After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"This is really good stuff!"

Ye Tian's gaze involuntarily fell on the beauty magazine on the ground.

The magazine cover was tacky, featuring scantily clad women in revealing swimsuits.

"Haha, if Boss Ye likes it, I'll give it to you."

Consider this a small token of appreciation for the calligraphy and painting you helped me appraise earlier.

"I also have a few more magazines featuring even more explicit content; Mr. Ye, you can take them all if you like."

The antique shop owner walked over with a fawning expression.

"Then I shall respectfully comply."

Ye Tian quickly stepped forward, bent down and picked up three beauty magazines.

These three beauty magazines were published in the 1980s.

Although they are quite old, they are very well preserved; even the plastic film on the cover has not been removed.

The antique dealer probably used these beauty magazines as backing paper for his antiques and calligraphy.

"How vulgar to watch such disgusting things."

Other appraisers are carefully studying calligraphy and paintings, but you're studying these dirty things instead.

Liu Ruyan walked over with a fat, big-eared antique appraisal expert named Zhao Qiang, who was said to be one of the top ten antique appraisal experts in the country.

"You don't know anything. Men should look at beautiful women and legs more often, and stay away from bad people and bad things to prolong their lives."

Ye Tian didn't even lift his eyelids, carefully flipping through the beauty magazine in his hand.

It has to be said that the beauties of Hong Kong Island in the 1980s were absolutely stunning.

The sisters' legs aren't just legs; they're like the spring waters of the Seine.

The sisters' backs aren't just backs, they're like Bulgarian roses.

The sisters' waists aren't waists, they're like the scimitars of a deadly assassin.

The sisters' mouths aren't mouths, they're like the clear water under Anhe Bridge.

"Boss Ye, are you out of your mind? Even if the magazine you have is a rare, out-of-print copy from decades ago, it's not worth much."

Do you really think you can win this game with these magazines?

That's utterly delusional, a pipe dream!

Zhao Qiang chuckled and then took out a calligraphy and painting wrapped in red silk from his briefcase.

He slowly unfurled the silk cloth and carefully unfolded the calligraphy and painting: "Do you see it? This is Tang Bohu's authentic work, Peach Blossom Hermitage."

It's priceless; you're doomed this time!

Zhao Qiang turned around and handed the calligraphy and painting in his hand to Liu Ruyan in a fawning manner, his tone deliberately gentle.

"Miss Liu, this is something I found with great difficulty after asking a friend for help."

The vast majority of Tang Bohu's paintings are treasured in museums and very few have entered the market.

But it is precisely because of this that Tang Bohu's paintings are priceless.

It is said that a few years ago, a collector who loved Tang Bohu offered 1 billion yuan to acquire an authentic work by Tang Bohu, but to no avail.

It's easy to imagine how much this painting and calligraphy in my hand is worth.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan's eyes lit up. If that's the case, then this painting by Tang Bohu is worth at least a billion.

Does that mean Ye Tian is doomed to lose this time?

The look in Liu Ruyan's eyes as she looked at Ye Tian was filled with the joy of finally getting revenge.

When Ye Tian heard Zhao Qiang say that what he held in his hand was actually a painting by Tang Bohu, he was startled.

If it were truly a painting or calligraphy work by Tang Bohu that had surfaced, he might actually lose.

Ye Tian silently activated his X-ray vision and looked at the calligraphy and painting in Zhao Qiang's hand.

"In Peach Blossom Valley lies Peach Blossom Hermitage, beneath which dwells a Peach Blossom Immortal."

The Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to exchange for wine.

……

Others laugh at me too crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through.

The tombs of the heroes of the Five Mausoleums are nowhere to be seen; now, without flowers or wine, the fields are tilled!

This poem, "Peach Blossom Hermitage," was indeed written by Tang Bohu.

His calligraphy and painting style is indeed very similar to that of Tang Bohu.

However, Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting were always separated, but this piece puts Kang Bohu's calligraphy and painting together. Is that reasonable?

Suddenly, Ye Tian felt a faint pain in his X-ray vision, but the burning sensation quickly disappeared.

"Buzz!"

The scene before Ye Tian suddenly changed; his gaze actually penetrated the calligraphy and painting, and he saw a completely different scene.

It was a small basement workshop filled with a pungent, acidic smell.

In the dim light, a pale and thin man was carefully imitating Tang Bohu's handwriting.

On the table was a painting of Tang Bohu that he had already completed; it was so lifelike that it could easily pass for the real thing.

He wrote down all of Tang Bohu's poems and paintings, dried them, and began to age them using special techniques.

The scene shifts again, and the man takes out the finished calligraphy and painting by Tang Bohu, humming a little tune, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I have only done one thing in my life, which is to imitate Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings."

Even if Tang Bohu himself saw it now, he probably wouldn't be able to tell which one he made and which one I made, hahaha…”

The image suddenly disappeared from Ye Tian's sight.

Ye Tian shook his head; he knew this wasn't a hallucination.

Has his X-ray vision evolved? He can now see the past of objects?

Previously, his X-ray vision could only see the fine internal structure of objects, but now he can even trace back in time to see the production process of objects.

That's incredible!

"Ye Tian, ​​are you scared? If you are, just admit defeat."

Once Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings appeared, everyone else had to avoid his brilliance.

"It's not shameful for you to lose to Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings, hahaha!" Zhao Qiang laughed triumphantly.

If he wins against Ye Tian, ​​he will not only receive a reward of 100 million, but also the beautiful Liu Ruyan to spend the night with.

Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited.

"Ye Tian, ​​you're nothing special."

You said you'd accept the consequences of your bet; once Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings are on display, there's no need to even look at the trash in your hands.

"Hurry up and admit defeat, hand over all your assets, and get out of Jiangcheng!"

Liu Ruyan couldn't wait to see this scene.

"What? Are you in such a hurry? Aren't you getting excited a little too soon?"

Ye Tian suddenly laughed. The laugh wasn't loud, but it was particularly clear in the tense atmosphere.

Zhao Qiang and Liu Ruyan both looked at him at the same time.

"What do you mean?" The two men's faces darkened simultaneously.

"It means..."

Ye Tian took a step forward, his voice low but clear.

"This calligraphy and painting of Peach Blossom Hermitage by Tang Bohu was from last month."

Although every character in this painting is imitated perfectly.

But since it's just something chemically aged, it lacks a sense of historical weight.

You're so focused on whether this painting is in Tang Bohu's style that you've overlooked the most direct feeling.

Have you ever seen a painting by Tang Bohu and a poem by Tang Bohu appear in the same piece of calligraphy and painting?

Moreover, I can tell the difference between chemically aged and time-worn calligraphy and paintings just by smelling them.

With your level of expertise, you dare to call yourself one of the top ten experts in treasure appraisal in China?

"That's an outrageous boast. Aren't you afraid of getting burned?"

Ye Tian looked at him like he was an idiot.

Zhao Qiang's expression changed instantly: "You're talking nonsense! What do you know about antiques!"

This is Tang Bohu's authentic work; I absolutely cannot be mistaken!

"You say I don't understand? Then let the ten judges see for themselves."

Ye Tian shrugged, his tone as casual as if he were discussing a trivial matter.

There is another crucial detail in this painting that can help identify it as a fake.

But that detail is something that normal people need a microscope to see, so it would be too shocking for Ye Tian to say it outright.

Let the judges find out.