It turns out that I have the inheritance of immortal medicine

Chapter 113

Chapter 113

"Ten million? Where did he get the money? With his little salary, it would take him 100 years to earn it!" Qian Lingzhi gritted his teeth.

Boss Qian chuckled, and said, "This painting, if it's real, would be incredible, but..."

He glanced at Zhou Dongliang and said, "Don't just pay for it yourself, you've been cheated."

"That's right, it must be fake!" Qian Lingzhi also said hastily: "He said it himself, there is a painting that is fake! Look at your picture, here, here, it's all left blank, it must be Fake!"

Hearing this, Zhou Dongliang immediately glared and said, "What do you know? This is called leaving blank! It's meaning!"

He is a person who loves painting, so he was even more displeased when he heard such nonsense.

The two sides argued endlessly for a while, but at this moment, from outside the open private room, there was an old man who looked over curiously.

There were many young people at his table, and he was the only old man, surrounded by stars like the moon.

"Huh?" He seemed to look over because he heard the argument.

But when he saw this, his face suddenly changed.

He got up quickly, and under the surprised eyes of many students, he came directly to Lin Han's table.

"Mr. Zhou, can you let me take a look at this painting?" He looked at Zhou Dongliang and asked with a smile. He actually recognized Zhou Dongliang.

"Old man, who are you?" Zhou Dongliang was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the other party, as if he felt a little familiar.

At this time, several young people came over from that table and said: "This is our professor at Yuntian University and the director of the Art Department of Yuntian Museum, Professor Qin Taoyue."

Zhou Dongliang was also surprised when he heard this, and then remembered.

"Oh! So it's Professor Qin, I remember you!" Zhou Dongliang quickly stood up and shook hands with the other party.

When he donated the original Taibai work, he met this professor Qin Taoyue.

"Professor Qin, come, take a look, who is real and who is fake in these two paintings?" Zhou Dongliang handed over the "Mountain and Moon Picture" in his hand.

Qian Lingzhi also stood up, unfolded his painting, and said, "Professor Qin, please make a fair judgment!"

This painting of his had been appraised by someone, and it was confirmed to be authentic, so naturally he did not panic.

Qin Taoyue nodded slightly, and a student at the side handed him a small bag.

I saw that the old man brought reading glasses and a professional magnifying glass, and carefully read "Mountain and Moon Picture" for a long time, and he was also amazed.

"Okay, okay." After a long while, Qin Taoyue smiled slightly, and then said: "This picture of mountains and moons has a profound artistic conception and exquisite composition. It is indeed from Tang Yin's hand."

"If this painting is auctioned, it may be worth close to 2000 million." Qin Taoyue said again.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Dongliang was immediately overjoyed. He couldn't help but straighten up a little, and proudly looked at Boss Qian beside him.

Boss Qian suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Professor Qin, please take a look at ours."

Qin Taoyue was not in a hurry, and looked at it carefully again. After a while, she said: "This painting has a smooth and natural composition, with appropriate shades. It looks like it should be an authentic work."

"However, even if it is true, the value is quite different. At most, it is only worth 300 million." Qin Taoyue added.

Hearing this, the corner of Qian Lingzhi's mouth twitched involuntarily.

He spent 500 million for this painting, but he lost 200 million in the end?

Fortunately, at least it is true!

"Little friend, I seem to have heard you say that one of these two paintings is fake? I must have heard correctly, right?" At this moment, Professor Qin suddenly asked curiously.

Hearing this, Lin Han smiled and said, "Professor Qin, you want to test me."

When Professor Qin talked about "Mountain and Moon Picture" before, he said "really", but when it came to Qian Lingzhi, it became "should". Others couldn't hear it, but he could understand it.

"So, my friend should think that this painting is fake?" Qin Taoyue chuckled and asked, pointing to Qian Lingzhi's painting.

When Qian Lingzhi heard this, he hurriedly said to Lin Han: "Yes, you are talking nonsense, even Professor Qin has spoken, you have to apologize to me!"

"Do you really think that Professor Qin didn't see it?" Lin Han glanced at Qian Lingzhi, and said disdainfully, "He is just saving face for you, old man!"

Qian Lingzhi's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Tell me a reason!"

"It's too simple." Lin Han chuckled and said, "Because this painting of yours is a fake made by Xu Jing, a fan of Tang Yin."

As soon as these words were said, Qin Taoyue frowned, and looked carefully at Lin Han in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Qian Lingzhi widened his eyes and said, "What evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?" Lin Han chuckled and said, "This painting itself is evidence."

As Lin Han said, he picked up tea from the side and poured it directly on the painting.

"What are you doing?" Qian Lingzhi turned pale with shock.

Lin Han looked indifferent, pointed to the painting, and said lightly: "Look carefully!"

At this time, after the painting was soaked by water, some shadows appeared, and there were some messy traces in it.

On some patterns on one side, some subtle strokes can also be seen.

"This painting originally had Tang Yin's handwriting in it, but it was only a few strokes. The wealthy businessman Xu Jing worshiped Tang Yin, and found someone to make this painting based on Tang Yin's waste manuscript. Forget it, this point is recorded under the signature." Lin Han said indifferently.

Hearing this, Qian Lingzhi also widened his eyes.

He looked at Qin Taoyue as if asking for help.

"I only said it should be true, but I didn't say it was true." Qin Taoyue smiled slightly and said calmly.

One sentence was like a thunderbolt, hitting Boss Qian and his son.

Both of them were pale and their scalps were numb.

More than 500 million, bought a fan fake?

"Old Qian, it doesn't really matter whether it's a real work or a fake, what matters is the junior's intentions, right?" Zhou Dongliang laughed at this moment, and returned what Boss Qian said before!

On the other side, Qin Taoyue took out a business card and said, "Little friend, I haven't met you formally yet. I don't know your name. What kind of industry do you work in?"

Lin Han took the business card, handed over his own business card, and said with a smile: "I work in the First Hospital, and I also opened my own medical clinic."

"Little friend is a doctor?" Qin Taoyue was taken aback for a moment. He thought that Lin Han should also be a talent in art research or cultural relics research.

But he quickly came to his senses and said seriously: "If you are interested, little friend, you can come to our Art Research Department as a guest often."

"Definitely, definitely." Lin Han chuckled and sent Qin Taoyue back to the table.

(End of this chapter)