Chapter 23

"Five million, why should I buy you a fake? Is there something wrong with your head or with mine? " "I can't," he said, "if I take away a million fingers, I won't take advantage of them."

Song Qilin almost vomited blood. You gave me a million for the things I spent 10 million on.

Do you want to take advantage of this?

How shameless!

His face is uncertain. He stares at Lin Chengfei. He looks like he doesn't care much about the painting. If you buy it, it should be a real collection, right?

Song Qilin clenched his teeth. Who made me look stupid? It's a little bit if you can change it. It's a joke to put it at home.

"A million dollars, transfer it to me right away," he said hatefully

"No problem."

Lin Chengfei answered with a smile, and then asked: "if you sell this painting to me, it means that you sell all the things contained in this painting to me. It has nothing to do with you any more. Do you have any problem?"

"Of course! Are you afraid I'll go back? " Song Qilin waved his hand and said impatiently.

Lin Chengfei nodded, took out his mobile phone and transferred it directly to song Qilin's account. Then he took over the picture of sending his son to heaven and looked at it carefully.

Song Qilin sneered: "if you know that something you haven't seen in the world is fake, why don't you spend a million on it? It's dirty to wipe your ass

Ren Xuefeng and sun Yaoguang are puzzled. They don't understand why Lin Chengfei spends a million dollars to buy a fake?

Is it really for collection?

You know, although this painting imitates vividly, it's fake, and it's appraised by Qi Lao, so it's not worth much money.

Qi also shook his head and thought that Lin Chengfei was a big wrongdoer in this deal It's a big loss.

Ren Xuefeng said bitterly, "Chengfei, what are you playing with? Isn't that the white let that surname song take advantage of? "

Sun Yaoguang also said with regret: "brother Chengfei, I have to say that your action is too impulsive."

But Lin Chengfei said with a smile: "I think this thing is a little unusual, but what's special about it? Let me have a good look."

Song Qilin took the money and left in no hurry. He looked at Lin Chengfei sarcastically: "brain damage!"

He just wants to stay and have a look. Lin Chengfei will be so angry.

It has been a month since he got the painting. If there is any mystery in the painting, he will not find it?

Mr. Qi was also a little unhappy. He thought that Lin Chengfei was doubting his vision. He sneered and said, "Xiaoyou seems to have some unique opinions about painting and calligraphy. What's unusual about this painting? Can you tell us something about it?

Lin Chengfei hears the sarcasm in his words, but he doesn't care. Anyone who just makes a judgment for something will jump out and deny it immediately. His eyes will be unhappy. It's human nature. There's no need to be angry.

He transported the true Qi to his eyes again, and the brilliant golden light suddenly appeared in front of him.

He tried hard to bear the sting of his eyes, but found that the golden light did not emanate from the whole picture, but originated from the scroll at the right end. The golden light emerged from the scroll, and then spread over the whole picture, which made it so brilliant.

Lin Chengfei looks happy, reaches out his hand to open the hollow scroll, reaches out his finger, and gropes inside.

Ren Xuefeng asked strangely, "what are you doing?"

Lin Chengfei laughed: "I think there may be something in it."

Everyone looked at Lin Chengfei straightforwardly. When they saw his action, most of them scoffed and thought that he was trying to impress others.

Song Qilin rolled his eyes and sneered, "idiot!"

Lin Chengfei suddenly raised his head and said with a sneer, "I advise you not to pretend now, or you will become a real fool later."

"You can keep talking, but it doesn't cover up your brain damage of spending a million dollars on a worthless item." Song Qilin said with a laugh.

Lin Chengfei shook his head and slowly moved his finger out of the scroll: "no tears if you don't see the coffin."

He didn't know what was in the scroll, but he could guess that it must be a good thing.

With his two fingers, he slowly squeezed out a yellowing, rolled up paper.

"This What's this? "

"Is there something else in the scroll?"

"I don't think so. Is it really something valuable?"

Looking at Lin Chengfei's actions, many people exclaimed, especially Ren Xuefeng and sun Yaoguang.

Song Qilin grew up and refused to believe it. He murmured, "what the hell is this? It must not be a good thing, it must be! "

Lin Chengfei slowly unfolds the yellow paper. Many people can't help but move their feet and look over.The paper is not too big, but it is full of dense words. The font is round and smooth. It is like flowing clouds and flowing water. It is quite beautiful.

Open post a few words, let a person amaze incomparably, every minute is showing a great family demeanor.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, I was in Kui Chou. At the beginning of late spring, I would be in Lanting in Kuaiji mountain."

"Preface to Lanting? What beautiful calligraphy? Whose copy is this? " Someone exclaimed.

"And who is the signature, Su Dongpo? Is it from Su Dongpo? "

Lanting preface was made by Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. His original work has not been seen for many years. If it is Wang Xizhi's original work, this thin piece of paper is worth tens or even tens of billions.

However, this post is certainly not an authentic one, because there was no such calligraphy in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Qi Xianren pretended to be reserved and didn't want to take a look at Lin Chengfei, a young man who deliberately offended him. However, when he heard the preface to the Orchid Pavilion, he couldn't help walking two steps to Lin Chengfei.

He forced his excitement, but his voice still trembled: "little friend, this calligraphy Can you lend me a look

"I'm going to ask Mr. Qi to make an appraisal." Lin Chengfei smiles and hands the calligraphy to Qi Xianren.

Qi Xianren took it carefully, fearing that he would damage one foot and become a sinner through the ages.

He looked at it word by word, and the whole room was silent, waiting for him to announce the final appraisal results.

everyone wanted to know whether Lin Chengfei had really taken advantage of it or was really wronged.

Song Qilin's face turned pale, shaking his head and saying to himself, "no, it won't be true, it won't be true!"

After a long time, Qi Xianren's eyes finally moved away from the calligraphy. He reluctantly returned the calligraphy to Lin Chengfei and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "This post is really the authentic work of Su Shi and Su Dongpo."

"What?"

"No?"

"Is there any real work of Su Da literary giant? It's not his own poem, but it's worth a lot of money, isn't it

Song Qilin listens to this sentence, legs a soft, directly falls to sit on the ground.