Yan Bufan heard someone bidding for the snatch, and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that in the No. 1 private room, Hua Mingyu walked out lazily, lying on the railing, and looked at Yan Bufan defiantly, "Why? There are no ten million, poor ghost."

Yan Bufan saw that it was the person who robbed the raw material before, turned his head to look at the auctioneer, and shouted, "Eleven million."

"Fifteen million!"

a fluttering voice followed.

"You!" Yan Bufan glared angrily at Hua Mingyu and stretched out his finger to point at him.

"Well, can't I like this painting, is there a rule that no one else can raise the price?" Hua Mingyu looked at Yan Bufan with hanging eyes, and said with a smile, "Or do you mean that you can't get more money." "

Hahahahahaha!" Hua Mingyu suddenly laughed nervously.

In the simple and elegant room, Ji Qing looked at the picture on the notebook in front of him and asked: "Who is this person who raised the price with Yan Bufan?"

Big Tiger replied.

"Oh, why did he have a feud with

Yan Bufan?" Da Hu continued to explain, telling the story of Yan Bufan and Hua Mingyu clashing over a piece of material before, and then Hua Mingyu got the material but opened a broken stone.

After listening to Big Tiger's words, Ji Lian silently complained in his heart, worthy of being the son of destiny, and he would be targeted wherever he went.

.....

Yan Bufan clenched his fists, then turned around and returned to the private room.

At this moment, he scolded that Hua Shao loudly in his heart, and the stinky fool actually ran out to cut off his own wealth!

What he cared about was not Zhu Yun's "Imitation Dong Yuan Landscape" at all, but Tang Yin's "Chang'e Zhiguitu" hidden below.

Just now, when the female auctioneer opened the scroll, Yan Bufan saw at a glance that this was a picture-in-picture.

There is another painting under Zhu Yun's painting, which shows Chang'e holding osmanthus flowers, skirts fluttering, and gentle expressions.

The beauty is ethereal and beautiful, and her face is like a moonlight, bright and elegant.

The upper right leaves a poem with a flowing title: When the Guanghan Palace traveled in the old days, the crane and the heavenly fragrance rolled the laurel flag. Since Chang'e loves talent, osmanthus folds and the highest branch.

The seal of Tang Yin is followed below.

Yan Bufan immediately knew that the time had come for him to make a fortune, and sure enough, after a search, this painting of Tang Yin could be sold for at least 400 million.

Yan

Bufan paced in the house, do you want to wait for that person to buy the painting before snatching it over?" "Bufan

, do you like this painting by Zhu Yun?" He Yaowen put down his mobile phone and said instead: "Brother, if you like it so much, the funds you brought today are not enough, it is better for the old brother to help you out."

Yan Bufan's anxious body was startled, and then ran over to look at He Yaowen, his eyes full of gratitude, "Brother He thanks you, but don't worry, I won't take your money in vain!" Yan

Bufan immediately turned around and shouted: "Sixteen million!" Yan Bufan

, who walked out of the elegant room, was full of confidence, sure enough, after he was far away from Ji Chen, things developed a lot smoothly, and there must be noble people everywhere to help.

"Eighteen million!" The

people in suits and leather shoes in the audience turned their heads one after another, and saw two young men getting together, more interesting than buying their favorite collection.

Hua Mingyu glanced at Yan Bufan defiantly.

"Twenty million!" "Twenty-two

million!" "Twenty-five million!" Hua Mingyu frowned, and then continued to shout: "Twenty-eight million

!" "Thirty million!"

The

situation was exactly the opposite of just now, and as soon as Hua

Mingyu's words fell, a voice sounded.

Hua

Mingyu was silent for a long time, more than 30 million to buy this broken painting is not worth it at all, he is a rich second generation is not fake, but he is not a big fool.

Then he smiled himself, originally he just saw that he was unhappy, wanted to raise the price, now let him take from eight million things, you need to pay thirty million, he earned ah!

"Thirty million once

!" "Thirty million twice!"

"Thirty million three times, the deal !!"

The female auctioneer slammed the small hammer on the table and applauded.

Yan Bufan took the wooden box excitedly, called He Yaowen and Zhang Hailiang and walked out.

......

When he arrived at He Yaowen's mansion, He Yaowen leaned on the sofa with a smile, stretching his legs, "Brother, tell the old brother, what is the doorway of your painting?" Yan

Bufan's face flushed with excitement, and he laughed loudly, "Brother, we made a lot of money this time!"

and then reached out and took out the scroll from the wooden box and spread it on the table.

