Chapter 47

Zhao self satisfied stood aside without any cover, disdained to smile.

"Grandfather, aren't you embarrassing them? But I'm just lucky to have a fake. What kind of expert do you think they are? "

This time, the only thing that will be lost is the face of the Zhao family, but now the old man is in the army.

As long as people's attention on Bai Shuang, it is enough to bring disaster to the East.

"If you don't say it, I forget it. It's really a bit of bullying. In this way, I won't bully you. I'll give you some tips."

With a smile, Zhao Jingxin took the purple clay pot and poured a glass of water in front of him.

Bai Shuang's attention is focused on the purple clay pot. This purple clay pot is simple and elegant, which is extraordinary at first sight. In addition, it's obvious that it's playing all the year round. Anyone with a little eyesight knows that it's very precious.

Although the carpets on the floor are also valuable, they are just luxury goods. They are not the most precious. The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are all exquisite, but they are not very precious when they look at the signature and tendency.

The old man is mediocre and elegant. Naturally, there are all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting in the house. Even there is an ancient inkstone that can't be seen and touched.

Think of this white frost is a long sigh, these things identification room to headache, not to mention their own.

When Zhao Ziyi was about to speak, Lin Yuan suddenly reached the edge of Bai Shuang and held it.

"It's not necessary to give a hint, but if I can find the most valuable thing, it's not only a matter of cooperation, but also a condition."

Lin Yuan indifferent mouth, light clouds, let Zhao Jingxin is one of the surprised, this guy where come such self-confidence.

"There are few people who dare to talk about terms in front of me. Even if the old people of the Bai family come here, they don't dare to do so. You are very brave."

Zhao Jingxin gave a cold smile.

"Why not?"

Lin Yuan continued, "I not only find the most expensive, but also help you identify the authenticity of this room."

He said with a smile.

"You've got a big advantage."

Zhao Jingxin was surprised and looked up and down. Was it a master appraiser?

But on second thought, how could this be a young man in his twenties and a master appraiser.

It's hard to be sure of the precious antiquities in this room, even if we invite a few appraisers to come.

Zhao Jingxin's biggest hobby in his life is to collect all kinds of authentic products. So there are many appraisers under his hand, including master level appraisers. But even so, he can't guarantee that all the things in this room are real.

"I'm quite young. Since you say so, I'd like to make a bet with you, but it can't be so light. What should you do if you can't do it?"

"It happens that there is a work of Baishan Jushi in my family. If I don't do it, I will send you a painting."

Lin Yuan laughs casually. It seems that such a valuable painting is not worth mentioning at all in his eyes, but in fact it is. He can draw it at will.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingxin and Baishuang were shocked at the same time, especially Baishuang.

How could Lin Yuan have such a valuable thing? What's more, Lin Yuan moved into the villa empty handed.

"I said before that your relationship was not good, but now it doesn't seem so. In this case, I'll give you a chance. Is half a day enough?"

In Zhao Jingxin's view, Lin Yuan naturally does not have this kind of precious thing. After thinking about it, he can only be Bai Shuang's treasure.

"Not so long, half an hour at most."

Lin Yuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to this kind of thing. He had seen too many precious antiques. Chinese and western people had contact with each other. In addition, he never forgot them.

Many of the secret, historical records, others need to read the classics, and he is able to remember at will.

"It's very generous. There are at least 100 treasures in my room. Can you see them in half an hour?"

Lin Yuan didn't answer. Instead, he turned and walked to the wall. He wandered slowly in the room. Everywhere he went, he looked down and looked around.

Looking at Lin Yuan's casual walk, Bai Shuang can't help but keep her voice down.

"Are you so confident? In addition, where do you go to find such a painting of Baishan Buddhist? Even if I've been looking for it for so many years, I can't buy it. "

Bai Shuang only thinks that Lin Yuan is exaggerating. Even if he shows more unusual before, how can the collection in this room distinguish the true from the false in half an hour and find the most valuable one.

Lin Yuan didn't speak, just gave a reassuring look, I don't know why Bai Shuang is no voice, biting his lips.

Finally, Lin Yuan made a circle and stopped in front of a landscape painting.

"There are 103 items in total, of which 35 are fake, but the method is very clever, and you put all these fakes in the northeast corner. Xiaomi, you should know it in your heart. As for the most valuable one, you think it's the small teacup in your hand."Lin Yuan looks at Zhao Jingxin with a smile, and points out that it is not the purple clay teapot, but the small teacup that is placed in the corner of the table.

Zhao Jingxin's face changed in an instant. Even if he saw more wind and rain, he couldn't believe it at the moment. How did Lin Yuan see it? He said it was exactly the same.

"But if you think that's all, that's wrong. The most precious thing is this painting."

Lin Yuan's hand to blame Zhao Jingxin is inexplicable. It is reasonable that Lin Yuan has won. Why did he suddenly make such a stupid choice.

"That painting is just something I bought for less than a million yuan. It just looks good, and there is nothing unique about it."

"This painting is not precious. What is precious is what is hidden inside. In ancient times, in order to preserve the real treasures of calligraphy and painting, some literati would often collect them in another painting. It is hard for ordinary people to notice. You must know that."

Lin Yuan slowly took the painting down and laid it flat on the table. Zhao Jingxin could not help but frown. At the beginning, he saw it specially and invited a professional appraiser. There was nothing unique about the painting.

"If you don't mind, I'll show you the baby in it now."

A small landscape painting, though worth millions, is not worth mentioning in Zhao Jingxin's eyes, far less than his curiosity.

Xiaohua saw the old man nodding, silent, slowly tearing the corner of the painting open, then bending down, hands steady.

Finally, the landscape painting was uncovered, and surprisingly, it was not damaged. On the outside, the painting was only torn at the edge, while on the inside, it was a small one, only 2 / 3 of the size of the original painting, but the content on it made the people in the room breathe quickly.

This is not a painting, but a work of calligraphy. It's full of flowing water. It makes people reluctant to leave at a glance.

"This is..."

Lin Yuan is also surprised, did not expect to be able to meet this legendary calligraphy.

"Liu, one of the eight masters, is not very good at calligraphy, but there is a calligraphy book that is famous in history. It has been concluded long ago that it was destroyed in the war. Now it seems that it is not the case."