Chapter 1051 [1051] Do you really think you are a god?
"You little brat, what nonsense!"

There was silence in the box for a moment, and then Pang Daqian suddenly shouted loudly.

This painting of bamboo and rocks by Zheng Banqiao is his proudest work in all his collections.

If he didn't need money urgently, he would never put it up for auction.

But now Ye Feng said it was fake, you can imagine how angry he was.

Although Chen Qiushan did not quite agree with Ye Feng's point of view, he was also very dissatisfied with Pang Daqian's attitude, "Lao Pang, Brother Ye was just joking, why are you so excited?"

Pang Daqian's face was filled with indignation. "Are you kidding? How can you joke about something like this?"

Chen Qiushan still wanted to continue helping Ye Feng explain.

But then Ye Feng added, "I'm not kidding, this painting is fake."

Pang Daqian immediately looked at Chen Qiushan, "Old Chen, you heard it, he is still talking nonsense now."

"You said this guy is very knowledgeable about antiques, so I brought it here for him to see. But isn't he too arrogant?"

Chen Qiushan frowned and looked at Ye Feng hurriedly, "Brother Ye, did you see it wrong?"

"This painting has been authenticated by many experts. There are no problems with the paper, painting, signature, or seal. Everyone agrees that it is an authentic work..."

Before he could finish, Pang Daqian interrupted with a sneer, "What do you mean by misjudged? He didn't see it at all, right? He just took a glance, and he could tell whether it was real or fake? Does he really think he is a god?"

Ye Feng was busy eating just now, and he just took a glance and immediately concluded that it was fake. It was really hard to believe.

"Since those experts all believe it is an authentic work, why did you come to me?" Ye Feng did not stop eating and replied indifferently.

Chen Qiushan was a little conflicted now. He had absolute confidence in Ye Feng's attainments in antiques.

All the antiques that he had previously entrusted to him for auction were top-notch pieces.

But this time, it was really hard to convince him.

Whether it was the experts Pang Daqian found himself or the appraisers from Sotheby's auction house, almost all of them concluded that it was an authentic work.

After careful identification, he himself felt that there was no problem.

Ye Feng just took a casual glance and concluded that it was fake, without giving any explanation. It was really hard to convince people.

After a moment's silence, he finally sat down in front of Ye Feng and said in a pleading tone: "Brother Ye, just give me some face and tell me in detail what is wrong with this painting?"

Pang Daqian rolled up the painting and sneered, "Old Chen, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you've been in the antique world for so many years, how could you be fooled by a young boy?"

Chen Qiushan ignored him and just stared at Ye Feng.

Seeing his sincere attitude, Ye Feng slowly put down his chopsticks and said, "For Brother Chen's sake, I will say a few words. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not."

Chen Qiushan nodded hurriedly, "You tell me, tell me."

Ye Feng glanced at the painting again. "This fake is indeed made with great skill. It's hard for ordinary people to find any flaws..."

Pang Daqian immediately sneered, "It's hard for ordinary people to find the problem, but you found it. Doesn't it mean that you are not an ordinary person?"

Ye Feng immediately shut up and didn't want to say anything more.

Chen Qiushan hurriedly took over the conversation, "But many experts have authenticated that the signatures and seals on it are all authentic, including the seals of many famous collectors, which are also authentic."

Ye Feng smiled faintly, "That's why I said this fake is very well made, because only the signature and seal of this painting are real, the rest are fake." Pang Daqian immediately laughed, "Don't you think your words are self-contradictory? What signature and seal are real, and the rest are fake? Either it's real or it's fake. This is the first time I heard of a painting that is both real and fake."

Chen Qiushan glared at him, then continued to look at Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, I am a little confused. What do you mean the signature and seal are real? The others are fake?"

Ye Feng curled his lips, "To put it simply, this painting is pieced together. Only the signature and seal belong to Zheng Banqiao himself, and the rest are pieced together."

"what?"

Although Chen Qiushan found it unbelievable, he still took out a small magnifying glass from his pocket and moved in front of the painting to examine it carefully.

Pang Daqian did not continue to mock this time, but moved forward curiously.

But the two of them looked at the painting for a long time and still couldn't figure out what it meant.

Even under a magnifying glass, the entire painting still does not show any signs of splicing.

"Humph, Old Chen, do you really believe this kid's nonsense? Do you really think we are idiots who know nothing? If this painting is spliced ​​together, how is it possible that there is no trace of splicing at all?"

Pang Daqian didn't see any problem and continued to make sarcastic remarks.

Ye Feng was too lazy to say another word and continued to eat his food. Anyway, he had said what he needed to say, and whether anyone listened or not was none of his business.

Chen Qiushan looked back at him, hesitated for a moment, then took out his cell phone and contacted several appraisers from Sotheby's auction house, asking them to come to the hotel immediately.

If someone else said this, he would just treat it as a joke.

But since these words came from Ye Feng's mouth, he had no choice but to be careful and cautious.

Pang Daqian had completely lost his patience. "Old Chen, we have been friends for many years. I listened to this kid's nonsense for such a long time just for your sake."

"Give me a definite answer now. Will you accept this order? If you don't, I will look for other auction houses."

Chen Qiushan quickly apologized with a smile, "Lao Pang, be patient, my people will be here soon, and we will appraise it one last time. If there is no problem, I will help you arrange the auction right away."

Pang Daqian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, for your sake, I will endure it again."

"I want to see, after the final appraisal results come out, how some people's faces got swollen."

As he said this, he glanced at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng just smiled and continued eating.

……

Chen Qiushan's men arrived quickly. There were five of them in total, all of them were elderly men over fifty or sixty years old.

"I'm so sorry to have you all run all this way so late. I'll treat you all to dinner when I'm done."

Chen Qiushan bowed to them somewhat embarrassedly.

One of the old men with a gray goatee looked puzzled, "Mr. Chen, hasn't Mr. Pang already authenticated this painting?"

"Everyone agrees that it is authentic, so how else can we authenticate it?"

Before Chen Qiushan could speak, Pang Daqian on the side immediately said in a sarcastic tone: "Boss Ye said that this painting is fake and asked for a re-examination."

The old man glanced at Ye Feng who was eating at the side and frowned, "Fake? Impossible! Several of us calligraphy and painting appraisers unanimously believe that it is an authentic work of Zheng Banqiao, how could it be fake?"

(End of this chapter)