An ancient painting of the Ming Dynasty without signature and without knowing the author is worth 180000, but once the author can be determined, the value will double. Not to mention that the author of this painting was Zhu Da, a master of painting circles in the late Ming Dynasty. Zhao Zhongnan was reluctant to lose this painting to Lin Feng.
However, of course, Lin Feng is not so stupid. He is fooled by Zhao Zhongnan. He is a 10 billion millionaire. Does he still lack the 180000 people called Fazi?
"But Uncle Zhao, our bet just now was this painting? You don't have to spend money. I just want this painting. "
With that, Lin Feng rolled up the painting and took it in his hand. He was stunned that Zhao Zhongnan didn't even have a chance to repent.
"This... This... Lin Feng, if you think uncle's price is low, can we discuss it again? You also know that my uncle is a collector and can make money, but it's hard to get such a favorite ancient painting. I'll give you... Half a million. How about you sell this painting back to me? "
Zhao Zhongnan was really anxious when he saw that Lin Feng had taken all the paintings away. However, he expected that Lin Feng, a student in a mountain valley, had never seen so much money as 500000 in his life. If he offered such a high price, he would certainly agree.
But Zhao Zhongnan's offer was unacceptable to his son Zhao Shuang! He immediately shouted, "Dad! Isn't it just a broken picture? If we lose, we lose. Just give it to him. We only lose 180000. Why should he buy it back with 500000 yuan and let him take advantage of it out of thin air? "
Zhao Shuang didn't understand the market price of these ancient paintings. He just felt that his father was obviously sending money to Lin Feng. Of course, he was very unhappy in his heart.
"You... What do you know? Dad likes this picture very much and must keep it! "
At this time, Zhao Zhongnan could not explain to his son, because as long as he explained, Lin Feng knew that the painting was very valuable, and it was not generally valuable. You know, almost all the existing paintings of Zhu Da, a native of Badashan, have a collection value of more than ten million levels, and with its popularity and the scarcity of the number of paintings, the price is still rising.
In 2010, a painting of bamboo and stone mandarin ducks by Badashan people was sold at a transaction price of 1. 18.7 billion. At that time, Zhao Zhongnan was at the auction site and witnessed the madness of the competition. At that time, if it wasn't for the problem of capital turnover of one of the buyers, I'm afraid the auction price would be higher.
Moreover, the landscape fish and bird music of Badashan people in front of us is a rare painting of Badashan people without signature, which is much higher than the bamboo and stone mandarin duck in terms of collection value. Even if it is conservatively estimated, the collection value will not be less than 1. 500 million. If you put it in a big auction house, I'm afraid the auction price will not be a problem if it exceeds 200 million.
Even if Zhao Zhongnan is rich, his total wealth is just $100 million or $200 million. Most of them are accumulated by his parents. The rest are abducted by Zhao Zhongnan in the collection industry in recent years.
After struggling for a lifetime, I only have a net worth of 100 million or 200 million, but the painting in front of me is worth 200 million. How could Zhao Zhongnan miss this opportunity? I found such a national treasure level ancient painting at 180000 before. It can be said that I picked up a big leak.
But he killed himself and lost the bet with Lin Feng. Mr. Ye testified that he couldn't go back. Now that the painting has fallen into Lin Feng's hands, he can only cheat Lin Feng back when he doesn't know the real value of the painting. Even if it costs hundreds of thousands or millions, it is also greatly worth it.
If an ordinary high school student hears that 500000 is so much money, I'm afraid he will really move. He doesn't want to return the painting to Zhao Zhongnan. Unfortunately, today he met Lin Feng, the most legendary high school student in history with a value of 10 billion. How can he be moved by his 500000?
"Hey, hey! Uncle Zhao, I'm so sorry. I like this picture very much, too. You can't give up your love. Thank uncle Zhao for giving me this painting. "
The more he saw Zhao Zhongnan anxious and reluctant, the more Lin Feng refused to give him the painting. Although he didn't know the actual value of the painting, it must be more than 500000 yuan than Zhao Zhongnan wanted to give.
"You're not willing to pay half a million? Lin Feng, don't be too greedy? "
When he said this, Zhao Zhongnan glanced at Ye Lao next to him, because he knew that only Ye Lao knew the real value of the painting except himself.
Seeing that old Ye didn't seem to want to remind Lin Feng, Zhao Zhongnan sighed again, stretched out a finger and said to Lin Feng, "one million! It can't be any higher. This painting is not worth the money at all. If I didn't like it too much... "
"I won't sell this painting. Since it's not worth the money, I can't let uncle Zhao suffer! What, the food will be cold if you don't eat it again? I'm hungry too. Let's eat quickly! Don't disappoint grandma and aunt ping! "
When Lin Feng got the painting, he would not give it back to Zhao Zhongnan. He took the painting and walked to the dinner table.
"Come and eat first! Zhong Nan, Xiao Zhao, Yan Ran and Lu Ping finished reading the painting. Eat while it's hot! "
Seeing Lin Feng's slippery appearance, old ye also pursed his mouth and stole fun. Although she despised Zhao Zhongnan's behavior today, he brought the painting after all, and he was still his own student. Ye Lao didn't take the initiative to remind Lin Feng about the value of the painting.
Who knows, although Lin Feng didn't know that the painting was priceless, he sincerely wanted to have a hard time with the Zhao family and his son, and didn't sell the painting for much money.
At the dinner table, Zhao Zhongnan was so sad that he deliberately sat next to Lin Feng and almost brought him vegetables.
"Little brother Lin Feng, come... The sweet and sour pork ribs are too far away. I'm afraid I can't clip them. I'll clip them for you!"
"This soup is delicious! Little brother Lin Feng, would you like a bowl? "
"Oh! Mr. Ye's belly is no worse than that of old Beijing. Brother Lin Feng, you must try it! "
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For Zhao Zhongnan's enthusiasm, several people present were stunned. Just now, a smelly boy named Lin Feng has a mouth. As a result, now he is a little brother, and he continues to cook for Lin Feng with a warm smile. Is this changing too fast?
Especially when Zhao Shuang saw his father groveling to Lin Feng, he was so angry that he wanted to frustrate Lin Feng.
"Uncle Zhao, I have my own hands and can take vegetables..." Lin Feng was also speechless for a while. Is Zhao Zhongnan too cheeky and shameless?
"Two million! Lin Feng, uncle, if you double the price, will you return the painting to me? "
The food was almost finished. Zhao Zhongnan finally couldn't help it anymore. Finally, he stretched out two fingers and said to Lin Feng ruthlessly.
But Lin Feng still shook his head, took the picture close to him and said, "Uncle Zhao, I don't lack this pocket money. You'll die!"