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Chapter 70 Fakes are more valuable

Come first and then arrive. If they decide to buy this painting, then Tang Feng cannot buy this painting, that is called Jiehe. Now, they are sure not to. Tang Feng can buy it, but this guy has not come to the capital in vain and has learned a lot of intelligence. He just waited for the three to leave early.

Tang Feng wanted to buy this painting because these two old men were shocked. Their judgment was reasonable and well-founded. Tang Feng himself also believed that this painting was not the original work of Shi Tao.

Handwriting refers to the traces left by people during writing. Because everyone has different subjective consciousness and objective environment when writing, the characters written by each person have different handwriting, which is difficult for others to imitate. When the handwriting is transformed into seal carving, it will be more difficult to imitate, and the deviation between the imitator and the imitator will be greater.

The young woman called the clerk to take the painting away, and she said, "Old Zhang, Mr. Qian, then let's go?"

"Well, let's go." Amid Tang Feng's secret cheers, the three of them left the calligraphy and painting shop. The clerk who just now was still packing up the painting. Tang Feng asked him: "Sir, how did this painting sell?"

The clerk looked at Tang Feng strangely and asked, "Do you want it?" Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the two old men just now were experts. After seeing it, they had already explained the problem. Moreover, Tang Feng was standing with them just now and would not be unable to hear their conversation.

Tang Feng said: "Then it depends on whether the price is appropriate. This painting is good and most people can't read it when hung at home."

The clerk immediately understood that this guy saw two experts looking at it for a long time before finding the flaws, buying fakes and going home to scare people. He said, "880,000."

Of course, Tang Feng hoped that the price could be lower. He said: "No need to explain this painting clearly. Can it be less?" Nowadays, fakes are bought as real goods in these antique shops, but this is also one of the marketing strategies of this industry. The price is higher, and at least some people will see it. The price is lower, and there are not even people who can see it.

The clerk said sincerely: "I really want to sell it to you cheaper, but this is the price set by our boss, and I can't be this master."

Although Tang Feng's current economic situation is not optimistic, he will lose 2 million in vain if he cannot afford the remaining purchase price in two days, the temptation of this painting is too great. He would rather lose 2 million than take down the painting. He said: "Okay, I won't be embarrassed. I want this painting."

The clerk was polite to Tang Feng on the surface, but secretly disdained the nouveau riche who liked to show off. He knew it was fake, so he wanted to buy it in order to fool people. Tang Feng had no time to guess his thoughts. He took out his bank card and paid the bill, and left with the painting.

On the way home, Tang Feng received a call from Chen Yan, saying that he had something to discuss with him, and now he was waiting for him at the entrance of Lin Muyu's community. It happened that Tang Feng said that he would arrive immediately and hung up the phone. Soon, Tang Feng saw Chen Yan's Alto. He walked to Alto and knocked on the car window. Chen Yan could not have thought that Tang Feng was coming from behind. He rolled the car window and said, "So you are outside."

Tang Feng said: "What's the matter? Is it even a matter of trouble for you to go there in person?"

Chen Yan said, "I happened to go along. I knew you didn't have a car, so I just came here to wait for you. Or talk about the serious business. Are you sure about the auction the day after tomorrow?"

"This is hard to say." Tang Feng shook his head and said, "If you want to say you are not sure, it is more or less a bit. If you want to say you are sure, it is more and more lingering."

Chen Yan said: "The design drawings have been completed and the cleaning work has been completed. They will come to get the decoration fee tomorrow. I mean, should the decoration be carried out later? If the house is not done well, isn't it completely messy?" Chen Yan's concern is reasonable. If the auction price is lower than the purchase price and cannot be obtained for 2 million yuan, the decoration fee will be lost in vain. The decoration must be knocked and hit. At that time, there will be a hole in the east and a hole in the west, and the real estate company will not be allowed to claim compensation.

Tang Feng looked at the painting in his hand and said, "It's absolutely fine. I'll send a million to your account later. The faster the decoration, the better." Tang Feng thought for a while, the quality of the six treasures in the study was there, and no matter how much it was, it wouldn't be unsuccessful. At most, it was just a fund loophole. He was worried about this before, but now with this painting, the problem has been solved. He can pledge the painting for cash.

Chen Yan looked at Tang Feng's confident expression, glanced at the painting in his hand, and asked, "Have you picked up another bargain?"

Tang Feng smiled and said, "It's okay."

"What good thing?" Chen Yan couldn't help but be curious and said to Tang Feng: "Take it out and show it to me."

The two were talking, and Lin Muyu called Tang Feng to go home for dinner. Tang Feng said, "Mu Yu, Chen Yan comes to our house for dinner. I'll buy some wine and food and come back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Feng said to Chen Yan: "Let's go."

"Just forget to eat." Chen Yan said: "You should talk about this painting."

"Hehe." Tang Feng said, "Don't be polite to me. Let's go home first. I'll tell you in detail later. I'll tell you that there are so many names in this painting. If you don't go, I won't tell you in the future."

"Okay, then let's go." Chen Yan couldn't resist Tang Feng, got out of the car and went to buy some wine and food with him, and the two of them returned home together.

After a greeting, the three of them ate and chatted, and the topic was quickly brought to the painting. After listening to Tang Feng's process, Chen Yan asked Tang Feng: "So, the two experts' judgments are not wrong. This painting is a replica of later generations."

Lin Muyu said: "Imitation also depends on the times. Ancient imitations and ancients are still cultural relics until now."

No matter what, as long as the time is stored for a long time, it will have collection value. The most obvious example is the smoke label spark. Sparks are stickers on matchboxes, and cigarette labels are cigarette boxes. At present, the number of smoke label sparks with the least amount in existence has exceeded 10,000 yuan. Although 10,000 yuan is not a big money in modern society, these things used to be standard garbage. Even garbage is like this, let alone finely crafted antique calligraphy and painting.

"Yeah." Tang Feng said while eating: "Mu Yu is right. Imitation of ancient times is indeed valuable, but there is another more important thing. The key is to see who the imitation is."

"This Li Gui is Li Gui, and can he be as good as Li Kui?" Chen Yan said: "No matter how valuable the imitation is, it is not as high as the original one."

"You are wrong." Tang Feng shook his head and said, "There is Li Gui who is better than Li Kui. This high imitation painting is more valuable than the original."

Chen Yan immediately asked Tang Feng: "Who is so awesome?"

Tang Feng said a person's name lightly. When Chen Yan and Lin Muyu heard that they were this person, they nodded together. This person is so awesome.
Chapter completed!
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