While Jiang Yuan and the others were still in shock, Shi Feng had already entered the depths of the Antique Market. Along the way, he had seen many strange things.
However, although most of these famous antiques were real, they had already been priced, so it was unlikely for them to make money in a short period of time.
This was because the system's price tag was not much different from the market price.
Shi Feng, who was used to making quick money, naturally did not fancy these antiques.
"Hmm? There's an auction here?"
Unknowingly, Shi Feng had arrived at a small auction house.
The shops here were all open. Anyone could come in and visit, but they could not disturb other people's business.
Shi Feng sat silently in the last row. At this moment, on the stage, the host was auctioning a porcelain bottle from the Yongzheng period.
As the saying goes, the rarer an item is, the more valuable it is. The more prosperous the era, the more antiques would survive. The market price was not too high. On the contrary, those dynasties did not exist for long, and the market price of antiques left behind was ridiculously high.
For example, this porcelain bottle from the Yongzheng period in front of him. Because Yongzheng's reign was too short, there were not many antiques with the mark of that era. Just one porcelain bottle was auctioned for five million!
"Five million going once!"
"Five million going twice!"
"Five million going thrice!"
"Alright, deal!"
As the auctioneer's hammer fell, this antique was bought by a Boss Zheng at the price of five million.
However, Shi Feng shook his head helplessly.
Although this antique was real, the market price was only about three million yuan. This Boss Zheng had clearly fallen into the opponent's trap. Under the constant bidding, he had accidentally taken the bid at a premium.
Moreover, the price of Qing Dynasty antiques had not increased much in the past two years. It would be difficult to sell this antique at a high price.
"Alright, next up, we will be presenting an ancient painting. I believe that everyone will be very interested!”
While they were still in a daze, they saw two waiters carrying a tray to the stage. The sexy and graceful female auctioneer took off the red silk on it, and an ancient painting was slowly opened by her, presenting it in front of everyone.
As soon as the painting appeared, exclamations of surprise immediately sounded from all around.
"This is…bamboo? Could it be the work of Zheng Banqiao, one of the famous Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou?”
"Zheng Banqiao's Orchid Bamboo Painting? If that was the case, then it was a treasure!”
"I've finally opened my eyes today. I didn't expect to encounter such a treasure here!”
The discussions rose and fell, and everyone seemed very excited.
Because in the past two years, the price of Zheng Banqiao's paintings had been rising continuously. They were rare items that the bosses invested in and collected.
Even Shi Feng, who was sitting at the back, could not help but be stunned.
Because the price of this masterpiece also appeared in his mind: 50 million!
While he was stunned, the beautiful auctioneer smiled and introduced,
"My dear bosses, you are really smart. That's right, this painting is the last work of the famous painter Zheng Banqiao, the Painting of Bamboo and Orchid.”
"Among the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou in the Qing Dynasty, Zheng Banqiao was the most famous. He is good at poetry, calligraphy and painting. He likes to play with mountains and rivers. He likes to paint bamboo, orchid and stone most. He is cold and lively.”
"His calligraphy is six-and-a-half books, and half of them are official script and regular script. His status in the history of painting and his influence in later generations are second to none!”
The beautiful auctioneer's pleasant voice sounded. These were some detailed introductions about Zheng Banqiao and his works. For the bosses present, they had heard a little.
"Alright, I'm sure everyone has some understanding of Zheng Banqiao. Let's not talk too much and get straight to the point!”
After the beautiful auctioneer gave a simple introduction, she invited an old gentleman onto the platform.
"This is the collector of our painting, Mr. Lin. His auction price starts at five million!”
"Five million…"
Everyone gasped. The price of this painting started at five million, which was much more expensive than the porcelain bottle just now.
However, someone immediately said,
"Zheng Banqiao's masterpieces are basically priced between 10 million to 50 million. This price is very normal!”
Everyone could not help but nod their heads. Although it was starting at five million, the price would be higher when the auction started.
"Alright, now, let's invite Mr. Sun Jiankun, the ancient painting expert, to give everyone an evaluation and analysis!”
The beautiful auctioneer smiled elegantly and invited the old man to a seat at the side. Another old man also walked to the booth with a walking stick.
Sun Jiankun himself was a famous landscape painter. Because he studied ancient paintings all year round, he had a lot of prestige in this area. Especially ancient paintings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they were almost no problem for him.
Sun Jiankun was holding a magnifying glass and started to observe the ancient painting.
At first, his eyes lit up, but then he frowned and did not say anything. His expression was very complicated.
Finally, he put down the magnifying glass, took a deep breath, and looked at everyone.
"This painting is more complicated!"
He glanced at the collector and said in a deep voice,
"This painting is real, but it's also not real.”
"This? What do you mean?"
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned. Even the collector could not help but frown and say excitedly,
"Elder Sun, what do you mean? This painting has been passed down from generation to generation in our Lin family. It can't be fake!”
Elder Lin's face darkened.
If not for the fact that their Lin family had encountered some problems in their business, he would definitely not have auctioned off the treasure that the ancestor had passed down.
However, he never expected that this painting would be evaluated by Sun Jiankun in such a way.
"Elder Lin, please calm down and listen to me!”
Sun Jiankun smiled and continued to analyze,
"This painting was indeed painted by Zheng Banqiao. The reason why I said he was real was because the main part of the painting was painted by Zheng Banqiao!”
At this point, he changed the topic. Under everyone's puzzled gazes, he continued,
"The reason why I say he isn't real is because the paper used for this painting isn't from Zheng Banqiao's era. It must have been damaged later and restored by someone.”
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The preservation and inheritance of antiques were indeed very dangerous. After all, there had been many upheavals in the history of China, and these treasures were very fragile in times of chaos. This was also the reason why antiques were so valuable.
It was not easy for them to survive from ancient times until now!
Sun Jiankun smiled helplessly.
"If I'm not wrong, this should be Zheng Banqiao's masterpiece, the Bamboo Stone Orchid Painting. If the entire painting is complete, it should be worth at least 35 million. Unfortunately, because the other parts were damaged, although they were repaired, the value was about 10 million!”
Sun Jiankun's words were filled with regret.
As an expert in ancient paintings and a master of landscape painting, it was inevitable for him to feel sorry for the famous poet. Zheng Banqiao's posthumous work.
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