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"Am I from the antique circle?" Ma Lijin pointed at himself, feeling very funny. Someone actually asked him if he was from the antique circle?
He believes that his ability in antiques exceeds at least 99% of the people in the antique industry in Bingcheng, and he belongs to a small group at the top of the pyramid.

Saying that he is not in the antique circle, 99% of the people in Bingcheng antique circle whose identification ability is lower than his will be kicked out of the antique circle.

"That's right, it's you!"

"Let me tell you, if there is something wrong with this painting, I will eat it, believe it or not?" First he lost to Xu Qiang, and now he was questioned by Xu Qiang about his professionalism, Ma Lijin almost lost his mind.

"You can't afford it!"

"Aren't you finished?" Ma Lijin came to Xu Chang step by step.

Panting, looking like he might lose his mind at any moment.

Du Zhiqiang immediately ran over, and two other people interposed between Xu Qiang and Ma Lijin, for fear that the two would really fight.

"Is it because he lacks professional ability, so he is ready to use force?" After being separated, Xu Qiangque showed no tendency to restrain himself.

Just accept it when you see it?

nonexistent!

Since Ma Lijin took the initiative to provoke, he must be prepared to bear the consequences.

"Surnamed Xu, if you can prove that there is something wrong with this painting today, I won't stop talking to you, believe it or not?" Ma Lijin also refused to let go.

"If I prove that there is something wrong with this painting, do you dare to complete the bet just now? Shout three times and you are blind!" Xu Qiang said provocatively.

Is he short of a million?

No shortage!

What he wants is for Malikin to make a fool of himself.

So when he found that there was something wrong with the painting, he immediately fought back.

"As long as you can prove that there is something wrong with my painting, let alone shout three times, I will admit it even if I shout thirty times, but if you can't prove it, do you dare to shout thirty times? ?” Ma Lijin hesitated for a moment, is there really something wrong with the ancient painting?
Yuan Qinghua had a problem just now, which hit him hard.

But soon he was sure that the ancient painting he brought up was fine.

Because the identification of this ancient painting is very difficult, it is 100% sure that it is the real thing of Dakaimen, and it will definitely not be a fake painting.

"I can't believe you!" Xu Qiang said provocatively.

"I guarantee Brother Ma, if Brother Ma doesn't shout, I will call the boss, right?" Du Zhiqiang stood up, because he was with Ma Lijin.

Someone questioned the person surnamed Ma, of course he had to stand up and show his loyalty.

"Very good!" Xu Qiang smiled and nodded.

Then he found the waiter, asked the waiter to find a fruit knife, a very thin fruit knife, and spread the painting on the table.

Xu Qiang did not act immediately, but observed carefully.

"Playing tricks..." Ma Lijin snorted coldly and mocked Xu Qiang.

He was 100% sure that the ancient painting was fine. If he used a knife on the painting, it would only destroy the painting, and it would be impossible to find any problems.

Just when he was sneering and sarcastic, Xu Qiang suddenly made a move.

The fruit knife stabbed forward flatly, and it pierced the drawing paper.

Not from the picture, but from the side of the painting.

It's like dividing a painting into two layers.

"Could it be..." Seeing that Xu Qiang wanted to divide a painting into two layers, Ma Lijin suddenly became a little uneasy, and he thought of a possibility.

Stop the cynicism and concentrate on watching Xu Qiang's actions.

"It's not professional at all. Even if it's really as I guessed, you should spray it with water first to soak the whole painting evenly, otherwise it will only destroy the painting..." Seeing Xu Qiang's brutal movements, Malikin wasn't worried again.

Even if it was the special situation he was worried about, Xu Qiang would only destroy the painting.

Just when he was proud, Xu Qiang stretched out his hand to reveal it.

The bamboo painting imitating Zheng Banqiao was completely removed, but there was another painting underneath, both of which were intact.

Pooh!
Seeing the picture below, some women present blushed directly.

On the contrary, the eyes of some males present lit up.

"The person who drew this picture must be a hooligan..." a girl whispered.

Others also agreed, how can there be a painter who paints this kind of painting?

Although the painting skills are superb and the picture is vivid, the content is really a bit unbearable. No wonder the women who see it will blush and become hot.

"Ma Lijin, with your professional ability, you can't tell whose painting it is?" Xu Qiang asked with a smile, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he really couldn't say anything.

When he used his true energy to detect just now, he was sure that there was an interlayer in the painting, but he didn't know if it was true or not, so he only said that there was something wrong with the painting.

He used a knife to uncover it directly, which is not a professional method of uncovering the painting. It is very easy to go wrong and destroy both the upper and lower paintings.

But he is not an ordinary person, he is a powerful strongman who can guarantee that he will not harm any of the two paintings while uncovering them.

It is impossible for any other ordinary person to do this.

Although the story was uncovered, I knew who the painting below belonged to, because there was a seal, but Xu Qiang couldn't be sure if it was real or not, so he deliberately asked Ma Lijin.

"How do you know that there are Tang Yin's authentic works below?" Ma Lijin glared at Xu Qiang, now he no longer thinks that Xu Qiang is a layman in the antique business, he is clearly an appraiser with sharper eyesight than him.

In fact, he was thinking wrongly. Xu Qiang really didn't know anything about antiques. At most, he had some art appreciation ability, which was not very helpful for the identification of antiques.

