The flower protector of the beautiful president

"Little brother, can I borrow this old man to take a look at this calligraphy and painting?" Zhu Wenfang had only walked a few steps before the crowd dispersed, but he saw an old man in a Tang suit stepping out to Ye Fan and asked road.

"Of course." Ye Fan said indifferently, handing the calligraphy and painting in his hand to the old man in Tang suit.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." The old man in Tang suit looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully, then carefully put them away, and said, "Although this painting and calligraphy were copied by later generations, if it wasn't for the Chen Qing style rice paper , but the rice paper from Zeng Gong’s period or before Zeng Gong can be completely confused with the real one. Although this calligraphy and painting is not an authentic work by Zeng Gong, it can basically be confirmed that it was born in the Ming Dynasty, and it can be regarded as an antique, or More or less, it still has a certain viewing value, I wonder if the little brother is willing to part with it?"

"Sorry, I just bought it for fun, and I don't intend to sell it." Ye Fan refused.

"I can offer 150 million." The old man in Tang suit said.

Everyone at the scene, including Zhu Wenfang who had already walked a few steps, couldn't help but thumped in their hearts when they heard the price offered by the old man in Tang suit.

This painting was bought by Ye Fan for 100 million just now. In the blink of an eye, someone is willing to pay 150 million for it?Doesn't that mean that Ye Fan made 50 in the blink of an eye?
That's 50. How many people have to work hard for most of their lives to earn such a figure?
But who would have thought that the young man in his twenties in front of him could get it at his fingertips just by simply buying and selling it?
Many people at the scene, even Zhu Wenfang, couldn't help feeling a little regretful that they didn't buy that painting before!
"Not for sale." However, to the surprise of everyone at the scene, Ye Fan didn't take the price of 150 million for the old man in Tang suit at all, and directly rejected it.

Even Chen Xiuhua, who was standing beside Ye Fan, was a little surprised at such a scene.

Ye Fan didn't even think about it before, and was willing to bid 100 million. When she bought this painting, she couldn't help but feel that Ye Fan was out of his mind, but Chen Xiaohua was not short of money at all. There is no meaning of obstruction.

But now it seems that things are not as simple as I imagined.

As for Zhu Wenfang, who was about to leave before, he has no intention of leaving now, and wants to stay and find out.

"200 million!" The old man in Tang suit asked again.

"200?"

"My God, isn't this young man able to earn 100 million yuan just by changing hands?"

"It's true that people are better than people and dead people. When this young man bought this painting for 100 million just now, we were still laughing at others."

……

Everyone at the scene, when they heard that the old man in the Tang suit had asked for 200 million yuan, they couldn't help sighing and discussing.

Even Zhu Wenfang felt a little regretful in his heart at this moment.

However, it's just regret.With his professional vision, he naturally knew that the painting was not worth that price at all.

This young man in his twenties was just lucky. After buying the painting, he met someone who was also interested in the painting.

"Sorry, not for sale." However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Fan still chose to refuse after the old man in Tang suit offered 200 million yuan.

"Little brother, can you tell me the reason?" The old man in Tang suit didn't continue to increase the price, but asked curiously.

"To tell you the truth, old man, it's not that I don't want to give up love, but that this painting has a different world." Ye Fan said bluntly, with nothing to hide.

"Huh, it's just nonsense, nonsense..." Before the old man in Tang suit could reply, Zhu Wenfang, who had gone and returned, couldn't help but speak directly, "How could this painting have another world?"

"Since you are so sure, why don't we make a bet?" Ye Fan gave Zhu Wenfang a blank look, and said, "You just wanted to talk to the uncle who sells the painting because the material for this painting is Chen Qing's rice paper. Bet 100 million? Let's bet 100 million now."

"Okay." Zhu Wenfang said, "If this painting is really different, I, Zhu Wenfang, will give you 100 million immediately. If not, then you can only give me 100 million."

"Do I need to write a letter of guarantee?" Ye Fan asked, "What if someone loses and reneges?"

"I guarantee that there is no need. No one dares to play tricks in front of me, Nie Guozhang, on this three-acre land in Rongcheng." Nie Guozhang said.

"What, what, Nie, Nie Guozhang?" Zhu Wenfang, who was calm and calm just now, heard the name of Nie Guozhang, but his body trembled in fright for an instant, and then he had no time to think, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Old Nie, what's next?" The house hall, Zhu Wenfang, didn’t know that Mr. Nie was here in person, and if he offended and neglected him, please forgive him.”

Nie Guozhang, that is the boss of Rongcheng. In the whole city of Rongcheng, the person who covers the sky with one hand has always existed only in legends. Zhu Wenfang really did not expect that one day, he would be lucky enough to see such a legend as Nie Guozhang in real life. exist.

"No problem." Nie Guozhang waved his hand, and then said to Ye Fan, "Little brother, you can start now."

"Traditional Chinese painting mounters have a skill. They can uncover an ink painting layer by layer. According to the thickness of the rice paper, generally three layers can be uncovered." Ye Fan opened the painting again and said, "Top calligraphers and painters are those who penetrate the back of the paper and As for a calligraphy and painting work, the three layers are uncovered, and each layer is almost exactly the same."

While Ye Fan was speaking, he rubbed a corner of the painting with one hand. In the incredible eyes of countless people present, he saw that the corner of the painting was actually divided into three layers. .

Ye Fan then grabbed the upper layer of rice paper, and directly uncovered it. The first and second layers were almost identical. When everyone at the scene hadn't recovered from their senses at all, Ye Fan grabbed the middle layer again, and uncovered it again. open……

One calligraphy and painting becomes three, each of which is almost exactly the same.

"In the middle layer, more than Chen Qing's rice paper is used?" When everyone was still immersed in strong shock, Zhu Wenfang was already so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He took a few steps forward and stared at the paper. The calligraphy and painting on the middle layer, Tao.

"Did you just know now?" Ye Fan said with a disdainful glance at Zhu Wenfang.

"Hmph, even so, that doesn't prove that the middle layer must be the authentic work of Zeng Gong." Zhu Wenfang snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Whether it's an authentic painting has something to do with our bet?" Ye Fan said, "Just now we only gambled whether this painting has another universe, but we didn't bet that this painting must be the authentic work of Zeng Gong. How about it, Zhu Boss, if you are willing to bet, give me the money."

"You..." Zhu Wenfang's entire face turned livid.

Ye Fan said, but it is indeed the same thing.

He was too confident before, so he chose to bet with Ye Fan without thinking about it.