I have ten thousand abilities

Chapter 369 Fakes
The decoration of the calligraphy and painting area is very particular. The antiques are placed in the tempered glass counter, and the guests can watch them at will. If necessary, call the salesman.

Lin Yu looked around, and the value and information of these antiques kept appearing in his eyes, with prices ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions.

Antiques actually focus on a fun word. It is not that everything is valuable after a long time of storage. It must have meaning and value, such as ceramics.

The clay pots produced by folk kilns are indeed antiques, but their value is not high, and they cannot be called antiques.

In comparison, the official kiln is different. It represents a humanities, style and kiln firing technology at that time, and its value will be multiplied by dozens of times.

The same goes for calligraphy and painting, a little poet who is not famous or even recorded in history books, the words written are worthless, not even real.

But if it is a famous master, a person recorded in historical materials, just order it casually, it is a very valuable antique art.

When Lin Yu was watching, he also learned a lot, such as Wang Xizhi's fans, Song Ting'an's landscapes, in short, they are all famous calligraphy.

It's just that Lin Yu stopped in front of a landscape painting, and called up the information of the painting at a glance.

Name: Autumn Forest Maple Leaf (Fake)
Age: 1997

Estimated value: 3000 yuan

Author: Liu Chengan

Introduction: Liu Cheng'an is a master of forgers, whether it is calligraphy, painting or ceramics, he can imitate them to perfection. He is also a master of collectors and a master of appreciating treasures.

This painting was created in 1997.Afterwards, it was stolen by someone, and after a few twists and turns, it became an authentic work and was spread widely.Liu Chengan has always had a habit of imitating paper, and he likes to use modern industrial coatings on paper, which are easy to make old.And on the middlemost layer of the three floors, leave your name and painting time.

Such a detailed introduction, Lin Yu can't help feeling a little bit today, the ability he is awakening now is so awesome, it is simply piercing eyes, you can tell the truth at a glance, and there is relevant information.

"That's all, I like Maple Leaf very much." Lin Yu said, pointing to the maple leaf map of Qiulin.

Elder Gao slowly stood up, glanced sideways at the painting and said, "130 million, Song Shi's famous painting, Autumn Forest and Maple Leaf, just pay if you like it."

Gao Zhuomei's snot bubbles are about to come out, 13% commission, [-], not to mention next month, half a year can be free.

"Okay, swipe your card." Lin Yu took out his bank card, and Gao Zhuo hurried over to go through the formalities.

Buying antiques is not an ordinary industry. After all, this thing must be guaranteed. Otherwise, if you buy it back, what if it is a fake?
So it’s a step-by-step process from taking pictures, certificates to invoicing. People’s antique shops are also afraid of you, and they come to the door with fake goods. This kind of thing has happened.

All the formalities have been completed, and the contract must be signed. Although the above amount is not much, it is protected by law.

Moreover, there is an additional clause in Zangbao Pavilion, that is, you will pay ten for a fake one, which is also the key to Zangbao Pavilion's reputation.

Lin Yu also consulted Yun Xiaolou on this point, Jinling is a place full of treasures, there is a complete trading market there, and no antique shop in Jinling would dare to say that he would pay ten for a fake.

After all, once you miss an antique, the amount is huge, and if it is fake, you will pay ten million. If there is an item worth tens of millions of dollars that is fake, how many millions will you pay?Stop doing antique shops.

If you pay ten for one fake, it means you want to bully the customers, just to make you believe that the things are real, but in fact, it is very likely that one out of ten is a fake.

What Lin Yu got this time was a fake. Gao Lao carefully took the painting out of the cabinet, and the old people who were drinking tea also came over.

Let's appreciate it too, the young man is very courageous, he directly took down the painting without punching a hole.

"I said, young man, you dare to buy it without looking at it? Have courage! It's more than 100 million things, this is it." An old man said with a smile.

Lin Yu looked over and saw that this person should be 70 years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but those eyes were very bright, clear and deep, so he asked, "Old man, what does eye punching mean?"

The antique market in each place has its own jargon, but most of them are based on the southern school, and the northern school of antiques has its own system.

The eye-catching in the southern school refers to the fact that many collectors will do enough homework and investigation before purchasing an antique to see if it is valuable and meaningful for collection.

This process is called drilling, and it is really rare for people to buy as soon as they come up, either to please others, or just on a temporary basis.

The old man explained the meaning of punching the eye, and the old man lost interest. This young man is a layman. You can understand what a layman can understand by pointing to a layman.

Gao Zhuo also saw that Lin Yu was indeed rich, and he came over like a dog, with a groveling look, and said to Lin Yu: "Old classmate, I used to look down on people with dog eyes. I didn't expect you to be so good now. Where did you get rich?"

There are actually a lot of people like Gao Zhuo in the society, with a villain face, and Lin Yu is not interested in knowing such people.

The purpose of coming here today is still to do~things, just sit down and say: "What's the matter, I'm thirsty, I want to drink tea and remember to ask for Longjing before Yu."

"Come on, I'll get it for you right now." Gao Zhuo hurried down, and Huang Ling didn't see what Lin Yu was going to do, so she sat over and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do? How are we going to do it?"

Lin Yu smiled mysteriously, and leaned into Huang Ling's ear and said, "Of course I want to find a reason to do~ things, you can just be responsible for the bluffing after a while, the more exaggerated the better. Remember, don't be afraid of big things, just be afraid of small things .”

Huang Ling understood, waiting for Lin Yu's next move. After a while, Gao Zhuo came in with two colleagues, carrying a fruit plate, pastries, and Yuqian Longjing.

Lin Yu sat there admiring the painting. After all, Zangbao Pavilion is also a big businessman, providing some cakes and tea services to guests.

This rule is very common in the southern sect. There are even many people who cheat for food and drink. They look very nice in clothes. It is not uncommon for them to come to eat and drink, and then leave.

But the antique industry is full of violence. Perhaps the price of one million treasures, in fact, the boss only spent tens of thousands to get them, and the profits can be imagined.

The tea came up, Lin Yu took the teacup, and looked at the painting while drinking tea, Gao Zhuo reminded with great concern: "Brother Lin Yu, let's drink tea and don't look at the painting, if the tea is spilled on it, This painting is worthless."

Lin Yu gave Gao Zhuo a blank look, and shook his wrist by the way. Huang Ling on one side received the signal, and immediately scolded: "You want to take care of it? We spent money on this thing, and it's ours. It doesn't matter if you tear it up matter!"

Lin Yu wanted to give Huang Ling a thumbs up, and sure enough, Ms. Diao Man wanted to use it like this. This voice also attracted the attention of people around her. The most unheard thing for people in the industry is that someone wants to destroy antiques.

If you don't like it, don't buy it, and keep it for me if you buy it.

"Oh, you are so excited...I'm burnt to death!" Lin Yu acted as if he wanted to blame Huang Ling, poured a cup of tea by himself, picked it up and screamed.

Then the tea cup in this hand was thrown out, and the painting was still held in the left hand, and all the tea was spilled on the painting at once.

Immediately after more than a dozen gasping sounds, a painting worth 130 million is just so worthless.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and you feel sorry for it.

But as people say, it costs money, even if mine is torn up, it has nothing to do with you, but it is a work of art, and it is more than 100 million!

"Huh? Is there a word?"

(End of this chapter)