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"Can."
Song Haotian had seen this old man on TV before and quite trusted him, so he directly handed over the painting in his hand.
After Peng Yuanshan took it, he took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, put on his gloves, and looked at it carefully.
People around were watching quietly, waiting for Mr. Peng to give the final appraisal result.
After a while, Peng Yuanshan put the magnifying glass back into his pocket and shook his head slightly.
"Young man, the old man has seen your kind deed just now. It is a good thing for people to be kind.
But antiques are antiques and have nothing to do with kindness. I advise you not to proceed with this bet.
This painting is a fake after all, but for the sake of a good imitation, if you are willing to take action, I can offer you 30,000 yuan to help you make up for some losses. "
"Since Mr. Peng said it was a lie, it must be a lie, and this young man will have to pay for it."
"Mr. Peng gave me 30,000 yuan, which is already a good price. Young man, please sell it quickly."
"Young man, listen to Mr. Peng and stop gambling, otherwise you will definitely suffer losses."
Everyone was talking a lot, and some even started to persuade Song Haotian.
Mustache was a little anxious nearby. This was 200,000, but he couldn't afford to offend Peng Yuanshan, and he didn't dare to say anything.
What is unexpected is that Song Haotian shook his head: "Friend, I don't want to sell this painting, so I bother you to do this notarization."
Peng Yuanshan was slightly startled: "Young man, are you sure you want to bet?"
Song Haotian nodded. Zhang Laosan just made his daughter unhappy, so he must be taught a lesson.
Seeing his firm attitude, Peng Yuanshan said: "Okay, I will be the notary public for you.
????????????????? But the ugly thing is ahead, with my old man doing this notarization, no one can deny it once the gambling begins. "
"Mr. Peng, I'm sorry to trouble you."
The mustache looked happy. Peng Yuanshan has always been known for his fairness. With him as the notary, this young man can't deny it even if he wants to.
"What's going on with this young man? Why don't you listen to advice? Mr. Peng said that this painting is worth at most 30,000, but he still wants to bet!"
"I think it was burned because I had too much money. Zhang Laosan has been in the antique industry for so many years, how could he make a mistake?"
"Even if Zhang Laosan loses his sight, Mr. Peng will definitely not lose his sight. This young man is too stubborn and will definitely suffer a big loss"
Hearing the comments around him, Mustache became even more proud.
"Okay, now we can start. Let me see how you can prove that there is a universe in this painting."
Song Haotian handed the ball to Lin Meichen and directly pulled out the scroll on the left.
With a slight exertion of both hands, there was a click and it was broken in the middle. Under the gaze of everyone, another scroll was revealed inside.
I have to say that the workmanship of this scroll is extremely clever. Although it is made of butt joints, it is very strong and there are no flaws.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If Song Haotian had not the power of his mind to see through, ordinary people would not be able to discover that there is anything within them, even if they observe carefully, which is also the reason why Peng Yuanshan and Zhang Laosan made mistakes one after another.
"Oh my God, there is something really inside this scroll."
"Is this young man right? There is really a treasure in this painting?"
"But even if there is something, it doesn't mean anything. It depends on whether it is worth the money."
Zhang Laosan was originally confident of winning, but he never dreamed that this would happen.
At this moment, seeing Song Haotian actually taking out another painting from the scroll, his whole heart suddenly lifted.
Song Haotian ignored the comments of others, threw away the broken scroll, and carefully took out the scroll inside.
"Compared with the scroll outside, this scroll is shorter, about 40 centimeters. Because it is rolled together, you can't see what is painted on it.
But judging from the color of the paper, it should be some years old.
"So what if there is a painting hidden inside? It still depends on who painted it. If it is not by a famous artist, it is not worth 50,000 yuan."
Mustache seemed to be talking to Song Haotian, but also seemed to be cheering himself up.
"Mr. Peng, please take a look."
Song Haotian has been in the world of cultivation for 1,000 years, but he is not good at Chinese antiques. It is best to leave the appraisal to Peng Yuanshan.
?????????????????????????? However, this painting scroll has a strong aura, and I guess it is not an ordinary thing.
Peng Yuanshan also had a curious look on his face. He had just looked at the scroll and saw no flaws. Song Haotian's behavior also exceeded his expectations.
He took the painting and slowly unfolded it on the countertop of the antique shop.
The people around were even more curious and looked at the painting together. Even the two little guys opened their eyes wide and concentrated on it.
"I'm so shy, I don't have any clothes on."
"Shame shame, light bare butt!"
When the scroll was unfolded, the two little guys were the first to shout, and the others also made a fuss, obviously shocked by the pictures on the scroll.
It turns out that this painting is an erotic painting, about 1.5 meters long.
The most important thing is that this painting is so vivid that lifelike is not enough to describe it. It makes people feel like they are actually there.
¡°Damn it, this painting is too vivid, it¡¯s like an instant hit in a small island country movie.¡±
"Which great immortal is this? He actually hid erotic paintings here"
"It's over, this young man has lost. Although there is something hidden in it, it is just an erotic painting, and it is not worth much at all"
When Mustache saw that this was an erotic picture, he breathed a sigh of relief. He got 200,000 yuan.
Lin Meichen's cheeks turned red. She had never seen anything like this in so many years, and she quickly hugged the two little guys to her side.
"Oh, Mom, the villain doesn't have any clothes on, I'm so embarrassed."
"Noisn't it cold?"
The two little guys were still full of curiosity, and their words made everyone burst into laughter.
No one noticed that Peng Yuanshan looked excited at this moment, and his hands began to tremble. He took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it carefully again.
???????? People only realized something was wrong with the old man after they had laughed enough. What happened? Could it be that Mr. Peng likes this tune?
"Mr. Peng, if you like to see this, I have many more in my store."
Zhang Laosan leaned over and whispered.
"You know shit."
Peng Yuanshan put away the magnifying glass, looked excited, and swore directly.
"This is Tang Bohu's authentic work, Night Royal Hundred Women. How many can you have in your store? Bring them all out to me."
"ah?"
As soon as Peng Yuanshan¡¯s words came out, everyone present was stunned.
It is said that Tang Bohu was a painter of erotic palaces, but no one has ever seen his authentic paintings. Unexpectedly, he saw them here.
Zhang Laosan was even more confused. Although Peng Yuanshan has not yet given an appraisal price, if a painting is related to Tang Bohu's original work, its value will definitely not be less than one million.
In other words, he lost this bet, and he lost miserably.
Peng Yuanshan stopped paying attention to everyone, turned to Song Haotian and said: "Little brother, can you bear the pain and part with this painting?
As long as you are willing, the old man is willing to bid 20 million. "
Hearing this price, the people around him immediately exploded again.
"Oh my God, 20 million, did I hear it correctly?"
"This young man just bought it for 50,000 yuan, and he made 20 million yuan in the blink of an eye."
"Zhang Laosan is really blind. His life has been in vain. Such a big treasure has slipped away from under his nose. If I just pee and drown myself." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com