Wen Yiming nodded and sighed secretly, what is a rich man?

The Huanghuali Furniture in the Hall is at least 100 million!

Several calligraphy works are worth 200 million!

More than a dozen famous inkstones, the white porcelain pen washing of Ding Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the celadon pen mountain of Longquan Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty, another one hundred million!

Add to the scattered works of famous artists, fine works of study, and a study room of 500 million!

Ling Tiancheng sighed: "This is not counting the red wine in the underground wine cellar. No one knows how much it is! Just the three bottles we drink today, each of which is the best vintage product of the top winery, with a market price of at least tens of thousands. If Lao Hu had not invested in the winery, you wouldn't be able to buy it even if you had money, you wouldn't want it!"

Wen Yiming looked at Ling Tiancheng holding the whole box of red wine, and his expression was very helpless.

Before leaving, Hu Jianmin took out a whole box of Lafite Manor red wine and insisted that Wen Yiming take it back to taste it. He didn't want it very much, but after all, he had a short hand, but Ling Tiancheng took it directly, for fear that the other party would regret it, so he pulled himself into the car and ran away.

"Uncle Ling, your eating habits are too ugly, right?"

Ling Tiancheng's old face turned red and said righteously: "What do you know? This is called beating a rich man!"

"These good wines are also a favorite thing for Hu Jianmin. I will give you one less bottle of treasure. If Jingxin Xiang hadn't been too magical and shocked him very much, would you think he would be willing to give it to us?"

"This is called the letter of fame, which is considered to be Jingxinxiang's deposit, in order to make you feel embarrassed and win people's hearts!"

Ling Tiancheng patted Wen Yiming's shoulder and pretended to be deep and said, "You are too young! Study hard in the future. Wine is not a good thing. Let's do this. Take two bottles and save the rest of the uncle for you!"

Wen Yiming was also drunk when he looked at Ling Tiancheng's shameless expression! He is worthy of being the owner of an auction house. Anyone who dies can be said to be alive. Forget it, just be filial to the elders.

He suddenly remembered something and asked, "How to deal with Zheng Banqiao's calligraphy? Am I talking too much?"

Ling Tiancheng waved his hand, took out his hand roll, and chuckled, "It can be considered as if he was unintentionally planting willows and willows. Your words are to force Fatty Fei to the cliff!"

"In recent years, he has been very close to Qian Wenbo. The goods he has been sold through Wenbo auctions, and there are many tricks. We are enemies and not friends. Today we happened to meet this opportunity. Humph, if it is a fake, it will definitely be enough for that fat man to drink a pot!"

Ling Tiancheng became happier the more he spoke. Wen Yiming was really a blessing in the Ling family. Today, he not only successfully won over Hu Jianmin, a big collector, but also got the best handle to attack the enemy, killing two birds with one stone and killing two birds with one stone!

"I'll go back and find an expert to identify it as soon as possible. How confident are you?"

Wen Yiming thought for a while and reminded: "The main reason is that there are flaws in the ink. Isn't there high technology now, and can I identify the specific year?"

"Well, this is also a road!" Ling Tiancheng nodded in agreement and said, "The antique identification cannot be missed. Even if it is 99% true and 1% false, it is a fatal injury!"

"I'll go back and get an appraisal right away, and do a two-pronged approach. But Fatty Fei would never dare to use fake goods to deceive Hu Jianmin. As long as possible, he might even slap him. He thought it was the original work and was excited to ask Hu Jianmin for credit."

"Old Hu is not a person who suffers a loss. He loves face the most. If he is a high-quality imitation, he will definitely release news. Then I see how Fatty Fei gained a foothold in the circle?"

"Hahaha……"

Wen Yiming shook his head and sighed that he would always return it!

However, there is also good news. I became friends with Hu Jianmin, and I would like to have a long-term relationship in the future to develop a big connection. Moreover, if the other party wants to calm down and start a relationship to collect spices, it can also solve the urgent problem.

