Live broadcast antique city, others will miss your wholesale?

Su Bai's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

Both the side and the top of the jade seal are intact, indicating that the flaws can only appear at the bottom.

only……

I can't see it either.

The position where the jade seal is engraved has been covered with red ink pad after many years of use. It is hard to say whether it has been bitten into the jade, and even if there is a crack, it cannot be seen.

"pat~"

Manager Wang took the jade seal and stamped the rice paper to prove the integrity of the lettering.

"It's strange that I have to let him get started."

"Is it intentional, afraid that people will find out the problem?"

"A good private museum, the routine is deeper than the stalls."

Su Bai glanced at the glasses, and saw that the fans in the live broadcast room were still discussing the seal fiercely, clamoring for her to buy it,

If the occasion is not suitable,
She popularized science in the live broadcast room.

Endured and endured, finally shook his head and muttered:
"The Liu family is a bit unkind!"

She didn't expose Manager Wang's tricks.

After all, the buyers who dared to make an offer without getting their hands on it were actually gambling.

If you bet right, you can still make a fortune, but if you bet wrong, you can only admit defeat.

Anyway, when the time comes, Mr. Liu only needs to say that his father didn't say there was a problem with Yuxi, and he can cover it up.

In the end, Yunxiang's jade seal was acquired by a boss surnamed Chen at a price of 380 million.

He readily paid the deposit and signed the purchase agreement, obviously very satisfied with the transaction.

Su Bai didn't care about it, she didn't want to buy it anyway, but suddenly found that Yu Qingqian beside her was a little absent-minded, so she asked suspiciously:
"Boss Yu, you were looking forward to it when you came, but now you seem to have lost your interest?"

"I looked around and couldn't find what I was looking for."

Yu Qingqian shrugged and said casually.

"There are hundreds of collections in the museum, have you read them all?"

Su Bai asked in surprise.

Yu Qingqian sighed: "I heard that Liu Feng has an orderly copybook in his hand, but unfortunately I can't find it here, maybe it has been sold to someone else."

As he said that, he smiled self-consciously again: "But it doesn't matter, even if I do find it, I can't afford it."

In the live broadcast room, there was an uproar:
[It's been a long time, our Boss Yu can't afford the series. 】

[It's a pity that Boss Yu came to the battle in person today, and he couldn't come to the live broadcast room to popularize science. It always feels a little tasteless. 】

[Anyway, I can’t see what I want to buy, and I can’t afford what I want to buy. Teacher Yu, you’d better come back soon. 】

The dignified boss of Wanxuan Zhaiyu was spoiled by the fans in the live broadcast room within a few seconds.

Su Baidao became interested, there was actually a copybook that Yu Qingqian yearned for so much.

It seems that he said that he is interested in calligraphy and painting is true.

At the same time, Su Bai became more and more interested in the copybook that Boss Yu said.

It is reasonable to say that Yu Qing's money is fake and his net worth is measured in units of [-] million.

He can't even afford it, and the value of the copybook is probably over [-] million!
Could it be that someone dug Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface from Tang Taizong's tomb?
Su Bai lost his thoughts.

According to legend, Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface was buried with Li Shimin, Li Zhi and his son, wasn't it?

As for the truth or falsehood, only God knows.

Su Bai shook his head, and brought back his scattered thoughts.

She didn't ask any more questions, and was going to look elsewhere in the museum.

At this time, Yu Qingqian reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Su, please pay attention, I found that there are problems with many things in the museum!"

"Oh?"

Su Bai thought that Yu Qingqian had also discovered the real product hidden in the imitation product, but it was impossible to realize it in the next second.

If that was the case, Boss Yu would have made a move sooner rather than later.

As for dangling around eagerly, empty-handed?

In the next second, Yu Qingqian said: "There are quite a few antiques that have been appraised by so-called experts... that's not quite right.

Just like Yuxi just now, the manager surnamed Wang acted a little deliberately, the bottom was not exposed a few times, and the time was short, hurried, a bit guilty. "

"No wonder you didn't make a move."

Su Bai admired: "Ginger is really old and spicy."

She is really impressed.

If the price scanned by the system is not correct,

Su Bai might not be able to see it either.

"Then why didn't you remind Boss Chen? I seem to have seen you say hello just now, I know you."

"Acquaintance is acquaintance, but it is not a friend, but an enemy.

Chen and I have a bit of a holiday. "

remind him?Think beautifully!
Yu Qingqian curled her lips, not embarrassed to tell Su Bai that Boss Sun, who had just bid with Boss Chen and cost Boss Chen an extra 100 million yuan, was the one who encouraged him to come forward.

Thinking of this, Boss Yu nodded to Boss Sun, who waved his hand indifferently.

His little action didn't avoid Su Bai's intentions, and seeing that Boss Sun didn't buy the jade seal, but stood aside snickering, Su Bai understood what was going on, and stopped talking with a smile.

