The door-to-door son-in-law of the stunning female president

Compared with Ma Jun's excitement, Yan Yuxing's performance as the master of the painting was a bit flat, with only a little excitement.

One hundred million, or even several hundred million, is normal for him. The small amount is not too surprising, and a little bit of excitement is the mood of picking up the loopholes.

He doesn't care how much the paintings are worth, he just likes to paint.

Ma Jun is not excited because of the value of this painting, and Ma Jun will not be excited if it is several hundred million. With Ma Jun's current worth, it is hardly a problem to spend three to five hundred million, and several hundred million will not make him too excited. I've been surprised.

He was excited because this painting was the legendary Qixi Night Market.

It was a legend, but it turned out that it actually existed. This picture of the Qixi Festival night market is almost the same as Zhang Zeduan's Qingming Riverside Picture, and it is definitely a treasure.

It is understandable for Ma Jun to be excited to uncover the painting with his own hands.

"Brother Zhuo, you are so awesome, this time I am convinced!"

Yan Yuxing looked at Zhuo Ran and gave Zhuo Ran a thumbs up.

"Fuck, luck..."

Zhuo Ran smiled low-key. There is a saying that low-key is the best way to show off.

But immediately Yan Yuxing's face turned cold, and he took out his mobile phone and broadcast the call.

"Let that bastard who sells paintings pay the price, and cheat me, it's a shame I trust him so much!"

The tone was flat, but there was an involuntary murderous look between the words.

After all, he is Zheng Xing's young master. Everyone knows what Zheng Xing represents, but that is half of the black world in Bohai.

But Zhuo Ran felt that the person who sold the paintings deserved what he deserved!

Yan Yuxing decided to leave and bought a fake painting. It’s nothing. When everyone has a hole, there is no one in the antique circle who refuses to pay the tuition.

But the person who sold the paintings took advantage of Yan Yuxing's trust in him to deceive Yan Yuxing, that is, that person is not morally right.

Yan Yuxing was also angry here because the painting seller had failed his trust.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Yuxing's cold body faded away, and he smiled again. As for the price the painting seller will pay, Zhuo Ran doesn't know, but the end will definitely be miserable.

"Brother Zhuo, I really admire you for having such abilities at such a young age. If Brother Zhuo doesn't dislike you, we will be brothers from now on.

I am older, you can call me brother Yan, I will call you brother Zhuo, from now on, if you need anything, call brother! "

As the son of Boss Zheng Xing and one of the princes of Bohai, Yan Yuxing is definitely not a dead man.

With Zhuo Ran's ability, it will definitely be limitless in the future, and there is no disadvantage in making friends with such a person.

Of course Zhuo Ran could see that this was Yan Yuxing's solicitation, but Zhuo Ran didn't want to refuse, there is no harm in making friends with such a person.

"Then respect is worse than obedience, Brother Yan..."

"Happy...hahaha..." Yan Yuxing laughed heartily.

"Brother Zhuo, what are you packing on your back? Didn't you collect some treasures?"

Ma Jun noticed the backpack that Zhuo Ran brought in.

When Ma Jun mentioned it, Zhuo Ran remembered the porcelain bottle in the backpack, hurriedly opened the backpack, and said: "I picked up a porcelain bottle on the way here, it looks interesting, Brother Ma, Brother Yan, please pay attention..."

Zhuo Ran pushed the porcelain bottle in front of the two of them.

Taking out a portable magnifying glass from his pocket, Ma Jun began to study it carefully.

And Yan Yuxing was stunned. He usually likes to collect antiques, but most of them are paintings. There are very few ancient jades, and the research is not very deep, let alone porcelain.

No one bothered Ma Jun, so time flew by, and after 10 minutes passed, Ma Jun put away his magnifying glass and looked at Zhuo Ran.

"Brother Zhuo, this porcelain bottle looks good, the glaze color and luster are good, the sky blue porcelain color is top-notch, but the black lacquer covers too much area, I can't see why.

In such a situation, no one dares to determine the age, at most a Ming and Qing year, and the color of this porcelain looks like Ru kiln, it is very likely that it was imitated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs during the Yongzheng period, or imitated by other places, it is not worth too much Money, to put it bluntly, is only [-] to [-]! "

Ma Jun pushed the porcelain vase back in front of Zhuo Ran, with regret on his face, "It's a pity that the black paint covers too much area, otherwise the year can be definitely determined, even if it is an imitation, it can be worth [-] to [-]!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Ran couldn't help laughing, and said lightly: "What if I can let him show Lushan's true colors?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Ma Jun had already guessed what Zhuo Ran meant, but he couldn't believe it.

This black paint is nothing else, the adhesion and adhesion are too great, and it is almost impossible to clean them up.

"Brother Ma, lend me the finest sandpaper and tung oil!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Jun immediately said: "Brother Zhuo is almost impossible to clean up. If you clean it up, it will be worthless!"

Zhuo Ran couldn't help laughing, and said: "It's something that doesn't know how much it costs. If you clean it up, you may get unexpected surprises!"

Now that Zhuo Ran was so decisive, Ma Jun also understood that it would be useless to talk too much, so he brought tung oil and sandpaper and handed them to Zhuo Ran.

Indeed, as Ma Jun said, it is almost impossible to clean the paint on the porcelain.

If you want to clean it thoroughly, you will definitely damage the porcelain surface, but it is completely different with Zhuoran.

Under the red pupils, the boundary between the black lacquer and the porcelain surface is extremely clear, and there is absolutely no problem in cleaning up the black lacquer.

Wet the sandpaper with tung oil, and Zoran started to work.

"Shhhhh..."

Continuous rubbing sounds rang around their ears, and both Yan Yuxing and Ma Jun stared at Zhuo Ran.

Ma Jun kept sighing in his heart, Zhuo Ran was fine with everything, but he was a little too stubborn.

He thought that even if Zhuo Ran removed the black paint, the porcelain bottle would be useless.

But Zhuo Ran acted like a god, rubbing it just right, the black paint disappeared without any damage to the porcelain surface of the porcelain bottle, not even the luster.

Ma Jun was jealous and his heart was beating. He was so shocked that he secretly pinched himself. After the pain proved him, he was sure that it was all true.

"Okay! Lushan's true colors are revealed!"

After half an hour, Zhuo Ran removed all the black paint on the porcelain bottle, smiled lightly, and put the shiny sky blue porcelain bottle in front of Ma Jun, "Brother Ma, please pay attention..."

Zhuo Ran's words pulled Ma Jun out of the shock, he reacted suddenly, and hurriedly looked at it with a magnifying glass.

After seeing the word Feng Hua on the bottom of the bottle, Ma Jun's hands trembled, "Feng Hua..."

Yan Yuxing couldn't help looking at Ma Jun differently, "Brother Ma, what do you mean?"

"The inscription on the bottom of the bottle is Fenghua!" Ma Jun put down the porcelain bottle carefully, and emphasized to Yan Yuxing.