"Fuck! Fifty million is not much, and a poor ghost like me worships it."
Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback and said half-jokingly.
Qu Ming became even more embarrassed, and said, "Don't laugh at me, you don't want to be a wolf if you don't like children. Although I lost 50 million, I have learned a lot of valuable experience, which will help me in my future Taobao."
Ding Zhanpeng felt that he was being abrupt. Qu Mingai's money was his business, and he had no right to interfere. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Do you see that this painting is authentic?"
Qu Ming smiled wryly and said, "Brother Ding, you think highly of me. Studying scrolls requires a certain level of skill. Only some masters of treasure appraisal can see the scrolls created by famous ancient painters like Wu Daozi. Those of us who are of average level Beginners dare not show their ugliness.”
When the two were talking, the picture scroll was also very lively.
A lot of masters who thought they had top-notch treasure-appreciating skills carefully browsed the picture scroll, each expressing their own opinions.
They all believed that the picture scroll was a fake.
The middle-aged fat man's smile remained the same, as if he hadn't been hit.
"Ahem, please make room, let me take a look."
An old man in Tangshan suit came out slowly from the crowd.
The old man smiled and said, "I want to see the picture scroll, can I?"
Everyone exclaimed and said, "Teacher Guo, are you here too?"
"Haha, I don't have any hobbies in my life, but I like to study antique calligraphy and paintings. In the blink of an eye, most of my life has passed, and I hope to encounter peerless masterpieces. It just so happens that I study most of Wu Daozi's documents and works. Xiao Li, give me the picture scroll .”
The old man and the middle-aged fat man had a little friendship and smiled.
"Okay, okay, just wait for Mr. Guo to appreciate it."
The middle-aged fat man was so enthusiastic, his waist was bent, and he held the scroll in both hands.
The old man nodded, held up the scroll, and watched it carefully.
Qu Ming said in a low voice: "Tsk tsk, there is a good show to watch this time. Mr. Guo is the most famous antique collector in Haicheng City. He has a lot of research on antique calligraphy and paintings, and the collection of antique calligraphy and paintings at home adds up to billions. If he is interested in this painting, the fat man will make a lot of money."
The more Ding Zhanpeng listened, the more confused he became, and he said, "This painting is a fake. Anyone else buy it?"
Qu Ming patted his forehead, and patiently explained: "Fakes are also divided into grades. Some famous painters like to copy the works of ancient masters. Just like "Song Zi Destiny Picture" was copied by famous artists in Song Dynasty, adding Wu Daozi's painting style. My own style of painting, the two are fused together, showing another style and essence of painting. Although authentic works are priceless, they are hard to find in the world. In order to obtain good collections, many calligraphy and painting collectors will choose to return and buy some There are works copied by famous painters, so an excellent fake also has a certain value. This is also the main reason why Fatty buys paintings, we are not stupid, and we will not spend money on worthless garbage."
Ding Zhanpeng was enlightened, and finally understood the truth, and said: "So that's it. Fortunately, I don't collect antiques. Just listening to your explanation, I feel a headache. If I were asked to study, I'm afraid I can't stand it in two days."
Qu Ming smiled wryly and said, "Everyone has different interests and hobbies, so it's hard to judge who is good and who is bad. Brother Ding, look quickly, there is some movement."
Ding Zhanpeng took a look, the old man put away the scroll, was silent for a while, and said: "Wu Daozi's paintings have a unique style. He uses light colors in the scorched ink lines, which is known as Wu Zhuang in the world. The lines in the paintings are concise and have a "sparse style". From my perspective, the stripes of this painting are slightly thick, and the color of imitation is rendered between strokes. It is definitely not authentic, but the person who copied this painting has a good foundation, and has his own style and skills. From the level of copying From the looks of it, it’s pretty good. How much did you pay for this painting?”
Fatty realized that the painting was worthless, and was very disappointed. He said, "I bought it from a scholarly family for 30,000 yuan. Although it's not expensive, I'm thinking of trying my luck."
Mr. Guo shook his head and said, "This painting is worth five thousand at most, so you're at a loss. But that's good, as a lesson in attracting. Ahem, you have to understand that calligraphy and painting collections are no better than porcelain and bronze wares. There are many pitfalls, and calligraphy and painting Porcelain and bronze wares are more difficult to distinguish authenticity, which has become a breakthrough point for many scammers. Another point, you should also remember. We collect antique calligraphy and paintings not to resell money, but to really like a certain antique, so we will spend our time Buy and collect. You can easily suffer big losses with this mentality.”
The middle-aged fat man was embarrassed by what he said, but he didn't dare to contradict Mr. Guo, so he could only reply, "Mr. Guo, I understand. Thank you for your teaching."
Mr. Guo nodded with satisfaction, looked around, and said with a smile: "You too, don't have the mentality of picking up leaks. Everyone is not a fool, there are many people who pick up leaks, and there are more scammers selling fake products. Everyone should save some glasses and don't give greedy Blindfolded."
Everyone quickly said yes, it seems that Mr. Guo's reputation and status are very unusual.
Suddenly a person said respectfully: "Old Guo, I bought a piece of porcelain recently, can you help me to identify the authenticity?"
Someone took the lead, and others also booed, hoping that Mr. Guo could help identify it.
Mr. Guo's treasure appraisal skills are extraordinary, one level higher than the top appraisers of some large antique auction houses.
Mr. Guo hummed a few times and said with a smile: "Okay, it's rare that everyone is very interested. Let's study together."
As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the venue immediately heated up, and everyone lined up with antique calligraphy and paintings in their hands for Mr. Guo to appraise.