Ling Tiancheng saw Wen Yiming's thoughts and smiled and said, "Jingxin Xiang is a treasure. I also searched for the century-old old material for red sandalwood through relationships. Once it is delivered to you immediately, the more good things this kind of good thing will be, and there will be no loss for any amount!"

The driver drove Wen Yiming to his home, then Ling Tiancheng left, Wen Yiming returned home, took a shower, and the red wine had a strong stamina, and now he was a little dizzy, so he fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, he was about to go out and received a call from Ling Tiancheng, saying that the driver was waiting at the door and asked him to go to Tiancheng auction first, and there was something big.

When he arrived at a building in the business district in the city center, Tiancheng auctioned the bag two floors. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Ling Tiancheng pulled it directly into the office. Several people gathered around the calligraphy hand scroll and talked a lot.

"Come on, let me introduce it, this is Yiming!"

Then he pulled Wen Yiming, pointed at several old men and introduced: "Old Ding, Mr. Hu, that is Mr. Zhang, Tiancheng's appraisal expert, they are all his own people!"

Before Wen Yiming could say hello, Mr. Ding, who was in his early sixties, walked over a few steps, grabbed him and came to the table, and asked straight to the point: "Young friend Wen, you have to be polite. Do you think there is something wrong with this Zheng Banqiao seal?"

"this……"

Wen Yiming looked at several faces full of expectations and felt a little embarrassed. The other party was all a senior appraisal. He was definitely not an ordinary person who could be in the Ling family. He was just a fledgling man, and he had some words...

"Say it as soon as possible!"

Ling Tiancheng nodded and encouraged: "The three are all friends of the old man. The antiques are profound and profound. They are professional, regardless of age, whoever makes sense will listen to whoever makes sense!"

"Since that's the case, I'll talk about it!"

Wen Yiming nodded and said, "I don't understand the brushwork, but ink is one of the incense genres, and I have some experience. Everyone should know that the eight treasure ink is a history of more than 300 years. During the Kangxi period, Zhangzhou Lihuazhai Wei Chang'an selected eight precious raw materials such as musk, pearls, monkey and dates, agate, coral, gold foil, plum slices, and amber. They were ground into powder, added with aged oil, magenta, and mugwort, and were made by careful ingredients, scientific processing and other special processes."

He pointed to the dark red ink and said with whisper: "Eight treasures are a treasure that Chinese and foreign calligraphers and painters love. He enjoys the praise of "printing paper makes peach blossoms look like a smile, bells and red bells and ink rhymes increase their brilliance". There are six levels: special tributes, first-class tributes, tributes, top-class, treasures, and top-class."

"Its color is vermilion red, bright and eye-catching; delicate and thick, with a fragrant smell; it does not condense in winter, does not release in summer, does not release in summer, does not dry, does not dry, does not mold in rain, and does not fade; the marks are clear and will never fade."

"In theory, Zheng Banqiao was an official and pursued perfection as a famous artist. This is another rare long scroll of calligraphy. Even if you don't use the top-grade eight-treasure ink paste, medium-grade ink paste should not be a problem, right?"

"But everyone sees that the color of this ink is dark and the edges of the seal are slightly blurred. The most important thing is the smell, which is more spicy and not fragrant. It is definitely not the quality that a good ink should have!"

"Can it be Zheng Banqiao's trouble back then?" Mr. Zhang hesitated and asked, "I see that this hand scroll is definitely made by famous artists, will it?"

"Won't!"

Ding Laoyi waved his hand and retorted: "Yiming is right. Zheng Banqiao has been in trouble. He has had a hard time living a hard life. But as a literati, especially a literati who has a strong pursuit like him, he can make up for anything and his works will never be careless!"

"What's more, the year when you sign it should be his official position in Jiangnan. His living standards will not be too bad, and ink paste is not a very valuable item. According to my experience, all famous artists and exquisite and attentive works are made of top-quality eight-treasure ink paste, without exception!"

Mr. Ding should be proficient in calligraphy and painting appraisal. After saying that, several people nodded in agreement. The old man looked at Wen Yiming and asked, "Please continue with me!"
Chapter completed!