Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 31 Professional counterfeiting gang

This woman is obviously very gentle, but why is she so bad-tempered!Police Officer Zhou said that there was no problem, and he caught himself asking endless questions.

Shaking his head, Feng Wei took a taxi again and rushed back to the auction house. The fakes had already been brought back by the public security department, but because the main boss hadn't been caught yet, it would take a while for the dealer to recover the losses.

At this time, Wang Baoguo and the others had already rushed back. When Feng Wei arrived, Expert Liu was training his apprentices: "I have warned you so many times, you must be careful! You..."

"Ms. Liu..." Feng Wei hurriedly smoothed the field: "Don't be angry! The fake products made by those gangs this time are really easy to miss. Not only us, but six or seven colleagues have been fooled together, no Young and old experts have all suffered..."

"These guys are really arrogant!" Wang Baoguo on the side had a rather ugly face when he heard the words: "It's just selling fakes in such an open manner, and I also saw that if those things didn't have that triangle, if they were real, I'm afraid I wouldn't." To look away..."

Seeing that all the experts brought the topic to the counterfeiting group, Xiao Hu finally got a temporary solution. He glanced at Feng Wei gratefully, and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. Bai looked at the door and said, "Boss Huang..." Feng Wei followed his gaze and turned around, only to see Huang Lu had already arrived in the store at some point.

"What's going on?" Huang Lu nodded at Xiao Hu, and asked Feng Wei again.She rushed over from home only after receiving a call from Wang Baoguo and others.

Feng Wei hurriedly told the story, and finally said: "This gang has a high level of counterfeiting. The Public Security Bureau said that many antique shops have been cheated, and they are still investigating..."

Huang Lu didn't pursue anything after hearing the words, but just told everyone to try to be more cautious recently.

All the experts also expressed their agreement, and Wang Baoguo even suggested to suspend the acquisition of cultural relics first, and wait until the turmoil has passed.

Feng Wei couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Seeing that his father was seriously ill, he was planning to ask the people in the store to buy more cultural relics to replenish his energy. Who knows that he encountered a counterfeiting group, so he had to think of other ways...

Everyone discussed for a while before they all dispersed. Huang Lu told Feng Wei that the origin of the bracelet had not been found out until now, and asked him to help take care of the store, and then left in a hurry the next day. After getting angry, Feng Wei rushed to the store again. He planned to inquire with several experts to see where there are still safe channels to buy antiques.

Seeing that his father's condition was getting worse and worse, if he didn't strengthen the replenishment of zhenqi, I'm afraid it would really be a disaster.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he heard Ale arguing with the customer: "You are a strange person. I told you that the store does not buy cultural relics recently. Can you find another place?"

"Ale, what's going on?"

Feng Wei walked in, but saw a middle-aged man in his thirties standing at the front desk holding a painting scroll, and seemed to want to say something at this moment.

Seeing him coming, A Le hurriedly called out: "Manager Feng, you came just in time, this man... this man insists on selling paintings!"

When the middle-aged man heard that he was the manager, he no longer entangled with Ale, but rushed to the front with the painting scroll: "My manager, I am here to sell paintings. Mr. Wang Baoguo in your business is a family friend with my family. The painting is absolutely authentic..."

When Feng Wei heard him mention Wang Baoguo, he naturally didn't dare to be slow. Although the trade has decided not to buy antiques in the near future, if it's an acquaintance, it's not easy to refuse directly.

After taking the scroll and unfolding it, Feng Wei was stunned.

This is a picture of "Autumn Colors of Streams and Mountains" by Dong Qichang in the Ming Dynasty. Judging from the brushwork and painting style, it should be an authentic work, but if you look closely at the inscription and seal, it is obviously wrong, and the paper used obviously has traces of being old...

Moreover, the hint in my mind indicated that this is indeed a modern imitation of Dong Qichang.

But the strange thing is that there is still a warm qi entering the body.

"This..." Feng Wei was stunned. Is it true or not?

He knew very well in his heart that if it was an imitation, he would never have any real energy, but this painting clearly hints that it is a modern imitation?
"How much are you going to sell?" Feng Wei asked, looking at the middle-aged man, hesitating in his heart.

"Oh! Manager Feng, just give me a price!" The man said with a smile on his face, "We don't know much about this..."

"Okay, little Zhao, have you stolen your old man's good things again?" Wang Baoguo's hearty voice came from outside the gate.

It turns out that Wang Baoguo has been running around for the sheepskin painting for the past two days. He went to visit a history expert early this morning. As soon as he came back, he saw Feng Wei and the middle-aged man.

It can be seen that he is familiar with that person, walked in and said with a smile: "What new work did you get?"

"Dong Qichang's Yufeng landscape map!" The middle-aged man looked proud: "Old Wang, why don't you also appraise it?

"Nonsense..." Wang Baoguo shook his head when he heard the words: "Dong Qichang's painting has long been... er... here!"

As he said, he approached and waited to see the painting, but there was a look of surprise on his face: "This... this!"

But when he saw the inscription and signature, he couldn't help being furious: "It's superfluous!" After saying that, he pointed at Xiao Zhao and cursed: "If your old man knows..."

"Don't, Mr. Wang!" The middle-aged man said anxiously, "You have to tell my old man, then we won't be friends anymore..."

"Okay!" Wang Baoguo shook his head with a smile, but looked over again and said, "Xiao Feng, have you seen the way?"

"Mr. Wang..." Feng Wei looked at the painting and smiled wryly, "I know this painting is not authentic, but..."

"This is from Mr. Zhao Yuanzhai!" Wang Baoguo solved the mystery, looked at the inscription, seal and yellowed paper, pointed at Xiao Zhao and cursed: "You idiot!"

"Zhao Yuanzhai?" Feng Wei suddenly realized: "That is a famous calligraphy and painting master in China!"

"That's right!" Wang Baoguo said, "Last year, I borrowed Dong Qichang's authentic works through my relationship and sent them to the old man. I just hoped that he would come out with a copy when he was happy, but I didn't hear anything after waiting for several months. ..."

"Actually, my grandfather came up with several paintings at that time, but most of them were not signed or stamped, and they were hidden from anyone to see!" Xiao Zhao took over the topic: "I only managed to get this out this year..."

"You idiot, the old man's paintings are still easy to sell even if they are not signed!" Wang Baoguo held up the painting and said, "Look at the strength and skill of painting, no matter what, it can be worth 20 yuan...you get a fake money Add a nondescript seal, this will be great, up to [-]..."

(End of this chapter)