But when Xia Liang spoke, she had no reason to doubt and became happy.
"No, it's impossible."
On the other hand, Luo Bupan still had a look of disbelief.
"I just said that Tang Yin has never painted "The Mountain in the Rain". I lied to you. There may be a valuable painting below, but it is definitely not a picture of a mountain. How could it be possible without something? Will exist?"
"It's true or false, you can't count it. There is an old man who plays painting in this antique street. His eyes are very bright. There is no painting that can hide his eyes."
Smiling, Xia Liang picked up the painting and walked out of Luobupan's shop directly with Fang Youxue.
Looking at the back of the two of them, Luo Bupan's heartbeat also accelerated suddenly.
He knew how valuable the painting would be if it were really a painting by Tang Yin.
I'm afraid the things in his shop can't match this painting!
"No, I have to go up and take a look. This kid is definitely bluffing me. What is false to protect the truth, what is the picture of the mountain, must be false!"
While talking, Luo Bupan quietly followed the two of them.
Xia Liang and the two are also walking towards the antique street.
"Mr. Xia, have you been here? How do you know that there is an old painter inside?"
As Xia Liang gradually deepened, Fang Youxue also asked.
"Is it possible that you can only know if you come?"
Seeing Xia Liang's confident smile, Fang Youxue was stunned for a moment. Then she remembered that Xia Liang was a fortune-telling master. Even if she had never been here, she probably had nothing to hide from him.
In fact, when Xia Liang was watching Luobupan's fate, he knew that there was a master of painting in this antique street.
After a few minutes.
Xia Liang took Fang Youxue into an inconspicuous little shop in Antique Street.
"There are new faces, two of you, let me tell you the truth first, all the paintings in my shop are high imitations of fake paintings. I will never sell genuine paintings. If you only want to buy genuine paintings, you can turn around. "
An old voice rang from the shop.
An old man lay on a recliner and closed his eyes to rest, but he didn't even open his eyes.
"Master, we are not here to buy or sell paintings."
Smiled, Xia Liang said.
"Then you are here."
The old man opened his eyes and looked at the two in confusion.
"We have a picture, and I want you to help you look at it, old man."
"Oh?"
The old man was puzzled, but he slowly got up from the recliner.
There are indeed more people who come to his shop to look at paintings than those who buy paintings.
However, these two people are so young and new faces, how do you know that he has a unique look at paintings?
"What painting, take it out and have a look."
"Cher, put the painting on the table over there and open it."
After speaking to Fang Youxue, Xia Liang looked at the old man.
"My name is Xia Liang, I don't know what the old man calls him."
"When I come here, I don't even know what my name is."
The old man also shook his head.
"Call me Lao Mu." While talking, Lao Mu walked towards the scroll that had just been opened.
As soon as he put his glasses on, before he came closer, Mr. Mu took them off again and looked at Xia Liang.
"You two, didn't you come to find the difference? Such an obvious splicing of fake paintings, unexpectedly came to me, the boss on the antique street, which one will not look at it."
Old Mu's tone became a little angry.
In his opinion, these two hairy boys came to find themselves with such obvious fake paintings. Isn't this just for trouble?
"Send off guests."
Shaking his head, Mr. Mu was about to return to the recliner.
Upon seeing this, Fang Youxue hurriedly winked at Xia Liang, but Xia Liang didn't seem anxious.
Slowly looked at Mr. Mu and said.
"Master Mu, you haven't seen this painting yet. What I showed you is not the fake painting on the surface, but the real painting below! My hand is unstable, and I can easily ruin the painting when I do it. Please also Mu The old man shave off one layer of the painting and have a look."
"It's useless."
But Elder Mu still waved his hand.
"There is only a part of the true picture of the spliced painting. If you shave off the fake picture, it will all be rotten. What's more, the part of the real picture exposed by this picture is what is called "The Picture of Living in a Mountain in the Rain". This picture does not exist at all, so you The real part of this painting is nothing more than a painting by an unknown painter in the Tang Dynasty."
"Ugh."
Hearing what Elder Mu said, Xia Liang also sighed suddenly, and then said.
