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Chapter 815, fake antique
Phalaenopsis is quite beautiful.

Red, white, yellow, and deep purple are extravagant.

I sent a set to Huo Qinghua. Rhododendron is one of the national flowers, and it is also a set.

A few pots of plums haven't bloomed yet, and the Phalaenopsis is even more coquettish and cheap in comparison.

When setting the table, Huo Qinghua drew paintings by one child after another, and the fish in the tank were also drawn, all of them are small buckets.

69×69 is the standard, and the small bucket is a square of one foot, also called sketches.

Huo Qinghua's asking price is one foot and one hundred million, that's how big it is.

Big is big momentum, small is small coquettish.Although her paintings are small, each painting must have a color.

Uncle Lan was watching from the side and remained calm. Uncle Lan had cultivated to this level of indifference.

Lan Gaotian is also indifferent, anyway, it's not hers, she wants to practice, but I don't know how long it will take.

When Xie Yu sent her to kindergarten, she would have time. She didn't want to work anymore, so she could practice calligraphy and painting. Maybe, she would take care of her grandson again in two years.

Xie Yu put on a face, not knowing how much he understood.

A child learns from an adult, and his grandfather and appointments have influenced him.

Huo Qinghua opened one piece and asked Baozi, "Which one do you like?"

Baozi: "Cabbage and meat buns."

Also customized, Huo Qinghua re-painted, six steamed buns on a plate, four bowls of porridge, but the bowls are only painted in appearance.

Xie Baozi was drooling looking at the buns, my aunt wanted to eat the buns.

Lan Gaotian laughed, this bun is enough for Xie Yu to eat for 100 years.

Regardless of the simple steamed stuffed bun, it is plump and symbolizes abundance. On the surface, you can’t see the connotation of cabbage or leek, but the craftsmanship of the steamed stuffed bun can also be seen to be peaceful.

Lan Gaotian didn't even dare to ask for it, but he just took it and gave it to her after it was mounted.

These paintings were sent to be mounted together, and naturally there was a sensation.

A group of people kidnapped and went to the carnival to enjoy it.

Huo Qinghua snatched the bun and asked Xie Baozi to take it.

An old man hehe: "I have a bad appetite recently, so I asked me to copy a picture."

Huo Qinghua called him to the lounge and gave him a prescription.

The old man and the baby still want to copy it.

Forget it, a group of people appreciating the painting is about to fight, don't tear the painting up!
Fortunately, they all have qualities, and they just want to grab it, so Huo Qinghua opened her mouth.

Huo Qinghua said: "Buy two pots of Phalaenopsis, can't you just go back and paint it?"

A group of people look at her and think everyone is stupid?Seriously: "You draw so much?"

Huo Qinghua: "I'm in a good mood for a while. Otherwise, take two pictures of the annual meeting as gifts."

The old lady: "What do you care about as a gift?"

Don't you think it's so expensive to give away calligraphy and paintings that you have to fight at the annual meeting?
Huo Qinghua: "There will be another picture in Spring."

Clever: "One picture is not enough."

Huo Qinghua: "One more picture of the Autumn Festival." No more.

Everyone also understands that if you can give it away, you just don't sell it.

Not for money, but for everyone's heart together.As long as you perform well, you can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting whatever you want.

Yao Lao took the initiative: "I got an inkstone earlier."

others lamented.Some people wanted to see that Mr. Yao didn't give it to him, so Huo Qinghua teased him out.

However, no matter the value, it is a heart.Who doesn't have a few of them?

Song Jiuye, Zhou Da, and others have collected many famous halls.

By the way, the old man asked someone to send a brush washer, a paperweight, and several pieces.This is for everyone to appreciate.

Song Jiuye has many tricks: "This paperweight was shot last year? 300 million."

Huo Qinghua looked, the blue and white animal shape, how should I put it, hundreds are hundreds, and tens of thousands are tens of thousands.

Antique indeed.Everyone uses paperweights.

The old man asked Huo Qinghua: "You must have a good eye."

Huo Qinghua: "Actually, I like it."

Boom.Song Jiuye looked carefully with his hand, it must be true.

The old man had nothing to worry about, instead he was excited: "Talk about it, but liars are very powerful now."

Huo Qinghuale: "It's not easy to do this now, but pretending to be an antique will lose its aura instead."

Song Jiuye slapped his thigh!
Everyone knows patina, but many things are stored differently. For example, whether a book is bought or not read, and it is different from reading it often, ten years later.The old energy must be given by time, and the old energy of the antique is the aura.

No matter how good it is now, if viewed from modern means, it is amazing.

The little boy didn't understand: "There are also fake auctions?"

The old man smiled: "The antique one is darker."

Museums are willing to get fake ones, and real and fake ones are part of the fun of playing.

Unlike some: experts rely on bragging, auctions rely on cheating, collecting every day and dreaming of getting rich overnight, money, infringement of too many things.

For example, if you have this ability, you can still make more money by making antiques.

Only Huo Qinghua is more valuable than antiques.

Let some people face it, can't we create something good?Where is the value of antiques?in the bubble?
Really valuable... how many people know how to appreciate it?
There was a lot of noise outside, but Li Meiying found her here, and it was great.

Huo Qinghua came out with the buns in her arms.

Li Meiying is 57 years old. Although she is a middle-aged and elderly woman who wants to clean up her style, she lacks confidence for this occasion.

In fact, everyone can afford to wear it now, and middle-aged and elderly village women also do beauty treatments, but some can wear big brands into street goods, and some can wear street goods with a sense of luxury.

Li Meiying is Tuyang's great aunt, with a legendary intimacy.

Huo Qinghua didn't even wear a coat, so she took the coat and wrapped it in a bun.

The cold wind blows at the door, and the route is cold and hard.

Li Meiying is not used to this kind of weather, but no one can easily enter the carnival.

The old man even wanted to introduce Huo Qinghua's kind of access control, after all, the carnival is more complicated.

Besides, if someone comes once, it will be fine next time?No one is stupid, and no one is kind to my aunt.

In fact, everyone saw something of the truth.

You said that when a person is well-off, all kinds of relatives who are out of reach come to his door.

Uncle Lan is a relative.And Huo Qinghua, as an orphan, was born with sympathy.

From the perspective of the old man and the old lady, Huo Qinghua is still a child at the age of 25.

Li Meiying came to the house to bully people, and there was uncle Lan in Qingning City, how could Changping call an aunt to be a demon?

Li Meiying vs. Huo Qinghua: "I can't even recognize it."

The aunt wanted to take Huo Qinghua to have a good look.

Huo Qinghua looked at her.

Everyone watched.The aunt shivered and lost all confidence.

A gust of wind blows, Ah!The aunt almost scoffed at her face.

Several people took coats and put them on Huo Qinghua, don't carry the young man if he is in good health.

Huo Qinghua vs. Auntie, the gap is too big.Huo Qinghua just needs to show off her momentum a little bit.

Li Meiying is not afraid of death, so she doesn't know where this place is.

Although everyone has heard and guessed, the truth is very different.It's as far from ideal as reality is.

Li Meiying asked: "Do you work here?"

She really didn't know, and Huo Qinghua had no obligation to tell her.

Li Meiying cheered up: "This is your son? I'm your aunt."

Huo Qinghua: "Your surname is Lan?"

Li Meiying: "I am your aunt."

Huo Qinghua: "My grandfather and uncle are both surnamed Lan, you are not the stepdaughter of the Lan family. How long do you remember when my mother passed away? Do you want to talk to my mother first?"

(End of this chapter)