Chapter 370: Little Uncle, Hug (8)
The antique market is full of shops and hawkers.
Being deceived and getting rich overnight are often just a matter of seconds.
This time, the auction will take place in a vacant shop.
As long as you hold a post or have an acquaintance, you can participate.
It's not like a regular auction is a rule.
The environment is open-plan and the seats are next to each other.
The promoter will put out the collection one by one for everyone to bid.
Although Chaohuang is not an expert in this aspect of treasure appreciation, she has lived for tens of thousands of years, and she can still develop some eyesight after seeing too many good things.
After the opening, several of the collections introduced by the host are indeed genuine.
Qin Yin is a half-ass, and from time to time she has to ask Luo Yong for a few words.
Chaohuang naturally wouldn't bother his cousin chasing the male god.
I just followed suit.
Not noisy or noisy.
Obedient.
Soon, when a seated Buddha head from a Buddhist cave was sold for more than one million dollars, it was followed by an ink painting displayed by the staff.
Qin Yin and Luo Yong glanced at each other after seeing this painting clearly, and were stunned at the same time.
It's just because this painting is so fake.
Not to mention the content of the painting, just looking at the age of the paper is not right.
The layman can tell at a glance that the painting is a fake.
It is modeled after the pinnacle painting of Prime Minister Hu 600 years ago.
"Lock Spring"
An ink painting set against the backdrop of the busy spring season and the banks of the Liancheng River in Hu Kingdom.
Later, due to the loss of wars in successive dynasties, the genuine product was never released again.
It can only be found in the literature.
Coincidentally, Old Man Tang likes this famous prime minister very much.
The house also has a collection of his calligraphy and another picture of chrysanthemum.
Qin Yin and Luo Yong have only met once or twice.
It is conceivable how precious the work of this prime minister is that Old Man Tang has.
On the stage, the host did not hide it, and directly told everyone that this is an imitation, and its genuine product is priceless, and the imitation can be enjoyed and played.
The starting price is 10,000 yuan.
The people who came here tonight were either local tyrant buyers or Luo Yong, who were called by the teacher to study, and basically no one was interested in the so-called imitations and modern artworks, even if the starting price was only 10,000 yuan, no one squeaked.
The host was a little embarrassed for a while, but Qin Yin was a little cautious.
She remembered that a few years ago, Old Man Tang always sighed with her for a while.
said that it would be nice if I could find this "Lock Spring Map".
Or would she buy the painting back?
Just buy a fun and make the outside world open?
"Senior Brother Luo, do you think I should take this painting back and give it to my grandfather?" Seeing that the host started the final inquiry, making sure that no one wanted this imitation and was about to show the next collection, Qin Yin pulled Luo Yong suddenly.
Luo Yong raised his sword eyebrows when he heard this, and his seemingly handsome appearance was cunning: "If you want me to see that the teacher will kick my sister out of the house." ”
Qin Yin was choked by Luo Yong's words, and at the same time calmed down.
Luo Yong is right, my grandfather is the most indispensable to see fakes.
She'd better not be a demon.
Chao Huang sat on Qin Yin's left hand side, heard the conversation between the two clearly, a smile quickly flashed in his eyes, and when the staff was about to push the painting down, he suddenly stood up and stared directly at the ink painting.
The host was stunned, thinking that Chaohuang was going to buy this painting, so he asked tentatively: "Do you want this "Lock Spring Picture"?" ”
Chaohuang's movement came too suddenly, and everyone's eyes gathered, and after seeing Chaohuang's face wearing a hat and a mask, they all muttered, thinking in their hearts which junior this was, covering it so tightly.
Some clever people with lively minds seemed to be a little burning when they saw Chaohuang looking at the imitation, thinking that she had seen something tricky, maybe there was something else to this painting, and they unconsciously re-examined the painting.
Luo Yong is one of them.
There was a Qin Yin between him and Chaohuang.
Chaohuang's performance he saw more clearly.
It is indeed full of joy and warmth.
It's a pity that everyone studied it carefully and still found nothing.
The paper used for the "Lock Spring Picture" on the stage is worn.
The details of the characters and scenery are far from reaching the height of Prime Minister Hu Guocheng.
Definitely a modern craft.
"Cousin..."Qin Yin saw that the other photographers were faintly impatient, so she wanted to pull Chaohuang down and sit down, but Chaohuang just refused to sit down.
Stand there straight, staring at the painting without blinking.
Luo Yong retracted his gaze and swept around Chaohuang's face, and his tone was a little inexplicable for a while: "Miss Jane, do you want this painting very much?" ”
"I want to." Chao Huang nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
Seeing this, Luo Yong didn't ask any more questions, and directly raised the sign in his hand.
I photographed the replica.
"Senior Brother Luo?" Qin Yin was confused by Chaohuang and Luo Yong's operation, and when she came back to her senses, Luo Yong had already settled the account and handed the painting to Chaohuang.
Luo Yong saw Chaohuang holding the painting firmly in his arms, and once again changed into the indifferent appearance at the beginning, and smiled at Qin Yin: "It's okay, it's just a painting, it should be regarded as a meeting gift for Miss Jane." ”
Jian Chaochao is Yin Yin's cousin and the granddaughter of his teacher.
It's just a painting.
Luo Yong really doesn't take it seriously.
Moreover, this painting is nothing if it were a modern craft.
10,000 yuan to buy.
There is no room for appreciation, but it will not fall to any further extent.
But what if it's genuine?
I don't know why, at that moment just now, Luo Yong had an inexplicable feeling in his heart when he looked at Shang Chaohuang's bright eyes, believing her intuition.
There's an old saying in the antiques world that one eye is true and one is false.
Strength and experience often serve as a test of intuition.
Because he was worried about the authenticity of this painting, Luo Yong's eyes would fall on Chaohuang's body from time to time, more precisely, on the painting that Chaohuang was holding, so that he didn't notice that Qin Yin's eyes were getting darker and darker.
[Host, how did you know that this painting was genuine?] It was the first time for Sansheng to see Chaohuang interested in antiques, and he was inevitably a little curious.
Chaohuang pressed the brim of his hat and hooked his lips with confidence.
[I don't know! 】
After several lifetimes, Chaohuang has indeed seen a lot of good things, but her first judgment of this painting is the same as everyone else, it is a fake, as for why buy it?
Because she took a second look.
Because Qin Yin said that Old Man Tang likes this painting.
Sansheng didn't know what kind of dumb riddle Chaohuang was playing, in view of Chaohuang's help in his cultivation, he didn't choke with her in a good mood, and turned his head to practice.
The three of them, Chao Huang was in a daze, Luo Yong was worried about the authenticity of the painting, Qin Yin was jealous, his mind had already flown away, and he walked out as soon as the auction was over.
At the gate of the antique market, Luo Yong offered to send the two home.
Qin Yin, who was originally running for Luo Yonglai, opened her mouth and refused.
caused Chaohuang to quietly look back and forth on the bodies of the two of them.
What's the situation?
Did she miss something?
"Senior sister, it's too late, let me send you." Luo Yong, who also didn't know what was going on, frowned, with disapproval between his eyebrows, his tone was gentle, but his movements were very strong in front of Qin Yin and Chaohuang.