"I heard that the old man loves to paint like a beloved son, and will not let go of any famous paintings. No one in the antique world does not know the name of the old man. As a result, it turned out to be just an ordinary old man who did not move, so he directly vetoed others. , Maybe, I don't have much ability."
Before Xia Liang's words were finished, Mr. Mu stood up directly, picked up the razor again, and walked to the painting.
Then began to slowly remove the false painting on top.
"If you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, then I will let you see, there is actually nothing under this fake painting!"
"Then please let the old man do it."
Standing on the other side of the table, Xia Liang also smiled.
From the trajectory of the old man's fate, he saw that this old man Mu couldn't stand the extreme tactics the most.
With just one sentence or two, the old man still started.
As the fake paintings are gradually eliminated, more and more parts of the real paintings are revealed.
The old man's expression also became serious. He did not expect that there were so many complete real paintings under this fake painting.
Fang Youxue, who was standing on the side, was also extremely nervous, and she did not dare to breathe.
Only Xia Liang appeared to be extra leisurely, wandering back and forth in the old man's shop a few times.
Because it takes a lot of time to remove fake pictures.
So the two of them waited for an hour.
after an hour.
With the last corner of the fake painting removed, the complete picture below is revealed.
Putting the fake painting aside, looking at the real painting below, Mr. Mu was shaking uncontrollably.
He even took out a magnifying glass and inspected every corner of the painting.
And the more parts he examines, the more frequent his body trembles, and his forehead keeps dripping with sweat.
Because I was afraid of sweat dripping on the painting.
When Mr. Mu looked at the painting, he was still wiping his sweat continuously.
To the back.
Elder Mu couldn't even stand firmly, and he needed Xia Liang's support to continue to appraise the painting.
When it has been confirmed time and time again, it is absolutely impossible that the two characters Tang Yin painted on the corner are fake.
Only then did Mr. Mu tremblingly put down the magnifying glass in his hand, and was supported by Xia Liang back on the reclining chair, his lips dry.
After resting for a long time, after drinking several sips of water.
Elder Mu looked at Fang Youxue with a look of expectation, and slowly spoke.
"This painting is the real work of Tang Yin! I didn't expect that there was a "Picture of Living in a Mountain in the Rain"! Folk rumors are not fake! There is really this painting, and it is a great honor for me to be able to witness the birth of this painting! "
The more he said, the more excited Mr. Mu became.
It was Xia Liang who kept following his anger to let Old Man Mu ease.
After confirming the authenticity of this painting, Fang Youxue's excitement on one side was no worse than that of Mr. Mu.
She asked hurriedly.
"Then what is the value of this painting, sir, do you think it is!"
Elder Mu drank a big sip of water again, walked to the "Picture of Living in a Mountain in the Rain" and watched it for a while before answering Fang Youxue.
"This painting and Tang Yin's "Bamboo in the Rain" should have been painted in the same period, and the auction price of "Bamboo in the Rain" was more than 20 million US dollars. Bad, at least, at 100 yuan!"
"100 yuan!"
Even Fang Youxue swallowed her saliva when she heard this number, her eyes moved a little.
After Elder Mu calmed down, he continued to speak.
"Master, I want to collect this painting. I don't know if you two are willing to sell it! I will definitely give you a satisfactory price!"
After hearing what Old Man Mu said, Xia Liang glanced at Fang Youxue, and Fang Youxue said hurriedly.
"This painting actually has nothing to do with me. I am very grateful for your help today. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I don't know that all the things in my house are fake, let alone get this. It's a painting, so it's up to you to decide whether you want to take this painting with you or sell it!"
"Then I will decide."
While talking, Xia Liang slowly put the painting away while smiling, and handed it to Fang Youxue with a surprised look.
"This painting was originally paid to you by Luo Bupan. It was originally yours. I am not interested in this painting. Just keep it. It's better to hang it in your home."
After that, Xia Liang and Fang Youxue walked towards the door.
At the door, Xia Liang looked back at Mr. Mu.
"Master, I trouble you today. That fake painting is worth a few cents, so let's treat it as our thank you fee!"
As soon as the words fell, Xia Liang and Fang Youxue gradually disappeared on the antique street.
"Tomorrow I'm going to an antiques identification meeting, do you want to come?"
Summer thought for a while and nodded.
