Refusing to become a receiver, the system asked me to go back to farming

No matter which one left behind by everyone, the value must rise to tens of millions.

Even the paper used for this painting is very miraculous. He had obtained it for so long before, but he didn't realize it. He has spent so many years in the antique business for nothing.

Even Huang Guangqing's gaze was fixed on the painting at this moment.

Under everyone's eyes, a line of cursive script appeared in the upper left corner of the painting, with charming fonts and vigorous strokes.

This is a poem: Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are red in February flowers.

When seeing this poem, the eyes of everyone present became tense.

The author of this poem is not an ordinary person...

Then a signature appeared in everyone's sight: Du Mu.

"thump……"

After seeing these two words, Lu Yangwu's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

He lost.

This turned out to be the work of Du Mu, a master of the Tang Dynasty.

Not to mention 200 million, if it was put on the auction, even if it was [-] million, there would be people rushing for it.

"I lost……"

"This, this is actually the authentic work of Du Mu, a master of the Tang Dynasty! This is incredible!"

Huang Guangqing was stunned. If he could bring this painting back, even if he was directly the head of the house, the old man would not have half an opinion.

You must know that Du Mu was a famous master in the Tang Dynasty, and which of his works handed down is not a shocking work.

But now, in such a small cultural street like Yucheng, Du Mu's work appeared again, which is simply shocking.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you are willing to resell this painting. As long as you bid, I will buy it no matter how much it is!"

"Hehe, I just bought this painting with 2000 yuan, and I'm not interested in calligraphy and painting, but, this Du Mu's work is already a national treasure. I think it's better to hand it over to the country."

Although Zhang Hai was surprised that this was Du Mu's work, he was not short of money, and the first thing he thought of was to donate this painting to the National Museum.

After all, it is meaningless to keep something like this that can represent the cultural inheritance of the Dragon Kingdom in the hands of individuals, and it is better for the world to watch.

"This……"

Huang Guangqing's face was a bit ugly, Zhang Hai's refusal meant that he lost the opportunity to return directly to the master's house, but he couldn't say anything.

After all, with Zhang Hai's ability, things like money will be nothing more than a bunch of numbers sooner or later.

Hearing that Zhang Hai actually said that he would donate the painting to the country, Lu Yangwu's mood was a bit complicated. Now he understood why Huang Guangqing was so respectful to Zhang Hai.

A person who can casually contribute something worth hundreds of millions to the country is definitely not just because he is patriotic, but also because he is not short of the money.

"Hehe, it looks like I won the bet, but I don't need that much money, I just need you to apologize to me now, and let's forget about it."

Zhang Hai chuckled, it was only 200 million, and at least 200 million he could donate, so he donated. In comparison, [-] million is nothing.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, it's my short-sightedness, I don't know Taishan, I will slap myself!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Yangwu directly raised his hand and slapped himself on the face.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp voice, a red slap print appeared on Lu Yangwu's face, which made Zhang Hai very amused.

This guy is really interesting, he is so cruel to himself.

"Hehe, yes, you have courage, you are not yet thirty, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I am only 28 years old this year."

A trace of doubt flashed in Lu Yangwu's eyes.

He didn't understand why he wanted to bully Zhang Hai before, but after being discovered by Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai didn't mean to get angry at all.

"Hehe, do you want to come and hang out with me?"

Zhang Hai chuckled, these people are all talents.

The last time Jiang Xin was fooled into working for him, he is very lucky until now.

This guy in front of him also seems to be a shrewd master. It would be great to let him cooperate with Jiang Xin to do some work.

"This……"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Lu Yangwu's eyes.

He still doesn't know who Mr. Zhang is in front of him. If he agrees rashly, he is worried that he will fall into a big pit.

General Lu Yang set his eyes on Huang Guangqing, hoping that Huang Guangqing could give him some advice.

But Huang Guangqing did not speak, but kept silent.

In his cognition, Zhang Hai is a country boy with high abilities. Whether he can do business or not, he really can't say anything.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to force it. I'm just asking."

Since this person didn't want to follow him, Zhang Hai didn't force him, he turned around and walked out of the store.

"Mr. Huang, let's sit there for a while now."

"it is good."

Huang Guangqing nodded, glanced at Lu Yangwu, and led others to follow.

Lu Yangwu looked at Zhang Hai's leaving back, hesitating in his heart, but when he saw Zhang Hai and others were about to disappear at the door, Lu Yangwu suddenly said:
"Wait a moment!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Hai turned his head to look, Lu Yangwu quickly ran over, and looked at Zhang Hai seriously:

"Mr. Zhang, I am willing to hang out with you, please accept me."

"Hehe, yes, I'll give you a call. You will contact the person on the phone later. Just say that I asked you to contact him. He knows how to arrange you."

Zhang Hai smiled and wrote Jiang Xin's contact information on a piece of paper, handed it to Lu Yangwu, then turned and left.

Lu Yangwu looked at the mobile phone number on the piece of paper in his hand, and his mind was at a loss. He didn't understand why he had the courage to call Zhang Hai to stop just now.

This is also a kind of gamble.

In fact, he doesn't really like the antique industry. The reason why he entered the industry is because his grandfather did it. With his grandfather leading the way, he can easily enter the industry and make money.

Later, after his grandfather left, he wanted to change careers, but he didn't know what he should do.

In an ordinary industry, the money he earns is simply not enough for him, so he just stays in the shop in a daze every day, relying on fooling people to make money.

Soon, Lu Yangwu also briefly understood what was in his mind.

Just make a phone call and try it out. If it doesn't work, isn't it okay if you don't go by yourself?

Could it be that he suddenly didn't want to go, and that Mr. Zhang would find someone to kill him?

Shouldn't be.

Thinking of this, Lu Yangwu took a deep breath, and nervously dialed the phone number on the piece of paper.

"Dudu..."

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Lu Yangwu. It was Mr. Zhang who asked me to contact you, saying that you would arrange things for me."