Chapter 2258

I don't know what medicine Huo Qingyang sold in his gourd, but Feng Jingyi's heart followed him. On the other side, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Lulin was also a little puzzled:

What does he mean?

Although he doesn't know very much about ancient paintings, he can still read people's faces. From beginning to end, boss Shen is upright and vigorous. Obviously, he doesn't have a guilty expression. Can't he see it? Shouldn't we first determine whose responsibility it is? How can you still hold such a slim hope? Don't you really want to lose money?

It's not a small number!

Just then, Huo Qingyang waved to him: "Lulin --"

suddenly, Lulin stepped forward: "Jiu Ye!"

I don't really want him to go to some cultural relic appraiser in the middle of the night? For a while and a half, where can he find such a capable man?

"Do you know about the Cultural Relics Identification in the nightclub? First, go to find someone to see if they know what they are doing! "

Like a complete layman, Huo Qingyang points to the painting on one side of his finger, takes a breath of smoke, but it's like playing with a lighter habitually. With a light bang, he instantly stimulates Lulin's sensitive nerves, and immediately pulls him back from the confused forest. When his eyes meet, he vaguely feels something, nods and says:

"Yes!"

At this moment, all of Lulin's spirit has been put on Huo Qingyang. He never let go of any small action, but saw that he was playing with the lighter with one hand and smoking with the other hand, as if he was going to repeat the action of lighting cigarettes, and then he collected the lighter halfway back, adding:

"by the way, you can ask West, he should know someone! Hurry up, don't let Shen wait! "

It was another "slap" sound. Lulin reflected and saw the flashing red light on the cigarette end. He knew something instantly. This time, he bowed his head and said:

"I see. I'll go!"

When he got up, he nodded his head in response to Huo Qingyang, and Lulin turned to walk outside the door.

……

In a short time, he led a young man to come in. The man was gentle, wearing white gloves and carrying a small box. He was polite and looked like a high-quality professional scholar:

"Jiu Ye!"

They said hello in unison, and then they nodded to Shen Wanjin, which was also a greeting. Later, Lu Lin explained and introduced to the public:

"this is bachelor Hejing Fu. Although he majored in jewelry appraisal, he still has some experience in the research of cultural relics and ancient books. Mr. Jiuye and Mr. Shen, it's too late to find the right person for a moment, or let Mr. He and Mr. Ouyang focus on each other first? I've contacted the cultural relic appraisers recognized by the top ten auction houses -- "

nodded, Huo Qingyang didn't comment:" MMM "

almost laughed, Shen Wanjin covered his lips with one hand, and made an invitation with one hand:" I have no comment! "

Layman is layman indeed! When experts have lost their eyes, they go to a jewelry appraiser to see the antiques, not to mention whether they have any effect. Isn't this a big story of gliding the world and laughing people off?

As he had just participated in the auction, Shen Wanjin took his own cultural relic appraiser with him. As soon as he reached out, one of the two people sitting on the side sofa stood up. The lights of the private room were turned on. Coincidentally, both people put on gloves and took out magnifiers.

Although it's quite out of place to identify the ancient paintings on the tea table, after a simple wipe, no one has transferred the abstract or the like, about everyone has some numbers in mind:

this painting, whether true or false, must be half destroyed. Besides, paper is easier to break when it gets wet. At this juncture, in case of any accident, it will become the target of the public. No one is willing to recruit this bad luck at this time.

People on the side of heaven star are not taken seriously at all. Naturally, the appraiser brought by Lulin is the first one invited to make appraisal. The painting hardly moves. Instead, it spreads a little along the original direction. Because he is not willing to take risks, no one has been trying to rescue the painting. At this time, he is afraid to pull the wet part, and the place is very good It's limited. The appraiser avoided the part of red wine. In front of the public, he took a magnifying glass and looked around for several times, then slowly opened his mouth and said:

"this painting of Songyang and Han cypresses is the small axis of Emperor Qianlong's calligraphy. It's said that the paper book of JinSu mountain is used to make the giant cypresses of ink and brush, directly to the Xiaohan Dynasty It's not a secret that Emperor Qianlong loved to seal. The Qing Dynasty is close to our time, and there are more cultural relics to study. Especially, I have seen a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings left in the prosperous period of KangQian. It's true that this painting has Emperor Qianlong's seal, but this inscription is not like the real work of Qianlong. It's very different from what I've seen before. At that time, I went to investigate it specially Read some literature, if I remember correctly, this painting is not recorded! It's an ancient painting. It's true in some years, but it's not the real work of Qianlong. There are many such paintings on the market, which can't be said to be antique. But compared with the real work of the emperor, the price is still the same as that of Tianyuan! I have seen two as like as two peas before, one of which is the imitation of folk at that time, and there are still differences in handwriting. "

voice dropped, and the man was straight up, and pushed to Shen Wanjin by the sudden rise of his hands. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the inscription on the picture:" impossible! Do you know ancient paintings or not? Ouyang, don't you come and have a look? "

Reaching for the man who was pushed away, Lulin and he both stepped back a lot. In front of him, another man was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He stood still and put the painting out again. Then he enlarged, observed, compared and studied the painting a little bit. After watching the painting for a circle, he looked like he said to himself: "in different times, in different periods, the font will change, just like the fashion of each era, even the characters will be different, from the arrangement To the turning point of the pen This word, Mingming - "

Mingming is the true work of Emperor Qianlong!

Eyes widened, the man bowed, and kept moving the magnifying glass to change the place. Unexpectedly, a wisp of blue smoke suddenly rose, and the next second, the fire rose, accompanied by a scream, the people subconsciously held their heads and fled:

"ah! Fire! When the fire broke out, "

in a mass of noise, the man who was half a beat slowly grabbed the pillow and clothes, then he jumped up. When the open fire went out, all the people were ashen, and the painting directly turned to ashes.