1628: C1628 Real and Fake

C1628 Real and Fake

What the hillbilly said made some sense, Hong Wenzhong thought to himself. However, how could this fellow be fooled by him?

What laozi brought over was Wen Zhengming's authentic Lotuses Competition Map. Now that the country bumpkin said that it was fake, he even made it sound reasonable and decent, as if it was real.

At this moment, Hong Wenzhong no longer showed that he was very angry.

He had long thought that after the exhibition ended, he would find someone to take care of Tu Badao, who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Therefore, he walked in front of Mao Xiaojun and smiled. He asked, "Mao Xiaojun, right? What you said just now sounded quite reasonable. You said that my family's collection was not authentic. Then, may I ask, where is the authentic Lotuses Competition Map of Wen Zhengming? If you can take out the authentic ___, then what you said previously makes sense. If you can't take out the real ___, then you are talking nonsense!"

In Hong Wenzhong's eyes, this bumpkin in front of him who had lost all his hair, how could he take out the real work of Wen Zhengming, the Lotuses Competition Map.

Furthermore, what his family kept was the authentic work.

Therefore, he was sure that this bumpkin definitely wouldn't be able to take it out.

After Hong Wenzhong finished speaking, the few experts also began discussing.

These experts were all experts who acted according to the circumstances.

Just now, Zhou Hexiang and Zhou Yamei were especially respectful to that country bumpkin, and they had the intention of currying favor with him.

They knew very well in their hearts that this country bumpkin was not simple.

What kind of figures were Zhou Hexiang and Zhou Yamei?

One was a famous big boss in Shanghai, a collector.

The other was an outstanding person among the younger generation in the business world. Zhou Yamei's father was also the leader of the Institute for Drug Research in Shanghai, so he had a lot of connections.

Both of them kept trying to please that country bumpkin, so this guy must have a big background.

On the other side, it was the eldest son of Hong Family, Hong Wenzhong. Hong Family was also a powerful family. Many rich people had some difficult diseases, so they had to seek treatment from them.

Therefore, they didn't want to offend either side.

After the experts finished discussing, someone came out. He said, "What Mr. Jun said just now was quite reasonable. The paintings that had been around for a long time were indeed full of ancient flavors. The paintings that Mr. Hong brought over are indeed filled with an ancient scent. Clearly, they are masterpieces that have been preserved for more than a hundred years."

After the expert finished speaking, he paused for a moment before continuing, "The authentic works that Mr. Jun mentioned are filled with the unique spiritual energy of writers, which is also the ancient aura. This is the first time we have heard of this ancient aura. We don't know what kind of spiritual energy it is. However, Young Master Hong's suggestion just now makes some sense. He wants to prove that the painting on the table is an imitation. The simplest way was to take out the authentic painting. Comparing the two paintings, it's obvious."

In fact, these experts were still partial to Hong Wenzhong.

On the one hand, they had just appraised the paintings that Hong Wenzhong had brought over. They found that the paintings were authentic works of Wen Zhengming.

Now that they had overturned what they had said, not only had they slapped themselves in the face, they had also offended the Hong Family.

Now, they had the same idea as Hong Wenzhong. As long as Mao Xiaojun could produce the real work and compare the two paintings, they would be able to tell who had the real Lotuses Competition Map.

They were certain that Mao Xiaojun did not have the Lotuses Competition Map. Even if he did, he would not bring it with him. After all, it was a famous work worth tens of millions.

The words of the few experts and Hong Wenzhong made the scene awkward.

Zhou Yamei walked to Mao Xiaojun's side and suggested softly, "Little Jun, why don't you say that you have seen an identical painting somewhere else? That's why you determined that Hong Wenzhong's painting is fake. This way, it will be easier to go down the stairs! "

Zhou Yamei also concluded that Mao Xiaojun would not be able to take out the real one. Because she thought that what Hong Wenzhong took out was the authentic work.

She also saw Hong Wenzhong's painting. It was indeed Wen Zhengming's handwriting. No matter how she looked at it, it did not look like an imitation.

"Sister Mei, I really brought the real Lotuses Competition Map. This time, Old Master Shen asked me to participate in Uncle Zhou's private collection exhibition. Before he left, before leaving... He gave me this painting... He asked me to bring it for everyone to take a look. "

When Mao Xiaojun's words came out, Zhou Yamei opened her mouth wide in surprise.2

"Ah! You, you said that the Lotuses Competition Map was really in Old Master Shen's hands? You brought it today? "

" Mm! I'll take it out now and let everyone have a look. "

After saying that, Mao Xiaojun took out a scroll painting from his backpack.

Zhou Hexiang saw that Mao Xiaojun was about to show Old Master Shen's painting and quickly asked Hong Wenzhong to put away his own painting.

Hong Wenzhong was also puzzled. Where did this stinky country bumpkin get this fake painting from? He even brought it with him.

Hong Wenzhong unwillingly put away the painting. Mao Xiaojun walked to the mahogany table and placed the scroll on it. He slowly opened the painting.

Very quickly, the entire painting appeared in everyone's line of sight.

The uncle and niece of the Zhou Family moved closer to the painting and carefully observed it.

The few experts were the same, their eyes staring fixedly at the Lotuses Competition Map that Mao Xiaojun brought.

They discovered that Mao Xiaojun's painting had an even more ancient flavor compared to Hong Wenzhong's painting just now.

Some of the details were even more vivid, as if the things in the painting were alive.

The lake water on the painting seemed to be flowing slowly. If one took a closer look, the feeling of flowing would disappear.

Which painting was Wen Zhengming's handwriting?

At this moment, everyone was in a dilemma.

In fact, Hong Wenzhong had been standing at the side and stealing a glance at the painting the hillbilly had brought over. He felt that the painting of the hillbilly was more like a real one.

The scenery on the painting was even more vivid and lifelike than the one that they had collected at home.

However, he could not admit that the painting of the hillbilly was more spiritual.

After looking at it for a while, Mao Xiaojun asked the specialists, "Teachers, you all saw it, right? This painting was collected by Old Master Shen from the Southern Wasteland Group. Which painting is the real one? You should be able to tell, right?"

These people looked down on him just now, and these words were deliberately said by Mao Xiaojun.

Shen Nanfu's name was very famous in the business world, especially his Southern Wasteland Group, which was ranked in the top five among all the large agricultural groups in the country.

Now, he pushed Shen Nanfu out to see how these people who flattered him would reply.

Very quickly, the few experts discussed again.

They gathered together and discussed softly for a while. Someone walked up and said, "Just now, we all saw the painting brought by the eldest son of Hong Family, Mr. Hong Wenzhong. And the painting brought by Mr. Mao Xiaojun. That was because the two paintings looked exactly the same on the surface. Therefore, we are unable to determine which one is the real one."

After he finished speaking, he walked to Zhou Hexiang's side and said," Director Zhou, why don't you call Old Master Shen of Southern Wasteland Group and ask him about the situation? After you ask him about the situation, you can then judge the authenticity of the two paintings. What do you think? "

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