When drunk, he mistook his sister-in-law for his wife!

What!

Except for Xu Yang, everyone else was shocked.

How can this be?

Gao Chengwen identified it and found it to be a fake.

The young man paid five hundred yuan for it from a street stall.

How did it become authentic?

"President Tang Zhengqi, are you mistaken? How could this be an authentic work? I am not as good as you at identifying antiques, but you can still see the painting. The picture is very blurry and it is obviously a fake."

Gao Chengwen didn't want to believe that this was an authentic work.

Moreover, his reasons are very good.

How could the original work be so blurry?

It's not like he hasn't seen Wu Daozi's original works.

Just last year, a store in Antique Street received an authentic painting by Wu Daozi.

That picture is very clear.

Compared to this one, there is a huge difference.

"I read it correctly," Tang Zhengqi said, "Boss Gao, your store has been open for more than ten years. You have such a treasure delivered to your door, and you can't even see it. I can only say that you are not good at learning."

Gao Chengwen took a deep breath and said, "President Tang, is this really an authentic work?"

He couldn't accept it. If this was an authentic work, then the loss would be huge this time.

Wu Daozi's paintings are worth at least tens of millions.

"Can I still lie?" Tang Zhengqi glanced sideways at Gao Chengwen.

"No." Gao Chengwen quickly shook his head, "President Tang, I can't see it. Please enlighten me."

If he didn't understand the reason he couldn't see, he wouldn't be willing to do it.

Tang Zhengqi looked at Xu Yang and smiled: "Brother, I know you must know the reason why this painting is blurry. Why don't you explain it to us."

Xu Yang shook his head and said: "I don't really understand, I just think this painting is beautiful."

He didn't admit it and didn't bother to explain anything.

Tang Zhengqi seemed to understand what Xu Yang meant and looked at Xu Yang even more highly.

If other young people were asked this question, they would probably show off happily.

There are really not many young people like Xu Yang who are so calm.

Tang Zhengqi smiled and said: "Little brother, let me introduce myself first. My name is Tang Zhengqi. I am the vice president of Jiangcheng Antiques Association. What is your name?"

"Xu Yang." Xu Yang reported his name.

Tang Zhengqi said: "Brother Xu, do you mind if I say something?"

Although Xu Yang has the skills of a master treasure appraiser, this is his first time coming into contact with antiques.

This Tang Zhengqi is the vice president of the Antiques Association, so he just listens and learns from it.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang said: "If you don't mind, please tell me."

Tang Zhengqi smiled slightly, glanced at Gao Chengwen, and then said: "Boss Gao, what you just said is right. There is nothing wrong with the rest of this painting, but it looks very blurry and does not look authentic at all."

Gao Chengwen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's it, it means it's not authentic."

Tang Zhengqi smiled and said, "But this is caused by man."

Gao Chengwen was stunned: "Man-made?"

Tang Zhengqi nodded and said, "Yes, it was caused by humans. Someone applied a layer of transparent paint on the surface of the painting, which caused the blurring of the painting."

"What?!" Gao Chengwen was shocked, "How is it possible? If this transparent paint is applied to the painting, won't the painting be ruined? And I don't see any traces of smearing."

Tang Zhengqi explained: "It's hard to see. If I hadn't read an ancient book recently, I wouldn't have discovered it. This kind of paint existed in the Song Dynasty. This kind of paint will form a layer when applied to the surface of the painting. The film also forms a kind of protection for the painting, but there is a faint fishy smell, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect if they don't know this."

Gao Chengwen said: "President Tang, how can you prove that this kind of paint has been painted on it? Just by the smell?"

He came closer to the painting, smelled it, and found that there was indeed a faint fishy smell.

Tang Zhengqi smiled and said: "This is one of the things. As I said just now, when this paint is applied to the surface of the picture, it will form a thin film. Just make a small gap and tear it off directly."

He looked at Xu Yang: "Brother Xu, I'm very happy to see Wu Daozi's "One Hundred Beasts". Can I verify it on the spot and tear off this film?"

For him to do this is equivalent to him personally appraising this "Hundred Beasts", which is definitely enough for him to boast for a while.

Xu Yang nodded and said, "Okay."

It doesn’t matter who tears it off.

Xu Yang is not in the antiques industry, so he doesn't care about these things. What he cares about is money.

As long as it doesn't damage the painting and doesn't affect his ability to sell it, it's fine.

Since the other party is the vice president of the Antiques Association, he should not use any small means to destroy his painting.

"Thank you." Tang Zhengqi expressed gratitude and asked Gao Chengwen to take a knife and carefully scratch the edge of the painting.

Then, with a strong tear, a layer of film was torn off.

The whole painting gives people a different feeling. It was blurry just now, but now it is very clear.

Tang Zhengqi said: "Boss Gao, you saw it."

Gao Chengwen murmured: "It's really an authentic work. I missed an authentic work."

He regretted very much why he didn't fight with Xu Yang.

If you fight Xu Yang, you might be able to win.

You know, Wu Daozi's paintings are worth tens of millions.

Even if Xu Yang sees that this painting is real, he doesn't have that much money to buy it.

Looking at the clothes Xu Yang is wearing, he looks very ordinary, and his temperament is that of an ordinary person.

If you want to fight for yourself, you will definitely have a good chance of winning.

It's a pity that such a work passed me by.

No, it's not a passing incident.

Instead, someone gave it to him and he pushed it out.

Thinking of this, Gao Chengwen wanted to slap himself twice.

"President Tang, is this painting real? How much is it worth?" Zhao Yulu couldn't help but ask.

She cares most about money.

"At least tens of millions." Tang Zhengqi said calmly.

Tens of millions?

Zhao Yulu was stunned for a moment.

So Xu Yang spent 50,000 yuan and earned tens of millions?

This made her feel hard to understand.

You know, I am borrowing money from everywhere in order to invest in stocks.

Even if you receive one or two million, if you make money, it will not exceed ten million at most.

However, Xu Yang already has tens of millions.

“Even if it’s an authentic work, it’s not worth that much money, right?”

Even Chen Guanglei, the rich second generation, was a little dumbfounded.

Even he can't get tens of millions easily.

He just hangs around in his father's company and receives a salary of tens of thousands every month.

The monthly living expenses are also provided by my father, which is 500,000.

As for buying other big things, such as a garage or something, I still have to ask my dad for it.

However, Xu Yang, a person he looked down upon and ridiculed in every possible way, suddenly made tens of millions.

Subconsciously, he said this.

This is why he did not understand the value of Wu Daozi's paintings.

Although he has learned some antique knowledge and has a certain understanding of the antique market, he really doesn't know how much Wu Daozi's paintings are worth.

Otherwise, he would not have said this and would have been embarrassed in front of a professional like Tang Zhengqi, and would have been embarrassed in front of Zhao Yu.