Chapter 410

But when Xia Liang spoke, she no longer had any reason to doubt and became happy.

"No, it's impossible."

On the other side, Luo Bupan still looked unbelieving.

"I just said that Tang Yin never painted "Mountain Residence in the Rain" at all. I lied to you. There may be a valuable painting below, but it definitely cannot be "Mountain Residence". How can it be possible if there is nothing? will exist?"

"Whether it is true or not, you have no say. There is an old man who plays with paintings on this antique street. His eyes are very bright. No painting can be hidden from his eyes."

After smiling, Xia Liang picked up the painting and walked out of Luo Bupan's shop with Fang Youxue.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Luo Bupan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He knew how valuable that painting would be if it were really Tang Yin's painting.

I'm afraid nothing in his shop can compare to this painting!

"No, I have to go up and take a look. This guy must be bluffing me. He's trying to protect the truth with lies, and the picture of living in the mountains must be fake!"

As he spoke, Luo Bupan quietly followed the two of them.

The two of them, Xia Liang, were also walking towards the antique street.

"Mr. Xia, have you been here before? How do you know there is an old man playing painting inside?"

As Xia Liang gradually deepened, Fang Youxue also asked.

"Is it possible that we can only know if we come here?"

Looking at Xia Liang's confident smile, Fang Youxue was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that Xia Liang was a master fortune teller. Even if he had never been there, there was probably nothing that could be hidden from him.

In fact, when Xia Liang looked at Luo Bupan's fate, he knew that there was an expert in painting in this antique street.

After a few minutes.

Xia Liang took Fang Youxue into an inconspicuous shop in the antique street.

"There are new faces here. You two, let me tell you the truth first. All the paintings in my store are high imitations. I collect genuine paintings and will never sell them. If you only want to buy genuine paintings, then you can turn around. "

An old voice sounded from the store.

An old man was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed and resting without even opening his eyes.

"Old man, we are not here to buy or sell paintings."

Xia Liang smiled and said.

"Then you are here."

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the two of them doubtfully.

"We have a painting, and I want you to help me take a look at it."

"oh?"

The old man was confused, but slowly stood up from the recliner.

Indeed, more people come to his shop to look at his paintings than to buy them.

But these two people are so young and new faces, how do you know that he is good at painting?

"What kind of painting? Take it out and look at it."

"Xue'er, 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 me."

"When I came here, I didn't even know my name."

The old man also shook his head.

"Call me Mr. Mu." As he said this, Mr. Mu walked towards the scroll he had just opened.

He had just put on his glasses, but before he could take a closer look, Mr. Mu took them off again and looked at Xia Liang and the other two.

"Aren't you two just looking for trouble? You're actually looking for me with such an obvious fake piece of spliced ​​painting. No boss on this antique street wouldn't see it."

Mr. Mu's tone became a little angry.

In his opinion, these two young boys came to him with such obvious fake paintings. They were not looking for trouble.

"Send guests off."

After shaking his head, Mr. Mu prepared to return to the recliner.

Seeing this, Fang Youxue hurriedly winked at Xia Liang, but Xia Liang didn't seem to be in a hurry.

He slowly looked at Mr. Mu and said.

"Mr. Mu, you haven't seen this painting yet. What I want you to see is not the fake painting on the surface, but the real painting underneath! My hands are not steady, and it is easy to destroy the painting if I move. Please Mu. The old man will shave off a layer of the painting first and take a look."

"it's useless."

But Mr. Mu still waved his hand.

"There is only a part of the real painting in the splicing painting. If you shave off the fake painting, it will all be ruined. What's more, the part of the real painting exposed in this painting is the so-called "Mountain Dwelling in the Rain". This painting does not exist at all, so you The real painting part of this painting is just a painting by an unknown painter in the Tang Dynasty.”

"well."

After hearing what Mr. Mu said, Xia Liang suddenly sighed and then said.

"I heard that the old man loves painting as much as his son, and will not let go of any famous painting. Everyone in the antique world knows the name of the old man. It turns out that he is just an ordinary old man, and he directly vetoes others without even making a move. , maybe, in fact, there is no ability.”

Before Xia Liang finished speaking, Mr. Mu stood up, picked up the razor again, and walked to the painting.

Then he began to slowly remove the layer of fake paintings on top.

"If you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, then I'll show you that there's nothing underneath this fake painting!"

"Then let the old man take action."

Standing on the other side of the table, Xia Liang also smiled.

From the fate of the old man, he could tell that Mr. Mu couldn't stand the provocation.

After saying a few words, the old man took action anyway.

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 the fake paintings.

Fang Youxue, who was standing aside, was also extremely nervous and dared not breathe.

Only Xia Liang seemed particularly leisurely, walking back and forth in the old man's shop for several rounds.

Because it takes a long time to remove the fake paintings.

So the two waited for an hour.

An hour later.

As the last corner of the fake painting was removed, the complete painting below was revealed.

Putting the fake painting aside and looking at the real painting below, Mr. Mu couldn't help shaking.

He even took out a magnifying glass and checked every corner of the painting.

And the more parts he checked, the more frequent his body trembled, and some sweat dripped from his forehead.

Because he was afraid that the sweat would drip on the painting.

While looking at the painting, Mr. Mu kept wiping the sweat.

At the back.

Mr. Mu couldn't even stand steadily, and needed Xia Liang's support to continue to appraise the painting.

After confirming again and again that the two characters Tang Yin on the corner of the painting could not be fake,

Mr. Mu tremblingly put down the magnifying glass in his hand, and was supported by Xia Liang to return to the recliner, his lips dry.

After resting for a long time and drinking several sips of water,

Mr. Mu looked at Fang Youxue who was expectant, and slowly spoke.

