Hearing the chatter around him, Fan Zenghong looked very impatient.
He and Huangfu Yueshan were surrounded by everyone in the middle and could not move forward.
Fortunately, there were more than a dozen security guards standing by, otherwise there would have been a danger of a stampede.
This shows how high Fan Zenghong’s status is in the treasure appraising world.
Fan Zenghong glanced at everyone with an unhappy expression, and said with suppressed anger: "Everyone, the auction will start soon. I will personally appraise the exhibits you brought at the venue. Don't worry, as long as all the guests can be present today, they will have a chance.
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After hearing Fan Zenghong's words, everyone took a few steps back knowingly. The security took the opportunity to open a pedestrian passage and invited Fan Zenghong and Huangfu Yueshan to pass.
From the moment Huangfu Yueshan entered Shun Yuan Residence, she looked around from time to time.
Bai Luoyu said that Fu Yunchen had arrived, but he was not seen in the hall.
At this time, a figure rushed out of the crowd.
"Master Fan, I have an antique calligraphy and painting passed down from my family that I would like you to appraise."
It was the uncle who rushed out, holding the box wrapped in yellow satin in his hand.
When the security personnel saw him, they immediately stepped forward and stopped him forcefully.
Fan Zenghong glared at the man indifferently, seeing that he was wearing a rustic outfit, and he didn't look like he had an heirloom at home.
Ignore the other person and walk away silently.
Seeing that Fan Zenghong was about to leave, the uncle hurriedly opened the box. Hearing a "pop" sound, the uncle unfolded the painting "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors" in front of everyone.
Fan Zenghong and Huangfu Yueshan, who were about to leave, stopped at the same time.
Fan Zenghong's eyes paused slightly and he was stunned for a few seconds. He took out the telescope from his pocket and hurriedly walked to the uncle.
Huangfu Yueshan also followed closely and walked over.
Because the old man in the family loves to collect calligraphy and paintings, she also received a lot of influence from those around her.
When I first saw this painting, judging from the overall artistic conception and the craftsmanship of the painting, it was definitely a masterpiece.
Fan Zenghong inspected it carefully, a flash of ecstasy flashed in his dry well-like eyes.
"Master Fan, is this painting of mine authentic?" The uncle waited expectantly for Fan Zenghong's final answer.
At this time, someone in the crowd sneered.
"I'm telling you, brother, you were the one who made trouble at the door just now, right? Master Fan, this person doesn't have an invitation letter at all. Logically speaking, he is not qualified to appear here."
"It's easy to tell from the way he's dressed that he's a poor man. What kind of heirlooms can he have in his family?"
"I think he just wants money and goes crazy."
Several onlookers made scornful remarks.
Some discerning customers in the crowd expressed their opinions.
"From the perspective of the painter, the painting skills of this painting are very good, and the aged tones are also very realistic. It is considered a masterpiece among fakes."
Someone noticed the title and postscript at the end and sneered, thinking they understood it very well.
"Everyone who knows the art knows that Wang Chongwen's only famous work is "Mist and Rain on the Xiangjiang River". This work is currently stored in the National Museum. After decades of working in the industry, this is the first time I have heard that Wang Chongwen also created
If you have ever seen a work like "Huangshan Welcoming Visitors", I can only say that the creator of the work was not serious in his fraud."
"I think this scroll is obviously made in the Qing Dynasty. Even if it is authentic, it was probably made in the Qing Dynasty in the name of Wang Chongwen."
"What do you think, Master Fan?"
Fan Zenghong, who had been staring at the painting without speaking, pondered for a while, then slowly raised his head and looked at the uncle under the gaze of everyone.
"This guest, is this painting of yours handed down from your ancestors?"
The uncle nodded: "It was passed down from my great-grandfather."
Fan Zenghong asked again: "Do you know how your great-grandfather obtained this painting?"
The uncle shook his head and thought to himself that what Master Fan asked was the same as that of Miss Gu.
"Master Fan, is this painting of mine real?"
Fan Zenghong glanced at the painting again, shook his head and said: "It's not an authentic work, but the artistry of this painting is very good, and the mounting paper is an imperial scroll from the early Qing Dynasty, so it can be sold for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan."
money."
Hearing Fan Zenghong say that the painting was a fake, the man's eyes clearly showed disappointment.
I was so happy and excited just now, but now I feel so desperate.
He shouldn't believe what Miss Gu said. He should have thought of this answer a long time ago.
My family has been working as a farmer and a poor person for several lifetimes. If there really is an authentic painting by a master from the Song Dynasty in my family, my great-grandfather’s generation has already made a fortune from this painting. Will it be his turn again?
The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt. The man laughed to himself and silently rolled up the painting and put it back in the box.
"Thank you, Master Fan."
After thanking him, the man walked straight towards the gate of Shun Yuan Residence.
Thirty to forty thousand yuan is a drop in the bucket compared to the 300,000 yuan surgery fee.
Moreover, even if this painting is fake, it has been passed down from generation to generation and has been preserved to this day. He cannot sell it off unless absolutely necessary.
Seeing that the uncle was about to leave, Fan Zenghong's eyes changed slightly. He called his assistant and whispered a few words in his ear.
The other party understood the situation and walked out immediately after the uncle left.
In private room No. 01
Gu Nanyi and Fu Yunchen had a panoramic view of everything that happened in the hall.
Gu Nan raised the corners of her lips coldly.
From Fan Zenghong's expression when he first saw the painting, it can be seen that he recognized that it was an authentic work.
But he lied to the uncle and said it was a fake, which was obviously a conspiracy that he shouldn't have.
Looking sideways at the man next to him, Fu Yunchen looked unusually calm.
"You don't seem surprised."
Fu Yunchen said: "The water in this circle is very deep, so don't trust so-called experts easily, even if they are at the national level. Fan Zenghong is obviously greedy. This situation is very common in the antique circle."
matter."
Gu Nan felt a pity in his heart when he thought about his uncle saying that he sold paintings to save his children.
He, a layman, came to the ghost market with a priceless authentic painting, and he was destined to be deceived.
But he was lucky enough to meet them.
Gu Nan raised her eyebrows and said, "Today you brought me to appraise treasures and helped me buy clothes. I should also reciprocate and give you a big gift."
Fu Yunchen cleared his eyes and blinked slightly, and instantly understood what Gu Nanyi meant.
"Dudu..."
On the main street of the ghost market, Huangfu Xixian, Cheng Tianyou and Tang Wei walked side by side towards Shun Yuanju. Huangfu Xixian's cell phone vibrated.
He took out his mobile phone and saw the call reminder, and immediately pressed the answer button.