Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 450 That Picture Is So Ugly

"My God, is this really Bian Shoumin's masterpiece?"

"Bian Shoumin's paintings are definitely rare to see. If they are authentic, they will be worth a lot of money..."

Everyone in the audience discussed one by one, there are many famous animal painters in Xuanyuan Kingdom, Xu Beihong is good at drawing horses, Qi Baishi is good at drawing shrimps, and Bian Shoumin is best at drawing ducks.

After the auctioneer finished speaking, many people's eyes were focused on the painting, and some even came to the front desk with a magnifying glass and began to examine it seriously.

Tiandi Store does not stop this kind of viewing behavior, but gives a certain amount of time.

About 5 minutes later, the auctioneer said again: "Okay, everyone can bid now..."

"I'll give 60 million..."

"I'll give 70 million..."

"100 million..."

Obviously, after the appraisal just now, everyone was full of confidence in this painting, and the price began to rise all the way, and soon reached 100 million.

"120 million..."

It was Xu Wenbin who called out this price. He was not interested in antiques, but his old man liked them. After taking this painting back, he would definitely be able to please his grandfather.

After the price passed one million, there were many fewer bidders, but now he raised the price by 20, and the auction hall immediately became much quieter.

After bidding several times in succession, Xu Wenbin finally got the painting at a price of 200 million.

After the auction was over, the waiter brought the painting over, and he swiped his card to settle the account on the spot.

Xu Wenbin held the painting in his hand, with a look of joy on his face. With this painting, he will definitely be able to get Grandpa's attention.

"Papa, that painting is so ugly."

"No... no Papa's painting... the painting is good."

Two immature childish voices came one after another, it was Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan, they saw that the two ducks were really not beautiful, they were far worse than Hua Hua.

After the two little guys finished talking, the people in the store were in an uproar and couldn't help laughing.

Song Haotian said: "It's just a fake painting, the natural one is ugly."

Xu Wenbin was next to him, and he heard the conversation between the father and daughter clearly, and this guy suddenly became angry.

"Song, what are you talking about? Do you know what an ancient painting is? How dare you call me a fake painting."

In his opinion, the other party is proficient in profound arts at a young age, and at the same time has extremely deep martial arts cultivation. It is impossible for this kind of person to also understand antiques. After all, human energy is limited, and it is impossible to be proficient in all industries.

Song Haotian didn't pay any attention to what he said, he just told his daughter, and he didn't have any interest in saying a word to someone like him.

But in this way, Xu Wenbin became even more convinced that the other party was cowardly, and shouted arrogantly: "Song, you must apologize to me today.

And your two daughters are obviously ignorant. I don’t know who gave them the courage, but they dare to say that they are not as good as you in painting. "

Hearing his words, the two little fellows immediately became unhappy, waved their little hands and shouted, "It's just not as good as Papa's painting."

"It's really ignorant."

Xu Wenbin's face was full of ridicule.

"Papa, Papa, he is a bad person."

The two little guys immediately looked at their father aggrieved.

Seeing that his daughter was unhappy, Song Haotian hurriedly comforted him: "He is just a fool who buys fake paintings, we don't have the same knowledge as him."

After he said this, there was an uproar in the audience, especially those who had just looked at the painting, began to condemn it.

"Young people are really ignorant. It's fine if you don't know how to paint, but you still have to talk nonsense..."

"That's right, I've been in the antique world for more than [-] years, and I can tell at a glance whether this painting is real or not..."

"The young man is talking nonsense. I asked Master Zhang to help me with this painting. It is indeed the authentic work of Bian Shoumin..."

Dai Yafei and the auctioneer also looked at this side together, but they were not in a hurry to proceed to the next auction.

Xu Wenbin was full of anger and said angrily: "Song, if you can't prove that my painting is fake today, you must apologize to me.

Tao Wei followed up and said: "That's right, I have to pretend to be an expert even though I don't know anything, so there are so many people, why are you not as accurate as you?"

Faced with many accusations and seeing Song Haotian's situation getting more and more embarrassing, Qian Moli was about to stand up to help speak, but he stopped him by raising his hand.

"If you want to prove it, then I will prove it to you."

After Song Haotian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and took the painting in his hand, then exerted a little force with his hands, and pulled it into two halves with a snort.

Now everyone is dumbfounded, what is this young man doing?It was a painting bought for 200 million yuan, so it will be bullshit.

"Song, what are you doing?"

Xu Wenbin was furious immediately.

"Don't you want to prove that you are blind? Then I will prove it to you."

As Song Haotian said, he lifted the painting in his hand, holding half of it in his hand, but the other half did not fall directly, but was pulled and suspended in mid-air by thin silk threads.

"This……"

It was only at this moment that people noticed the intention of the painting after it was torn apart. The middle was not torn off directly, but silk threads were exposed.

"Did you see clearly?"

After Song Haotian finished speaking, he threw the broken painting over.

Shang Kewei didn't speak because she didn't understand antiques before, but now she can understand what's going on even if she doesn't understand anything.

"Xu Wenbin, did you see it? There are obviously nylon threads in your painting. When did nylon come out? You don't know, do you? Could it be that Bian Shoumin had this thing at that time?"

"Uh……"

Xu Wenbin's old face instantly turned into a pig's liver color, as if someone had slapped 100 big mouths, it was so hot and ugly.

Everyone present was silent, and no one had any room to refute this identification method.

Nylon filaments came out in the 20th century, and Bian Shoumin had been dead for hundreds of years at this time. Needless to say, he knew it was a fake, but the method of deception was too clever, and he deceived them all.

But then a question arose in these people's minds, who is this young man?I haven't seen this painting from the beginning to the end, so how do I know it's fake?
Xu Wenbin was ashamed this time. After spending 200 million yuan, he turned into worthless garbage in an instant.

But in this case, he has no face to seek compensation from the other party, which will only make him more embarrassing in the circle.

As for the Tiandi Auction House, regardless of the background, they have already stated in advance that it does not matter whether it is true or not, it depends on the eyesight, even if you buy a fake, you can only admit it.

In the mocking eyes of everyone, he could only snort coldly, and sat back down again.

Witnessing this scene with her own eyes, Dai Yafei's eyes fell on Song Haotian's face, revealing a look of interest.

Then the auction continued. Under the auspices of the auctioneer, the second item was soon brought to the auction stage, which was a blue and white porcelain vase.

However, the color and pattern of this thing seem to be relatively ordinary, and the preservation is particularly complete, and it seems that it is not too old.

Generally speaking, ancient antiques will be more or less damaged, and the preservation is too good, but it is not easy to attract people's attention.

Even in the eyes of many people, this is likely to be a fake, or it may be a modern handicraft.

(End of this chapter)