The president’s wife’s vest is crazy

"What's so good about that thing? What kind of treasure here is worth more than tens of millions? I don't know!"

Luo Yaoren thought about it for a few seconds and agreed, "Okay, as long as your identification is accurate, I will give you all the grasshoppers!"

"This picture is half true and half false."

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

"Little girl, what you said is the same as what you didn't say. Go ahead and play!"

"Mr. Luo, this painting scroll is real. It is not very old, but the painting paper is spliced ​​from two eras."

Shen Qinghe touched the drawing paper with his upper hand and continued, "It feels heavy, rough, and thin in texture. It is white linen paper, and it has turned yellow over time.

The smooth and delicate underneath is rice paper, twenty or thirty years old, not a long time. "

"When looking at painting techniques, Zhang Daqian absorbed Chinese and Western painting techniques. From a macro perspective, what the elder brother just said is right. He is bold and unrestrained, while at a micro level, he is delicate and subtle.

This painting is a clever copy, but the painting method is a bit rigid, and the stroke of "wood" in the last word at the signature is upside down. It is impossible for Mr. Zhang Daqian to make such a mistake. "

When everyone heard this, they immediately came forward to look at it, stretched out their hands to touch it and nodded, "It's true."

"Little girl, can you see such a subtle change?"

Zhou Bingyan felt that she had lost face and retorted, "You just said half truths and half lies, where is the truth? I think you are talking nonsense like a blind cat meets a dead mouse!"

Shen Qinghe stepped forward and took out the scroll.

"what are you doing?"

"If you make a mistake, you will destroy a famous painting. Little girl, you will be responsible!"

The crowd panicked and quickly stopped him.

"Let her tear it down!" Luo Yaoren felt that Shen Qinghe's words made some sense.

The two scrolls on the bottom were removed, and Shen Qinghe gently peeled off the painting paper from top to bottom.

Everyone was amazed!

"Is there another painting hidden under this painting?"

The drawing paper was completely removed, revealing a painting underneath.

"This is the real work of Zhang Daqian!"

"The little girl is really amazing!"

"That's right! This is it!"

Everyone sighed at Shen Qinghe's power.

"Little girl, how did you see that there was a painting hidden underneath?"

The thin man with gold teeth was very interested.

"Guessed." Shen Qinghe clicked to the end.

Too many words will be lost.

"Little girl, which family do you belong to? Please leave your business card so that we can look for you to identify treasures in the future!"

The fat man stepped forward and smiled flatteringly.

Everyone looked at Shen Qinghe with more admiration and stepped forward to ask for their contact information.

"Mr. Luo, I've also seen the painting. Is it time to cash in on my Huitengcai?"

Shen Qinghe rejected everyone's enthusiasm and looked at Luo Yaoren.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yaoren lowered his eyelids, turned his eyes left and right, and said, "Miss, please wait here. I will send someone back to get it immediately. If you see anything good, just take it."

He turned around and ordered his men to go back and retrieve the pitchweed.

Zhou Bingyan's eyes seemed to be glued to Shen Qinghe.

He always felt that this woman looked familiar.

"Bingyan!" Fang Yunyao noticed Zhou Bingyan's thoughts and was particularly dissatisfied.

Shen Qinghe sat down on the sofa next to the exhibition hall. Luo Yaoren came over attentively holding a red wooden box, "Miss, I saw how understanding you were just now. Why don't you take a look at this golden hairpin for me again?"

Shen Qinghe opened her mouth to refuse, and when Luo Yaoren opened the box, she was stunned for a moment.

A golden phoenix head ruby ​​hairpin.

It's her mother's dowry!

How could it be in his hands?

"Where did this thing come from?" Shen Qinghe took it and took a look. It was indeed her mother's relic. It was an ancestral item. It was unique in China. She could not mistake it.

"A few years ago, I picked it up while hiking in Nanshan. Girl, what's the current market price?"

