"So crazy."

At this time, Wang Guan was a little stunned, and then he clearly realized how popular Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting works were in the market.

"This is nothing."

Yu Feibai smiled and said: "If at a big auction, a masterpiece of Zhang Daqian's later years appears. At that time, you will understand what madness is. If the price increases by 10 million per minute, that is a normal situation."

"If I have the chance, I will also go to the big auction to feel the atmosphere." Wang Guan said with a smile.

However, Yu Feibai said a little mysteriously: "There is definitely no problem in participating in the big auction, but I'm afraid that after you go there once, you won't want to go again in the future."

"Why?" Wang Guan was confused.

"There are too many good things." Yu Feibai sighed: "However, the price of real treasures generally exceeds 10 million, or even more than 100 million. I can't afford it at all, and it's a waste if I go there. Looking at it from the side, I feel even more uncomfortable.

"

"Even if you can't afford it, you can still experience it up close." Wang Guan said with a smile: "Otherwise, after it is taken away by a collector, it will definitely be kept secret. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to see it again."

"That's right." Yu Feibai agreed: "Especially those rich people who can only get in and out when buying things. I don't know how resented they are. Some people even privately cursed those rich people to go bankrupt immediately and let the things go back to the market.

circulation."

"It can't be that vicious." Wang Guan was startled.

You know, he also has several valuable treasures in his hands, and he has no intention of transferring them. If others find out, will it be the same curse?

"What do you think?"

Yu Feibai joked: "Now, you should understand why those rich people believe in religion so much."

While the two were chatting and laughing, the price of Zhang Daqian's landscape paintings also kept rising, reaching more than seven million. Then, the rate of change in the amount gradually slowed down.

After that, no matter how much the auctioneer tried to stir up the atmosphere, the number of bidders inevitably dropped sharply. In the end, only a few people were left competing.

"Seven.3 million, seven.3 million for the first time. Is there a higher price..."

The auctioneer kept asking questions, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, he continued to shout: "Seven million and three hundred thousand for the second time, seven and three million for the second time, if there is no higher price than this, then Zhang Daqian's

The landscape painting belongs to the gentleman who put the price."

"Seven million three hundred thousand for the third time, deal done!"

After realizing that the others had no intention of chasing the price, the auctioneer waved his hand very neatly and made the final decision.

After taking a breath, the auctioneer suddenly showed an excited smile on his face, and his voice was also very excited. He shouted loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, are you ready? This auction is about to take place.

The last large scroll is an authentic ink bamboo painting by Wen Tongwen Yuke, a master of bamboo painting in the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Perhaps, some people have also noticed that in the promotional brochure, there are two photos that appear to be the same, but have completely different charms. This is the key point I want to talk about."

After the auctioneer sold the item, he excitedly revealed: "Maybe. Someone has already guessed the truth. Yes, this painting of bamboo with text and ink is the legendary painting within a painting. In ancient times, it was extremely popular.

With a clever technique, a layer of fake pictures was applied on top of the original work. For hundreds of years, no one noticed it..."

"What!"

"Isn't it just hype?"

"I think this might be a gimmick!"

Suddenly, the crowd at the auction was boiling like boiling water.

"It seems that everyone doesn't believe it." Wang Guan was a little worried.

"Don't worry, this is a normal reaction." Yu Feibai said softly: "Presumably, Zhengyaxuan will also think that if there is such a situation, he must have arranged a response plan."

"Please be quiet for a moment."

At this moment, Zhao Qian walked up to the rostrum again and said with a smile: "We at Zhengyaxuan have the highest reputation and will never do anything that will destroy our future. We have evidence for this matter..."

As he spoke, photos of two original pictures, one authentic and one fake, began to appear on the big screen after the Wen Tong Mo Bamboo Picture was unveiled. Among them, the paper, brushwork, bell seals, etc. of the picture were included, and a series of tests and identifications were carried out.

Report.

After the screen image finished playing, Zhao Qian said with a confident smile: "At this time, the framer who uncovered the paintings and remounted the ink bamboo pictures is none other than Mr. Huang. If you don't believe it, you can ask him for advice. In addition, I am here

Also, a statement from Mr. Huang."

At Zhao Qian's signal, the staff projected the statement written by Mr. Huang on the big screen.

"Lao Huang is highly respected and will never lie or deceive others."

"However, the painting within the painting is a little bit mysterious and makes people not believe it."

"I don't feel confident, so I think it's better not to take pictures."

Even though Zhao Qian made enough guarantees, everyone still expressed doubts.

Wang Guan heard it nearby and couldn't help but frown. After all, the thing belonged to him. If he couldn't take the photo, it would not only be embarrassing for Zhengyaxuan, but also his face.

