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Chapter 145

I paid a hundred yuan

This person is not capable enough, but he can't pretend at all.

This thing fell into Ye's hands, who can get it back?

You are the only son-in-law who comes to the door. Are you worthy?

......

At this moment, the female auctioneer on the stage lit up and found that the atmosphere in the scene was very good.

Then she clapped her hands, and soon someone pushed a tall wooden shelf slowly out from behind the auction table.

"Below is the sixth auction item."

"Our appraiser did not see the authenticity of this thing, but it is said that the origin is very extraordinary. You can come forward to appreciate it and then see if you want to bid..."

Everyone's eyes fell on the wooden shelf, all of whom were curious.

What exactly is it? Even the appraisers at Genting Auction can't be determined to be true or false?

Soon, the answer was revealed, and a paper painting appeared on the shelf.

And the surroundings are covered with tempered glass, which makes people only able to see up close but not touch them.

Seeing this painting, many people gasped and looked in disbelief.

Soon, someone spoke in dismay: "This is Huang Gongwang's "Fuchun Mountain Residence Picture"? How is that possible!?"

"What? This is "Fuchun Mountain Residence" one of the ten famous paintings in the legend!?"

"Isn't this thing lost for many years? How could it be here?"

“What is the starting price of this thing?”

Many people spoke quickly, and there were many antique masters present, and they were shocked and inexplicably at this moment.

The auctioneer smiled and said, "Since you recognize this thing, I will just say it."

"The seller's origin is mysterious. There is no way to prove the authenticity of this painting, and we cannot guarantee the authenticity of it."

"So whether you are willing to bid depends on your own wishes."

"And this painting has no minimum price. You can pay as much as you want, even a hundred yuan."

The auctioneer said this, obviously the painting should be very fake, otherwise they would not have spoken like this.

However, the seller who took this painting should have a good identity.

Otherwise, how could this thing that looks fake appear here?

"If you say that, wouldn't some people really be able to afford auction items?"

"I originally thought he couldn't afford anything!" Su Jian spoke with a sarcastic look on his face.

Ye Hao was too lazy to pay attention to Su Jian. He was shocked slightly at this moment, and the next moment he thought, "This thing is good. I'll pay a hundred yuan and I'll ask for it!"

The auctioneer looked speechless, and I just said that, why did someone really bid?

"Sir, are you sure you want to auction? We will make a statement about this auction item in advance, because our auction house cannot identify the authenticity of it, so it is auctioned without a reserve price."

"So if you can get this auction item, you cannot claim compensation from our Genting Auction House for the authenticity of the matter in the future, nor can you tell any rumors about what I can negatively."

Although the auctioneer looked ugly, he still spoke seriously and conscientiously.

"No problem," Ye Hao smiled, "I think this thing is real. If you can buy it for a hundred yuan, you will definitely make a profit."

"Hahaha... Ye Hao, are you not sick? You actually said this thing is real?"

"Do you know what "Fuchun Mountain Residence" is?"
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