"Of course, the beauty has an appointment, how can I refuse it!"
Seeing that the two figures of Xia Liang disappeared, a sneaky figure also got into Mr. Mu's shop.
This person is Luobupan who followed Xia Liang.
He waited outside the store for a long time, and as soon as Xia Liang left, he immediately walked in.
Looking at the fake painting left on the table, Luo Bupan also swallowed his saliva, his lips turned pale, and he asked hurriedly.
"Father Mu, what is under this fake painting just now! How much is it worth!"
"The fake painting is a real one. The rumored "Picture of Living in a Mountain in the Rain", made by Tang Yin, is worth at least one hundred yuan!"
puff!
Heard this answer.
Luo Bupan suddenly felt qi and blood surge, his anger attacked his heart, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out.
The whole person also fell directly to the ground and passed out into a coma.
The next day, in the square, a platform has been erected. On the platform, three elderly people are sitting on it.
On the table in front of them, there was a steady stream of people coming up with antiques to identify them.
However, most of the things these people took were fakes with no value at all.
Xia Liang even saw inside, among the people in line below, there was a pair of Mona Lisa.
Doesn't this pull the calf?
Around the three of them, there is also a girl in a white dress with a selfie stick, Miao Ling, who is broadcasting live, and her face is not much worse than Fang Youxue's.
After seeing this person, Fang Youxue also looked a little happy and waved to the stage.
"Mu Mu!"
"Xue'er? You are here!"
After seeing Fang Youxue, Chu Lingmu also hurriedly ran to the two of them from the stage.
"Is this the expert you are talking about? Any antique can't escape his eyes?"
Seeing Xia Liang standing next to Fang Youxue, a trace of suspicion flashed in Chu Lingmu's eyes.
"That is, there is nothing, he can't tell the truth from the false."
Fang Youxue also confidently said that after yesterday's incident, he had no doubt about Xia Liang.
However, Xia Liang still had doubts in Chu Lingmu's eyes, as if he was about to refute, so he spoke in time.
"Xue'er, let me introduce you first, this one?"
"By the way, I have forgotten about this. This is the current live broadcast of Xiami, Chu Lingmu. There are millions of fans, and Mumu's live broadcasts are all related to antiques, sometimes even It's really not easy for Hui Jianbao to have so many fans."
"And this one is Xia Liang, my friend, who is also very interested in antiques, and his vision is not necessarily worse than Mumu's."
"Yes?"
There was a hint of suspicion in Chu Lingmu's eyes. Her family had been collecting antiques for several generations.
Since her birth, she has spent most of her time with antiques. Although she is still no better than some first-level appraisers, her vision has far surpassed ordinary people.
At the same time, the other side.
Seeing that Chu Lingmu hadn't interacted with them for a long time, the people in the live broadcast room became irritated.
"Where is Mu Muren! Why don't you want us? Okay, let us see the on-site appraisal treasure today?"
"Hurry up, just now I saw someone took a Mona Lisa, I want to see Mu Mu appraise this."
"Are you stupid upstairs? I still need to identify me. I can say that this thing is definitely not true!"
And Chu Lingmu turned around and looked at the live broadcast room, gave a grin, and said.
"Sorry, I just met a few friends."
Pointing the camera at Xia Liang, Chu Lingmu continued.
"This beautiful lady is your sister Xueer, this handsome guy, who is also said to be an expert in appraisal, and I will let him show you both."
"Yaoshou! Sure enough, all the beautiful friends are beautiful handsome guys, which makes us live like this!"
After seeing Xia Liang clearly, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly increased.
"But this handsome guy is so young, his appraisal ability shouldn't be too high~www.mtlnovel.com~ Yes, among my peers, I have never seen anyone with a better vision than Mumu!"
Not many viewers in the live broadcast room believed in Xia Liang's identification technology.
at the same time.
Suddenly a cry of exclamation rang from the stage.
Xia Liang attracted the attention of several people.
The speaker was one of the three connoisseurs on the stage.
"Xiao Mu, come up and take a look, this thing seems a bit unusual!"
"coming!"
Hearing someone calling for herself, Chu Lingmu also smiled and picked up the selfie stick and returned to the appraisal stage.
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