Chapter 733 I won't take revenge anymore, let's retire!
"Jiang Sheng, what do you mean?"
Wang Banxian looked a little ugly and said dissatisfied: "Is it possible that I have reminded you and you still want him to buy this painting?"
"Since it's a fake, it doesn't cost much."
Jiang Sheng smiled and said nonchalantly: "Young Master Xia is not short of this little money, it doesn't hurt."
"Humph! Ignorant children are not worthy of conspiracy!"
Wang Banxian snorted in disgust: "Man Jin, have you seen it?"
"It's not that I'm narrow-minded, Second Uncle, it's just that your friends are ungrateful!"
"These... two brothers, just believe what my second uncle says. He sees these things very accurately."
Wang Manjin kindly persuaded: "Since the second uncle said that the painting is not worth selling, then it really is not worth selling."
"Nothing is worth it!"
Xia Jiancai was very unhappy with Wang Banxian and said arrogantly: "It's just a small amount of money, but I, Xia Jiancai, don't take it seriously!"
Immediately, Xia Jiancai turned to Goatee: "Boss, although this painting is a fake, my brother likes it. Tell the truth, how much did you pay for this painting?"
"It's true!"
Goatee introduced with some embarrassment: "I didn't know whether this painting was real or fake before. I got it from a country rat..."
"Just tell me how much it cost?"
Xia Jiancai interrupted the other party impatiently. He had already concluded that the painting was a fake and the reason why he wanted to buy it was entirely to give Jiang Sheng face.
"Fifty, fifty thousand!"
Goatee's face turned red and he wanted to raise the price, but was forced by Xia Jiancai's momentum and could only respond truthfully.
"I will give you 100,000 yuan and I will buy this painting!"
Xia Jiancai took out his mobile phone expressionlessly and transferred 100,000 yuan to the vendor.
"Haha! It's true that people are stupid and have too much money. This painting costs only 5,000 yuan and no one buys it."
Wang Banxian groaned angrily: "I didn't expect someone to spend 100,000 yuan to buy a fake painting. How pitiful and pitiful!"
Xia Jiancai's face turned red and he looked at Jiang Sheng for help. Although he was not short of money, he couldn't bear to be ridiculed and ridiculed like this.
"Uncle Manjin, you don't have to be sarcastic about us. After all, you, a frequent visitor to the weird market, couldn't find such a big mistake. It's not a glorious thing."
Jiang Sheng also lost his temper in response to Wang Banxian's cynicism.
"The boy is not convinced!"
Hearing this, Wang Banxian smiled: "I'm sure this painting is worthless. You still dare to say that this is a mistake. You are really ignorant."
"It's useless to talk more. I'll show you what picking up leaks means."
Jiang Sheng smiled and looked at Goatee: "Boss, since the transaction is completed, now does this painting belong to us?"
"Of course!" The merchant nodded repeatedly.
"I'll lend you the table!"
Jiang Sheng pointed to the table and motioned to Xia Jiancai to put the painting on the table.
"Brother Jiang, what are you going to do?"
Xia Jiancai asked curiously while laying out the painting.
Vendors and onlookers also gathered around to watch the fun.
"I'm going to make you laugh and shut up."
Jiang Sheng reached out and touched the scroll gently.
"This is a fake..."
Just as Xia Jian was about to speak, Jiang Sheng suddenly raised his hand and slapped it in the middle of the scroll.
"Stab it!"
Following Jiang Sheng's movements, the painting lying flat on the table instantly fell into pieces, with scraps of paper flying everywhere.
"Brother, even if it's a fake, you won't be violent!"
The corner of Xia Jiancai's mouth twitched. Even if he made a mistake, he wouldn't be so angry. After all, it's still a hundred thousand yuan!
Wang Banxian looked at Jiang Sheng with a mocking look on his face. If he didn't listen to him, he deserved the loss.
"Fuck! Picture within picture!"