Luo Yaoren tentatively asked the price.

He just likes antiques and does not know how to appreciate them. He has shown this thing many times and has different opinions.

"I want ten million!"

Shen Qinghe didn't hesitate and spoke directly.

"Thirty million, give it to me!" Fang Yunyao said.

She just couldn't stand this woman, she was just as annoying as Shen Qinghe!

"Fifty million!" Shen Qinghe's sinister eyes met Shang Yunyao's gaze.

Fang Yunyao couldn't help but shudder, and turned her head to act coquettishly like Zhou Bingyan, "Bingyan, this is so beautiful, I want it."

"Eighty million!"

Zhou Bingyan increased the price.

This thing is really good, and it would be a suitable gift for his mother.

The fists under Shen Qinghe's sleeves were clenched.

"Two hundred million!" Yu Xiuyan suddenly appeared.

Zhou Bingyan looked up, his eyes dazed with anger.

He never failed to achieve what he wanted.

"Two hundred and fifty million!"

"Two hundred and eighty million!" Yu Xiuyan continued to increase the price.

Zhou Bingyan's face turned green and he gritted his teeth, but in the end he still couldn't shout.

Who is he?

The whole place was in an uproar!

This is by far the highest priced antique in Beijing.

A bunch of people looked at Yu Xiuyan curiously.

There are not many people in Beijing who are so wealthy.

"Then sir, this thing is yours!" Luo Yaoren happily handed over the wooden box.

Shen Qinghe didn't fight anymore and it fell into Yu Xiuyan's hands. She could just buy it back.

After the fire, all her mother's things were taken away by Hua Chunmei. She thought the golden hairpin was also taken away by her. How could it be left in Qinnan Mountain?

Zhou Bingyan was unwilling to get the gold hairpin.

"Sir, I haven't seen you in Beijing before? What kind of industry are you in?"

He doesn't allow anyone to steal his spotlight.

"real estate."

Zhou Bingyan smiled, it turned out that he was a nouveau riche in demolition.

"Bing Yan, I just said that some people are so rich and are just like local bosses." Fang Yunyao looked at Yu Xiuyan proudly.

He looks good, but he is a bit poor, otherwise she could consider it.

"This lady looks very rich, so why not buy everything here? It's not expensive anyway, about 100 million."

Shen Qinghe couldn't stand Fang Yunyao's arrogant look.

"You..." Fang Yunyao stomped her feet angrily and pulled Zhou Bingyan, "Bingyan, look at her!"

"This lady doesn't look like an ordinary person. I wonder which one of you is the confidante here?"

In short, it’s up to men to get the upper hand.

"If Mr. Zhou has the ability, he will buy this place and give it to your close friend. Miss Fang is the daughter of the Shen family, and she doesn't like paupers!"

There were whispers from the crowd.

Both of them looked extremely ugly.

"who the hell are you?". Fang Yunyao felt more and more that the person in front of her was particularly familiar to her.

impossible!

Today’s visitors are all wealthy people from Beijing. So what if Shen Qinghe is the dancing queen? So what if she is an embroidery master? How could she come to such a high-end place?

"Don't worry about who I am, Mr. Zhou. You must have no money or you are stingy..." Shen Qinghe sneered.

Where was Zhou Bingyan being held?

The things here were worth at least 100 million, and he felt they were not worth buying them. He didn't want to spend the money on Fang Yunyao. If he didn't buy them, he would be a stingy person.

Luo Yaoren saw Zhou Bingyan's predicament and said quickly, "Girl, you are joking. We don't sell the things here, we only give them away."

At this time, the assistant came, and Luo Yaoren continued, "Girl, the grass is ready downstairs."

Shen Qinghe pulled away and left.

"Bingyan, we..." Fang Yunyao turned around and pulled Zhou Bingyan away.

"Go away!"

Zhou Bingyan lost face and left without wanting to have more contact with Fang Yunyao.