C1 Transmissive Priming

"Geezer, aren't you being a little too fake? This Zhang Wanqian's f * cking words had all the watermarks on it! "You, you, you …"

Lee Heng was speechless. This damn painting, forget about 3000, no one even wanted 300 yuan!

However, the quality of this piece of paper was extremely high, and even the calligraphy itself was extremely effective.

If not for the almost invisible watermark of the printing plant, Lee Heng would have thought it was the calligraphy master of the Song Dynasty, Zhang Wanqian. That price would have been too high!

This time, Lee Heng was here to participate in a session of the River City, organized by an auction house. All the antique families and people who eat this food would take out some of their belongings for the tourists to buy.

Although the purpose of the Grand Exhibition was to warm up for the grand auction in a month's time, there would often be some good items. There were antiques, paintings, jade artifacts, ores, everything.

Lee Heng came this time to see if he had made any progress in his studies.

In the end, when he just arrived, he met this damn old man selling fake calligraphy and paintings.

"What do you know? This was accidentally printed on the wall!"

It was obvious that the old man was a little guilty as well, looking for unlucky people everywhere with shifty eyes.

Lee Heng rolled his eyes as he turned around and entered the street.

This place was originally an antique market, with an ancient scent and bluestone floor tiles emitting the aura of history.

Looking at the bustling crowd around him, Lee Heng walked around for a while. Just as he was about to pick up a porcelain bowl to examine it, his eyes flashed. He saw a few young men walking towards him with a haughty expression.

Seeing these young men, Lee Heng put down the bowl and turned around to leave.

It was annoying to see these people.

However, he never expected that one of them had sharp eyes and saw Lee Heng at a glance.

"Eh? Isn't that that that brat Lee Heng? "

"It's him. Hmph, looks like this trash also wants to try his luck."

"Him? How can they compare to our Wang family? Just a bastard born of someone who was chased out by our Wang family! "

"Hehe, brothers, why don't we go and fix him? Just based on the three-legged he learned, he is on a completely different level when compared to our Wang family's inheritance techniques. "

Immediately, a few of the young people were moved, the one in the lead was called Wang Jin, beside him were a few Wang family cousins.

They sneered and soon caught up to Lee Heng.

"Oh, Lee Heng, you're also here to participate in this assessment gathering? Just your little three-legged cat. "Then let's not disgrace ourselves, shall we?" Wang Jin sneered.

Lee Heng frowned.

He was already about to dodge it, but this group of people wanted to stick to him like poultice.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Before Wang Jin could open his mouth, his cousin, Brother Wang, also spoke.

"Of course it's related. Although your mother was kicked out of the family and gave birth to a bastard like you, but you …"

Before he could finish his words, a shadow flashed in front of him, and with a loud 'pa', his face was slapped.

In the blink of an eye, this slap shocked quite a few people in the surrounding area.

Wang Yuan was dumbstruck and howled in shame and anger, "You dare to hit me?"

"If you dare to speak so lowly, do you believe that I would dare to kill you?"

"You …" Wang Yuan still wanted to say something, but Wang Jin, who was beside him, grabbed onto his cousin and angrily said: "Even if you don't like Lee Heng, you're still your cousin. What nonsense are you spouting? You want everyone in the world to see Wang family as a joke? "

"But …" Wang Yuan glared viciously at Lee Heng and was taken aback.

Wang Jin's expression was also very ugly, but it was his fault first. He said in a deep voice,

"Lee Heng, I heard that you're quite knowledgeable about antique jade. How about a comparison?"

"Not interested."

Lee Heng turned and left. It was not because he was afraid, but because he did not want to interact with the Wang family people.

All these years, he had been studying the knowledge of ancient jade artifacts and had never stopped practicing. Although Wang family was a Jade Artifact Family, it had a deep understanding of ancient arts and inheritances.

However, Lee Heng had never been afraid of anyone of the same generation.

Seeing Lee Heng leave, Wang Jin frowned.

"Trash, are you scared?" Wang Yuan sneered, "Fight if you're not afraid! Whoever loses will kneel down and slap their own face, and even admit that they are a wild dog, do you dare to!? "

Lee Heng shook his head and didn't want to argue with them.

Wang Yuan and the others thought that Lee Heng was afraid.

Another cousin opened his mouth and ridiculed, "So you, Lee Heng, are such a coward. Weren't your parents very stubborn when they left the two big families back then? How come in your generation, you don't have the slightest bit of bravery or bloodlust? "

"Looks like Uncle Li really gave birth to a good-for-nothing!" Another person teased.

Lee Heng finally stopped and turned around.

"Within half an hour, each person will pick out one piece of porcelain. The highest bidder wins, but I want to add another condition. The loser not only had to slap himself in the face, he had to be slapped three times as well. "I've lost. Each of you slap me three times. If I win, I'll slap each of you three times. Do you dare!?"

Lee Heng was never a person who would admit defeat. He was confident in his achievements in these years of hard work.

"Good!" That's what you said! " Wang Yuan sneered. He wasn't afraid of Lee Heng agreeing, he was only afraid that he wouldn't agree.

How could a self-taught kid compare to a talent that was nurtured by their family system?

What's more, they still had deeper trump cards. With this trump card, even if Lee Heng went against the heavens, he would still not be able to compare to it.

The few of them prepared to pass by each other.

However, because of his hatred, Wang Yuan suddenly gave Lee Heng a push when he was in the wrong.

Lee Heng didn't even have time to react before he staggered and fell in front of a stall with a crash.

"Yo, if you don't even know how to walk, how can you appraise treasures!" Wang Yuan sneered and left with the others.

However, at this moment, Lee Heng's forehead was bleeding. His head hit a black stone bead and it was dyed red.

"Ahh, damn you. How are you going to pollute my treasure?" Do you know that this thing is worth three thousand gold coins?

"Do you think I'm an amateur? Wasn't it just a broken pebble? You want to sell it as an antique?

Lee Heng was very unhappy and threw down ten yuan. "I'll buy it for ten yuan. If you're unhappy, go and sue me!"

Seeing that Lee Heng was an expert, the stall owner took the 10 yuan and twitched his mouth as if nothing had happened. Many people around them cursed silently. This old thing really used pebbles to trick people!

However, at this time, Lee Heng was in a trance, slapping the cobblestone with his hand, feeling the sky spin and earth spin. He finally came to a corner and felt dizzy, his eyes kept crying, and the cobblestone in his hand started to melt and enter his body.

The dizziness lasted for ten minutes. After Lee Heng woke up, he felt a sense of comfort coming from his whole body. He raised his head and looked around.

Swish!

In that instant, a large group of naked men and women appeared before him. Their clothes had almost become transparent, and were unable to obstruct his gaze. These people had no secrets in front of him.

"Motherf * cker, Sky Sovereign Wuliang is the best! What's going on!?"

Lee Heng was shocked.