A man in a mink coat next to him praised that his dress was also the posture of a rich boss at first glance, and he only heard him say: "This painting, the painter does not look like Tang Bohu's." ”

"Well, it's really not like it, if it's really Tang Yin's painting, then why put it here, just go directly to the auction, Tang Bohu's painting hasn't appeared in the auction house for many years." Zhuang Rui said.

"Appreciate and appreciate other things together." The boss said.

"Okay."

"What, is there any problem?" Seeing that Huang Chong was still standing in front of the picture, Zhuang Rui pulled Huang Chong's sleeve and asked.

"Nothing, just a little weird." Huang Chong was suddenly a little unsure, because he noticed the way of mounting, which looked a little strange, but he just gave up his position, and it was not good to walk back, otherwise if he wrapped this painting with spiritual power now, he might be able to see where the problem was.

After all, it is impossible for Huang Chong to use his spiritual power to scan anything he gets, wouldn't it be exhausting.

Speaking of spiritual power, it may be because of the effect of that jade eye fragment, and now Huang Chong's spiritual power still has a faint penetrating effect, the day before yesterday, that Sanhe Liu, the reason why Huang Chong was able to see through the color, in addition to keen observation, was because the spiritual power penetrated the most superficial black impurities.

Of course, the penetration is quite effective, at most the thickness of five or six pieces of paper, if you want to use it to gamble stones like some gambling stones, I am afraid it will not be possible, but this is enough for Huang Chong, Huang Chong gambling stones, that is to rely on strength to speak.

At half past eight, the auction officially began.

"Li Duanduan of the famous Ming Dynasty painter Tang Bohu." The auctioneer introduced: "The starting price is 12,000, although this painting is not the real work of Tang Bohu, but it is also an imitation of the Qing Dynasty, the painting is good, it is worth collecting and playing." ”

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Everyone is silent, everyone is not a fool, just like Huang Fuyun said, the money of the rich is not blown by the wind, it is basically impossible to buy the real works of famous masters for 12,000, and there is not much room for appreciation, no one is willing to sell.

"I said, Boss Liu, it's a cold day, don't waste everyone's time, since no one wants it, then put it away." Boss Ma said, that is, the boss wearing a mink coat who had just chatted with Huang Chong and the others.

"You don't think about it anymore? Although this painting is an imitation, the calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, and printing are quite good, so you can play with it. The auctioneer continued, although he also knew that it was unlikely to sell, but if it failed, it would not be good for his reputation.

"Boss Liu, I want 12,000, don't waste everyone's time, hurry up and get the next one." Huang Chong said.

"Okay, Mr. Huang paid 12,000, I don't know if there is a higher price?" The auctioneer asked.

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