Han Mu sneered: "My second grandpa is coming soon. He is an expert in calligraphy and painting. It is better to let him judge. If your landscape painting is more valuable, I will let you deal with it.

If my paintings are more valuable, you have to slap me three times.”

As soon as these words were said, everyone was uproar! A hint of surprise flashed in Xue Qingyan's eyes. Is Han Mu giving away a head?

No one wants his work! "Okay, if you lose, you have to kneel down and kowtow three times, then call me dad, and then get out of the Xue family!"

Lin Jiawei said with a proud look on his face.

A moment later, an old man in Zhongshan suit walked into the private room.

Wang Juan's father passed away a few years ago. The old man was named Wang Xian, and he was Wang Juan's uncle.

It is also a refusal of antiques, and also an appraisal certificate issued by the state.

"Second Grandpa."

Xue Qingyan greeted her with a smile.

“Hey.”

Wang Xian nodded in response.

"Hello, second grandpa, I am Lin Jiawei."

Lin Jiawei pointed to the landscape painting he gave to Wang Juan and said, "A fool at the scene insisted that my painting was fake, so please come and judge me."

"oh?"

Wang Xian was stunned, then put on reading glasses and carefully identified the landscape painting.

"Yes, the painting skills are superb and powerful, and it perfectly depicts the magnificence of Huashan. No one in the world can draw this style except for the painting saint Wu Daozi."

Wang Xian smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Waste, what else can I say?"

Lin Jiawei raised his head proudly and glanced at Han Mu disdainfully.

"Haha, I'll just say, how could this kid Jiawei give me fake paintings?"

Wang Juan's smile is extremely bright.

Xue Qingyan also sighed helplessly. It is estimated that Lin Jiawei will come to propose marriage in a while.

But the next moment, Wang Xian's face suddenly appeared a little frightened. The landscape painting in his hand fell to the ground, and spider-web-like cracks appeared in the glass frame! "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Wang Juan suddenly became anxious. Wu Daozi's original works could not be ruined like this! "This, this painting is fake, but it is imitated very realistically. But the key is that this painting adopts the method of putting it in the tomb to make it old, and it is very evil. For example, if it is placed at home, it will cause dirt!"

A shocked expression appeared on Wang Xian's face, and then glared at Lin Jiawei fiercely: "What is your intention? You must use this method to harm my niece!"

"I, I didn't..." Lin Jiawei seemed to be struck by a lightning, and he was stunned on the spot! How could he be discovered?

"Dare you still quibbling?"

Wang Xian glared at Lin Jiawei with a sharp look.

"I was cheated! Uncle Xue, Aunt Wang, I was cheated!"

Lin Jiawei hurriedly defended: "I bought this painting from my friend for three million, I really don't know!"

Wang Xian was about to have an attack, but Wang Juan said, "Okay, uncle, I believe Jiawei is not that kind of person.

By the way, Han Mu also gave me a calligraphy and painting. He said it was worth five million, please take a look."

"oh?"

Wang Xian was also obviously shocked, picked up Han Mu's landscape painting and looked at it, shook his head and smiled, "This landscape painting can be said to be worth mentioning. It is probably the work of a beginner, five million?

Is it worth five million coins?”

Han Mu felt extremely bitter in his heart. Wang Juan did this just to divert Lin Jiawei's attention. It seemed that she had already recognized Lin Jiawei as her future son-in-law in her heart.

"Hahaha!"

Lin Jiawei laughed wildly and said, "Han Mu, you are so stupid, you dare to show off in front of me?"

Now it’s revealed! Hahaha!”

"Everyone wait."

Han Mu chuckled lightly, then dipped his fingers in a little warm water and evenly applied it to the surface of the landscape painting. He slowly opened a corner, and then opened the rice paper on the surface. A completely different ink painting appeared in front of everyone! This picture depicts a stream, with flowers and plants next to the stream swaying in the wind, and a few cattle and sheep standing on the shore and hanging their heads to drink water. This painting is simple and yellow. Although there is no skill, it reveals the atmosphere of a famous painting.

"This..." "Picture in the picture?

It’s really amazing in the world!”

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that they would have a backup plan.

"oh?"

Wang Xian frowned, took out his magnifying glass and watched carefully for a while.

"At this level, I guess it won't be sold for a lot of money."

Lin Jiawei sneered.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xian took a breath of cold air, and a shock flashed in his eyes: "This is the original work of Shi Tao, a famous painter in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties!"

These words immediately caused an impact and shock to the people at the scene that was no less than a magnitude ten earthquake! "What?

Shitao's authentic works?

It’s impossible. Shi Tao is also a painting saint who can be named with Wu Daozi. His original works are very rare. There are no more than ten original works of Shi Tao in existence!”

"This painting looks ordinary, not like a famous painting.

Mr. Wang, I am not questioning you, but have you read it wrong?"

"That's right, absolutely right..." Even though Wang Xian had been dealing with antiques and antiques for a lifetime, he couldn't help but tremble all over when he saw Shi Tao's original work: "Shi Tao's personal style is very strong. Even no matter how outstanding a painter is, he can only imitate the essence but cannot imitate the essence. There is also the stamp of Emperor Kangxi on it..." As he said, Wang Xian picked up his index finger and carefully touched a corner of the ink painting, and said excitedly: "Look at the texture of this rice paper, it is impossible to reach this level without hundreds of years of precipitation! As for the painting in the painting... I think this painting is too precious. In order not to be missed, a very rough ink painting was covered with the surface."

Everyone would not question Wang Xian's ability to identify Wang Xian at all, and he would not be able to misunderstand it.

"Then... uncle, how much is this painting worth?"

Xue Guozheng couldn't believe it.

"The price is between six million and eight million, according to the current market, but it will continue to appreciate in the future."

Wang Xian patted Han Mu on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Good boy, is this passed down by your ancestors?

You can give such a precious thing as you say, haha, your mother probably won’t be able to sleep well tonight.”

"Haha, I originally wanted to give it to my mother, but she didn't want it. I asked me to take it back and honor my father, so I had to take it away."

After Han Mu finished speaking, he withdrew the priceless ink painting in the astonished eyes of everyone.

"Um?"

Xue Qingyan couldn't help but frowned slightly. What was Han Mu playing with?

Wang Juan glared at Han Mu so much that she was so angry that Han Mu could directly reveal the surface. Wasn't he just doing this to slap himself in the face?

Wang Juan is very passionate about collecting famous paintings. When she learned that this was the original, she almost jumped up excitedly. However, Han Mu said that if she wanted it again, wouldn’t she slap herself in the face in public?
Chapter completed!