Pretending to be bankrupt, the school beauty came to the door with twins

"Mr. Li, keep this painting!"

"Now, it's yours!"

Jin Chengshan handed the painting to Li Feng with a smile.

The cost of this painting was only about 50,000 yuan, and he was very satisfied that it could be sold for 200,000 yuan.

"Are you sure it's mine?"

Li Feng also looked at Jin Chengshan with a smile, and at the same time, he quietly turned on the video function of his mobile phone.

He would dismantle the painting in public here, so he had to be prepared in advance.

In case Jin Chengshan regretted it, he would have evidence.

Of course, Li Feng was actually worrying too much.

The contract was signed, and even if Jin Chengshan wanted to regret it, he couldn't.

"Of course! Mr. Li, you have paid the money, so this painting is naturally yours!"

Jin Chengshan nodded seriously.

If it was just 50,000 yuan, he would not regret it and lose the good reputation of Huipin Pavilion.

"Okay, then I'm relieved!"

Li Feng nodded with a smile.

"Brother Li, I spent 200,000 yuan to buy such a copy of the painting, why do I feel like I'm still losing money?"

Lin Chen on the side couldn't help but say.

"Well, if 200,000 yuan was just for this painting, it would be a loss!"

Li Feng nodded seriously, and then changed the subject:

"But, I, Li Feng, never do business at a loss!"

"Boss Jin, do you have a paper cutter in your store?"

Paper cutter?

Jin Chengshan was stunned. What does this Li Feng want a paper cutter for?

However, they must have a paper cutter in their store.

"Of course! I'll have someone bring it to you right away!"

After Jin Chengshan finished speaking, a servant immediately turned around and went to the front desk to get a paper cutter.

Soon, a modern paper cutter was delivered to Li Feng.

After Li Feng took the paper cutter, he didn't pretend to be mysterious, and directly put the painting on the tea table and opened it.

Then, following the instructions given by Lao Li, he began to scratch the painting.

Seeing this, Lin Chen on the side immediately became anxious and hurriedly tried to stop him:

"Brother Li, what are you doing? Even if you don't like this painting, it is a copy of the Qing Dynasty after all!"

After all, he spent 200,000 to buy it, and it is indeed valuable.

Isn't it a pity to destroy it like this?

"Haha, don't worry, you will know in a while!"

Li Feng waved his hand, indicating that Lin Chen should not be nervous, and then continued to scratch.

At the same time, Jin Chengshan also realized something.

He is an antique dealer, so he naturally knows that if a painting is cut, it is very likely that there is something hidden in the painting.

But the probability is too small.

If there is something hidden in the painting, they will not be unaware of it at all.

But if there is nothing hidden in the painting, why did Li Feng cut the painting?

At this time, there are many people.

There were many people coming and going in Huipin Pavilion, and many people were attracted by Li Feng's actions.

So, a group of people gathered around to join in the fun.

"Hey, what is this young man doing? Why is the painting scratched? Does it look like Tang Bohu's handwriting?"

Someone recognized the origin of the painting.

"It is indeed Tang Bohu's Spring Mountain Companion Picture, but it was copied by people in the Qing Dynasty. I just heard the young man and the boss say it."

There was a spectator who had been in Huipin Pavilion before, so he knew the origin of the painting.

"Copied by the Qing Dynasty? It should be worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, right? Just scratched like this?"

Some people expressed confusion.

As long as the objects of the Qing Dynasty have been passed down to the present, they are more or less worth money.

Isn't it a pity to destroy it like this?

"Could it be that there is something hidden in the painting?"

"Very likely!"

"I think this guy saw that there was something hidden in the painting from the beginning, so he bought a fake painting so decisively!"

"I just don't know what it is?"

"Let's wait and see!"

There are also powerful people among the spectators, who immediately guessed that Li Feng's behavior was probably because there was something hidden in the painting.

At the same time, a middle-aged man and an old man also came over, with their hands behind their backs, watching Li Feng's actions with great interest.

Everyone is looking forward to Li Feng's slow blind box to open good things.

Of course, the only one who is not looking forward to it may be Jinchengshan.

If he really opens something good, then he will lose a lot of money.

In front of so many people, and with the contract, he has no chance to regret it.

Soon, the painting was divided by Li Feng, and then Li Feng gently twisted it, and the originally neat painting was immediately divided into two thin pieces.

Then, a piece of A4-sized rice paper fell out.

On the rice paper, there were about thirty words written in cursive script.The words seemed to be an ancient poem.

And at the bottom, there was a red private seal.

"It's the authentic work of Wang Youjun!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and everyone got excited for a while.

"Brother, who is Wang Youjun?"

Lin Chen couldn't help asking an old man next to him.

"You dare to come to the antique street to buy treasures without knowing Wang Youjun?"

The old man looked at Lin Chen speechlessly.

This guy, wouldn't he be a newbie among newbies?

"Well, I just came here to stroll around!"

Lin Chen said a little embarrassed.

If he had a little knowledge of antiques, he wouldn't have been cheated some time ago.

"Oh, so that's it, it's normal not to know!" The old man nodded meaningfully: "You may not know Wang Youjun, but you must know Wang Xizhi, right? Wang Youjun is what people call him."

"There are also people who call Yi Shao directly, that's his name."

Wang Xizhi, the saint of calligraphy!

Lin Chen definitely knows this name.

It can even be said that anyone who is from Daxia and has been to school knows the name of Wang Xizhi.

The story of Wang Xizhi adding a dot to the character "太" is a story that all children have been taught by their parents.

This text is also in the textbook.

There is also the story of Wang Xizhi being so absorbed in writing that he dipped a steamed bun in ink.

These stories, which all primary school students know, naturally make people remember the calligrapher Wang Xizhi.

"It's actually Wang Xizhi's calligraphy! It seems that Brother Li has made a fortune this time!"

Lin Chen said with some envy.

Although he doesn't understand calligraphy and painting, everyone knows that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is worth a thousand gold.

If this painting and calligraphy is really authentic, the price will definitely not be less than 100 million.

After all, Wang Xizhi's authentic works on the market are as scarce as Tang Bohu's authentic works.

It may even be sold at an auction for more than 300 million.

Of course, the premise is that it must be authentic.

Li Feng also smiled when he saw the calligraphy with his own eyes.

He could be sure that the calligraphy was definitely the original work of Wang Xizhi without the need for an appraiser to identify it.

This calligraphy was appraised by a master of a national museum in later generations, so it must be correct.

"I think if I give this calligraphy to my father-in-law, he will like it!"

Li Feng thought to himself.