Chapter 12

"Hmm???"

Yemo suddenly reaches forward and touches the bamboo leaves, while the back shows a different color and looks at the painting carefully.

"What's the matter?"

Linxi was stunned by Yemo's sudden move and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay."

He touched the shaft of the vertical shaft again, and Yemo withdrew with a complex look.

He looked at Linxi again with admiration.

"What's the matter? I'm surprised."

Ye Mo's suddenly admiring eyes made him a little confused. Linxi also imitated Ye Mo's appearance and reached out to touch the bamboo leaves on the painting, but he didn't find anything.

It's just an ordinary touch, nothing unusual.

"Wrap it up quickly."

Yemo urges the middle-aged clerk who is confused by them.

The middle-aged man was confused. Finally, ye Mo deliberately teased his girlfriend. After rolling up the picture scroll, he put it into the picture box and handed it to them.

Ye Mo took the painting box and clamped it in his arms, just as he was afraid that the middle-aged man would repent.

"Yemo, what the hell are you doing?"

Knowing that people have many eyes, after leaving the door of suxinzhai, Linxi restrained her doubts.

After walking back to the parking lot and getting in the car, Linxi finally asked questions.

In suxinzhai, Yemo's unusual behavior aroused Linxi's curiosity.

"You picked up a big leak. The picture is true."

After you fasten your seat belt, yemer said.

You can't show off when you pick up a leak in front of the boss, which is also a hidden rule.

First, it seems a little selfish. It's really a loss of self-restraint to pick up a leak and blow it face to face.

Second, fear that the seller will make any emotional action on impulse under the condition of jealousy and regret.

Even if the boss can hold back his inner chagrin and anger face to face, it doesn't mean that he won't take risks at any time.

After all, I'm not afraid of thieves. I'm afraid of thieves.

Fortunately, Linxi asked before he went out of vegetarian fasting, otherwise it was really hard for him to explain. There were all three religions and nine schools in Qianjie street.

Being heard by people with a heart will inevitably lead to unnecessary trouble.

"You mean, this is really the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao?"

After hearing Yemo's words, Linxi was obviously startled and asked quickly.

"No."

Yemo Khan said.

What are you thinking, girl? If it's really Zheng Xie's genuine product, the boss will come out and kill you when he knows.

Ye Mo's heart is full of stomach Fei.

If the authentic works of Zheng Banqiao are auctioned, the price can be at least tens of millions.

After all, it is called "the most imitated person in history".

"Then what are you making a fuss about!"

Lin Xi stares at Xingmu. Bai is excited. Ye Mo is entertaining himself.

"Although it's not the genuine work of Zheng Xie, it's the genuine work of Zhang Daqian. It's just disguised. Ordinary people can't see it!"

Seeing that Linxi had a faint sign of violence, Yemo stopped selling off and told Linxi directly.

"Zhang Daqian? Is that Zhang Daqian, who is as famous as Qi Baishi and Xu Beihong, the first person to imitate painting?"

Although Linxi knows nothing about calligraphy and painting, he obviously has a good foundation in history.

When Yemo mentioned Zhang Daqian's name, Linxi reflected who it was.

"Yes, it is the authentic work of Zhang Daqian from Xiali Hong Kong. Although this painting is imitated, not the authentic work of Zheng Xie, Zhang Daqian's imitation painting itself is also of great collection value. Unfortunately, the value of early imitation has shrunk a lot, but it is at least worth this number."

After explaining, yemer stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty thousand?"

Linxi asked.

Ye Mo shook his head.

"Three hundred thousand?"

Yemo still shakes his head.

"Three million?!"

Linsy's voice trembled a little.

"Yes, if this is the painting of Daqian Jushi in his later years, the price can double again."

Yemo nodded.

Linxi felt very unreal. The things he spent 10000 yuan on turned into more than three million authentic works in the blink of an eye!

However, this is the charm of cultural antiques.

"Hmm? You're not lying to me, are you? How can you understand this?"

Linxi just reacted. She just completely believed Yemo. What Yemo said she believed.

But my husband is a waste who knows nothing.

This would never have happened before.

"I learned this line in Yanjing. I know some literary and antique. If you don't believe it, you can go to the Academy of fine arts to find old man Li and ask him to remove the camouflage and identify it again."

Mr. Li Youting is a good friend of Mr. Lin, a professor of the Academy of fine arts and a master of calligraphy and painting.

Yemo asks Linxi to find Li Youting. First, she is afraid that she will damage the painting because she doesn't know the goods.

Second, only Li Youting has this level in Dongjiang, which can not only remove the extremely secret camouflage, but also not damage the paintings of Daqian lay scholars.

Third, I'm afraid of being coveted by outsiders. After all, more than three million is not a small number.

"Can you still play antiques? What about your beads?"

Seeing that ye Mo didn't seem to be faking, Lin Xi believed it. After receiving the painting box, she was afraid of bumping into it, so she simply held it in her arms.

"By the way, it's a pity to send this painting. Let's use it as a birthday gift."

There is absolutely no reason to send these more than three million paintings directly.

Yemo took out the beads and said.

"This is not a stall?"

Lin Xi also reacted at the moment. Since ye Mo can recognize the disguised paintings of Zhang Daqian.

How can you love a string of ground stalls.

"What kind of stall goods? This is a serious Hainan Huanghua pear wood, and it is also a first-class purple avocado."

Yemo pulls open the lid of the armrest box, picks up the string of beads of different colors and sizes, and unlocks the button.

"Dada dada..."

All the beads poured into the armrest box.

Ye Mo reached out and picked up the beads from inside. After picking them out, he wiped them with a paper towel and put them directly on the rope.

In less than a minute, a string of hands with exquisite patterns appeared on Ye Mo's hand.

"Is this really purple pear wood?"

Linxi's eyes widened even when he saw it.

"Hainan Huanghua avocado mostly grows in the western region of Hainan. Due to the high terrain and dense mountain forests, trees compete for nutrients and grow slowly, so the material is fine and oily with high density."

After handing over the string, Yemo explained.

"It should be that a cruel man took the gray purple avocado hand string as a low-quality small leaf red sandalwood, disassembled it and rewrote the long string."

Yemo picks up a greasy paper towel and shakes it in front of Linxi's eyes.

"Poof, who's so stupid? My classmate said that the first-class purple avocado hand string can sell for tens of thousands of yuan."

Lin Xipu burst out laughing, and suddenly there were all kinds of amorous feelings.

Ye Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Drive, what are you doing?"

After the reaction, Lin Xi strained his face and said.

"Where are you going?"

"Dongjiang Academy of fine arts, first frame the paintings of Daqian lay scholars."

Lin Xi, holding the picture box, said with a look of a financial fan.