Some antiques are valuable, and the antique holders are very happy.
Some antiques are worthless, and the holders of the antiques can't wait to smash them on the spot.
There are also people who have taken a fancy to a certain antique and asked to buy it.
Ding Zhanpeng saw it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ming, why don't you go up and buy a collection?"
"This... Aren't I accompanying Big Brother?"
Qu Ming giggled, feeling itchy in his heart. He saw a few good antiques and wanted to buy them too.
However, his main task is to accompany Ding Zhanpeng to enter the upper-class circle, and the task has not been completed yet, if he does other things, he always feels impolite.
Ding Zhanpeng waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not a three-year-old child, so I don't need your company. That's good, let's go pick out antiques together, and buy them if you like them."
Qu Ming was overjoyed, tried his best to restrain his emotions on the surface, and said, "Okay, I will listen to my brother."
The two looked at the various antiques with their eyes and opened their eyes.
Qu Ming took a fancy to two antiques, but chose to give up because they couldn't agree on the price.
However, he will not be discouraged and will continue to look for collections he likes.
Ding Zhanpeng's mental power spread out to detect the concentration of aura contained in various antiques.
I found a strange situation, some very expensive antiques contain a pitiful little aura, but some inconspicuous or even worthless antiques contain more aura.
At this time, Qu Ming walked over, holding a colorful porcelain in his hand, and said helplessly, "Brother, I'm back, and I searched around but couldn't find any good ones, so I finally picked this porcelain."
Ding Zhanpeng glanced at it, there was no aura in it at all, suddenly thought of a possibility, hesitantly asked: "How much did it cost?"
Qu Ming didn't think much about it, and replied, "This is porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. It's not very famous, but I think it's in good condition. It must have come from an expert, so I spent 300,000 yuan to buy it."
"So expensive?"
Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback and said, "I thought it was tens of thousands of yuan."
Qu Ming explained: "The price of authentic ceramics is generally on the high side, and I picked up a cheap one."
Ding Zhanpeng shook his head. To be honest, he felt that this piece of porcelain was fake.
He discovered one thing, the aura on the antiques gradually dissipated with the passage of time, and he deduced from it that the more the aura concentration contained in the antique, the longer the age, and vice versa, the shorter the age.
The porcelain in Qu Ming's hands, he couldn't feel a trace of aura, which proved that it was most likely not an antique.
Ding Zhanpeng thought for a while and asked, "Have you already paid?"
Qu Ming answered truthfully: "We haven't paid any money yet. We trade antiques, unlike the outside trading market where we pay and deliver. Because everyone is well-known in the circle, they don't worry much about money. Besides, the seller and I After meeting several times, he said that he will give money after the treasure appraisal meeting."
Ding Zhanpeng said in a low voice: "Xiao Ming, this antique may be a fake. If you don't give me the money, you can find a way to return it."
He didn't want Qu Ming to suffer, three hundred thousand was not much, but he couldn't lose face after being cheated.
Qu Ming was stunned, and said in a low voice: "Brother, it's not a problem to return it, but why do you say this porcelain is a fake? Don't blame me for offending you. You don't understand antiques. This porcelain is really cheap. I'll resell it." Go out and earn half a million. Although I don't care about half a million, I enjoy buying and selling antiques."
Ding Zhanpeng smiled wryly. He had no way to explain the problem of aura, so he had to say: "If you believe me, just listen to me and return the porcelain. I don't understand antiques, but I know it's a fake. I don't want you to be deceived .”
Qu Ming opened his mouth and fell into deep thought.
If someone else said this to him, he would definitely slap him in the face, but Ding Zhanpeng's status is different. Let's not say that he is his close friend now, and besides, he has something special that ordinary people don't have.
Although he didn't understand why he insisted that the ceramics were fake, he still chose to believe in Ding Zhanpeng.
Qu Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ding, I believe you won't lie to me. I'm going to push the porcelain away."
Ding Zhanpeng smiled and said, "I'll go with you."
Qu Ming nodded, and took the ceramics to find the seller.
The seller was a man in his early thirties with a satchel on his body. When he learned that Qu Ming had come to return the porcelain, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. This panic was seen by Ding Zhanpeng, which made his guess more certain.
The seller's face was a little ugly, and he said: "Young Master Ming, everyone knows the rules of this transaction. The sold porcelain cannot be returned. I am very embarrassed if you do this. If you don't like the price, I can make it cheaper. Everyone is old. Acquaintance, give me some face."
Qu Ming was taken aback and became suspicious.
Before, the seller approached Qu Ming personally and said that he had a piece of porcelain in good condition.
Qu Ming knew a lot about porcelain, and he checked it himself and found that there was no problem with the porcelain.
The seller also sold the porcelain at a low price on the grounds that the two were familiar with each other.
It happened that Qu Ming liked this piece of porcelain, and 300,000 yuan was not expensive, so he bought it without thinking too much.
However, the behavior of the seller at this time made him believe in Ding Zhanpeng's conjecture.
This piece of porcelain was already very cheap, but the seller even lowered the price and played the relationship card.
There is no three hundred taels of silver here, Qu Ming is not stupid, and refused: "No, I suddenly don't like this piece of porcelain. I will return it to you now, and the transaction will be cancelled."
The seller had a bitter face. Qu Ming had a lot of connections. He couldn't force the sale, so he said helplessly, "I understand. Young Master Ming doesn't like this piece of ceramics, and I can't help it. I've taken back the ceramics, and the transaction has been cancelled."