The collections in the museum contain lies in the truth, and the truth in the lies, which is interesting!
The buyers in the museum are sincere and have their own thoughts, which is also interesting.

Su Bai leisurely walked to the next collection, and asked the staff to take out all the imitations that could be used for careful inspection.

She found that those imitations that looked obviously fake had a high probability of being genuine!

It’s just that most of them are not as valuable as the [Songge Kiln Fish Ear Stove] and [Xiyutang Post],

There is no rush to get started.

walking, watching,

I can't stand too many things,
Su Bai's eyes gradually brightened.

So much wool can be plucked,

It made her a little unsure where to start.

Will buying too many "fake products" cause others to be alert?
There is still such a possibility!

It seems that those who are not of high value still have to give up temporarily.

It's wool.
You have to squeeze the cashmere tight first.

Yu Qingqian turned her head to look at Su Bai, wondering why she wanted to look at those things, but she didn't even glance at the real ones.

Is it true that today's audience likes to watch some inferior imitations, but is not interested in the real ones?

Seeing that Su Bai stopped at a strange place without doing his job again, he shook his head and didn't care about Su Bai anymore.

But don't know,
Su Bai was surprised and happy at the same time, and even his breathing was a little short.

On the wall in front of her, there is a wonderful oil painting about one meter long and half a meter high.

Why do you say it is weird.

Because this work is modeled after Leonardo Da Vinci's "The Last Supper", but all the religious figures are replaced by members of the Young Pioneers wearing masks, wearing red scarves and eating watermelon at the table.

Although Su Bai doesn't know much about oil painting, his appraisal of calligraphy and painting is only average, and he can barely see a lively level.

The issue is,
This "lively" is too crude.

This oil painting is not painted on, but sprayed on.

ink jet!

It's a bit too fake, it's just a decoration.

The point is not how fake the painting is,
It was a scan by Su Bai, which was supposed to be thrown on the display cabinet not far away, but it affected the painting,

With a "bass",
A number popped up:
【9800】

Just a little bit, breaking through [-] million.

What the hell is this? !
Su Bai was stunned.

"impossible."

"I'm not that blind, then..."

"...There is only one possibility."

Su Bai recalled the spirit of picking up leaks in Hongqiao Antique City at the beginning.

After scanning this kind of result, generally "there is only one truth", that is - there is something hidden inside!

A baby worth nearly [-] million.

Calligraphy and painting?

Draw, or paste?
Thoughts flashed through Su Bai's mind, and he stopped in front of the oil painting for a long time.

Not only did Yu Qingqian notice it before,

The fans in the live broadcast room also noticed something was wrong.

[Didn't the anchor miss it just now?Too many people are hard to explain, I can understand, don't make persistent efforts, why stand in front of a fake picture? 】

[Is there a possibility that this oil painting is a leak? 】

[Is the one in front blind? It looks like Da Vinci's "Last Supper", but the person above is wearing a red scarf. 】

[The one in front is really blind, has Zeng Fanzhi heard of it?This is the work "The Last Supper" by Zeng Fanzhi, a famous modern Chinese painter, worth over [-] million yuan. 】

[But having said that, this is obviously a fake, inkjet, don't ask me why I know, my old man has the same model, I can't mention it, and I cry when I mention it. 】

【…】

Su Bai looked at his fans with admiration.

Unexpectedly, good bamboo shoots grew in the evil bamboo.
There are more and more level fans.

Zeng Fanzhi or something.

She also only found out on Baidu temporarily.

"It can't be another real Zeng Fanzhi's work, hidden behind a fake one, right?"

Su Bai was a little skeptical, but also thought it was impossible.

The whereabouts of the "Last Supper" is clear, and it is unlikely to be hidden here.

"Take down that oil painting and let me have a look."

The thoughts in Su Bai's mind were spinning rapidly, and his tongue was even faster, so he immediately called the staff.

Nearly [-] million, this is absolutely unbearable.

She decided to settle down.

It was the same staff member, with his mouth curled up, with contempt for the poor, he didn't even bother to put on his gloves, and reached out to pick up the oil painting on the wall.

"let me help you."

Su Bai was afraid that something might go wrong in the process of taking off the oil painting, which would cause the copybook inside the frame to be exposed, so he hurried forward and enthusiastically helped the staff to hold the frame.

With the joint efforts of the two, an oil painting more than one meter long was finally taken down.

"The fakes still use such a heavy frame, I really don't know what to think."

The staff complained in a low voice.

Su Bai smiled, and became more and more sure that there was an interlayer in the frame.

"Oh? Zeng Fanzhi's painting?"

A voice came from behind.

Su Bai turned his head and saw that the speaker was a fat middle-aged man.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the painting leaning on the ground.

Su Bai's first reaction was to be vigilant,
Someone wants to steal business? !