A treasure-appraisal maniac

In order to punish Kong Jiaqi for making the decision for him, Lu Fei deliberately asked her to play the role of a porter protecting the treasure.

But that's not what Kong Jiaqi thinks.

Kong Jiaqi believes that the stinky bastard entrusting such an important task to herself is a sign of extreme trust in herself. Others who want to do this job have not yet had a chance!

However, in the next second, Kong Jiaqi went from being excited to being disappointed. .??.??

The reason was that Lu Fei took the painting tube, opened the lid of the painting tube and handed it to Chen Xiang, which made Kong Jiaqi very angry.

Chen Xiang glanced at the scroll inside and asked in surprise.

"Is that the painting?"

"That's right, I'll ask you to fight her for treasure in this round. There's nothing you can do about it, I'm allergic to perfume."

"puff!"

"Giggle, okay, no problem."

Chen Xiang was so amused by Lu Fei that she couldn't stop laughing. This was a very rare moment for Chen Xiang to lose his composure in public.

Facing Liu Sisi's angry and distorted face, Chen Xiang walked to the desk openly.

Wearing gloves, he took out the scroll and gently placed it on the table to signal to Guan Haishan.

Before the scroll was opened, Guan Haishan and others suddenly changed their colors.

Huang Zijin and Zhou Lidong are cultural relic idiots, but Liu Sisi is no longer calm.

Because this is a silk scroll!

Apart from anything else, Liu Sisi has fallen behind in terms of the quality of the paintings.

Guan Haishan carefully unfolded the scroll. When he saw the content of the picture clearly, Guan Haishan exclaimed.

"On silk with cinnabar and color?"

"OMG!"

""The Picture of Zhong Kui" is an authentic work by Wu Daozi!"

Seeing this painting, Liu Sisi's face turned pale and she trembled all over, taking two steps back involuntarily.

Seeing this painting, Zhang Yanhe, the boss of Bashu Museum, stood up suddenly.

Seeing this painting, Gao Feng, the boss of the National Expo, his eyes bulged and he rushed directly to the desk.

Seeing this painting, even Kong Fanlong, who had always been calm and unfazed, slowly stood up in his wheelchair.

Cinnabar color on silk

It is rare, and what is even more rare is the authentic work of Wu Daozi, the painting saint of the Tang Dynasty.

You know, every authentic painting by Wu Daozi is priceless.

As for the paintings on silk with cinnabar colors, even the Gubo Museum and the National Museum of China can't afford it. Only the Baodao Gubo Museum has a small-scale painting, and it's damn damaged.

It can be said that the "Zhongkui Picture" in front of you is a unique and unique treasure.

However, this is not the most awesome thing. In addition to the appreciation seals of more than a dozen celebrities, there are also 17 appreciation seals of emperors from the Tang Dynasty to the Manchu Qing Dynasty. This is really terrifying.

Guan Haishan gently touched every scene of this "Zhong Kui Picture" and admired it for more than ten minutes. Then he reluctantly looked back at Lu Fei and asked.

"Boy, where did this painting come from?"

Lu Fei nuzzled at Chen Xiang, and Chen Xiang understood and whispered softly.

"This painting was picked up by Lu Fei and me when we were visiting the Xiaonanmen antique market in Bianliang before the Mid-Autumn Festival. It cost Lu Fei three hundred yuan in Chinese coins."

"Uncle Guan, could you please check if this painting is authentic and give you an estimate of the price?"

Chen Xiang said, looking provocatively at Liu Sisi who was in despair, and thought to herself, what does it mean for your grandfather to pick up "Old Pictures of Xizhou Dialect" for 800 yuan?

In the 1980s, a bottle of Maotai liquor cost only eight yuan.

Tianducheng Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Jiaqing's small enamel bowl only costs two yuan.

Spending 800 yuan to buy an "Old Picture of Xizhou Dialect" is called picking up leaks?

Lu Fei only spent 300 yuan on this masterpiece, "Zhong Kui Picture".

So, compared to Lu Fei, your grandfather is far behind.

After listening to Chen Xiang's story, Kong Jiaqi was filled with jealousy.

She is jealous of Chen Xiang and Lu Fei visiting the antique market together, jealous of Chen Xiang and Lu Fei picking up treasures together, and even more jealous of Chen Xiang competing for treasures with Liu Sisi on behalf of Lu Fei.

snort!

Aren’t you just ahead of me?

Do you know any stinky bastard?

Getting up early doesn't necessarily mean you'll be in good health, and it's not necessarily who the stinky bastard is!

Guan Haishan looked at "Zhong Kui Picture" again and said seriously.

"The painting of Zhong Kui painted on silk by Wu Daozi, painted with cinnabar, is undoubtedly authentic."

"This is a unique treasure in China. Forgive me for being abrupt and dare not put a price on it."

"But I can guarantee that this "Zhong Kui Picture" is far more valuable than Miss Liu's "Old Pictures of Xizhou Dialect."

"So I announce that Lu Fei will win the first round of the treasure fight. Miss Liu, do you have any objections?"

There was no suspense in the first round of the showdown, and Liu Sisi couldn't come up with any reason to refute.

But the 30 million Tang Bohu authentic works were lost to Lu Fei like this, and Liu Sisi's heart was bleeding.

You gave Lu Fei a resentful look and said.

"It doesn't matter. The first round is just an appetizer. I admit defeat."

"But next, I will definitely give Mr. Lu Fei a surprise."

"hehe!"

"I hope so, I hope you won't disappoint me." Lu Fei said.

As soon as Liu Sisi admitted defeat, everyone in the little milk dog shouted and cheered.

"yeah!"

"Win!"

"Liu Fairy, get some decent objects in the next game. Don't let there be such a huge gap again."

"I feel ashamed for your family, the number one collector in Asia."

"Di Ruilong, shut up." Huang Feihu couldn't stand it when he saw the little naughty dog.

"It's you who need to shut up."

"Little yellow cat, you Huang family are so blind that you dare to go against my brother. Are you my opponent?"

"Now you are shamelessly cooperating with Demon Liu. With your little IQ, you still have to help others count money after being sold by Demon Liu."

"Pooh!"

"Idiot!"

"Di Ruilong, you."