Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 163 The embarrassment of capitalization

As soon as Wu Liang stepped onto the stage, he aroused heated discussions among the audience.

"Huh? Could it be that the prodigal son really has the ability to appraise treasures in three seconds?"

"I see Xuan. It took so many experts to study for a long time before confirming that it is a genuine product. Is it possible that Wu Liang is going against the sky?"

"What do you know, the prodigal son can't end up pretending too much, so he can only go up and go through the motions."

"That's right, what the prodigal son said is not important anymore, everyone just treat him as a clown."

But at this moment, those knowledgeable old guys were watching Wu Liang's every move.

They wanted to know why Wu Liang said it was a fake.

Li Jinming recognized that Wu Liang had some courage, but he did not recognize that Wu Liang could appraise antiques.

Yang Bo held a grudge against Wu Liang, and felt sorry for his painting of "Eight Horses". He had resentment in his heart, so he had a lot of prejudice against Wu Liang.

As for Chen Boqing, he was a little shaken in his original thinking. He felt that Wu Liang was able to understand the mystery of the painting in the painting last time, which proved that Wu Liang was not a simple person.

The so-called people should not be judged by their appearance, let alone their age to judge a person's ability.

Therefore, Chen Boqing chose to remain neutral.

Zhao Lei, who was in charge of hosting the auction, looked at Wu Liang suspiciously, wishing to pry Wu Liang's head open to see what he was thinking.

In fact, Zhao Lei is not like the majority of people who fall with the wind, he has his own rational thinking and judgment, and he will never underestimate anyone, even a prodigal.

However, he still chose to stand on the opposite side of Wu Liang, because he was too rational, and he knew that it was in his best interest to choose to stand on the side of the Li family.

It's more snobbish than sensible.Of course, this is a personal choice, there is no right or wrong.

"Wu Liang, what on earth are you going to do?" Zhao Lei looked at the most famous prodigal son in the provincial capital with a serious face.

"Sitting for too long, come up and exercise your muscles and bones."

Wu Liang walked slowly around the pair of Hainan huanghuali wood Taishi chairs from the Ming Dynasty.

As he walked, he also gently smelled the smell of rosewood.

The smell of rosewood penetrated his nostrils, transmitted to the olfactory nerve, and then transmitted to the olfactory center in the cerebral cortex.

With Treasure Appraisal, the brain will make a rational judgment on the transmitted information, and then draw a conclusion.

But if you don't get close, it's hard to smell the smell of rosewood, and Wu Liang is not a dog's nose.

Suddenly, Wu Liang leaned down, scraped lightly on the grand master's chair with his fingernails, and then sniffed with his nose.

Seeing Wu Liang scratching the huanghuali wood chair with his fingernails, Li Muzhi jumped on the spot and accused Wu Liang.

"You dare to destroy cultural relics, don't you know that this chair is worth hundreds of millions?"

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Although Hainan huanghuali wood has a strong spicy aroma, the aroma is weak and almost hard to smell when it is made into utensils. But after a little scraping, the aroma is tangy, and what I scraped with my fingernails is the hidden part of the chair. , It’s harmless, Young Master Li, you should rest quickly, I know more about antiques than you.”

Wu Liang was too lazy to talk to Li Muzhi, but said to everyone: "It is indeed difficult to identify it by smell, but I can still find flaws in it. This material is indeed old, undoubtedly from the Ming Dynasty, but it is definitely not Hainan huanghuali wood. It is Vietnam. It is reasonable to say that the freshly cut surface of Vietnamese huanghuali wood has a strong sour smell, but the sour smell of this pair of chairs is very weak, because the material is very old, it is difficult to identify, but if you pay attention, you can still recognize it.”

In fact, before Wu Liang used the smell method to identify it, he had already checked it with the observation method, and he already knew that it was a fake.

But he thought it would be more convincing to demonstrate it to everyone with the scent method.

It's a pity that all he did was playing the piano to the cow.

People who don't know how to do it can't understand what he is doing, but people who know how to do it don't believe Wu Liang.

At this time, Yang Bo couldn't hold back anymore, and jumped out to criticize.

"Prodigal son, stop messing around. Several old experts have personally appraised it. It is absolutely genuine. What is the purpose of you jumping around like this? Do you want to pick up a bargain? You want to buy it when everyone gives up. come down?"