Zhang Hailiang came over, looked left and right, and did not feel that this painting could be worth 30 million.

Yan Bufan touched the edge of the scroll and said slowly: "Actually, this is a picture-in-picture.

"Oh?" He Yaowenteng stood up and asked, "Picture-in-picture?"

Like in times of war, in order to protect precious ancient paintings, many people have used the method of picture-in-picture to deceive the enemy with ordinary scrolls to achieve the purpose of concealment.

"I'll come, I'm okay with separating the scrolls. He Yaowen went back to the house and took out the tools and put on white gloves.

Remove the scrolls on both sides, dip the thin knife in liquid, and gently scratch the corner of the scroll....

"Wow, I didn't expect that Brother He would still have such a hand!" Yan Bufan clapped his hands excitedly, knowing that He Yaowen would, his heart was extremely excited.

Originally, he also wanted to find someone who could separate the scrolls, but the fewer people who knew about things, the better, Yan Bufan secretly thought in his heart that sure enough, the heavens were helping him, and what to think about!

He Yaowen wiped the sweat on his face, and after more than an hour of fine operation, he finally successfully separated the two paintings.

Gently picked up the painting of Zhu Zhu on top, put it aside, and saw the painting below, He Yaowen was surprised loudly, "Tang Yin's "Chang'e Holding Guitu"?" Yan Bufan walked over with a smile, looked at the painting on the table, nodded and replied, "Not bad, Brother He, it is Tang Yin's "Chang'e Zhiguitu", take it out and auction it worth at least 400 million!"

He Yaowen

suddenly bent down at this time, sniffed his nose, and took out a magnifying glass to look at the painting carefully.

Yan Bufan also thought that it was Brother He who was happy when he saw the hunter, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, this is what you helped your brother take down, and you can see whenever you want."

He Yaowen straightened up solemnly, stared at Yan Bufan, and slowly spoke out of his mouth, "Brother, this painting is a fake."

The smile on Yan Bufan's face froze, and he waved his hand: "Brother, don't scare me, how can this be

a fake?" He Yaowen pointed to the painting on the table, and quickly explained: "Look closely at this painting, there is no disclosure, but the direction of the painting, the line outline is a little stiff, Tang Yin's painting is elegant,"

and said: "Paintings, words are good for fraud, copying, copying and copying can be fake."

But it is easy to paint, difficult to do old, Tang Yin is a Tang dynasty, the paper he used at that time is completely different from the one he uses now, and after the oxidation of time, the ancient meaning is difficult to imitate.

He Yaowen continued to explain, "I just came to this picture and smelled it, and there was a subtle smell of smoke and vinegar, which is the usual old method used by counterfeiters. Yan

Bufan felt close to the table, his nose sniffed carefully, and he was shocked, and he was really able to ask some faint sour taste on the painting.

"I'll go to Wen Yuan Pavilion to settle the account and let them refund the money!" Yan Bufan got up excitedly.

He Yaowen stopped Yan Bufan and said in a low voice: "What you walk out of the auction hall is not responsible, and what you bought is Zhu Yuan's "Imitation Dongyuan Landscape" not Tang Yin's "Chang'e Holding Gui Tu"," He Yaowen

patted Yan Bufan's shoulder and comforted him slowly: "It's okay brother, let's take it as a teaching fee, who hasn't hit the eye on antiques, don't pay attention to it." Zhang

Hailiang was stunned after listening to the words

of the two, how can this still lose tens of millions?!! Yan Bufan pulled his hair in pain, how could he still be deceived by

a fake!" "Brother He, it's okay if this is a fake, I have my own eyes, I suffered a loss for a long memory, but there are nineteen million of you in it!" He

Yaowen waved his hand and said indifferently: "This sentence is out of the box, the old brother sees that you suffer a loss, and you can still get the money back."

Yan Bufan's heart was moved, Brother He treated him so well, he couldn't let him pay this more than ten million in vain.

"Brother He, you have a wide network, you must have a way to make money quickly, you tell the elder brother, the senior brother still has some skills!" Yan Bufan looked at He Yaowen with a serious expression and said firmly.

He Yaowen's face was full of entanglement, turned around and sat back on the sofa, thought for a long time, and hesitantly opened his mouth under Yan Bufan's urging.

"There's really one. "

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