my luck is on

"Understood! The old man understands everything!"

After a few minutes, Lin Zhiyuan dropped the magnifying glass in his hand and sighed uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yang said pointedly: "Mr. Lin, do you know the authenticity of the two paintings now?"

"Hey……"

Lin Zhiyuan sighed and said, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that this kind of weird fraudulent means could reappear in the world."

"Mr. Lin, Brother Lu, what kind of charades are you playing?" Huang Jianghe looked at the two of them blankly.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Lu is right. The two paintings are indeed fake, but it can also be said that they are all real."

Lin Zhiyuan first said something like a tongue twister, and then explained the reasoning behind it.

Lu Yang said before that it is impossible to have exactly the same calligraphy and painting in the world, and this sentence is not wrong at all.

The two ancient paintings were removed from one painting, and the method used was the long-lost one painting and nine removals.

Of course, the opponent's skills are not yet able to uncover one painting into nine paintings, and can only expose one painting twice.

After the counterfeiter divides the painting into two, by filling in the copying method, two half-true and half-false fakes are grandiosely created.

But a fake is a fake, even if two paintings are peeled off from one painting, there are some differences in them.

The ancient painters paid attention to penetrating through the back of the paper when painting, so that the ink could be soaked into the back of the rice paper in one go after writing.

Since the two paintings are peeled off from one painting, the effect of force penetrating the back of the paper cannot be produced.

In order to confuse the real with the fake, the counterfeiters spend a lot of money to invite masters to copy, fill in the gaps in the painting, and create the illusion that the power is through the back of the paper.

Unfortunately, no matter how the copyists copy, it is still impossible to 100% restore the painting skills and artistic conception of ancient paintings.

Using this as a clue, Lu Yang discovered the difference between the two paintings.

After talking about the inside story, Lin Zhiyuan said angrily: "The famous painting has become a tool for scammers to extort money. It's really outrageous!"

Huang Jianghe slapped the table hard, and said angrily: "These fake liars should be fried!"

Huang Jianghe couldn't help being angry, the famous painting bought for 7000 million yuan turned out to be fake, and it would make people laugh out loud when it was spread out.

"Brother Huang, don't be angry. Although the painting is fake, it's just a detachment from the real painting. It's something that's both real and fake, and it's not a complete fake."

When Lu Yang comforted Huang Jianghe, he looked at Lin Guohan from the corner of his eye from time to time.

There was more and more cold sweat on Lin Guohan's face, and his hands kept shaking, as if he had done something wrong.

"Mr. Lu's identification skills are far superior to this old man. If Mr. Lu hadn't instructed me, this old man would still be in the dark."

Lin Zhiyuan bowed his hands to Lu Yang. Without Lu Yang's guidance, the Lin family's auction house would have smashed its own brand if it auctioned off this painting.

"Father, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Lin Guohan said something abruptly, and left the auction house quickly before Lin Zhiyuan could speak.

"Brother, do you have a way to restore this painting?"

Huang Jianghe thought for a while, if he could restore the two paintings, maybe he could turn bad things into good things.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and he echoed, "Mr. Lu, do you have such abilities? If so, I will pay you as much as you want."

Like Huang Jianghe, Lin Zhiyuan likes antiques from the bottom of his heart, and cannot bear to see old sayings being ruined.

If Lu Yang can combine the two paintings into one, it will be a great thing for both Lin Zhiyuan and Huang Jianghe.

"I'll do my best."

With Lu Yang's current ability, there is no way to combine the two paintings into one, but don't forget, he has a system.

Maybe one day, the system will give him this skill.

Seeing that Lu Yang agreed so quickly, the two thought that he had the ability to restore ancient paintings, so they handed over their respective ancient paintings to Lu Yang, and asked him to combine the paintings into one as soon as possible.

After leaving Lin's auction house, Lu Yang and Huang Jianghe broke up on the street, and drove to a nearby restaurant to fill their stomachs.

"Ah! You... what do you want to do?"

In the hotel box, several hooligans were bullying a waitress.

"Of course I want you to serve us."

The leader was a hooligan in a flowered shirt. He stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said, "You'd better not yell, or you will be the only one to be unlucky."

After finishing speaking, the gangster in the floral shirt smiled triumphantly.

"do not want!"

The waitress was frightened by his words, she pushed the other party away forcefully, and said in a trembling voice: "Aren't you afraid of being punished for bullying people in broad daylight?"

"Sanctions? Haha..."

Hua Shirt laughed proudly and said, "I am Young Master Cao's subordinate, except for him, no one dares to do anything to me!"

The rogue in the floral shirt reported his identity indifferently, and pushed the waitress into a corner little by little, saying: "Beauty, society is very realistic, there are some people you can't mess with, especially big people like me!"

"Dangdang!"

Lu Yang kicked in the door and shouted loudly, "What are you doing?"

Just now, when Lu Yang entered the store and was ordering food, he heard from the waiter that someone was playing hooligans in the private room.

Lu Yang hated this kind of person the most in his life, so he should come here to uphold justice.

The rogue in the floral shirt turned his head and said with a terrified expression, "You are...you are Lu Yang!"

Lu Yang wondered, "You know me?"

Hua Shirt knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and said coldly: "How about getting to know you, even if the king of heaven is here today, I can't spoil my good deeds!"

"Ding! The host is ridiculed, luck value +21!"

"moron."

Lu Yang didn't notice the arrogance of the flower shirt, and lightly swept the subordinates behind him, releasing a terrifying internal pressure.

Lu Yang smiled and said to the waitress: "You should leave quickly, I will take care of this place."

Lu Yang's voice seemed to be a shot in the arm, and the waiter ran towards the door in a hurry.

The hooligan stared at Lu Yang in horror, his legs were trembling constantly.

At the second when Lu Yang looked at them, they felt as if they had walked back and forth dozens of times before the gate of hell, and it was the first time that they felt that death was so close.

"Brothers, let's fight Lu Yang!"

The flowered shirt hooligan yelled.

As the saying goes, when fear reaches a certain limit, people will burst out with extraordinary survival power, just like the principle of a dog jumping over a wall in a hurry.

This is the current situation with the flower shirt hooligan and his men behind him.

Completely losing their minds, they rushed towards Lu Yang, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.

"what!"

The moment he approached Lu Yang, the rogue in the floral shirt clearly saw that Lu Yang easily grabbed one of his wrists.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yang kicked the other person's knee, at the same time dodged the fist that was thrown at him, and hit the person on the bridge of the nose with an elbow.

Lu Yang swung the grappling hand hard, bumping him into the hooligan who was kicked to the knee by him, disabling them both first.