"What do you mean......"

Mr. Zhuang's voice trembled slightly.

Cangshu smiled slightly and said, "The old gentleman already has an idea in his heart, why not verify it yourself." ”

The boss and the auctioneer on the stage looked at each other with a confused expression, what are these two talking about?

"Mr. Zhuang, what are you talking about? Could it be that there is something else to this painting? The auction house owner couldn't help but ask.

Mr. Zhuang touched the painting and muttered, "It's hard to say if there is a mystery, you are waiting now, I'll take it down to see." ”

Without waiting for the boss and others to speak, Mr. Zhuang rolled up the painting and brought it to the audience.

Cangzhu is not afraid of the auction house, because compared with a 3.6 billion painting, reputation is more important.

Moreover, if this treasure is found at this auction, it will surely become famous, and there will be countless collectors who will come to collect it in the future, which will be worth more than 3.6 billion.

"This ......" boss didn't even know what was going on.

"What's going on? Why did you still take the painting down? ”

"Let's hurry up and get the next collection, our time is precious."

"Don't delay everyone's time, hurry up."

The other collectors were not happy because the broken painting had been delayed for a long time.

The owner of the auction hall stood in front of the stage and said with a smile: "Everyone, please don't be impatient, there is a problem with that painting just now, Zhuang Lao has already taken it down to re-study, please wait for a while." ”

Someone in the audience hugged his arms and said: "What else to study, no matter how much you study, you can't be genuine, after all, the paper is from the Qing Dynasty, unless the paper of the Qing Dynasty has passed through." ”

"Hahaha."

The man's words caused everyone to laugh, and indeed, judging from the current appraisal results, the conclusion of the imitation is a sure thing.

In Young Master Huang's box, Lao Ou with a wrinkled face said, "Young Master, something is not right, the appraiser surnamed Zhuang just now looked very nervous for a moment. ”

"Hehe, anyone will be nervous if they buy a Qing imitation for 200 million, don't worry, this kid can't turn over the plate, that painting is not only the appraisal of the surname Zhuang, but also said that it is Qing imitation." Young Master Huang leaned back on the seat calmly, stuffed the crystal grapes into his mouth for a moment, and didn't bother to look at Cangshu.

He may have regarded Atractylodes as an opponent when bidding just now, but now...... Hehe, a fool who spends 200 million to buy imitations is not worthy of being in his sight at all.

Young Master Huang spat out the grape seeds, got up and said, "It's too boring, let's go." ”

"Wait!" Lao Ou suddenly shouted: "Young master, you are ...... in the stands"

I saw that the paintings I had just brought down were brought up again, but at this time they turned out to be two.

"How...... How did it change to two? ”

The crowd, who had just been noisy, stood up from their positions and looked at the two paintings on the stage with shocked expressions.

"Yes, these are two pictures of the waterfall of Lushan Mountain." Mr. Zhuang said: "The first one does have the style of Tang Bohu, but the paper is indeed an imitation of the Qianlong period; This second one is different, the brushstrokes are clean and clean, and you can see how lifelike this figure is......"

The owner of the auction hall was shocked and stammered, "Zhuang ...... Mr. Zhuang, what do you mean by that? ”

"What else can you mean? The second one is Tang Bohu's real handiwork. Mr. Zhuang sighed.

"Hiss~"

All the people in the venue gasped together, when did the auction venue collect the real Lushan Waterfall Viewing Map.

"It's in the world, Tang Bohu's Lushan Waterfall View Picture is in the world!" The boss was surprised and delighted, and it was a great honor for the auction house.

"Old Zhuang, where did you get the real handiwork, why didn't I hear a little wind?" The boss said excitedly.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Cangzhu and said: "I also just found it, this authentic work is hidden under the imitation, I opened the painting on it and the real work was revealed, young man, I didn't find such a precise mounting, how did you notice?" ”

Cangzhu said: "Actually, I'm not very sure, I just think this way of framing is a little unnatural, it's obviously an imitation and it's not from a famous artist, why is it so beautifully framed?" I've read some books on treasure connoisseurship before, and there are cases of hiding the real thing under the fake. ”

Of course, these are what Atractylodes learned from the future news, when the surname Gao found that the painting had a corner up, and then found the real work hidden underneath.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Cangzhu approvingly: "Good eyesight, good knowledge!" It's not easy to have this kind of achievement in appreciation at a young age! ”

"Mr. Zhuang praised it falsely, and I was also a coincidence." Cangshu said modestly.

The whole venue only heard the old and the young complimenting each other, and the other people's brains were short-circuited.

The real thing is hidden underneath the fake?

They didn't slap themselves to death, such a big baby was ridiculed before, now it's okay, they're all dumbfounded, right?

Fan Chengen looked at the stage in the box stupidly: "This ...... This...... He...... Authentic? ”

I stuttered for a long time and only squeezed out these few words.

The man surnamed Gao was annoyed and passed by! It's just a little bit like this, and the real thing is my own.

Young Master Huang felt that he had been tricked at this time, and he felt that his face had been slapped twice.

"Damn brute! It turned out to be the real thing! He always knew it was genuine, so he kept increasing the price! Young Master Huang said angrily: "Go, let the Xu family check who the buyer is, Lao Tzu has to teach this bastard a lesson." ”

"Yes." Lao Ou answered and left.

On the stage, the boss asked, "Mr. Zhuang, how much do you think this painting can sell?" ”

"How much money is uncertain, the current market is different from the past, the price of the collection is increasing year by year, Tang Bohu has become more and more famous in recent years, and the foreign calligraphy and painting circles and the collection community know his name, and there are ......few authentic works," Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while and said: "I'll give you a conservative price, one billion." ”

"Billion?!" The boss was shocked, the young man in front of him was photographed for 200 million, and it multiplied five times in a blink of an eye?

Cangshu was silent on the side, but he knew that this painting went through nearly 40 rounds of fierce competition in foreign auctions, and finally fell under the hammer at a price of 3.6 billion.

"Young man, this painting is yours, but you have to put it away." Mr. Zhuang put away the two paintings and solemnly handed them over to Atractylodes.

A billion paintings are so precious that many people can take risks and do unthinkable things.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, for the reminder." Cangshu handed the bank card to the owner of the auction house and said, "Swipe the card." ”

"Hey, please wait in the background."

The boss took Cangzhu's bank card with both hands, and his attitude was completely different from before, very respectful.

At this time, Young Master Huang suddenly said in the box: "Boy, give you a billion, I want this painting!" ”

A condescending tone, an attitude of no one in his eyes.

Cangshu was already unhappy because of this person's price increase, and this will be this attitude again: "You want it?" You're the oldest! Haven't you always been awesome before? I have the ability to find a pair of Tang Bohu's real works by myself. ”

After speaking, Cangzhu walked into the backstage with the painting and waited for the formalities to be completed.

In the box, the green tendons on Young Master Huang's neck burst out, and his fists clenched and gurgled.

"Excellent! Don't let me find out who you are, or you will be unable to live, or you will be unable to die! ”

As soon as Cangshu walked into the backstage, he received a call from Xu Zhi'an.

"Mr. Cangshu, just now I received an order from the Huang family, asking me to check a person participating in the auction within ten minutes, should I check? Huang Jiake has never made such a request, is it that they have found clues. ”