I'm picking up trash in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds

Chapter 94 A Slap in the Face

Two staff members wearing gloves slowly unfolded it, and the antique scroll appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as this painting came out, there was a lot of exclamation.

The scroll is two meters long, and the scene depicted is a bustling market.

There is a taste of a reduced version of Qingming Riverside Picture.

The structure of the whole painting is compact and full of details, with black ink and yellowed scroll.

Full of charm.

"The starting price of this painting is 1000 million."

The auctioneer raised the wooden hammer in his hand.

"100 million!"

"500 million!"

...

As soon as this painting came out, many collectors began to bid for it, compared to the painting by Lin Feng just now.

This seemingly old painting also has a high collection value.

"2000 million!"

Qian Huaisong raised his hand and shouted.

"Hehe, this is a treasure. There is only a picture of a bustling market in my collection of paintings."

"Looking at the appearance of this painting, it is probably hundreds of years old. It is perfect in my collection cabinet!"

Cang Yun also nodded one after another.

Full of affirmation for this painting.

It's just that it already has the market map, since my friend likes it so much, I don't want to compete with him.

There were several rounds of bidding in a row.

Qian Huaisong finally bought the painting at a price of 700 million.

Can make this old guy excited.

The things that will be auctioned later are not interesting, so the two old men don't plan to stay any longer.

Lin Feng went to the backstage to get his painting money, Qian Huaisong also paid the money and got his painting.

"Old Man, look quickly, what a wonderful painting!"

Qian Huaisong couldn't wait to unfold the paintings he bought.

Lin Feng and Cang Yun also stepped forward to observe.

But soon, Lin Feng frowned suddenly.

With a slight movement of consciousness, a golden light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

[Eye of the Sky] is turned on.

This has the god's eye of appraising treasures and seeing everything, and it has played a role.

"The painting is fake."

Lin Feng said.

"Huh? Fake?"

Qian Huaisong was surprised, how did he buy a fake?
"Boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand you. Even if you are talented in painting, you can't question my grandpa's vision!"

Qian Wenzhou stepped forward, "My grandfather and Uncle Cang are both famous collectors in the East China Sea."

"The two have high vision and are admired by everyone."

"Just took a look, and you said this painting is fake, are you questioning my grandpa!"

"Little brother, don't talk nonsense."

Cang Yun also frowned, he looked carefully at the painting but didn't see anything intriguing about it.

"We do collections, and the most taboo is for someone to say that the collection is fake."

"If you're mistaken, we'll pretend it never happened, and don't talk nonsense next time."

Lin Feng shook his head: "But this painting is really fake, I don't need to say this to anger Mr. Qian."

"You fart!"

Qian Wenzhou scolded Lin Feng angrily: "You are just jealous that this painting sells for a higher price than yours!"

"Where do you think he is fake? Antique, yellow and pure paper, what qualifications do you have to judge?"

"Pretend to understand when you don't understand, I don't know where you copied that painting of yours from!"

Lin Feng glanced at him, said nothing, then took a step forward and took the painting directly from Qian Huaisong's hand.

tear.

When the two big hands pulled, the whole painting was directly torn in half.

"what are you doing!"

Qian Wenzhou took a step forward and was about to swing his fist.

This kid must have been found out, and then he couldn't stand up, and wanted to destroy the evidence!

"Wenzhou! Don't do anything!"

Qian Huaisong's face was also a little cold, and he tore up the things he had spent tens of millions to buy, although he didn't know why Lin Feng was doing it.

But there must always be an explanation.

"Little brother, how do you know that this painting is fake?"

"Brother, why are you so impulsive?"

Cang Yun also became nervous.

He didn't even see any clues about this painting, and it is understandable for Lin Feng to look away at such a young age.

It's just that if you say tear it up, you can tear it up. If there is no explanation, it will be difficult to end.

"Look, in the middle of this painting, the interlayer is made of man-made fibers."

Lin Feng tore a hole in the center of the canvas, exposing the white part inside:

"And this kind of man-made fiber belongs to modern technology, how could it have existed hundreds of years ago."

"This kind of fiber is made into paper, and then processed with a special potion, it can achieve the effect of being old."

"So this drawing paper is not naturally old for hundreds of years, but man-made."

"Although the painting on it is very well reproduced, it can indeed be faked, but the drawing paper is still lacking."

"The middle is not saturated with potion, this is already the best evidence."

After Lin Feng made a statement, several people were dumbfounded.

But this white paper that has not been soaked through is enough to explain everything.

Looking at the modern craftsmanship in front of me.

Both Mr. Qian and Qian Wenzhou's complexions were not very good-looking.

former.

Because of his lack of skill, he bought fakes, and he collected a pair of pirated paintings, which didn't make any sense.

As for the latter, just after laughing at Lin Feng for not understanding anything, it was revealed that the painting was fake in a blink of an eye.

It really made him lose face.

"Old money, you will learn a lot from a pit."

Cang Yun was at the side trying to smooth things over: "Take this painting as a lesson."

"I don't know which black-hearted guy is making this kind of fake painting to sell black money. If I know, he will definitely not let him live in peace!"

"That's all."

Qian Huaisong let out a long sigh: "I'd better consider myself unlucky."

"I was mistaken, but I didn't see the clue of this painting."

Then Mr. Qian raised his eyes and looked at Lin Feng with interest.

"Unexpectedly, the little brother actually has the ability to distinguish paintings and treasures."

"It's true that a hero is born in a young age. If you can do so much at such a young age, you will have a bright future."

Lin Feng laughed and said: "Senior, you are serious, I just know a little bit."

"Come on, don't be humble."

Cang Yun patted Lin Feng on the shoulder: "We two old men are ashamed of ourselves."

"We like you very much."

Seeing this scene, Qian Wenzhou gritted his teeth with hatred.

It's really a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, this Lin Feng is really lucky, this kind of thing unexpectedly happened to him.

Instead, she pretended to be aggressive in front of her grandpa.

He was also severely slapped in the face.

hateful!

"That's it, I still have some things to deal with when I go back, so I won't play with you guys,"

Qian Huaisong looked at the painting that had been broken into two sections, feeling a little pity in his heart.

However, once the items in the obsidian auction house are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged, so this time it is all due to tuition fees.

"I must treat my little brother to have a good drink some other day!"

Although he lost a painting, Qian Huaisong got three black treasures from Lin Feng.

This thing is rare.

It is far more valuable than that painting, so his mood is still very beautiful.

"Then I'll go first, old man, remember to bring the little brother to my teahouse tomorrow."

"I let my grandson and little brother have a good fight!"

"I'm already looking forward to it, I don't know if the little brother can surprise me."

After Qian Huaisong finished speaking, he got into his extended Lincoln.

Cang Yun and Lin Feng also went back to their respective homes.

"Yo, I'm back."

When Lin Feng arrived home, it was already dark. Chen Yuxin, Wu Qing, and Daimei were busy in the kitchen.

The little girl Lin Yingying was also helping.

(End of this chapter)