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Chapter 386 Song of Songs on the Mountain Road

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When Lu Qiming saw that there was a door, if both were attracted by them, the price of this thing would be even higher.

"Old Liu, you can't just let you make money. Let him take a look."

Since the main leader is talking, Blind Liu can only give up, otherwise what if Lu Qiming is angry and doesn't sell it to him.

The two of them walked back one after another to observe this painting by Tang Bohu.

"The sound of pines on the mountain road"!" Wang Hato was shocked when he saw this painting and shouted out in a hurry. It seemed that this guy was also a person who knew the goods and recognized the origin at a glance.

Hearing his exclamation, Lu Qiming felt relieved. Before this painting, he smiled and said, "How about it, how many of Tang Bohu's paintings are you going to do?"

He was going to ask the two of them to bid, so that the price of the painting could be added.

Liu Xiaozi waved his hand and said, "No hurry, if it is genuine, we will definitely buy it."

Tang Bohu's paintings are priceless. If the one in front of him is a genuine product, he must buy whatever he says.

A few people gathered here to observe carefully. The painting was painted with strange rocks and forests, and the light ink rendered around. The thick ink was thick, the thickness was suitable for everyone's style.

Strange rocks are standing among them, the waterfall flows down, the pines are lush, and there is a clear spring at the foot of the mountain. A small path next to it leads to the mountain stream, a sense of quietness arises naturally.

There is also a hidden world next to it, leaning against the railing and listening to the wind and rain, looking at the mountains from afar, and there is also the inscription by Tang Bohu next to it: The road in front of the Nuji Mountains is horizontal, and the sound of pine trees is mixed with the sound of spring. Try to be leisurely from the quiet place, and then you will feel the Taoist qi coming. Tang Yin's paintings are presented to Mr. Li's parents.

"This is definitely the original work of Tang Bohu. I have seen it in an antique merchant. The style and brushwork are exactly the same. It is definitely Tang Bohu who has such a standard." Wang Haoma said excitedly, and the fat on his face began to tremble.

When Lu Qiming heard this, he smiled coldly, saying, "What a joke, how could this painting be fake?" When he took it out, he also specially found an expert to identify it, and all of them were said to be authentic."

"How much do you plan to buy this painting?" Lu Qiming saw that they had almost finished appraisal and was about to see how much the two of them planned to buy it.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and said nothing. Liu Xiaozi asked lightly: "How much is Mr. Lu going to sell?"

Originally, Lu Qiming didn't know how to do it, but Wang Haimeng came. It would be difficult to win this time.

Wang Hato, however, spoke first: "Mr. Lu, I will receive 30 million of these words."

Lu Qiming looked at Wang Haoma like an idiot. Do you really think he is a fool? He had done his homework before he came, and this guy wanted to trick him.

"You think I'm stupid, right?" Lu Qiming snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I have asked people about this painting, at least this number."

Lin Annan saw his gesture and shouted, "Eighty million, I'll collect it."

Lin Annan is really not short of money now. He is still afraid of spending some of the money when he keeps several billion jade in the factory. Moreover, Tang Bohu's paintings have a high appreciation potential and will not lose money at all.

"Eighty-five million." Wang Hatoe saw someone raising the price and immediately increased the price.

Lu Qiming looked at the two of them with a smile on his lips. This was the effect he wanted. As long as the two of them fought, they would not worry about the price of the painting.

"Ninety million," Lin Annan was not giving in at all. The bidding rate was much more awesome than when he was in the gambling stone auction house.

"Ninety-five million." Wang Haoma had already determined that this sentence was a real work and wanted to take down the painting no matter what.

"One hundred million." Lin Annan said excitedly, his eyes shining, and he said excitedly.

The two of them scrambled to bid, but left the owner Liu Xiaozi aside.

However, at this time, the blind Liu had a look of confusion on his face. The style and handwriting on it were indeed Tang Bohu's, but he couldn't tell the reason, and there was a hint of weirdness.

Wang Hato's face changed slightly. It seemed that the price was indeed a bit higher. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and shouted: "120 million."

This increase of 20 million yuan made Lin Annan stunned. Just as he was about to increase the price again, Jiang Fei took action to block it and said, "Uncle Lin, I see that Boss Wang wants it so much, just let it go to him."

Lin Annan couldn't bear it. He wanted this painting very much, but Jiang Fei must have his reason for saying this, so he was not bidding.

"Haha, thank you everyone, I'll accept it without hesitation." Wang Hata laughed and was about to pay to collect this painting. How could Jiang Fei let Lu Qiming make money for free? This is 120 million.

"Boss Wang, don't be anxious." Jiang Fei blocked again.

Wang Hata's face changed slightly, and she glared at Jiang Fei and cursed: "Boy, what do you want to do? I didn't increase the price just now, but now I want to go back on my word."

He thought Jiang Fei wanted to buy the painting with an additional price, but he was immediately unhappy.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Qiming and said, "Mr. Lu, you plan to sell it for 120 million, right?"

"Nonsense, don't be so annoying here, hurry up." Lu Qiming said dissatisfied.

When Wang Hata saw that Lu Qiming was not going to sell it to Jiang Fei, he immediately took out the card and prepared to transfer the money to Lu Qiming.

At this time, Jiang Fei stood there, took a sip of tea, and then sprayed all the tea with a sip.

"Cough cough..." Jiang Fei kept coughing and said embarrassedly: "It's choking, it's choking, you guys continue, don't worry about me."

Wang Hata looked green when he saw such a good painting, and it was worth a lot of money after being touched by water. He rushed up and shook his fat body. He grabbed Jiang Fei's hand tightly and shouted loudly: "Bastard, make my words like this, you will pay me 120 million or 20 million, no, pay me 200 million. This painting is worth 200 million."

He grabbed Jiang Fei frantically and pulled it hard, as if his sleeves were about to be pulled off.

"Wait..." At this time, Liu Xiazi, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, pointed to the painting that had just been sprayed with tea, and saw that the faint ink trace had disappeared on the "Pine Sounds of Pines on the Mountain Road", and three lists appeared in the center: Xuan Qingzi.

That's right, this painting was also imitated by Jiang Fei's cheap senior brother. At his level, if it weren't for Jiang Fei, others wouldn't recognize the painting as fake.

When he was talking to Xuan Qingzi, he said that he had imitated antiques. In fact, this cannot be said to be imitation, because the painting survived in the Ming Dynasty. After Tang Bohu finished painting, Xuan Qingzi imitated a picture.
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