A Thousand Mile Dyke Collapses in an Ant Nest!
" This atmosphere…Why do I feel a little scared…"
"Why do I feel like I'm watching a suspense drama?"
"Hey, didn't you guys notice? This fake plot seems to have been seen somewhere before!”
"Oh…I know, I know…Six Eared Macaque!”
“0.0! F * ck! But he didn't say that these two items were fake!”
"You don't even have the basic qualities of a fan! You fake fan! Please scram from Shen Fei's live broadcast room!"
"It's not that we don't believe it, but what right does a streamer have? Even Elder Yuan had to take a magnifying glass and observe carefully in front of him. How could Shen Fei directly determine that the person selling the goods was fake from so far away?”
"That's right! Why?"
……
The same question echoed in everyone's mind.
What right did Shen Fei have to determine that the goods sold were fake?
One could be said to be a lucky hit, but two in a row was a little ridiculous.
After Elder Yuan suggested that the auction should not be auctioned.
This Ming Jiajing blue and white porcelain vase also followed in the footsteps of the previous birthday mirror.
After the auctioneer announced that the auction had failed.
The expressions of everyone in the hall were a little strange, and the venue was unusually quiet.
The auctioneer wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
She had never encountered such a situation in her many years of experience in auctions.
"This is just a little unexpected. We will also conduct a comprehensive inspection of this Ming Blue Flower and will definitely give you a satisfactory answer! Next, let's welcome the third item for sale today, the cursive calligraphy of Mr. Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty!”
"Dong Qi Chang's handwriting?"
Hearing the auctioneer's words, the venue finally regained some liveliness.
Soon, a staff member brought a framed copybook over.
It was revealed to everyone.
The auctioneer composed himself and introduced with a smile,""I'm sure everyone here is familiar with Dong Qi Chang. As the head of the Four Great Families of the late Ming Dynasty, Dong Qi Chang is a master of both painting and calligraphy. After our experts 'appraisal, whether it's the age of the paper or the style of the words, it's without a doubt Dong Qi Chang's authentic work!”
"The size of the copybook is 81*27 cm, and the copybook is stamped with Dong Qi Chang's unique Xuan Zai Seal. The base price is 1.8 million, and each increment must not be less than 100,000!”
Ton, ton, ton...
After the auctioneer finished introducing the items, he announced the start of the auction.
The entire venue was silent.
Everyone stared at each other.
Then, they turned to look at Shen Fei, who was in the backseat.
Elder Yuan also looked over curiously.
Shen Fei stared unblinkingly at the spread copybook on the stage.
"Eh?"
The Eye of Truth operated on its own, but the scene in front of him made Shen Fei somewhat confused.
There were only a few words on the entire copybook, and the seal at the end was glowing. The other areas of the copybook were dark.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Fei let out a thought-provoking sound.
Everyone was curious.
After looking through the entire copybook, Shen Fei realized that everyone's eyes were on him.
"Why are you looking at me? Make a bid!"”
"Um…"
Hearing Shen Fei's words, everyone looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.
F * ck, he had been in the antique world for many years.
He actually had to look at the face of a young man of unknown origin to make a bid.
Emmmm……
"What do you think this copybook is worth?”
Someone asked Shen Fei impatiently.
Shen Fei pondered for a moment and then shook his head helplessly.
"I don't know how to read, so I don't know how much it costs, but there are only four words in this copybook that are Dong Qi Chang's authentic work. Ah, of course, the seal is also authentic!”
As soon as he said this, the entire place was in an uproar.
"Really? What did he mean by only four words were Dong Qichang's authentic work? How could the other words not be written by him?”
"Isn't this too mysterious? You can know so clearly just by looking at it from so far away? Do you really think you're a half-immortal?"
…..
"Grandpa, what does Shen Fei mean?”
Shen Fei's words confused Yuan Xiaoyu.
"Shen Fei? Is he called Shen Fei?"
Elder Yuan muttered when he heard the girl's words.
"Grandpa?"
"What? What did you say?"
Seeing the old man's absent-minded appearance, the young girl could not help but coquettishly say.
"Grandpa, you don't care about me at all! Shen Fei just said that only the four words and the seal were real. What did he mean?”
Hearing the girl's question, the old man's gaze shifted to the copybook in the field.
After thinking for a while, Elder Yuan explained," I guess what this kid means is that this copybook was written by someone else. Dong Qichang himself might have left his handwriting on it, so there shouldn't be a problem if the seal is real!”
"Ghostwriter?"
Hearing the old man's explanation, the middle-aged scholar beside him widened his eyes.
"That's right, ghostwriting is a common occurrence. Dong Qi Chang was too famous at that time, and he was too busy with people asking for his calligraphy, so he naturally hired someone to write for him. Currently, Dong Qi Chang knows of ghostwriters like Zhao Zuo and Seng Ke Xue, and most of them are his disciples. Their styles are very similar to his, so it's hard to tell if you don't pay close attention!”
"Then how could Shen Fei be sure that this was ghostwritten?”
The girl suddenly asked.
Elder Yuan was stunned.
"Who do you want me to ask…"
……
After Shen Fei gave his conclusion.
The auctioneer felt that it was time for him to refute his point of view.
However, he could not bring himself to say it.
After the discussion was fruitless, everyone's gaze fell on Elder Yuan.
The latter bitterly smiled helplessly, knowing that he could not escape this calamity.
He didn't decline and stood up, walking towards the calligraphy scroll.
He took out a magnifying glass and began to appraise it.
Everyone waited patiently for almost half an hour.
Elder Yuan finally stopped what he was doing.
First, he looked at Shen Fei in shock.
Then, he shook his head and didn't say whether it was true or not.
"Sigh, it's a failed auction!"
After that, he walked back to his seat.
"Hiss ~"
This was repeated again and again. No matter how muddle-headed he was, he should know what Elder Yuan meant.
The sound of gasps soon echoed throughout the hall.
Confusion!
Furious!
Shocking!
She really had mixed feelings.
Elder Yuan didn't say it explicitly, but everyone knew that this was another antique that couldn't be identified.
Although it was not confirmed that it was fake, how could such an ambiguous item be brought to the auction stage?
Three pieces in a row!
The reputation that Jiali International Auction House had painstakingly built up over the past 20 years would be left with a huge question mark.
"F * ck? Shen Fei, are you serious?"
"Did he hit the nail on the head again? Isn't this nonsense!"
"Since when did this guy know so much about antiques? Why does it feel like Elder Yuan is just a younger brother in front of him?"
"Don't do that. How can those professional appraisers accept this!”
"Wow, so this guy's main occupation is appraising treasures! So singing is really his hobby?"
"Has Superstar Fei gone far away? Crying…"
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