"I know, Mr. Song, you thought he was a charlatan, so that's why you didn't let him in."
"But most of the paintings circulating on the market today are imitations and fakes. No one dares to say that they are authentic."
"Just now he was very sure and said that if the painting was not authentic, he would be willing to take full responsibility for what he said."
After hearing Luo Zibo reveal Li Yiyang's identity, Song Moyun had already grimaced.
But now after he finished speaking these few words, Song Moyun turned his head and looked at Li Yiyang.
"Since you dare to step in and follow me, you should know that I already have a "Lushan Waterfall Viewing" here."
Li Yiyang nodded, "I do know, and I also know that the painting must be fake."
"If today they are deceiving you, Mr. Song, in the name of authenticity, then you can already drive them out."
Li Yiyang's words clearly meant he was ruining the situation. After he finished speaking, the two people in the room quickly stood up.
"Young man, if you talk like this, it would be a bit unkind. Since it's all for business, of course everyone should do it according to their own abilities!"
"We do ours and you do yours, so why are you here slandering us?
By doing this, you are clearly trying to cut off our financial resources!"
The slightly older man looked directly at Li Yiyang, his eyes almost burning, and he was naturally a little angry.
Seeing that their business was about to be completed, Song Moyun was also very excited just now. If not, he would not have asked Luo Zibo to come over to help taste it.
Now that Li Yiyang comes out and strikes, the duck they caught will fly away.
No one would be happy if this matter was left to them. Even Song Moyun felt that Li Yiyang's statement was somewhat untrustworthy.
Even I, an old-school collector, don't dare to say with certainty that what I see must be the real thing.
Judging from the fact that he is only in his twenties, where does he get such confidence?
"Young man, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Don't waste everyone's time here and try to please others."
"This Master of the Tang Dynasty is the descendant of Tang Bohu. In addition to this "Viewing the Waterfall on Mount Lushan", he also has many other paintings in his hands."
"Also, he had some paintings that were auctioned at very high prices. Now you say that his paintings are fake and yours are real. Do you think this is credible?"
Hearing this, Li Yiyang smiled and shook his head, "If it's just because he has other paintings in his hands, or because the price he auctioned before was high."
"It would be too hasty to conclude that what he is holding is a real painting. Maybe all the paintings in his hand are fake?"
Li Yiyang's words can be said to have stirred up a thousand stories with one stone.
For a time, many people in the room who were invited by Song Moyun to taste the painting felt that he was a little too arrogant.
They have all seen this painting just now. Although they are not sure that it is 100% real, they are sure that it is not a fake or an imitation.
At the very least, the probability that this painting is authentic is about 70%.
Li Yiyang has never seen this painting, so he is talking nonsense here. Moreover, what he just said can ruin his reputation.
It is completely impossible for these people to have a good impression of Li Yiyang.
Even Master Tang, who was standing there, changed his expression and turned to look at Li Yiyang, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"I don't know where this gentleman came from, but he openly slandered my reputation and destroyed my business. Isn't this reasonable and inappropriate?"
Li Yiyang pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you dare to say 100% that all the paintings in your hands are real?"
"If you dare not admit it, I will naturally have a way to prove it later. After I prove that this painting is fake, just wait to go to jail!"
After hearing his words and looking at his eyes, Tang Sanbai did not dare to speak for a moment.
Li Yiyang said: "I have brought the painting. Please read that painting first, and then look at this one of mine. You will know whether it is genuine or not at a glance."
He spoke so confidently that Song Moyun also hesitated.
Could it be that I really made a mistake this time?
But he saw that the painting Tang Sanbai brought over was very similar to the original. They had also identified it, and there was almost nothing wrong with it.
"Mr. Song, since this guy is so sure, we might as well give him this chance."
"I also want to see what the painting he brought looks like if this young man is so arrogant."
"Yes! He dared to say without hesitation that the paintings Tang Sanbai sold before were also fake."
"If this is true, then Tang Sanbai might not just be in jail."
The people in the room were talking to each other, and Tang Sanbai became visibly nervous, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
What these people said was not to intimidate him, but to seek truth from facts.
The paintings that were auctioned before were all worth tens of millions. Those who can afford these prices to auction are not ordinary people.
If they knew that they spent a lot of money and the auction was actually a fake painting, they would definitely not spare Tang Sanbai.
Soon, they walked towards the coffee table, and Song Moyun looked at Li Yiyang.
"We have already tasted this painting just now, and I would like to see what you have to say."
Li Yiyang was not in a hurry, and he turned to look at Tang Sanbai.
Asked: "Since this painting belongs to Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang should know what words are mentioned on it and how many chapters are printed on it."
This kind of question is the simplest one. Those present thought that Li Yiyang's question was not a tricky one.
But Tang Sanbai just couldn't answer. He stammered and didn't know how to answer for a long time.
On the contrary, it was the young man standing behind him who took the initiative to help him solve the problem at this time.
Tang Sanbai said: "My memory is not very good. Besides, this is my painting and I did not draw it myself. How can I remember the details clearly?"
Li Yiyang smiled, "Really?
But I see that the boy behind you can answer it clearly."
"Including how many trees there are in this painting and how many folds there are on the mountain, because this painting was really painted by him. You should have a lot of his copies at home at this time, right?"
Tang Sanbai stood up immediately and stared at Li Yiyang with wide eyes, "What do you mean?