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I don't know what medicine Huo Qingyang's gourd sells, but Feng Jingyi's heart mentions it. On the other side, his eyebrows frown slightly, and Lu Lin also wondered:

What does he mean?

Although he doesn't know much about antique paintings, he can still see people's faces. From beginning to end, boss Shen is righteous and has no guilty expression. Can't he see it? Shouldn't the top priority be to determine who is responsible first? Why do you hold such a slim hope? Don't you really want to lose money to eliminate the disaster?

This is not a small number!

He was wondering, but he saw Huo Qingyang waving to him: "Lulin -"

Suddenly, Lulin hurried forward: "nine masters!"

He won't really be asked to find any cultural relic appraisers in the middle of the night, will he? For a moment and a half, where did he find such a capable man?

"Go and ask if the nightclub knows anything about cultural relics identification? First find someone to see if you know what the picture is! "

Like a complete layman, Huo Qingyang pointed to one side of the painting and took a sip of smoke, but he seemed to habitually fiddle with the lighter. With a "pa" sound, Lulin's sensitive nerves were stimulated in an instant, which pulled him back from the confused forest. When his eyes met, he seemed to be aware of something. He nodded and replied:

"Yes!"

At this moment, Lulin's full spirit has been put on Huo Qingyang. He didn't let go of any small action, but he saw him playing with the lighter in one hand and smoking in the other, as if he wanted to repeat the action of lighting cigarettes. On the way, he took back the lighter and added:

"By the way, you can ask West. He should know someone! Hurry up, don't keep Lord Shen waiting! "

It was another "pa" sound. Lulin thought again. He saw the flashing red light on the cigarette end and understood what in an instant. This time, he bowed his head and said:

"I see. I'll go now!"

When he got up, he nodded his head in response to Huo Qingyang. Lulin turned and walked outside the door.

……

After a while, he led a young man in. The man was gentle, wearing white gloves and carrying a small box in his hand. He was polite and looked like a high-quality professional scholar:

"Nine masters!"

They said hello with one voice. Then they nodded to Shen Wanjin, which was also a greeting. Later, Lulin explained and introduced to the crowd:

"This is a Bachelor of Hejing Fu. Although he specializes in jewelry identification, he still has a certain involvement and research in cultural relics and ancient books. Mr. Jiu and Mr. Shen, it's too late now. We can't find a suitable candidate for a moment. Why don't we let Mr. He and Mr. Ouyang have a look first? I'm already contacting the cultural relic appraisers approved by the top ten auction houses -- "

Nodding, Huo Qingyang didn't comment: "Hmm ~"

Almost laughing, Shen Wanjin covered his lips with one hand and made an invitation with the other: "I have no problem!"

Laymen are laymen! When experts are out of sight, they look for jewelry appraisers to see antiques, not to mention whether they are effective or not. Isn't this a big lie in the world and want to laugh off people's big teeth?

Because he had just participated in the auction, Shen Wanjin brought his own cultural relic appraiser. As soon as he stretched out his hand, one of the two sitting on the side sofa stood up, and the light in the private room was turned on. Coincidentally, both personnel put on gloves and took out a magnifying glass.

Although it is out of place to identify ancient paintings on the tea table, after simply wiping them, no one can transfer them. About everyone has some numbers in mind:

Whether the painting is true or false, the posture in front of it must be half destroyed. Besides, paper is easier to break when it is stained with water. At this juncture, if there is any accident, it may become the target of public criticism. No one is willing to take this bad luck at this time.

They didn't pay attention to the people on the side of heaven star at all. Naturally, the first person invited to do the appraisal was the half hanging appraiser brought by Lulin. The painting almost didn't move its position, but expanded a little along the original direction. Because they were unwilling to take risks, no one has been to rescue the painting. At this time, they are afraid to pull the wet part, and the expansion place is very limited, The appraiser avoided the part of the red wine, looked around with a magnifying glass for several times in full view of the public, and then slowly said:

"The painting of Songyang Han cypress is a small scroll of Emperor Qianlong's imperial strokes. It is said that JinSu mountain Scripture collection paper is used as ink pen and giant cypress to direct the Xiaohan... It's no secret that Emperor Qianlong loves to seal. The Qing Dynasty is closer to our time, and there are the most cultural relics that can be studied, especially the antique calligraphy and paintings left by the prosperous era of Kang and Qian, It's true that this painting has the seal of Emperor Qianlong, but this inscription doesn't look like the authentic work of Emperor Qianlong. It's very different from what I've seen before. At that time, I specially studied it and consulted some documents. If I remember correctly, this painting is not recorded! This painting is an ancient painting. It is true in some years, but it is not the genuine work of Qianlong. There are many such paintings on the market. It can not be said that they are not antiques, but the price is different from the genuine work of the emperor! I have seen two as like as two peas before, one of which is the folk imitation, and there are still differences in handwriting.

As soon as the man straightened up, he was pushed aside by Shen Wanjin, who suddenly got up, and stretched out his hand to point to the inscription on the finger painting: "impossible! Do you understand ancient paintings? Ouyang, why don't you come and have a look? "

He reached out to hold the man pushed away, but Lulin and he all stepped back a lot. When he came forward, another man was so nervous that his palms were sweating that he stood still, put some of the painting out, and then enlarged, observed, compared and studied it a little. After looking around, he seemed to mutter to himself:

"In different ages and periods, the font will change a little, like the fashion in each era. Even the characters are different, from arrangement to pen movement... This word, obviously -"

It is clearly the authentic work of Emperor Qianlong!

Staring wide, the man bowed his body and kept moving the magnifying glass. Unexpectedly, a wisp of smoke suddenly rose. The next second, the fire ran away. With a scream, the people subconsciously held their heads and fled:

"Ah! Fire! Fire ~ "

In the chaos, the slow-moving people grabbed the pillows and clothes and rushed up. When the open fire went out, everyone was disheartened, and the painting directly turned into ashes.