Super Monk

After Zhao Fugui's coral was auctioned off, more than ten treasures were successfully sold. The lowest price of these treasures was a picture of Chunmei by a famous modern painter, but the price was more than five million. The highest price was a Ming Dynasty Ru kiln porcelain, which also sold for more than 30 million yuan.

"This is the end of today's auction. Please hand over the exhibits to the customers who have taken them!" The host soon announced the end of the auction, the lighting of the stadium returned to normal, some guests began to leave, and other guests who took the exhibits were ready to hand over.

"Wait, everyone!" At this time, Zheng zeru suddenly stepped onto the auction table, picked up the microphone, pointed to Zhao Fugui and Wang Yuanming, and said, "the friend Mr. Wang brought me today said that my picture of Fushan spring residence is fake. We have a bet. I think you have heard about it. Now please be a witness."

Zheng zeru's bodyguard stopped Wang Yuanming and Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui was going to get the money for the coral auction first, but now Zheng zeru reaches over to ask for a fight. Of course, Zhao Fugui doesn't mind meeting his request first.

"Mr. Zheng is so generous to take a fake of 180 million!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"Fake? Do you know what a fake is? I can never make mistakes in the items identified by mamudu! How dare you call this painting a fake! It's a joke Ma Mo said with a sneer.

"Even the expert identification team of the Palace Museum has lost sight of it. How dare you say that you can never make a mistake in the identification of the objects you identify?" Zhao Fugui said with disdain.

In the 1990s, a village in Jiangbei province made a fake and sold it to Shangjing Liulichang. It was discovered by experts in the Imperial Palace Museum and was a treasure. After that, the expert group went out to identify all the antiques and applied to the house of interior for a special fund to buy them.

I didn't expect that a month later, the second batch of similar antiques appeared again. After the expert group bought them, the third group of antiques appeared again. It was only at this time that the Palace Museum found that something was wrong.

It's not that they found the problem of antiques, but that the frequency of antiques is too high and too fast, this kind of treasure can't appear so much and so fast, so a series of counterfeiting cases that shocked the whole country came to the surface. Later, it became a joke. The best experts in the field of antiques didn't dare to say that they never lost sight. Ma Mo dared to say that. It was a joke.

"Cut the crap. Mr. Ma is a treasure expert in Shangjing. What's your qualification as a local treasure expert? Is Mr. Ma not as accurate as you? " Zheng zeru sneered, "since you say this painting is fake, then point out where my painting is fake? If you can't say it, just slap me in the face! After Wang Yuanming saw me, don't be arrogant! "

"Ah, this painting has not only been appraised by Mr. Ma modu, but also seen by several other treasure appraisers. They don't see any flaws. This time, Wang Yuanming and this big black guy are going to lose!" One of the onlookers whispered.

"Today's young people are too self righteous. This black man thinks that his eyesight is higher than that of several treasure experts. It's really funny!"

"I don't know who this big black man is. Mr. Wang has allowed him to make a fool of himself. It's going to lose his face tonight!" There was a lot of discussion among the onlookers, but no one was optimistic about Zhao Fugui. Zheng zeru's face became more and more proud.

"Since you have found your own disgrace, I will make you convinced!" When Zhao Fugui heard the comments, he gave Zheng Xiaofei a cold smile and said, "give me the painting!"

Zheng Xiaofei immediately hesitated. This is a painting of 180 million yuan. He was afraid that Zhao Fugui, a local bumpkin, might damage the painting because he didn't know the weight.

"Give it to him!" Zheng zeru light said, "in front of Mr. Wang's face, if this boy broke the painting, I believe Mr. Wang will naturally compensate!"

"Well, boy, I'll see what you can do!" Zheng Xiaofei sneered and handed the painting to Zhao Fugui.

When Zhao Fugui took over the painting, he shook his hand carelessly, and the scroll "Hua La" was unfolded. The crowd of onlookers suddenly heard a voice of exclamation.

"Be careful not to damage my painting!" Zheng Xiaofei's face changed and he couldn't help yelling.

"It's just a fake. What are you worried about?" Zhao Fugui disdained to smile, took out a key, pointed to fujichun jutu and said, "you see clearly, the flaw of this painting is here!"

"Ha ha, dress, continue to dress, what flaws can there be on the scroll of painting?" Zheng Xiaofei said coldly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng. This painting is absolutely flawless. It must be a treasure. This boy is mystifying and will slap himself later!" Ma Mo said confidently.

Zhao Fugui doesn't know how to identify at all. It's not necessary for him to identify individual things, but it's absolutely no problem to identify this painting. Zhao Fugui opened his eyes. He had already seen clearly the reality of the painting.

"Ha ha, you can see clearly!" Zhao Fugui light smile, fierce with the key in the scroll of the scroll force a scratch, suddenly a bit of sawdust fell down.

"What are you doing?" Zheng zeru suddenly changed color, and the crowd around him also sounded the voice of exclamation. This is a famous painting of 180 million. How dare this boy do this on this painting."What are you doing? Of course, I'll show you some flaws! " Zhao Fugui said with a sneer. He kept scraping with the key.

"There are words coming out!" At this time, the crowd suddenly sounded the voice of exclamation.

"It's really written by Zhang Daqian in the spring of the ninth year of Peking!"

"This painting is actually imitated by Zhang Daqian. No wonder several treasure appraisers can't see the flaw. Mr. Ma really lost his eye this time!"

"Zhang Daqian, a famous painter of his generation, imitates ouzhizi's painting without any flaw. If you don't do it today, I'm afraid it will be handed down as an authentic painting!" The onlookers looked at Zhao Fugui in surprise. They could not imagine that this young "child" had such insight.

"No way, how can it be, how can this painting be a fake!" Ma modu's face changed greatly. He stared at the words on the scroll. His expression was like seeing a ghost. He could not see such an expensive painting.

Zheng zeru and his son Zheng Xiaofei's face is even more ugly, the expression is like being forced to pour dung.

"If you know in advance that the painting is fake, looking back, the painting is a little stiff and lacks the aura of master ouzhizi. Although it is also a famous painting, it is still inferior!" A white haired old man crowded over and said.

"Yes, although Zhang Daqian is also a famous master of his generation, his pattern is much smaller than that of master ouzhizi, the founder of the school. Looking back now, there are many flaws!" Another old man also said.

Ma Mo Du's face is very ugly. He didn't expect that he would be blinded by the wild geese all day long. In the antique industry, he doesn't look at the real thing. Even if there is an antique that is nine real and one fake, it will definitely be regarded as a fake. Since there is something wrong with the scroll, even if there is no flaw in the scroll itself, it will be regarded as a fake.

"Mr. Zheng, if you are willing to accept defeat, is it time for you to fulfill your promise?" Zhao Fugui looked at Zheng zeru and his son and said faintly.