Chapter 72 Imitation?
The fragrance of tea comes from it, sandalwood comes, a stove of meditation incense, and the host and the host return with great pleasure. When they smell the sound of the sound, the relationship between the four people becomes closer and closer. They make an appointment to have time to gather, taste tea and smell the fragrance.
The next morning was the preview of the Cultural Heroes. Wen Yiming came to the exhibition site and spyed on the enemy with Ling Tiancheng. Although the Tiancheng auction was very successful and it became famous. Qian Wenbo was not a fuel-saving lamp. With the support of Kuang, Ling Tiancheng always made him feel as if he was stuck in his throat and couldn't rest assured.
"Today, thank you for taking the time to attend the preview of the Cultural and Blog this year. This is our fifteenth year and it is also the celebration of the fifteenth year. Without saying much nonsense, they are all experts. Good baby can speak by themselves. Please give me more valuable suggestions. I announce the official start of the preview!"
With Qian Wenbo's order, the preview officially began. This time, more than a thousand items were carefully prepared for the anniversary celebration and designed seven or eight categories. There are traditional major items such as porcelain, ancient calligraphy and painting, jade, etc., as well as ancient coins, bronzes, and famous watches, which can be said to be a complete range of categories.
"Let's go first to see porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, especially the blue and white flowers and plum vases on the cover of the Qing Dynasty Qianlong yellow ground, and the Shitao landscape picture on the back cover. Both are rare and heavy objects, and the tens of millions of items."
Ling Tiancheng pulled Wen Yiming to look at the heavy equipment first. The level of the auction house mainly depends on the level and quantity of high-quality heavy equipment. Generally, it is not easy for a small auction house to collect items above one million, because the seller must consider the reputation and strength of the auction house when sending the auction, otherwise the psychological price will not be available and the money will be wasted.
Xiang Tiancheng and Wenbo are both old-fashioned auctions. They have been deeply engaged in the local area for many years and have connections in the circle. Every time, there are tens of millions of items appear, such as this time Qianlong blue and white plum vase and four monks Shi Tao, which is rare.
Many people went for two treasures, and placed two heavy objects in the middle of the exhibition hall. Through the glass display cabinet, many people were talking.
Ling Tiancheng came to the display cabinet and introduced: "The yellow and blue and white porcelain began in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. It was as dignified and beautiful as a blue and white porcelain yellow robe, adding a sense of grace. When Qianlong was even more pampered, he was burned by many of these types of tools in the inner palace."
"This blue and white plum vase has a slightly outward lips, a neck and a lotus pattern on the neck, and a soft and elegant branch on the flowers. It has a bright color and can represent the highest level of yellow-land blue and white porcelain in the Qianlong Dynasty, which is a rare fine product."
Then he came to another display cabinet and looked at the landscape inside. Ling Tiancheng sighed: "This is a treasure!"
"The six kings and four monks in the early Qing Dynasty were the only ones who were the best in the world, especially Shi Tao, who was known as the Bitter Melon Monk, and was a masterpiece of landscapes. There were only a handful of authentic works in the thirty years of history auctioned, no more than twenty!"
"Look at the collection seals of these two Shiqu Baoji, the treasure seals of calligraphy and painting in Qianlong's inner palace, and Zhang Daqian's private appreciation seals, which are inherited in an orderly manner."
"This picture of the late autumn scenery in the catalog is an old collection of the Qing Palace. It is recorded in the second volume of Shiqu Baoji. This is the finale of this game!"
Wen Yiming approached the display cabinet and looked at Shi Tao's original works curiously. Even though he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, he had heard of the famous Bitter Melon Monk.
Suddenly, my nose moved slightly, and a strange smell came, and I frowned, and looked at the painting somewhere with a serious expression, silent.
"Brother Ling?"
Ling Tiancheng looked back and Fatty Fei followed Qian Wenbo and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the boss of Tiancheng came to support him today. Qian is really lucky in his life and shines brightly!"
