"We sent it for inspection with the most sophisticated instruments. There is no problem with the paper and the signature. This painting is definitely the masterpiece of Tang Bohu."
The scene is comparable to your picture of a beautiful lady."
Luo Tian had to admit this, and he nodded: "There's nothing wrong with the paper, it's almost the same." The paintings had been placed neatly, and the staff walked down. Luo Tian sat in the first row and could see clearly.
Immediately blurted out: "Riding a donkey to return home?! What kind of business does your friend do that he can actually get a donkey to return home?"
"It wasn't stolen or robbed. It was just a leak. He deserved it. I heard it was confirmed to be an authentic work, so he was a little reluctant to put it up for auction. If he hadn't been forced by the situation, he wouldn't have been able to bear it."
"What's the starting price?"
"Ten million is a little lower than yours." In fact, it's not slightly lower, it's a lot lower.
"The scenery of blooming mountain flowers, overlapping mountains, and flowing springs and broken streams. The winding path connects the dangerous bridge in Linliu and the huts in the valley. There are woodcutters carrying firewood across the bridge and scholars riding donkeys home, which expresses
It reflects the literati's reclusive thoughts and interests. Tang Yin's painting brush first came out of Zhou Chen and caught up with Li Tang. Later, it changed from the strong and square scraping to the elegant and elegant hook, and sometimes it was brushed out with a long coat and a short brush. In this painting, the stone cracks
Both the tree trunks and tree trunks are covered with a wet pen center, turning the big ax chop into long strips with water, which are beautiful, smooth, meticulous, and free. It has Tang Yin's unique brush style. From the picture, Zhu Yao wrote "I am happy to hear that the emperor has returned home with a new arrival."
It is inferred from the poem and Tang Yin's own title [Begging for nothing but returning the book] that it should have been painted in the first year of Zhengde (AD 1506) after Tang Yin was defeated, when Tang Yin was thirty-seven years old." Luo Tian also saw the painting just now.
The number floating on the painting surrounded by green soft light is exactly 1506.
"Tang Bohu is a household name, and we have to thank Master Xing." Xie Ming made a rare joke: "The romantic and talented Tang Bohu, Tang Bohu lights up the fragrance of autumn."
"Tang Yin was good at freehand painting of flowers and birds, lively and free, full of life and full of realism. It is said that Tang Yin's "Crow Array" was hung at home. One day, thousands of crows were circling on the roof. I don't know whether it is true or not. Maybe it was
People at that time admired his talent, so they probably exaggerated a bit. Unfortunately, his old age was miserable." Literati have been like this since ancient times, and few were proud of it. The two of them tasted it in a low voice, and suddenly closed their mouths in tacit agreement.
Waiting to watch the battle.
The spirit of this battle must be high, and clues have emerged on the scene, like a swarm of bees gathering together, making a buzzing sound. Whether they know each other or not, everyone is already whispering to each other. The auctions of Xie's Auction Company have always been of high quality, and no one doubts that this
Whether the painting is authentic or not, everyone only cares about the price and the final ownership of the painting.
The starting price of 10 million did not scare anyone away. The agent lady took the lead in raising a sign: "Twelve million!" The fierce bid would not make other interested parties flinch - "Fifteen million
!" The authentic work of Tang Bohu is rare to see. You only need to hold it in your hand and roll it around, and the value will continue to rise. What does it matter if you invest a little?
"Twenty million!" Not to be outdone, Luo Tian stuck out his tongue, wondering if his picture of a lady could achieve such an effect.
"Twenty-one million!" A fat man wearing overalls raised the sign. This was also his first time raising a sign. He obviously came prepared with intention.
"Twenty-three million." This voice is not very powerful and lacks confidence. I believe that it will not join the final competition. There are two situations when a person's voice is loud and clear. One is unreasonable and simple and rude.
Another way is to be truly confident.
The agent lady's voice seemed a little impatient: "Twenty-six million!" Fierce, like a female leopard, still maintaining her agility.
Xie Ming next to him clasped his hands on his chest and looked ahead pretending not to care. Luo Tian knew that his ears must be highly nervous, just like himself. This was not the first time he participated in the auction, but at a tense moment, he would still do it.
My heart beats faster, and sometimes I can’t help but look back. This may be the unique charm of the auction.
"Thirty million." The volume of this voice was not high, but Luo Tian had a different feeling. It was steady, very stable, and sure. Just like the fat man in overalls just now, this was the first time he made a sound. Luo Tian finally couldn't control it.
He stopped and looked back. He was a young man in his thirties, dressed very casually. Next to him, there was a beautiful lady sitting with long hair shawl and picturesque eyebrows. They were about twenty-five years old.
People are like a couple.
"These two people are strangers." Noticing Luo Tian's gaze, Xie Ming also looked back: "The bidder's information only says that he is a businessman, and his identity is legal."
It was the first time I participated in this event and I was so confident. Looking at the young man (actually Luo Tian was younger), he looked completely calm and composed. Luo Tian was reminded of the situation when Xiao Dingtian was auctioning the Ding kiln porcelain vase, as if the auction venue was his home.
Luo Tian felt very excited, as if the owner of this painting had appeared.
Sure enough, after two rounds, many people have withdrawn from the competition. There is no choice. This is a tough battle, and the competition is about money and strength. Now there are only three people who are still continuing, the agent lady, the fat man in overalls, and that one.
A man and a woman.
The agent lady's voice became more and more irritable. This was not a good sign, and she was probably about to quit. Sure enough, after a fight, the price reached 38 million, and the fat man in overalls finally gave up. His forehead was already wet with tears.
After sweating a lot, he was relieved to be out of the competition, and he quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The one-on-one war has officially begun. The young man still has an expression on his face, as if he is eating lunch leisurely. Now he is just considering whether to eat this plate or that plate first, but the result is your choice!
"Forty million!" The representative lady's throat is a little astringent. The human throat is a very fragile organ. If it is used excessively or inappropriately, it will stop working. Now the representative lady's throat can no longer bear it. She must be in a bad mood.
More impatient.
Luo Tian turned around and happened to see the man and woman lowering their heads to discuss something with solemn expressions. He Pingwei was already on the stage reminding the passage of time. The young man calmly raised the number plate: "Four thousand eight hundred
Ten thousand!"
The scene became quiet, and Xie Ming couldn't help but look back at the young man and exclaimed: "What a powerful person."
"It seems the dust has settled."
He Pingwei on the stage stared at the young man, silently counting the time in his heart, and finally, the hammer came down - "Bang"!