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Chapter 238 [238] Young man, your painting is too perfunctory (3 more please recommend tickets!)

When returning to the parking place, Tang Feng did not immediately cut into the system's inventory, but looked around intentionally or unintentionally.

After making sure that there is no one around, and several surveillance cameras can't capture the inside of the car, I pretend to open the car door and rummage inside.
At the same time, switch to the system inventory and choose to [Withdraw] the authentic work of Picasso's "The Sleeping Woman".

And just as he mentioned it, there was an extra framed painting on the side of the passenger seat in the original car.

The frame is not very big, and at first glance it looks very ordinary, and it cannot be seen that it is the authentic work of Picasso's "Sleeping Woman".

However, Tang Feng had 100% trust in the system, and after taking it out of the car, he carried it directly to the Nanhai Cultural Square.

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At that time, Liu Siqi was probably quite curious. Seeing him approaching with a picture frame, she immediately opened her eyes wide and looked over curiously.

"Senior, what work did you bring?"

"How strange is this art form?"

"Although I can't understand it, it feels like it's very powerful."

Huang Ling'er carefully observed the painting that Tang Feng brought, and then said with some uncertainty, "I read some idle books while studying."

"Among them, there are some introducing world classic paintings."

"If I remember correctly, this should be an abstract work represented by Picasso?"

Tang Feng stood behind the old man who had told him some useful information, and smiled as he lined up, "I have good eyesight."

"Compared to me, the school girl who doesn't understand anything and only knows how to understand is much more powerful."

"This one is Picasso's work, "The Sleeping Woman."

"You can just report my ID number!" Liu Siqi heard Tang Feng complaining about herself at this time, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her expression was a little bit angrily, "Aren't you talking about me!"

"Senior, why are you so annoying!"

"Hmph! I'm so mad!"

Huang Ling'er was slightly surprised, and waited until Liu Siqi finished complaining before taking another look at the painting in Tang Feng's hand, "Picasso's work?"

"Then, it should be very expensive, right?"

"I remember that this kind of thing is very popular in the eyes of Western artists and collectors!"

Tang Feng was about to take over the conversation, but he didn't expect that the old man in front who reminded him just laughed, "Young man, you are not such a way to join in the fun, are you?"

"Looking at your conversation and the collection you brought here, you can tell that you are a novice."

Tang Feng was not annoyed either, and after he stopped talking, he looked at the old man with a half-smile, "Why did you say that?"

The old man was not in a hurry to speak, but pointed to the painting in Tang Feng's hand, smiled and shook his head, "That's it, the authentic work of Picasso?"

"It's not like it?" Tang Feng also asked with a smile.

The old man shook his head again, "Not only does it not look like it, it simply can't see any trace of the original work at all!"

"I don't want to say anything else, just say a few words, sir, and you will know how ridiculous your words are in the eyes of people who are a little bit more knowledgeable."

When Liu Siqi heard the old man say that about Tang Feng, she obviously didn't like it, she pouted and was about to take a step forward to help Tang Feng speak.

Tang Feng was a little curious, the old man would say something, he immediately took her hand, held her down, and signaled her not to act rashly.

When Liu Siqi was held by Tang Feng, she was still a little emotional, but in a blink of an eye, when she realized that Tang Feng hadn't let go of her hand, she blushed again, and turned her attention to the matter of "holding hands" with Tang Feng went up.

The old man did not notice the subtle changes between the two of them. Hearing that Tang Feng was waiting for his next article, Dang even pointed to the painting that Tang Feng had stuck in the creaking hole and said,

"First, the external environment of the truly valuable calligraphy and painting mounting pieces should not be too tight or too loose, let alone squeezed. Once squeezed, there will be indentations on the two sides of the head of the world and the seam of the edge material, which will affect the The beauty of calligraphy and painting may also lead to deformation or peeling off of the mounted piece; but you, boy, actually came here with the painting between the creaking nests. This shows that you don’t understand or care about this painting at all. This painting is really valuable The possibility of that is very slim.”

"Second, the authentic Picasso, this thing is not valuable, but priceless. If you really have an authentic Picasso, don't use it to participate in this kind of audition today, but Sotheby’s expert appraisers went directly to visit.”

"Third, although your painting seems to be so interesting, the core of the painting looks too new and well preserved. At first glance, it looks like a modern handicraft that has just been produced. After all, the real Picasso is at least up to now. More than 80 years have passed, and it is difficult to preserve such a perfect..."

Tang Feng immediately smiled when he heard his well-founded analysis, "I can tell that you are indeed a half-expert, sir, and you know quite a lot."

"It's not bad. After seeing a lot, I'll naturally know something." Hearing Tang Feng's evaluation, the old man probably felt a little complacent.

Seeing himself in line, he greeted Tang Feng and sent his things up.

And almost when the old man sent the things up, Wang Wenyuan just finished appraising a batch of treasures, and looked up at Tang Feng, who was already at the front of the line.

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(End of this chapter)