"Brother Wenbo, you are kind to you, how can I not come to join in the fun of such a grand event?" Ling Tiancheng laughed and saw Fatty Fei, and said with a smile: "Old Fei is here too? I heard you came to Tiancheng to raise a sign the day before yesterday? Why didn't you say hello in advance?"
"Hmph, I, someone, said something lightly, and I dare not bother Boss Ling!"
Fatty Fei snorted coldly, and after several inquiries, he found out that Zheng Banqiao was trapped in Ling Tiancheng's hands. When his enemies met, they were furious.
"You are a guest at home. Brother Ling please let me go. I have to greet others and chat later." Qian Wenbo knew the inside story, pulled Fatty Fei away, walked away and whispered: "Be patient for the time being, Ling Tiancheng is in the limelight now, we can't fight head-on. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"
"Hmph, let's see!" Fatty Fei suppressed his anger and suddenly asked, "Who is the boy next to Ling Tiancheng? Last time he was fighting with me for the rhinoceros horn cup. What's the way?"
Qian Wenbo looked back and whispered: "His name is Wen Yiming. He is Master Yaxiangjuxiang. I don't know where the guy suddenly appeared!"
"The background is very mysterious. Not only is he very close to the Ling family, but he likes Hu Jianmin and Yan Sihai, and he has not found out the details yet."
"Take it seriously?" Fatty Fei took a deep breath and said secretly: "Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise I'll be unlucky again!"
Ling Tiancheng watched the two left and said disdainfully: "The clown jumping and colluding with each other!"
Looking back, Wen Yiming frowned and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Wen Yiming leaned closer and whispered: "This landscape seems to be wrong!"
"What?"
Ling Tiancheng was shocked and lowered his voice and said, "You can't say this nonsense. The cover heavy weapon is generally not allowed to make mistakes after layers of screening, let alone a big occasion like anniversary celebration. How could Qian Wenbo make such a fatal mistake?"
Wen Yiming shook his head and whispered a few words to Ling Tiancheng. The other party pondered for a moment, picked up the phone and called, asking Mr. Ding to come as soon as possible.
Twenty minutes later, Mr. Ding arrived. After listening to Wen Yiming's introduction, Mr. Ding's face was heavy. He came to Shitao's mountains and rivers and carefully identified through the glass.
"Sure enough!"
Mr. Ding looked at the position Wen Yiming said for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "That's right, what the sir said is true, it's indeed a later imitation!"
Ling Tiancheng was overjoyed. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Unexpectedly, his old opponent Qian Wenbo made a huge mistake at the critical moment? It’s really God helping me!
He whispered, "Don't interfere in this matter, let's do it!"
Wen Yiming nodded. Originally, he was not a person in the antique circle and was not suitable to step forward and intervene in the grievances between the two sides. It would be better to watch the show on the side.
"Old Ding, can you be sure?"
Suddenly, Ling Tiancheng increased his voice and his incredible expression on his face instantly attracted the attention of the crowd around him and became the focus of the audience.
"Not bad, nine out of ten!" Old Ding said with a heavy face and confidently: "This picture of autumn evening scene should be a post-image of a famous artist!"
"What? Imitation afterwards!"
"No way? The heavy artifact on the cover is actually a fake?"
"Isn't that Ling Tiancheng? Is his words fake?"
One sentence caused a thousand waves and instantly triggered the audience. Everyone gathered around to watch the fun. Many people knew Ling Tiancheng and Ding Lao and started to discuss.
"Ling Tiancheng, do you dare to be responsible for this?"
Qian Wenbo's face turned pale. When he came closer, he said angrily: "The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year, but he is not at ease! Imitation? What evidence is there!"
After saying that, he turned around to face the onlookers and shouted: "Did you hear that? The boss of the dignified Tiancheng actually questioned my cover lot in public? It's too much to deceive people!"
"Please make the decision. I must give me justice today, otherwise..." Qian Wenbo said with a stern face: "I will never stop until I die!"
"Yes, what evidence do you have?"
"Why do you say that the post-imitation is the post-imitation? Show evidence!"
"You can't leave if you don't explain it clearly, everyone can testify!"
Chapter completed!