"Don't worry, keep reading." Yu Feibai whispered: "Anyway, even if the painting of black bamboo fails to be auctioned, according to the agreement signed between you and Zhengyaxuan, you still have 8 million to get, so what are you afraid of?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I'm unhappy."

Wang Guan said softly: "It is obviously a rare treasure, but they don't know the goods. They must be blind."

"We'll find out later whether he's blind or not," Yu Feibai said.

At the same time, a person suddenly stood up and said: "Manager Zhao, just to be cautious, can you also let us see the real thing?"

"no problem."

Zhao Qian hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, seven or eight people walked up to the rostrum. Under the vigilant gaze of a group of security guards, they put on white gloves, took out a magnifying glass, and carefully observed the original ink bamboo painting. After ten minutes, these people finished reading, and they all frowned in pain.

He was thinking, shaking his head from time to time, and seemed not to be optimistic about it.

Seeing this situation, it intensified the suspicion of others. They all said that it was best not to take the picture to avoid suffering losses. However, Zhao Qian was very calm. After putting the ink bamboo picture away, he immediately signaled to the auctioneer to start the auction.

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"Northern Song Dynasty Wen Tong Mo Bamboo Painting. The starting price is 6 million yuan, with no minimum bid limit."

The auctioneer's psychological endurance was higher and he ignored everyone's doubts. He said directly: "Now, everyone is free to bid."

As the voice fell, the noise below also gradually became quieter. However, no one picked up the instrument to quote. The electronic display screen was still dark, and no amount was displayed.

This eerie silence lasted for a full minute.

During this period, Wang Guan felt a little heavy, and his expression definitely didn't look good.

"rest assured."

At this time, Yu Feibai whispered: "This is their little joke..."

"Beep!"

Suddenly, there was an electric beep. In an instant, the numbers on the electronic display screen were like stock exchange data, constantly emerging and then being squeezed out.

"Look, I'm right." Yu Feibai snickered: "Those who are truly unfavorable will not show it at all. Only those who have already planned to take action will act like this to make competitors relax their vigilance."

"These cunning guys are really profiteers." Wang Guan breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little embarrassed.

"Just be happy." Yu Feibai raised his head and said with a smile: "Now, the price has exceeded 8 million. I estimate that it will definitely exceed 10 million in the end."

"As you said, if it's not enough, you can make up the balance." Wang Guan was in a happy mood and also made a joke.

"I think you are more ruthless than a profiteer." Yu Feibai rolled his eyes.

"Eight.78 million, 8.88 million, 8.98 million..."

While the two were talking, the auctioneer couldn't stop talking, and kept pouring out the latest bids. Soon, the price naturally exceeded 9 million, heading towards the 10 million mark.

"Nine.38 million, 9.38 million, is there any higher... 9.45 million, 9.45 million, now it is 9.45 million..."

At this time, sitting in the seat and hearing the auctioneer's repetitive and long-winded quotation, Wang Guan felt that it was so pleasant to the ears, as if it were the sound of nature, and he would never tire of listening to it.

"...Nine-nine-eight, nine-nine-eight thousand, nine-nine-eight thousand, nine hundred and ninety-eight thousand."

At the same time, the auctioneer shouted even harder, reaching the critical point of 10 million, which made him even more excited and kept agitating.

"Beep!"

There was a slight sound, and the amount on the display screen changed, and a row of amounts appeared. The first digit was one, followed by seven zeros.

"Ten million!" the auctioneer shouted several times, hoarsely: "Ten million, now it is ten million yuan, isn't there a higher price than this?"

"You must be in for a treat tonight."

Yu Feibai said jealously: "If we were in the capital, I would definitely let you set up a banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties."

"Haha, we are in the capital of Shu now." Wang Guan smiled brightly and said with joy, "If you are willing, I can treat you to a spicy tofu feast."

"Get out!" Yu Feibai said angrily: "You know I can't eat spicy food."

While joking, Wang Guan was also paying attention to the auction price and wanted to know how much the final transaction amount would be.

At this time, after the price exceeded 10 million, the increase in the amount became smaller and slower. Finally, when it reached more than 10.5 million, it began to stagnate.

"It's almost the same price."

Yu Feibai analyzed softly: "Now, it can be seen that there are only three people competing for it. In the end, it depends on who is more patient or decisive. If someone can ruthlessly add a high price, it shows his determination to win.

.Then, most likely he will be the final winner."

"Beep!"

Before he finished speaking, a high price appeared on the electronic screen.

"Eleven million, eleven million..."

After a period of roaring, the auctioneer's voice became deeper, but he still shouted vigorously: "Eleven million for the first time, isn't there a higher price? Eleven million for the second time...

…”

After shouting for more than ten seconds, the amount remained unchanged. The auctioneer raised the gavel decisively and was about to bring it down heavily. However, at this moment, the electronic screen shook again.
Chapter completed!