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"This painting is an authentic work of Tang Yin! I didn't expect that there is such a thing as "Dwelling in the Rain"! The folk rumors are not false! This painting really exists. I am honored to witness its birth!"

The more he talked, the more excited Mr. Mu became.

It was Xia Liang who kept following his breath that Mr. Mu calmed down.

After confirming the authenticity of the painting, Fang Youxue on the side was no less excited than Mr. Mu.

She asked hurriedly.

"Then, what do you think the value of this painting is, old man?"

Mr. Mu took another sip of water, walked to the side of "Dwelling in the Rain" and looked at 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 original auction price of "Bamboo in the Rain" was more than 20 million US dollars, so the price of this "Dwelling in the Rain" will not be worse than that one, at least, 100 yuan!"

"100 yuan!"

Even Fang Youxue swallowed her saliva when she heard this number, and her eyes were a little moved.

After Mr. Mu calmed down, he continued.

"I want to collect this painting, old man, I don't know if you are willing to sell it! I will definitely give you a satisfactory price!"

After hearing what Mr. Mu said, Xia Liang glanced at Fang Youxue, and Fang Youxue also 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 wouldn't know that the things in my house were all fake, let alone getting this painting. So it's up to you whether you want to take it away or sell it!"

"Then I'll decide."

As he spoke, Xia Liang smiled and slowly put the painting away, handing it to Fang Youxue, who looked surprised.

"This painting was originally compensated to you by Luo Bupan. It was originally yours. I'm not interested in this painting. You can 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 Grandpa Mu.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry to bother you today. That fake painting is worth a few cents. Just take it as our thank you fee!"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Liang and Fang Youxue gradually disappeared in the antique street.

"I'm going to an antique appraisal meeting tomorrow. Do you want to come?"

Xia Tian thought about it and nodded.

"Of course, how can I refuse a beauty's appointment!"

…

Seeing Xia Liang and the other two disappear, a sneaky figure also sneaked into Grandpa Mu's shop.

This person was Luo Bupan who came with Xia Liang and the other two.

He waited outside the shop for a long time, and as soon as Xia Liang and the other two left, he walked in immediately.

Looking at the fake painting left on the table, Luo Bupan also swallowed his saliva, his lips turned pale, and asked hurriedly.

"Grandpa Mu, what is the painting under this fake painting just now! How much is it worth!"

"Under the fake painting is a real painting, the rumored "Mountain Dwelling in the Rain", painted by Tang Yin, and worth at least one hundred yuan!"

Puff!

Hearing this answer.

Luo Bupan suddenly felt his blood surging, and he was so angry that he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The whole person fell to the ground and fainted.

…………

The next day, a platform had been built in the square, and on the platform, three old men were sitting in it.

On the table in front of them, people were constantly bringing antiques up to be identified.

However, most of the things these people brought were fakes with no value at all.

Xia Liang even saw that among the people queuing below, there was a Mona Lisa.

Isn't this bullshit?

To the left and right of the three people, there was a young girl in a white dress holding a selfie stick and live streaming. Her face was not much different from Fang Youxue.

After seeing this person, Fang Youxue also seemed a little happy and waved to the stage.

"Mumu!"

"Xue'er? You're here!"

After seeing Fang Youxue, Chu Lingmu also hurriedly ran from the stage to the two of them.

"Is this the master you mentioned? No antique can escape his eyes?"

Looking at Xia Liang standing next to Fang Youxue, Chu Lingmu's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

"That's right, there is nothing that he can't tell whether it is real or fake."

Fang Youxue also said confidently. After what happened yesterday, he no longer had a trace of doubt about Xia Liang.

Xia Liang looked at Chu Lingmu with doubt, as if he was about to refute, so he spoke in time.

"Xue'er, please introduce her to me first. Who is this?"

"Oh, oh, I forgot about this. This is the big anchor of Xiami Live, Chu Lingmu, with millions of fans. Moreover, Mumu's live broadcasts are all about antiques, and sometimes she will appraise treasures. It is really not easy to have so many fans."

"And this is Xia Liang, my friend, who is also very interested in antiques. His vision may not be worse than yours."

"Really?"

Chu Lingmu's eyes revealed a trace of doubt. Her family has been collecting antiques for several generations.

Since she was born, she has been with antiques most of the time. Although she is still not as good as some first-level appraisers, her vision is far better than that of ordinary people.

At the same time, on the other side.

Seeing that Chu Lingmu did not interact with them for a long time, the people in the live broadcast room also became excited.

"Where is Mumu? Why don't you want us? You said you would appraise the treasure for us today."

"Hurry up, I saw someone holding a Mona Lisa just now, I want to see Mumu appraise it."

"Are you stupid? You still need me to appraise it. I can say that this thing is definitely not real!"

Chu Lingmu turned back to the live broadcast room, smiled and said.

"Sorry, I just met a few friends."

Pointing the camera at Xia Liang and the two, Chu Lingmu continued.

"This beauty is your sister Xueer, and this handsome guy is said to be an appraisal expert. Let him show you his tricks later."

"Oh my god! It turns out that the friends of beautiful women are all beautiful and handsome. This is how we live!"

After seeing Xia Liang and the two clearly, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly increased.

"But this handsome guy is so young, his appraisal ability should not be too high."

"That's right, among people of the same age, I haven't seen anyone with better vision than Mumu!"

Not many viewers in the live broadcast room believed in Xia Liang's appraisal skills.

At the same time

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out from the stage.

It attracted the attention of Xia Liang and the others.

The person who spoke was one of the three appraisers on the stage.

"Xiao Mu, come up and take a look. This thing seems a little unusual!"

"I'm coming!"

Hearing someone calling her, Chu Lingmu smiled and picked up the selfie stick and returned to the appraisal stage.

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