Shenhao starts from the crazy discount store

Chapter 67 Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu" in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Yang Hao is not too difficult.

"In this case, I will invest alone and leave."

Yang Hao drove back to the company.

Search the Internet for antiques.

Since I tasted the sweetness of antiques.

Yang Hao knew it was a huge profit.

If I want to earn 100 billion in a short period of time, I have to count on him.

Yang Hao searched, and after some consideration, he decided to play the big ticket and shocked the world.

Bring up the system.

Search【Shenhao Commodity Center】

[Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu" Authentic Works and Colored Silk Version]:
Market Value: No Valuation

Cost value: 5000 million

Member price: 2000 million

[1700-year time catalyst]:
Non-member price: 10200 million

Member price: 5100 million

Yang Hao bought it immediately.

"Ding! The payment was successful, and the host successfully purchased an authentic silk copy of Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu" with ink and color."

"Delivery delivered under my desk."

"Ding! It has been delivered for you."

Yang Hao hurriedly looked under the table, there was an extra painting box under the table, and he hurriedly took it out.

Opened it up and looked at it a little bit, and immediately revealed a look of ecstasy.

Yang Hao hurriedly put away the painting, and then sent it to Shui Lan'er on WeChat.

"Miss Shui, I got a famous painting of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, are you interested in taking a look?"

Yang Hao is not in a hurry to reveal his willingness to sell paintings.

The main thing is that things that are in a hurry to sell are cheap.

A cheap sale cannot be sold at a good price.

Let's sell it here first, to whet Shui Lan'er's appetite, and only then can he ask for a price when he turns around.

Shui Lan'er was busy with work at Shuiyue Villa, and was taken aback when she received a WeChat message.

Famous paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is it possible?

This age is too long, and the paintings have long been lost due to unfavorable protection or war.

The famous paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty on the market are all copied by later generations. Although the collection value is also high, the copied ones are ultimately inferior to the real ones.

"Mr. Yang, you have been deceived. There are no authentic works of the Eastern Jin Dynasty on the market now. This is impossible."

Shui Lan'er thought decisively.

Seeing her unbelief, Yang Hao immediately sent a letter back: "If you don't believe me, let's meet and talk."

"Then you come to Shuiyue Mountain Villa, I am waiting for your visit."

Shui Lan'er didn't have confidence in Yang Hao's paintings at all, but this is a big client, so it's not easy to offend.

It's better to wait for someone to come, and ask the experts in the club to give him a palm. With the expert's judgment, Yang Hao can convince Yang Hao that what he has in his hands is a fake.

And that way you don't offend anyone.

"OK, wait for me."

Yang Hao immediately took the painting and left the office.

I drove the Ferrari 812 and went straight to Shuiyue Villa.

Shuiyue Villa is a high-end club covering an area of ​​more than ten thousand square meters.

As for Lanhua Pavilion, it still takes some civilian routes, and the restaurant is open to the general public.

But here, that's not the case at all.

Members only, or VIP guests by invitation.

Yang Hao came here by car and got off.

The waiter came immediately, holding a tablet in his hand, and motioned Yang Hao to show his membership card.

Yang Hao got out of the driveway: "Shui Lan'er invited me to discuss business. My name is Yang Hao."

When the waiter heard this, he quickly said respectfully.

"Please come in, sir."

Yang Hao handed over the car keys to the parking doorman and asked the person in charge to park the car.

Enter the door.

The resplendent hall and the crystal lamp above the head are like a huge lighthouse hanging upside down, which is amazing.

Yang Hao secretly admired the extravagance of Shuiyue Villa.

Yang Hao was led by the waiter and brought to the deputy manager's office.

The secretary hurriedly informed, and then opened the door to welcome Yang Hao into the office.

The office is antique, with the illusion of stepping into an antique shop.

Two rows of large shelves are filled with antiques of various colors.

In the middle is a desk, and in front of the desk is a coffee table and sofa for entertaining guests.

Shui Lan'er is cooking tea on the tea table.

Today, she is wearing a white professional suit, with a gray tube skirt underneath, and under the skirt are jade legs wrapped in black. Her legs are crossed and curled up, which is very attractive.

"Mr. Yang, please sit down."

Shui Lan'er greeted her and took her seat.

Yang Hao took his seat and put down his calligraphy and painting.

Shui Lan'er serves tea.

Yang Hao took a sip of the tea and praised: "Good tea, a bit dry at first drink, but the aftertaste is good. Miss Shui really knows how to cook tea."

"Mr. Yang is absurd, I'm just playing tricks."

Shui Lan'er glanced at the put down calligraphy and painting, and asked, "Is this the masterpiece you want me to appreciate?"

"Yes, please."

Yang Hao picked up the painting and ran to the desk.

Take out the painting and spread it out, but the table is too short and can only spread out part of it.

Shui Lan'er stepped forward to check, and was immediately disappointed when she saw the painting.

This is actually Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu".

This picture, she believes, is absolutely impossible to be genuine, because now, only copies are handed down in the world, and all known copies are collected by museums in various countries.

The so-called authentic works on the market are definitely fakes.

"Please enjoy."

Yang Hao didn't know that Shui Lan'er had already decided that it was a fake, so he still happily asked her to appreciate it.

"okay."

Shui Lan'er did not immediately accuse it of being a fake out of good self-cultivation.

Instead, put on gloves, take out a magnifying glass, and appreciate it carefully.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

She quickly checked the texture of the silk cloth.

She couldn't find any traces of being old. In other words, it's hard for this silk cloth to really be something from the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

"This……"

Shui Lan'er couldn't help being startled, she begged Yang Hao quickly.

"Mr. Yang, I don't know if I can cut a piece of silk cloth for age identification."

Yang Hao was taken aback.

"Can this still be identified?"

Shui Lan'er nodded and said: "Of course, the current technology is changing with each passing day, and it is fully equipped with the ability to identify the year."

"Then you cut it, pay attention, don't hurt the painting."

"I will ask a professional to operate it, so don't worry."

Shui Lan'er immediately asked the secretary to call for professionals.

They didn't actually cut the canvas, but drew silk for identification.

"How long will it take to get the result?"

"Two hours."

The corner of Yang Hao's mouth twitched: "It will take so long."

Shui Lan'er hastily explained: "The appraisal is like this. Sometimes it even takes a few days or even a month. It's pretty fast. Mr. Yang, don't mind if I invite some experts to make an appraisal."

Yang Hao sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and waved calmly.

"Please please please."

"Thank you Mr. Yang."

Shui Lan'er hurriedly ordered the secretary to invite someone.

Soon came four old scholars.

They are all palm-eye masters of Shuiyue Villa, and they are all respectable figures.

Shui Lan'er didn't dare to be sloppy, and greeted her respectfully and kindly.

"Shui Lan'er, you have brought us here in a hurry. What exactly do you want to see? It's fine to ask any one of us to come. As for calling us all?"

Mr. Wang Wenbo, the oldest, has the straightest temper, and he yells and questions when he comes in.

Shui Lan'er hurriedly apologized: "Old Wang, I'm really sorry for disturbing your rest. It's like this. My friend invited me to appreciate a famous painting. This painting is from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It's from..."

"impossible."

Wang Wenbo immediately arbitrarily determined: "How can the paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty be preserved? This is simply unrealistic. This must be a fake."

　Rolling for support, thank you for your great support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)