Wen Lan was not interested in calligraphy and painting, she watched it for more than half an hour, and then felt very bored: "Brother Fan, it's not interesting to watch these, otherwise, let's go out for a walk." ”

Ye Fan shook his head: "Don't worry, it's all here, let's take a look." ”

"You also want to buy paintings and calligraphy?" Wen Lan said suspiciously.

Ye Fan nodded slightly: "It's all here, how can I ...... Pick the cheapest one and buy it. ”

"Wow, the cheapest one is hundreds of thousands." Wen Lan smiled, she just thought Ye Fan was joking, and she didn't care.

Ye Fan glanced at the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map" with a price of 400,000 yuan in the corner without a trace, and the memory in his mind gradually became clear, if he was not mistaken, it should be this painting.

Even if you remember wrong, it doesn't matter, the price is only 400,000, and now I can bear it.

I thought it was a gift to go back to my dad and make a New Year's gift.

When the auction was coming to an end, the painting that Ye Fan had been waiting for was finally on the market.

This painting "Fuchun Mountain Residence", as we all know, is not the Yuan Dynasty painter Huang Gongwang's authentic work worth more than 100 million, in fact, it is the "leftover mountain map" copied by the master of the Republic of China Zhang Daqian......

But this is an imitation of Master Zhang's early years when he was learning to paint, and the artistic value will be greatly reduced, with a starting price of 400,000 yuan, and a price increase of no less than 20,000 yuan each time! ”

"Fuchun Mountain Residence Map" is the pinnacle of landscape painting, but unfortunately the original work has been damaged in two sections, the first half is a slightly damaged "leftover mountain map", and the second half is more damaged. ”

"The Fuchun Mountain Residence is treasured in the National Palace Museum in Taipei, and I am fortunate to have seen the original work, the painting is smooth and handsome, and the sense of vertical and horizontal vastness is not comparable to the imitation of this immature technique."

As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, Ye Fan heard the whispers of many people in the audience, and it was obvious that he was not optimistic about this painting.

Unlike before, when someone made a bid as soon as the words fell, this time more than ten seconds later, no one bided.

When the auctioneer saw the cold market, he was worried that this painting would become the first unsold painting, so he added: "Don't think that this is an imitation and has no market value, after all, this is the work of Master Zhang, and this is also the last painting provided by Mr. Zhang Yuntian, do you have any bids?" ”

Hearing that it was the last painting provided by Mr. Zhang Yuntian, Yu Chun thought about whether to make a move, after all, this imitation is only 400,000 yuan, and it can be counted as a deal if he sells his favor to the real estate seniors in Yangcheng.

This is also what many people think, but Yangcheng people are more pragmatic, hundreds of thousands of dollars are also money, buy big crabs to eat, he is not fragrant, so everyone is a little hesitant, and they are also waiting for others to make a move.

Xu Ban whispered: "Isn't imitation a fake painting, who would be so stupid and spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a fake painting." ”

Yu Chungang wanted to raise a sign to bid, but when he heard the words of his follower, he had to give up.

"400,000, Mr. in seat 60, bid 400,000, is there any price increase?" Seeing that someone raised a sign to bid, the auction host instantly shouted.

Hearing that someone was bidding, everyone also followed the eyes of the supporters.

After seeing that it was Ye Fan bidding, Yu Chun and Lin Yuhang glanced at each other, and their eyes showed intriguing eyes, could it be that this kid also wanted to curry favor with Zhang Yuntian by buying an imitation?

After Xu Ban saw that it was Ye Fan, he whispered sarcastically: "Ha, it turned out to be this fool, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a fake painting." ”

Lin Yuhang couldn't help but whisper: "Perhaps, this fool thinks he missed it." ”

"Haha, he probably wants to integrate into the rich circle of Yangcheng by taking a picture." Yu Chun smiled with disdain.

Seeing that many people at the scene were whispering, but they didn't raise their signs, the auctioneer asked loudly: "The gentleman in seat 60 bid 400,000 yuan, is there a higher bid?" ”

There was silence at the scene, and of course no one rushed to buy a fake painting, phew, imitation.