Yang Bo hated Wu Liang so much that his teeth itch, and he still loves his "Eight Steeds". Now that Wu Liang is interfering with his bid for the huanghuali wood Taishi chair, he can't sit still.

Li Muzhi also added fuel and vinegar and said: "Wu Liang, do you think you can tell if it's true or not after just a few sniffs? If it's so easy, do you still need all the old experts to identify it together?"

"What's the matter, in fact, I can tell the truth at a glance. The reason why I came to the stage to demonstrate the scent identification method is because I feel that your IQ is not up to the standard and I can't understand it. I didn't expect that you are still not enlightened after I personally demonstrate it. It seems that you There is a real problem with my IQ."

Wu Liang stood on the stage, facing everyone with a sneer.

People don't give him a good look, and he doesn't need to be polite to them.

"You can tell if it's true or false by just looking at it? You're not too young to be bragging. Tell me, how many grimace patterns are there on the grand master's chair on the left?"

Yang Bojing chose some tricky questions to make things difficult for Wu Liang.

Grimace pattern is a unique pattern of huanghuali wood, which looks like a grimace.

Without changing his face, Wu Liang said, "Five."

The quick answer made Yang Bo raise his eyebrows slightly.

But who is Yang Bo? He is a suspicious old fox. Even if he is surprised, it will be gone in a flash.

"You answered very quickly, you must be blind!" Yang Bo walked onto the stage with his hands behind his back.

He wants to verify for himself how many grimace patterns are on the grand master's chair on the left.

Wu Liang sneered and said, "Don't miss it."

"I, Yang Bo, can lose my eyes? What a joke!" Yang Bo was very confident in himself.

After 1 minute, Yang Bo confirmed the answer: "Four! Wu Liang, you are really talking nonsense. There are only four grimace lines, but you say five!"

"Are you sure?" Wu Liang asked with a smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Of course I'm sure! Although I, Yang Bo, am not an official expert in the museum, I have been working in this field for decades. If I can't even see this, then I might as well give away all the antiques in my collection. "Yang Bo said coldly.

"Mr. Yang is well-versed in the past and the present, and he is meticulous in his conduct. He never breaks his promises. I believe in your words." Wu Liang praised Yang Bo first.

But then, he changed the subject and said, "But, there are indeed five grimace patterns on this chair."

"You're talking nonsense! I clearly saw that there were only four of them! And I watched them carefully for a minute, and you only took one look. How can you say there are five of them!" Yang Bo was very emotional.

After all, the awesomeness has already been blown away, and I can't take it back.

"Look at the tenon on the left hind leg, and there is a grimace pattern on it." Wu Liang smiled.

"Why should I listen to you? How dare you order me?" Yang Bo said dismissively, "My eyesight is very accurate and I never make a mistake!"

The onlookers also spoke for Yang Bo.

"Yes, that's right, Mr. Yang is highly respected, and you prodigal son can't control Mr. Yang."

"Wu Liang is really capable of messing around. He just glanced at it and dared to say that Yang Bo saw it wrong for a minute. What kind of logic is this!"

"It's not surprising, anyway, tonight's auction was all messed up by Wu Liang, a mouse shit!"

Wu Liang is used to being questioned, because there is always a group of people who pretend to be asleep and don't want to be woken up.

Seeing that Yang Bo didn't move, Wu Liang lifted up his chair and showed Yang Bo and everyone else.

"The tenon in this place shows half of the grimace pattern, and it is obvious that the other half is embedded in the place where the mortise and tenon join. This is the fifth grimace pattern."

He predicted that many people would miss it. This location is relatively hidden, and only a small part of the tenon is exposed. If you don't observe carefully, it is really difficult to see.

But Yang Bo is different. He claims to be an expert, but he can't find out this detail, which is a bit unreasonable.

Zhao Lei, who was standing nearby, saw it, Li Muzhi saw it, and Li Jinming saw it.

As for Yang Bo, he also saw that there was indeed a fifth grimace pattern.

Immediately, Yang Bo's old face turned red, as if he had drunk high alcohol.

Moreover, his cheeks twitched, embarrassment written all over his face!