"Shut up, Mr. Zhao is a university professor and often appears on TV.
I don’t know how many calligraphy and paintings have been appraised, but you are worthy of blaming Mr. Zhao.”
Xia Wen cursed angrily, but felt secretly happy in his heart.
Mr. Zhao's expression was very bad. This was the first time he had been questioned face to face since attending so many exchange meetings.
"Mr. Zhao, don't mind. This is the Tang family's son-in-law. He only has a high school education. It's normal to not understand."
Xia Wen clasped his fists, looking as if he was afraid that Mr. Zhao would be angry.
Hearing Xia Wen's words, Mr. Zhao's expression became even more grim. A small high school student dared to say that he was blind.
This is no longer as simple as a slap in the face, this is stepping on his face repeatedly.
"My son-in-law just graduated from high school?"
"Even someone like me, who has been playing with antiques for decades, can only act like a primary school student or a high school student in front of Mr. Zhao. How dare he!"
The people around him were in an uproar and distanced themselves from Chen Feng. It would be terrible if Mr. Zhao was blacklisted.
"Chen Feng, in front of so many people, I really want to know where your confidence lies?"
Wang Miaoke smiled lightly, with a smile of success on her lips.
"You say I am blind, how many years have you been playing with antiques?"
Mr. Zhao said slowly, his eyes cold.
"If you can't tell me why, I will ban you and put you on the antique blacklist."
With everyone watching, Chen Feng looked calm.
"One hundred million, I won't give it now."
Chen Feng shook his head and smiled lightly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar again.
"Boy, you are so arrogant. This is an exchange meeting, not a place for you to act wild."
Mr. Zhao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"You have low education, so it's normal to be barbaric."
Xia Wen laughed.
"Forget it, Mr. Zhao, don't get so angry, security guard, kick him out."
The expert next to him said loudly.
Today's exchange meeting was so messed up by Chen Feng, how could it continue?
Especially everyone present hates Chen Feng to death. If something like this happens, Mr. Zhao will probably not come to the exchange meeting again in the future.
This is a huge loss to everyone.
"There is a mystery hidden in this painting. You experts and masters can't figure it out. It's either because they are blind or not."
Chen Feng said coldly.
Wang Miaoke said that many masters and experts would come today, but he didn't expect that no one would be able to see it, which made him very disappointed.
"Young Master Chen, you missed it in my shop. We all know the price of this painting."
"That's right, it would be great if you had sold me the calligraphy and painting earlier. Now that you have angered Mr. Zhao, no one will dare to accept your painting."
Wang Miaoke and Xia Wen mocked from the side.
What you say is intentional, and what you listen to is intentional.
Mr. Zhao frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.
He had long been puzzled by Qi Baishi's change in painting style. If he thought about it again with Chen Feng, could there really be some mystery behind it?
"Someone, get him out."
An expert shouted again, and the security guards hurried in and surrounded Chen Feng on the left and right.
"Young Master Chen, it seems that not only can't your painting be sold for 100 million, but now it can't even be sold for 1 million."
Xia Wen laughed heartily. The more embarrassed Chen Feng was, the happier he became.
Wang Miaoke also shook his head secretly. Sure enough, he was just a guy who talked about running trains.
"Wait a minute."
Mr. Zhao waved his hand to stop the security guard.
He walked up to Chen Feng and held out his hands, "Please give me the painting again and I will appraise it again."
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the old man did not make things difficult for him, but instead lowered his posture.
"Mr. Zhao, let's start the next thing quickly. Haven't we seen his paintings?"
One expert said impatiently.
They come to the exchange meeting just to make some extra money, and no one wants to spend more time.
This change not only changed the attitudes of the experts, but Wang Miaoke and Xia Wen both felt something bad in their hearts.
"Mr. Zhao, haven't you already authenticated it?"
Xia Wen asked.
The people around him also looked puzzled. They couldn't make another appraisal based on Chen Feng's words.
Mr. Zhao's rule is to only conduct an appraisal once, and he has never made any mistakes in appraisal, let alone repeated appraisals.
Mr. Zhao did not speak, but his expression became much more serious.
This expression would only appear when he was appraising national treasures.
"No way."
Wang Miaoke's face looked a little unsightly.
Forget about picking up a leak, and still pick up a national treasure?
What an incredible amount of luck.
"Mr. Zhao must have made a mistake. It is impossible for a son-in-law who has never been exposed to antiques."
Xia Wen shook his head with disdain on his face.
Xia Wen was a little worried. Even if it was a few million, it would still be a huge loss.
If luck is really that good, then everyone doesn’t have to struggle and can make a fortune by just going to the antique market and picking up an item.
The atmosphere became extremely strange, and everyone's eyes fell on this different Qi Baishi painting.
"Is it a picture within a picture!"
A guess from an expert suddenly made everyone crazy.
Picture within a picture!
In the past, in order to protect precious paintings, people would hide the painting with another painting. Most people could only see the outside painting.
Sometimes the appraisal master will make a mistake. The mezzanine is done perfectly and few people notice it.
"Absolutely impossible! This painting has been in my shop for so long, there is no way it is a painting within a painting."
Xia Wen said suddenly.
If it were truly a painting within a painting, he couldn't believe how valuable the painting hidden under Qi Baishi's original work would be.
Wang Miaoke was in a daze and said nothing.
Chen Feng still looked calm and calm, with everything under control.
When the mezzanine slowly opened, everyone held their breath and looked at Mr. Zhao.
"Yan Zhenqing's authentic work. I never thought that I would be able to unravel Yan Zhenqing's painting within the painting with my own hands during my lifetime."
Mr. Zhao suddenly laughed.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could it be a picture within a picture!"
Xia Wen went a little crazy.
If it is really Yan Zhenqing, then he is a real blood loss, and that is a real priceless treasure, a national treasure!
"Zhao Lao's sword is still the same."
Chen Feng raised his thumb and said with admiration.
He could only see it with his true energy. Otherwise, even if someone told him it was a painting within a painting, he might not be able to see it.
But Mr. Zhao is different, he relies on his true ability.
"One hundred million, I bought it."
"Well, if you want Yan Zhenqing for only 100 million, just dream, I'll give you 500 million!"
"I will pay one billion."
Chen Feng was also a bit tongue-tied. He just searched on Baidu and knew that Yan Zhenqing's words were valuable, but he didn't expect them to be so valuable.
You know, a few days ago, he was still running for a few hundred dollars.
Now, in front of him, one billion seemed like ten dollars.
"No, this painting belongs to me. He bought it from my shop. Chen Feng, I will return the 40,000 yuan to you.
Please return the painting to me quickly, this painting is mine, mine!"
Like a mad dog, Xia Wen rushed to Mr. Zhao and tried to snatch the painting away.
"Xia Wen, it's not that you don't know the rule of clearing money and goods. This is a rule set by everyone.
Whatever this kid picks up with his strength is his, you still want to break the rules."
Mr. Zhao snorted coldly and carefully put away the calligraphy and painting.
"Chen Feng, I'm not done with you."
Xia Wen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. One billion!