The all-around master of the beautiful president

Chapter 115 Have you heard of Bigao Qi?

Zhuang Bifan didn't speak anymore, he was not in a hurry to choose, but wandered around in front of the booth.

Although Qin Yu didn't look very old, and just bought a broken tea pot, he was afraid that something might happen.

If this Qin Yu is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, his previous foreshadowing will be completely useless.

So he had to choose carefully.

After about ten minutes, six objects were selected and placed in the middle of the road.

A wooden box, a porcelain bottle, a teacup, a clay pot, a pair of calligraphy and painting, and a string of wenwan bracelets.

Don't look at things that are not big, but each one has been carefully selected.

There are some things that even a real master has to pay attention to, let alone a brat like Qin Yu.

"Young man, it's still too late for you to admit defeat." Zhuang Bifan stroked his white beard, obviously looking like he was sure of winning.

Qin Yu didn't answer, and picked up the pot directly, "Really..."

Zhuang Bifan couldn't help laughing, showing a fake at the beginning, how can you win?
But before he could taunt, Qin Yu threw the clay pot to the ground, "It really should be thrown!"

"You—" Zhuang Bifan trembled from anger.

The people around couldn't help but said: "This kid obviously fell when he saw Master Zhuang laughing!"

"That's right, I can see it. He originally wanted to say it was true, but when he saw the master smiled, he said it was false!"

"It's basically based on the master's expression to judge whether it's true or false, there's no real ability at all!"

Qin Yu looked at the livid Zhuang Bifan with a smile on his face, "Do you think so too?"

"Hmph!" Zhuang Bifan flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "My Zhuang is too happy, this is your win!"

"Do you really think I'm judging the authenticity by looking at your expression?" Qin Yu smiled and pointed to the shards of pottery pot on the ground and said, "This pottery pot was fired using a method similar to Tang Sancai. It's hard to tell whether it's true or not, and the pictures of ladies painted on it are also in line with the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty, but..."

Qin Yu changed the subject, "Tell me, why do the pictures of ladies on pottery pots in the Tang Dynasty show women in jacket skirts instead of the jacket skirts that were most popular in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Of course, you can explain that the costumes of the Tang Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty are similar, but for the Tang skirts, which were trendy at the time, the shy beauty of the Ming skirts would never appear!"

Qin Yu looked around the crowd, "Dare to ask, do people still think that I judge the authenticity based on his smile?"

Not only were the crowd speechless, even Zhuang Bifan looked at Qin Yu in surprise.

Because the reason Qin Yu said was exactly the standard he thought it was a fake!
You must know that in the antique business, there are quite a few people who understand the characteristics of dynasties, but there are not many who understand the differences in clothing.

This is exactly the method he used to confuse Qin Yu. He didn't expect that the other party could tell the truth from the fake just by looking at it.

"Have some skills, continue!"

This is nothing more than a crooked attack. I don't believe that you can get everything right.

"Whoa-"

Qin Yu threw the porcelain bottle to the ground again, followed by the teacup.

"Crack-"

Even the Wenwan bracelet and the small wooden box were crushed by Qin Yu's foot. In the end, he slowly picked up the only oil painting, but he didn't move any more.

Seeing this, Zhuang Bifan's face was ashen, he took a deep breath, "You win—"

But before he could finish speaking, Qin Yu actually drew up a sword formula and cut the oil painting in half horizontally, "This... is also a fake!"

Fake?This is the only genuine one among the six antiques!
Zhuang Bifan, who was originally desperate, had a smile on his face again.

This kid has an eye!

For Zhuang Bifan, Qin Yu's eye-opening is definitely a matter for the rest of his life.

If Qin Yu wins, it's not a big deal to buy one thing, but the key is that it will shake his status as a god-like master.

When Qin Yu speaks again to expose himself, I am afraid that many people will be shaken.

As for Qin Yu's eyesight...he has no worries at all!

Moreover, he could borrow the value of that oil painting to make Qin Yu bleed again!

"You lost, young man! What you just destroyed is the works of Thomas Gainsborough, a painter who can compete with the famous eighteenth-century portrait painter Joshua Reynolds!"

Excitement was written on Zhuang Bifan's face, "Although this painting of the sunset is a painting he made before he became famous, it is not comparable to such masterpieces as the boy in blue and Mrs. Siddons, but if it is put up for auction, it will definitely create dozens of people. The price of [-]!"

"You lost, you lost completely!" Zhuang Bifan said with a proud smile, "Now you not only have to pay the boss 100 million, but also pay me hundreds of thousands!"

"That's right!" Zhuang Bifan slapped his thigh, "You may not be able to raise so much money for a while, but it's okay, you can kneel down and apologize to me first, or take off your clothes and run naked in front of everyone!"

"Yes, kneel down! Run naked!"

"Even if this kid is a rich second generation, he is also a prodigal son, and he will go out after spending a million or hundreds of thousands."

"Master Zhuang is right, he doesn't necessarily have that much money, but kneeling and running naked must be done!"

The crowd started booing again, all of them with happy eyes, as if they saw the execution of the murder of their father and enemy.

"Who said I lost?" Qin Yu's voice was very flat, but it reached everyone's ears in the noisy environment.

Could it be that this kid still has the means to turn things around?

impossible!
Master Zhuang said that the painting is real, this kid must lose!

"Young people, don't struggle anymore." Zhuang Bifan began to pretend again, "It's not easy for you to distinguish five of them. If you study further, maybe one day you can reach my current state."

"However, you are too crazy and arrogant. This is the main reason why you lost!" Zhuang Bifan stroked his long beard, "If you knew some basic manners, today would definitely not be so miserable."

Qin Yu looked at Zhuang Bifan with a smile on his face, "So you think this painting is real?"

Zhuang Bifan felt a little nervous when he was stared at, but he still swore: "Of course, no matter in terms of composition, brushwork or style, it is not difficult to see that it is Gainsborough's painting, and I will never be mistaken!"

He can only be said to be of a certain standard in antiques, better than most, but he is actually quite accomplished in identifying oil paintings.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen this piece of "Sunset" as one of the exam questions. After all, even the masters of appreciating treasures do not have many people who understand this kind of cross-border Western artwork.

"Have you ever heard of the name Bigaoqi?"

The playful smile on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth made Zhuang Bifan feel very uneasy, but in order not to expose himself, he still replied calmly: "I haven't heard of it, does it have nothing to do with the competition between us?"

"It's okay?" Qin Yu's voice suddenly increased, "It's a big deal!"

(End of this chapter)