Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 235 It seems that you still don't know about those treasures!
"Your grandfather became a whore, yet he wants to set up a chastity archway..."

"Disgusting, so fucking disgusting!"

Gao Jinyang cursed and spat on the ground without grace.

"Fuck you..." Seeing this, Chu Ang was also furious, and said angrily, "My grandfather didn't use counterfeiting methods to seek personal gain!"

"How do you know that he didn't seek personal gain? You really think he is a saint!" Gao Jinyang pointed to Liu Yun and said, "Dragon and Phoenix Bracelet, this is the treasure handed down from my Gao family..."

Chu Ang disdainfully said, "Your father is just an orphan... a fart inheritance baby!"

"You..." Gao Jinyang's forehead was bulging with veins.

"What are you?" Chu Ang scolded, "A knife is a sharp weapon and a plaything. The advantages and disadvantages are only a matter of thought. That Mr. Gao used the skills he learned to make fakes, colluded with foreign countries, and lost my grandfather's face." It's all over!"

"Oh, the anchor wants to fight with someone?"

"Fight and fight!!!"

"Isn't Chu Jialiang that unsung hero? He's the anchor's grandfather?"

"Damn, who cares? Let's just have fun, why don't he care about his grandfather and grandson!"

"Oh yes yes yes, let's fight, it will still be on the headlines tomorrow, maybe we can know what the anchor looks like!"

"Yes, yes, I am more curious about what the anchor looks like than the anchor's grandfather!"

"..."

Gao Jinyang was very imposing, but Chu Ang was not intimidated, he was not at all afraid, not to mention that the other party was his own defeat, just a good boy, Chu Ang didn't take him at all.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Liu Yun quickly persuaded Chu Ang, fearing that the two would fight directly.

Gao Jinyang's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, with a cold light, "Your grandfather touched something that shouldn't be touched, and the Chu family will not have a good life in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Jinyang stopped arguing with Chu Ang, turned around and came back to the "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival", facing everyone, and said in a solemn voice, "Everyone... I want to sell this high imitation "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". Didn't you like it?"

"Have!"

"And I!"

"Count me in!"

Although it is a high imitation, there are more than a dozen people who are willing to collect it.

"..."

Gao Jinyang was very happy, and his bright eyes slowly scanned the audience around, his eyes full of majesty, "In this case, I can do as I please, and follow the rules of Rongbaozhai - on-site auction, the highest bidder wins." , the starting price... 100 million!"

Hearing that the auction price was as high as 100 million, several sellers who wanted to bid immediately smiled wryly, shook their heads, and withdrew from the competition.

However, there are also wealthy buyers who quickly raised their hands to make an offer.

"120 million!"

"200 million!"

"..."

"260 million!"

"300 million!"

Crying prices kept coming and going, and the high imitation "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" pushed Rongbaozhai's warehouse clearance meeting to a small climax, and the final transaction price was as high as more than 700 million.

Pay with one hand, deliver with one hand, and the deal is just like that!
Gao Jinyang nodded in satisfaction, took the bank statement, and deliberately shook it in front of Chu Ang, "Who is the king of counterfeiting? Do you understand now?"

"..."

Even Chu Ang was shocked, a copy made by his grandfather had sold more than 700 million yuan!

"Everyone..."

Gao Jinyang said again, "My Gao Group also does antique business overseas..."

"Our company has rented an office building in Haiding District. For a long time to come, the center of our company's business will be in Huaxia..."

"You can contact our Gao Group for any antique buying or selling transactions!"

"..."

Hearing this, Wei Yuanfeng's expression turned a little ugly.

The antique market in Forty-Nine City has long been saturated, and now the overseas Gao family wants to get a piece of it, and the strong dragon is coming. For Christie's auction house, this is not good news.

"I heard that within the Gao Group, there is a painting of the saint Wu Daozi's "Songzi Tianwang Tu". I wonder if this news is true or not?" Cao Gongzi, who was silent for a long time, suddenly asked.

"..."

One word set off a thousand layers of waves. Hearing Mr. Cao's words, the originally noisy venue suddenly became completely silent, and needles could be heard.

Everyone was shocked, puzzled, and bewildered, with different expressions, but they looked at Gao Jinyang at the same time.

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, draw the "Songzi Tianwang Picture" by the sage Wu Daozi!"

"Yes, it's another national treasure and famous painting!"

"Daoxuan, who had exhausted the wonders of paintings, was summoned by Tang Xuanzong to Chang'an, the capital, to enshrine and serve as a doctor of internal education. He ordered him to "not paint unless there is an edict", a saint of painting, but that is the work of a saint of painting!"

"Just now I went to Baidu to search, and the exotic stories written in "Song Zi Tian Wang Tu", but the people, ghosts, gods, beasts, etc. in the painting are completely Chinese and Taoist. Due to the trend of fusion, the imagery is rich, centering on the birth of Sakyamuni, the worlds of heaven and earth are vivid, the skill is superb, the imagination is strange, and it is dazzling!"

"I heard that "The Picture of Zhong Kui" by Wu Daozi, the sage of painting, can suppress ghosts. I don't know if it's true or not!"

"Such a drag? Can Hu Bayi bravely enter the Kunlun insect valley with this picture (picking his nose)"

"It can't be an imitation!"

"Maybe it's true, just like "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"!"

The netizens in the live broadcast room had their brains wide open.

"..."

Chu Ang raised his eyebrows. He remembered that his mother had heard about this painting, and his grandfather had also appraised it back then, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.

Gao Jinyang scanned every corner with his sharp eyes, appearing calm and cautious, "Young Master Cao...you really have great powers!"

It seems a very casual answer, but this can be regarded as an answer to Mr. Cao's question.

Mr. Cao frowned deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I remember that the real "Songzi Tianwang Tu" is in the National Museum of Dongying, so your company's copy is also like the "Qingming Shanghe Tu" just now, and it is also a high imitation Right? If that's the case, then it's boring!"

"This... forgive me for not being able to tell the truth!" Gao Jinyang had a wicked smile on his face, "But... please don't underestimate our Gao family!"

"..."

Hearing this, Mr. Cao's eyes flashed a strange color.

"If you want antiques... you can call me anytime!" Gao Jinyang took out a stack of business cards from his pocket and distributed them to everyone.

When it came to Chu Ang, Gao Jinyang lowered his voice, "The treasures left by your grandfather... Actually, we can cooperate!"

Chu Ang was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, not to mention that he didn't know the whereabouts of the third batch of national treasures, even if he knew, he would definitely not cooperate with the Gao Group.

Who are the Gao family?

Fake background!

What about black means?
Cooperating with the Gao family is undoubtedly seeking skin from a tiger!
"..."

"It seems that you don't know about those treasures yet!" Gao Jinyang took a deep look at Chu Ang.

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ps: Is there a partial picture of "Song Zi Tian Wang Tu" at the starting point?

　Those who have money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market. Please, it’s not easy to let the word ant, let’s sigh on the street
　　
　
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