Xu Qiang was able to see that there was something wrong with the two antiques, because with the help of Zhen Qi, he discovered that the Yuan blue and white flowers were spliced ​​together, and that the ancient paintings had interlayers.

But when it comes to professional appreciation, Xu Qiang has no choice.

"Do you think I'll tell you?" Xu Qiangxin said that I didn't know at all, and I only found out when I saw the seal after it was opened.

Now he knew, and Xu Qiang knew from Ma Lijin's words that it was actually a genuine Tang Yin pair, which surprised him even more.

Especially it seems to be well preserved, not damaged at all.

How much are Tang Bohu's paintings worth?

No need for others to tell Xu Qiang, Xu Qiang can figure it out by himself.

At least start with tens of millions, and may even reach hundreds of millions, even though it is a picture of Chun Gong that some people think is unworthy.

At this time, the girls who came to the party also blushed and poked their heads curiously, because from the conversation between Xu Qiang and Ma Lijin just now, they heard an amazing news.

The painting that was just exposed was actually a painting by the famous Tang Bohu. Even if the content of the painting is a bit indecent, it doesn't affect its value.

At the same time, some people looked at Xu Qiang curiously.

"Xuefei, your husband is actually a master of antique appraisal?"

"Why didn't you say it just now?"

"No wonder you weren't worried at all just now, it turns out you've won."

The people gathered around Han Xuefei immediately began to compliment her.

Han Xuefei had a smile on her face, but she was also very shocked in her heart, because she didn't know that Xu Qiang was so good at antiques that he could win consecutive battles, and the person who was defeated was Ma Lijin.

"Is there anything he doesn't know? Is there anything he can do besides having children?" Han Xuefei took a look at Xu Qiang. From the time he came into contact with Xu Qiang, Xu Qiang began to show his abilities endlessly.

Until now, she has never been disappointed.

"Sell it to me, and I'll give you 500 million!" Ma Lijin took a deep breath.

"You want to buy?"

"That's right, as long as you nod your head, I can transfer the money now!"

"This is Tang Bohu's painting, and the superb painting skills are obviously the works of the peak period. What's more rare is that it is well preserved and not damaged at all. You actually only paid 500 million?" Xu Qiang shook his head.

He didn't intend to sell Tang Bohu's paintings cheaply.

What's more, he is not short of money now, so he can completely cover it in his hands for a while.

Now that China's economy is taking off, the antique industry is getting hotter and hotter. As long as it is a real antique, a precious antique, the value will only increase. There is no need to worry about depreciation if you keep it in your hands.

"1000 million!" Ma Lijin frowned, and the price doubled.

"Xu Qiang, the price is okay. After all, you only bought it for one piece. It can be said that it was given to you for nothing. Now it can be sold for 1000 million. You have already made a lot of money!" Du Zhiqiang interjected beside him.

He is envious and jealous of Xu Qiang, not to mention buying it for one yuan, even if he bought it for one million yuan, he is now making a lot of money.

He regretted a little, why didn't he buy it back then?

Because he was the first to discover the painting, but he couldn't be sure, and then notified Ma Lijin, and Ma Lijin bought it.

Thinking of losing tens of millions, he hated Xu Qiang a little bit.

If Xu Qiang hadn't revealed the truth and exposed Tang Bohu's painting, he wouldn't have known the truth, and he wouldn't have regretted it.

"The painting is mine. If I don't want to sell it, I won't sell it!" Xu Qiang laughed.

Just now he strongly advocated signing the contract instead of directly accepting the gift. This is what he was defending against. Otherwise, what if Ma Lijin repented and wanted to return the painting?
Who can prove to him that the painting has been presented to him?

I am afraid there are not many people present!
"I'm picking up leaks, right? It's just that I don't pick up leaks from the antique market, but from Ma Lijin's hands!" Xu Qiang said with a smile while rolling up the scroll.

Ma Lijin's face darkened immediately when Xu Qiang said that he had picked up the leak.

He was really ashamed today, it can be said that he lost all face.

Yuan blue and white, spliced, he didn't see it.

Imitation of Zheng Banqiao's bamboo, picture-in-picture, he couldn't see it either.

But Xu Qiang could see both of them, and they were all antiques worth hundreds of millions. It won't be long before the entire antique circle in Ice City will know about them.

It's useless even if he keeps his eyes on others to keep the secret for him. Among the students and waiters present, someone will definitely leak the secret, and he can't stop it.

Thinking of this, Ma Lijin felt even worse.

He regrets very much that he should not organize today's class reunion.

I wanted to show my face, but I showed my butt.

"Now you lose, right?" After finishing the two scrolls and putting them properly in the wooden box, Xu Qiang faced Ma Lijin again with a smile.

"Yes, I lost!" Ma Lijin suddenly had a bad feeling.

In a fit of anger just now, he made another big promise.

If Xu Qiang wins, he will shout 30 times that he has no eyes.

At that time, he thought that he would win, and there was no possibility of losing.

However, he lost now, just like losing the Yuan Qinghua game just now, the evidence for his loss is conclusive, and there is no doubt about it at all.

Now that Xu Qiang asked him this question, he must not just talk about it happily.

He must fulfill his promise!

"Since you lost, you have no eyesight when you yelled your promise thirty times just now, shouldn't it be fulfilled now?" Sure enough, just like Ma Lijin's bad premonition, Xu Qiang now depends on fulfilling his promise.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Ma Lijin at the same time.

Just now I used a painting instead, I didn't shout, now there will be no other excuses, right?