Chapter 89
The small lettering, after years of erosion, has been very shallow.
Even under the magnification of electronic instruments, it is difficult to see at a glance, and if you don't look carefully, you will think that it is just a trace left by the years.
This couldn't help but make everyone present admire Wang Heng's eyesight.
The heart is also more and more curious, the meaning of these two words.
Wang Heng glanced at the people present, smiled, and said: "I guess you are all curious about what these two words are, right? These two words are the champion! Champion, in ancient times, it was the meaning of the three armies, in the Western Han Dynasty, people who can be worthy ——!of these two words, I don't think I will say it, everyone knows who it is!"
This can't
be, right?" "The three armies of Yongguan, could it be Huo Quai, who sealed the wolf Juxu
!" "Shouldn't his things appear in the museum, how could they be held by this person?"
"The historical value of this thing is probably comparable to that of King Yue Goujian's sword!"
As soon as Wang Heng's words came out, everyone present was shocked beyond words.
And they also understood in an instant, why Wang Heng had asked this man before, if his surname was Huo!
After all, the young general Huo Qu died young, and only the Huo family would keep this thing as a treasure and pass it on.
"I'm the second Ao
, Mr. Wang is awesome!" "In society, my brother Wang, people don't talk much!"
"In terms of erudition, it has to be our Mr. Wang, I feel that he knows everything."
"Don't say it, I'm already looking forward to him and cross talk Guo on stage for a short time.
"Show flying!"
Compared with the elegance of the scene, the words of netizens in the live broadcast room are obviously much more vulgar.
But without exception, they all admired Wang Heng's eyesight and erudition.
can see that Song Tian is very happy in his heart.
On the stage, the man in the flying fish suit wiped the sweat on his head, looked at Wang Heng in a panic and asked, "That... Listening
to the man's inquiry, Wang Heng smiled coldly and said: "Even if I quote the price of this thing, who would dare to buy it? This can be regarded as a national treasure now! It is the gold that carries my Chinese civilization and does not change! If you want me to say, this is a priceless treasure, I advise you that you should hand it over to the museum and be taken care of by professionals, so that more Chinese people can see this treasure!"
"Okay!"
As Wang Heng's words fell, everyone present applauded.
There was also a lot of praise in the live broadcast room, and the small gifts kept flashing on the screen like fireworks.
And Xu Qiaoqiao, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but have some changes to Wang Heng after listening to Wang Heng's passionate words.
Not only is his professional ability outstanding, but his thinking awareness is also extremely good.
If you want to value this kind of thing when someone else encounters it, I'm afraid that the words "priceless" and "priceless" will be used in general.
But although Wang Heng didn't say this, he also expressed his meaning in his words, and even raised it to a height recognized by everyone.
This ability to play on the spot is by no means an ordinary person!
"
In the face of Wang Heng's 'kind words and persuasion', the man in the flying fish suit just said viciously, and hurriedly repacked the ring knife, and left here in a hurry like a lost dog.
It looks very embarrassing.
But Wang Heng shouted with a nonchalant face: "Please the next one
!" "Let me come next!"
As soon as Wang Heng's words fell, a man wearing a square scarf walked up with a picture scroll.
I saw the man unfold the scroll, revealing a slightly discolored painting covered with large and small seals.
Under the magnification of the instrument, everyone saw that the painting was daffodil and plum.
The tall daffodils bloomed, and a branch hung down against the plum, which was so poetic.
"Mr. Wang, this painting was given to me by my friend, please verify the authenticity and estimate the price. The
man smiled in the ring, looking very confident.
But after Wang Heng just glanced at it, he rolled up the scroll and threw it back directly into the man's arms.
said in an unkind tone: "This kind of shoddy fake, you dare to bring it here, are you looking down on everyone, or are you taking my Wang Heng as a fool?!"
"Fake?!This... How is this possible?!"
Hearing Wang Heng say that his painting was a fake, the man suddenly looked surprised.
There was disbelief in his eyes.
Seeing this, Wang Heng replied directly: "The picture of narcissus Lamei was painted by Qiu Ying, a painter of the Ming Dynasty, and it was colored on silk, which is unique in the world and is included in the National Palace Museum in Taipei. If you are true, then you are guilty of stealing a national treasure~!
" Hearing this, the man immediately panicked, and hurriedly explained: "I... I didn't! This was given to me by my friend! Besides, the inscription on this painting is not Qiu Ying, but Tang Bohu!"
As he spoke, the man opened the scroll again.
But before he could speak, Wang Heng took the instrument on the booth and magnified a detail on the scroll to the electronic screen behind him.
Said bluntly: "You are embarrassed to say that it is Tang Bohu! Everyone, take a look, what is this written?!, Tang Yin's inscription on the picture scroll is the three words Tang Bohu?!"
As Wang Heng enlarged the details.
Only then did everyone realize that this painting was not only full of flaws in its name, but even the payment was wrong, and it was extremely wrong.
Even those who know how to understand it can understand it.
But like Wang Heng, just by looking at it, he immediately asserted that it was true or false, and I am afraid that even some masters can't do it.
"Mr. Wang is really powerful, this damn old Li, I knew he wouldn't give me the real thing!" the
man sighed angrily and walked off the stage.
But he still held the scroll tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to settle accounts with his friend.
But just as the man was about to leave the scene in a huff, Wang Heng suddenly stopped him.
"Friend, what has been identified as a fake must be kept! I know you want to go to Xingshi to ask for the guilt, but this kind of fake thing should not be returned to its original owner, lest he will re-enter the market and harm others. "
I... Okay!Count me as unlucky today!"
Listening to Wang Heng's advice, the picture scroll was sent to Wang Heng's hands in a huffing manner.
I didn't notice the upturn of the corners of Wang Heng's mouth inadvertently.
"How did I feel that Mr. Wang smiled just now
?" "Are you dazzled
?" "When you say this, I really feel a little bit that this painting is real, right?"
"Who knows, Mr. Wang has never told the truth in front of him! Wasn't that Zhang Jincai cheated by Mr. Wang several times?"
"It makes sense! Mr. Wang's routine is too deep!"
Shhhh
And their remarks naturally fell into Song Tian's eyes.
couldn't help but make Song Tian a little curious, why didn't Wang Heng let that person directly destroy this fake painting?