The strongest all-round student

Chapter 182 Immortal Painting
It was just over two o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Yufeng went for a stroll, so he went to the antique street, trying his luck to see if he could come across something that would catch his eye.

Anyway, if you have money now, you can buy it if you fancy it.

There are a lot of items in each antique shop.

I don't know whether the Ge Kiln porcelain vases hundreds of years ago, the swords from the Warring States Period, and the war drums from the Byzantine Period are real or imitations.

The shopkeeper said it was a lot of hype.

Chen Yufeng wasn't interested in these things like knives, guns, halberds, bottles and jars.

In his mind, it was just a pile of scrap metal.

A painting in a shop called 'Wangu Zhai' caught Chen Yufeng's attention.

This antique store is the largest that Chen Yufeng has seen just now, selling both Chinese and foreign antiques.

The downside is that things inside are too messy.

It is said that this is also a kind of psychology. People who come in to buy antiques think that they can be lucky and buy rare treasures at a low price.

Therefore, the owner of the antique shop placed the items randomly, misleading the customers into thinking that they did not have a detailed understanding of the items.

Increase the chances of finding rare treasures for incoming guests.

Chen Yufeng's eyes were attracted by a painting hanging on the side wall.

The painting is about two meters long and one meter wide. In the picture is a cave like a fairyland. The entrance of the cave is not too big, and it can roughly allow two people to pass by side by side.

Seeing the inside through the hole is a unique experience.

Countless pieces of strange stones and precious jades shone brightly, as if surrounded by immortal energy, and a little deeper, as if there was something attractive inside.

The whole cave is like a fairyland, with countless rare treasures.

Under the sunlight, it shines brilliantly, creating all kinds of wonderful colors, which are gorgeous and dazzling.

When Chen Yufeng stood in front of this painting, he felt that what he was facing was not a painting.

But just being in front of such a cave has a wonderful feeling.

It's just that this painting is so realistic, whether it's the coloring of the oil painting, the brush strokes, or the dreamy, dreamlike, gorgeous and colorful colors that the oil paint shows on the canvas.

These are the effects that can only be achieved by top masters.

This painting seems to have a kind of magic, fascinating, as if it can force people from the real world to the painting.

More importantly, Chen Yufeng discovered that the stones and jade-like things in this painting seemed to be spirit stones.

It is not an ordinary spirit stone, but a top-grade spirit stone.

You know, a top-quality spirit stone can only be exchanged for one piece at the Shenpan Mall, which is five times more expensive than ordinary spirit stones, and the effect is naturally much stronger.

What Chen Yufeng lacks now is the spirit stone.

Therefore, seeing the Lingshi in the painting seemed more exciting for a while.

But having said that, this is just a spirit stone in the painting, and it doesn't really exist, why am I getting excited.

"Sir, you should like this painting very much, right?"

The clear and melodious voice of the beautiful sales lady in the antique store brought Chen Yufeng back from his trance.

He knew that his love for this painting was obvious just now, and he was afraid that inexperienced people could see it, let alone a sales lady like this who looked like an old world.

This also means that even if this painting was originally priced at 100 million, it might be priced at 200 million now.

However, it doesn't matter.

Brother is not short of money, just buy it if you like it.

"I think this painting is not bad. It's good to hang on the wall for viewing. By the way, who made this painting?"

Chen Yufeng quickly looked away from the painting.

"Excuse me sir."

The sales lady showed a sorry smile:

"There is no sign on this painting, and our shop has also invited many experts to appraise it, but we can't accurately determine who made the work, but there is no doubt that this painting is of a first-class standard in all aspects. Your Don't deny it?"

"Ah."

Chen Yufeng couldn't deny it, nodded and asked, "Then what's the price?"

"50."

"Oh, yes, then I will."

Chen Yufeng smiled heartily, and was about to take out his bank card to swipe it. Anyway, he had a lot of money, so he bought this painting for no other reason than because of his eyesight.

But seeing the sales lady's smile, she was even more apologetic, and quickly explained:

"Excuse me sir, if you want to buy this painting, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"What's the situation, why don't you let me buy it if you have money?"

Chen Yufeng raised his eyebrows, a little displeased:

"Is it not for sale, just for people to watch? No, if it's just for people to watch, you wouldn't have quoted just now."

"Yes, this painting is not for sale, but someone has already taken a fancy to this painting and bought it."

The sales lady hastily explained.

When Chen Yufeng heard this, he felt very disappointed, and at the same time became even more angry:

"Since someone bought it, why are you still hanging on it? Are you trying to annoy people?"

"No, you misunderstood!"

"Little brother, don't be impatient..."

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked very rich came over and explained with a smile:

"Hi, I'm Wan Rong, the owner of our shop."

While speaking, he hastily and enthusiastically shook hands with Chen Yufeng, and then continued to explain:

"Little brother, you don't know, this painting was indeed bought by someone, but the person only paid a deposit of 20, and agreed to collect the money, and pay the remaining 30 within three days. Today is the last day. "

"Because he hasn't finished paying the money, that is to say, the painting doesn't belong to him completely, so I continue to hang the painting on it, little brother, can you understand that?"

"Oh, I see."

After hearing his explanation, Chen Yufeng was overjoyed, feeling that there was still room for maneuver.

Sure enough, as expected, there was a flash of light in Wan Rong's eyes, and he said with a smile:

"Little brother, since you really like this painting, there is no need to discuss it. Although I accepted the price from that person, the deposit is refundable. According to the industry regulations, I will pay double the deposit, which means I will pay 40 yuan. he."

"However, since you want this painting now, you must pay more. How about this, if you take 100 million now, I will sell this painting to you right away?"

This is indeed the norm, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Okay, deal."

Chen Yufeng didn't care, he was rich anyway.

"Okay, refreshing, but I don't quite understand it."

Wan Rong hesitated for a moment, touched the emerald ring on his thumb, and asked with some doubts:
"Little brother, why are you willing to pay a high price for this painting? To be honest, I can't tell which era and which master this painting came from. The value is unknown?"

"Don't worry about it."

Chen Yufeng didn't even bother to explain to him, but just casually said:
"This is my business. Don't think that I discovered some secret treasure or something. Just look at the bright colors on it, which suits my appetite. Maybe in two days, when I get tired of looking at it, this painting will become a painting." Toilet paper."

"Oh, well, since the little brother is so generous, let's make a deal."

Wan Rong didn't say anything more, just glanced at the sales lady, who smiled knowingly, immediately took a credit card machine from the counter, and smiled politely at Chen Yufeng:

"Sir, please swipe your card."

"Ok!"

Just as Chen Yufeng took out his bank card and was about to swipe it, a middle-aged man in his 40s rushed in and threw a large leather bag on the counter.

The stamped banknotes were exposed, and they shouted:
"Here is 30, the money has been paid, and I took the painting."

Then, without any explanation, he picked up the painting and prepared to show off.

(End of this chapter)