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"Old man Feng, I'm here, have you received anything good recently?"

When Huang Feng was chatting with the old man, there was a burst of angry voices from outside, and then the door of the room was opened from the outside, and an old man of about the same age appeared in front of Huang Feng's eyes.

"Hey, there are guests?" The visitor immediately discovered Huang Feng's location: "How about I wait outside?"

"You, you are so old, and you are still so busy." Mr. Feng stood up and said, "Come in, we are waiting for you."

"Wait for me? What's the matter?" The person who came here also came in, and he didn't say anything about leaving.

"Come on, take a look at this painting, it was brought by this little friend, I'm not sure for a while, I'm afraid of missing a good work, you also have research in this area, just come and have a look." Old Man Feng said.

"Oh? You can't be sure?" The visitor seemed to be interested, unfolding the calligraphy and painting, and soon the same reaction as Mr. Feng had before.

Then he had a lively discussion with Mr. Feng.

"Looking at this, I thought he had a lot of ink, and it was abrupt at first glance, but when you look closely, it has another meaning."

"That's right, and this technique and technique seem to have never been seen before."

"Well, this method seems simple, but in fact, most people don't talk about painting, even it is difficult to describe."

"And this structure seems to be a different faction, do you have an impression?"

"No, never seen it before."

The two gathered around the painting, constantly discussing, with shock in their eyes, doubts in their eyes, and joy in discovering something novel, they had completely forgotten about Huang Feng.

Huang Feng touched his nose in embarrassment and didn't bother the two of them. After watching the analysis of the two of them bit by bit, he nodded and shook his head for a while. He seemed to attach great importance to this painting. Could it be sold for a good price? ?

Huang Feng felt a little hope in his heart, he is very short of money now, very short of money.

After a long while, the two stopped discussing, then the old man looked at Huang Feng and asked the same question as Mr. Feng before, and Huang Feng still answered the previous one.

"To be honest, this painting of yours is very good in terms of technique, conception or technique, but we have never seen such techniques and techniques before, but this does not mean that this technique and technique The technique is not good. On the contrary, the technique and technique are very good. The only shortcoming of your painting is the author, Wutongzi, who has never heard of this person. In this case, the value of the whole painting will be affected. ” said the old man later.

Huang Feng nodded. In fact, what he was thinking was, I don't understand what you said to me. I only care about how much this painting can sell for now.

"Then according to your opinion, how much can this painting sell for?" Huang Feng asked, this was his purpose.

"Do you really want to sell it? Although the author of this painting is not well-known, this painting is indeed a good thing, and it is still very collectible. It is easy for you to sell it, but it is not easy to find such a painting. "The old man said, and the old man Feng next to him nodded in agreement.

"I'm a little tight right now and I'm in urgent need of money, so I'd better sell it." Huang Feng said.

The two old men nodded. Since Huang Feng had said so, the two of them stopped persuading them. However, both of them did not believe Huang Feng's explanation of the origin of the painting.

In fact, both of them are also puzzled. With the techniques and skills shown in this painting, the author should not be someone who has no reputation at all, is it a pseudonym? Both of them have in-depth research on calligraphy and painting, but they don't know the strangeness of it.

Huang Feng also knew their doubts about the author, but he couldn't tell the truth, he couldn't say that the author was not from this time and space, but from another time and space. Those two old people might regard him as a fool.

"Since you have already decided to sell it, then we will not stop you. I can represent the 'Baolai Pavilion' and offer 500,000 yuan." Old Master Feng said.

When Huang Feng heard the price, he was overjoyed. The price had reached or even exceeded his price. When he was about to agree, he heard the old man say, "Don't rush to agree, little friend. In two days, Jiasheng Auction House will hold an auction, you can take this painting there to participate in the auction, and it should be able to sell for a good price.”

"Okay, old man Qiu, I called you here, but I didn't come to demolish me." Old man Feng scolded with a smile.

And the later old man, the old man Qiu said in the mouth of Mr. Feng, said indifferently: "You guys are so big as the Baolai Pavilion, and you don't care about this collection, but, I think the little brother seems to be quite short of money. Moreover, only after going to the auction can we see the true value of this thing."

"You." Old Man Feng said with a smile. In fact, he didn't really care too much. Although he was an appraiser in the "Baolai Pavilion", he himself did not belong to the "Baolai Pavilion". The reason why he is here, It's just that I like to see all kinds of calligraphy and painting.

Moreover, what the old man Qiu said was right. With so many things going in and out of "Borai Pavilion" every day, he wouldn't care about such a thing of about 500,000 yuan.

"However, I'm not too familiar with the auction house." Huang Feng said with some embarrassment. He can indeed take this painting to the auction house, but people will not agree to let his things go to the auction casually. , that must be of sufficient value

That's fine. Although Mr. Feng's asking price is 500,000 yuan, the value of antiques is different in the eyes of different people. Others may think that he is not worth 500,000 yuan, so it is even more impossible to go to the auction. .

Moreover, even if it is really worth 500,000, it is not necessarily qualified for the auction.

"If you believe me, little friend, I can help you talk about it." Mr. Qiu said, but he didn't have any other thoughts, but when he suddenly saw something like this that he had never seen before, but it was indeed a good thing, Actively want to do something.

"That's a big thank you to Grandpa Qiu." Huang Feng said quickly.

The old man Qiu waved his hand and didn't care. He just happened to be at the right time. In addition, he really liked this painting. However, although he likes to appreciate some antique calligraphy and paintings, he rarely spends too much money on it. , So, even if I liked it, I didn't propose to buy Huang Feng's painting.

After that, Mr. Qiu helped Huang Feng to contact the other party, and the other party seemed to know Mr. Qiu, so he agreed directly and asked Huang Feng to take the painting to the auction house tomorrow. Support: [End of this God Station] Please share this site with your friends!