Seeing that Ye Fan had successfully bought and bought, Wen Lan whispered, "Brother Fan, how can you shoot a fake painting?" ”

Ye Fan smiled: "How can a painting painted by a scholar be called a fake painting, this is an imitation." ”

Soon, Ye Fan and Wen Lan went to the finance room to settle the account together and got the painting.

Seeing that Wen Lan had been next to Ye Fan, Father Wen, who was at the venue, did not stop him, and the middle-aged man next to Li Wen, that is, Lin Yuhang's father, Lin Qinghua, frowned without a trace.

After the auction, the organizer prepared a buffet meal, the hall pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and the guests who got the auction items commented on each other and congratulated each other.

Seeing Ye Fan walking out with the painting, Xu Ban came over and said sarcastically: "Brother Ye Fan, you are really rich and capricious, and spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a fake painting." ”

"Xu Ban, how can you say that, this is Master Zhang's imitation." Lin Yuhang seemed to hold Xu Ban, but actually said sarcastically.

"Haha, this is copied by the master, how can it be called a fake painting, this is the master's real handiwork." Yu Chun also said with a smile, and raised the calligraphy and painting in his hand without a trace.

The voices of these people were not deliberately concealed, and many people around looked at Ye Fan meaningfully.

Ye Fan smiled indifferently: "Chun Shao really knows how to draw." ”

Seeing a few people mocking and mocking, Ye Fan didn't react at all, and Yu Chun had the feeling of punching cotton.

"Hmph, what do you know, Brother Fan, let's go."

Ye Fan didn't care, Wen Lan couldn't stand it, seeing so many mocking eyes, Wen Lan was not interested in calligraphy and painting, and wanted to leave a long time ago.

Ye Fan smiled, and saw that although the old man was talking to someone, his eyes had been quietly looking at this side, he suddenly walked over to Wenhua Mountain and whispered a few words to Wenhua Mountain.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, Wen Huashan's face changed, and he blurted out: "What you said is true?" ”

Ye Fan nodded: "This is my father's speculation, I am not sure, I want to ask Uncle Wen to find someone to help take a look." ”

Ye Fan is not very interested in calligraphy and painting, but his father is a fan of calligraphy and painting, so before he was reborn, he heard his father tell an interesting story about "Fuchun Mountain Residence".

In the year when he put on the mask, the "Fuchun Mountain Residence" collected by a wealthy businessman in Yangcheng accidentally soaked in water, which exposed the secret of the painting, making this imitation, which was originally worth only hundreds of thousands, become an imitation worth tens of millions.

Although Ye Fan is not sure whether it is this painting, there are not many imitations of this kind, and it is estimated that eight or nine are not far from ten.

Wen Huashan looked at the painting seriously, and suddenly said with a smile: "It's a little interesting, then let's take a look at the picture in case it ........is damaged."

Although Ye Fan was heartbroken, he said very angrily: "I want to verify it, if it is damaged, of course it will be mine." ”

Wen Huashan nodded and instructed the assistant a few words.

Soon, the auctioneer just now came over with a toolbox: "Dong Wen, why don't I come ......?"

"I'll come, you help." Wen Huashan waved his hand, unfolded the painting, placed it on an empty table, and opened the toolbox, intending to verify it himself.

Wen Huashan picked up the tool, just wanted to do it, thinking of Ye Fan's words, he looked at it for a while, and then operated.

Seeing such a big battle, many people gathered around.

They were all curious, isn't it just a 400,000 imitation, what is this for?

Could it be that hundreds of thousands of paintings also have to verify their authenticity?

With the operation of Wenhua Mountain, soon there were insiders who saw the doorway and whispered.

Zhang Yuntian frowned slightly: "Dong Wen, isn't this painting an imitation of Master Zhang?" Do you think someone imitated Master Zhang's handwriting? ”

Wen Huashan smiled: "Elder Zhang, maybe we have all lost our eyes, what else is there in this painting?" ”

"No way, what I have identified in this painting is an ordinary imitation of Master Zhang." Zhang Yuntian thought he was a professional, he shook his head and said.

In order to prove that he was right, he added: "This painting is an imitation, and its value is average. ”

Wen Huashan smiled and said nothing, and continued to bury his head in the operation, Zhang Yuntian is a senior in the Yangcheng real estate and collection industry after all, whether he answered this correctly or incorrectly, it was not good.