chapter 5 appreciating paintings

Just when Belcon Price bought Zheng Banqiao's "Orchid and Bamboo Fragrance", two men, one old and one young, entered the store.

"old Allen, you are here."

When Edwin saw the visitor, he immediately greeted him warmly with respect in his expression.

Belcon Price saw this and looked over.

The young man is about 27 or 28 years old. He is quite handsome. He is wearing a brand-name suit and his hair has been carefully trimmed. He looks like a successful person.

The elderly man has gray hair and looks to be in his sixties. He is in good spirits, has a rosy complexion, and has a sense of self-importance without anger.

After the two came in, the man who was called old Allen quickly looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. When he saw the blank space on the wall behind, his expression changed slightly.

"boss Edwin, where is the "Picture of Orchid and Bamboo Fragrance" that you hung here before?"

Hearing old Allen's question, Edwin was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Belcon Price, and then put a smile on his face,

"old Allen, that painting has been bought by that little brother."

"sold?"

old Allen was startled, and then sighed. He didn't expect that someone would get there first. He was very interested in calligraphy and painting, but he didn't want to go to the auction to buy it at a high price. He wanted to pick up the missing pieces. He came to Yazangxuan yesterday to collect all the calligraphy and painting here. Read them all.

He felt that this painting "Orchid and Bamboo Fragrance" was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it at the time and thought it was a fake. But after he returned, he felt something was wrong, so he rushed over, but still a little late.

step.

"old Allen, you probably don't like that painting anymore."

Edwin felt a little strange when he saw old Allen's expression on his face. He knew that although old Allen was not as good at appraisal as master Herbert he invited, he was not comparable to ordinary people.

Since this painting had been collected for several years, anyone with a discerning eye would know it was a fake at a glance, so they did not show it to master Herbert.

old Allen ignored Edwin and said directly to Lu Han:

"This little brother, can you sell me this calligraphy and painting for free?"

Edwin opened his mouth in shock. old Allen actually wanted to buy the painting back. Could it be that it was really authentic?

"Not for sale."

Belcon Price simply refused.

"Boy, don't be ignorant. Do you know who you are talking to?"

The young man took a step forward and stared at Lu Han.

"Oh, I bought this with money, don't you still want to snatch it away?"

Belcon Price looked at each other without any sign of weakness.

"Gary, don't be rude."

old Allen scolded and then smiled again.

"Little brother, I like this painting very much. How about I pay 20,000 yuan to buy it."

Edwin couldn't believe his ears. old Allen must have gone crazy. He actually had to spend 20,000 yuan to buy it back. He suddenly regretted selling it to Belcon Price. He had lost 20,000 yuan in vain.

Everyone else in the store also had expressions of disbelief. As antique lovers, they knew old Allen well and knew that he

His appraisal level is quite high, how could he fall in love with a fake.

Belcon Price glanced at old Allen, with a teasing look on his face, "Old man, if you are so anxious to buy this painting, you should know its price. It's only 20,000 yuan, so I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate."

old Allen was startled for a moment, with a trace of embarrassment on his face. He really wanted to pick up the leak. He thought that Belcon Price didn't understand the painting, so he offered a price of 20,000. At this moment, when Belcon Price pointed out, he knew that he couldn't pick up the leak. .

He could only say: "I wonder how much my little brother wants?"

"I originally wanted to go to the auction house, but since you sincerely want it, the price is 3 million."

Belcon Price quoted a reasonable price.

"You kid are crazy about money. How dare you call out three million for a broken painting."

Gary Allen couldn't help but said angrily.

Edwin also twitched his face and kept winking at Belcon Price. He couldn't afford to offend the man in front of him.

"Haha, little brother, I'm just curious about this painting. I don't know if it's true or not. Three million is too much."

It's not that old Allen cares about the money, but he doesn't want to be taken advantage of. Although he thinks there is something wrong with the painting, he hasn't really authenticated it after all. Spending three million to buy a fake one would be a joke.

"Since I dare to sell you three million, it's naturally true."

Belcon Price smiled calmly, and then spread the painting on the table.

At this moment, a thin middle-aged man with a goatee walked out of the side room of Yazangxuan.

son.

"master Herbert."

Customers in the antique shop greeted the middle-aged man one after another.

Even old Allen politely came forward and exchanged greetings.

Herbert walked to the table with an arrogant expression, glanced at Belcon Price, then picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, and said calmly:

"This painting is a fake. old Allen, please don't be fooled."

old Allen also came over, looked back and forth carefully, and touched it with his hands, and then frowned. He obviously felt that the painting was very strange. The branches and stems of the orchid bamboo were indeed Zheng Banqiao's original paintings, but the main trunk was not. No, the painting is too rough.

Could it be that the person who copied it only learned the essence of Huazhilu? old Allen shook his head, a little puzzled.

Belcon Price saw that although old Allen had the aura of a superior, he did not use his power to overwhelm others. Seeing that he really liked antique calligraphy and paintings, he thought for a moment and said, "old Allen, actually there is another mystery to this painting. Since you like it, I will open the eyes of everyone present to see if it is worth three million."

"Hmph, that's such a loud tone. Are you doubting my appraisal level?"

There was a trace of anger on Herbert face. He had already said it was a fake, but this boy was still here to contradict him.

old Allen also looked a little unhappy. It had been a long time since anyone had dared to talk to him like this. He was in a high position and had never seen anything before, yet he dared to open his eyes.

"Boy, if you can't prove that this painting is real, hum..."

Gary Allen does not

After saying that, the meaning of the threat is self-evident.

Edwin also lowered his face: "Belcon Price, stop messing around. Don't I know what's going on with this painting? If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, don't come to my shop again."

The onlookers also talked a lot.

"This guy is crazy about money. master Herbert said it was a fake, but he actually dared to shout three million."

"You are so young that you are actually suffering from delusions. If you are sick, you should get treatment as soon as possible."

"Today's young people are really good at sensationalism."

"Haha, I think he is humiliating himself."

"..."

Regardless of what everyone said, Belcon Price said to Edwin:

"boss Edwin, please bring me some candles."

Edwin didn't know why, but he still took out ten sticks from under the counter and handed them to Belcon Price.

Lighting six candles, Belcon Price fixed them on the table.

Then he picked up the calligraphy and painting and began to bake it on the candle. He moved very slowly, focusing on the bamboo pole part, about five minutes later.

He placed the calligraphy and painting flat on the table, then asked Edwin for another glass of water and cotton swabs, and then wiped the bamboo pole bit by bit.

Everyone's eyes widened as they saw the ink on the surface of the bamboo pole gradually disappear, revealing another section of bamboo pole inside.

With Lu Han's movements, the entire bamboo pole in the painting was replaced, perfectly integrated with the branches and branches.

Everyone present was stunned, and old Allen and Herbert were even more dumbfounded, unable to say a word.