At this moment, the crowd suddenly screamed.
Only then did everyone notice that there was another painting under the scroll that Jiang Sheng smashed, which was similar to the previous painting of spring flowers in Toyama, but more lifelike.
"How can this be?"
Wang Banxian also opened his eyes in disbelief: "There are three layers of painting paper, the front and back are fake, and the middle is real. The real work is hidden among the fakes. How can you see it with your eyes alone?"
"The painting you just saw is indeed a fake. It was copied and forged by later generations in order to hide the authenticity of the painting."
Jiang Sheng mobilized his true energy, carefully cleaned the scroll, and explained: "It should be that people in later generations obtained Lu Zhenyuan's original work. In order to better collect and hide it, they came up with this method of hiding the original work among the fakes."
After cleaning up, Jiang Sheng looked at Wang Banxian: "His second uncle is full of gold. Since you know how to appreciate it, let's see if this painting is authentic!"
After hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Wang Banxian, who was in a state of confusion, reacted and immediately stepped forward, took out a professional magnifying glass and observed carefully.
“Oh my god, it’s an authentic work, it’s actually an authentic work!”
A moment later, Wang Banxian shouted in shock: "This paper is rice paper, a specialty of Xuanzhou in the Tang Dynasty, and the handwriting and seal signature are all authentic!"
After calming down, Wang Banxian's face became a little ugly. He didn't expect that he would be slapped in the face by a junior like Jiang Sheng.
"I am willing to pay 10 million. I wonder if you can give this painting to me?"
At this moment, a gray-haired old man walked up to the confused Xia Jiancai and asked.
"This is the provincial capital's cultural relic restoration expert, Mr. Luo!"
"Even Mr. Luo came forward, which means that this painting is definitely real. I am willing to bid 15 million!"
"I'll pay 20 million!"
"I'll pay 22 million!"
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The onlookers were bidding one after another, and the scene was quite heated.
The two Wang family members, Xia Jiancai and the previous vendor were all dumbfounded.
An item worth 100,000 yuan was bid for tens of millions. This is too exaggerated!
Especially the goatee was beating his chest with remorse. I thought I had made a lot of money by selling it for 100,000 yuan, but now I saw it was a big loss!
"Thank you for your kindness."
Just as everyone continued to increase their prices, Xia Jiancai quickly waved his hands: "I have no intention of selling this painting. Please forgive me."
Xia Jiancai glanced at Jiang Sheng and carefully put the painting away.
This was the first benefit he earned after following Jiang Sheng, and he would not sell it no matter how much money he made.
"How is Manjin's second uncle doing?"
After putting the painting away, Xia Jian proudly asked Wang Banxian: "Didn't you say this painting is worthless? But someone has already bid 30 million, and your taste is not good either!"
"You just got lucky and the villain got his way!"
Wang Banxian responded with a gloomy face. He was also aggrieved. He didn't expect Jiang Sheng to be able to see the mystery of the painting within the painting with his naked eyes.
Wang Manjin moved his lips and hesitated to speak. He didn't know what to say.
The second uncle did take him to find a lot of treasures, but the problem is that the money earned from everything combined is not as much as that of Xia Jiancai's painting. The most important thing is that this thing is such a slap in the face for the second uncle!
"Manjin, let's go!"
Faced with the pointing fingers of the onlookers, Wang Banxian couldn't help but turned around and left angrily.
"Brother Jiang, I didn't expect you to have such sharp eyesight. It feels so good to slap that old guy in the face."
The half-immortal queen was so angry that Xia Jiancai looked at Jiang Sheng with admiration: "With your eyesight, you can definitely make a fortune in Gui Market!"
"But I'm not interested in these."
Jiang Sheng shook his head and sighed: "I just want to find something that can improve me, but the medicinal materials here...hey, let's go back!"
Just when Jiang Sheng was about to leave and passed by a stall, the dragon pattern ring in his hand suddenly trembled violently.