Give one hundred million to answer the question

Chapter 73 Do You See My Life Is Worth [-] Million?

At this time, in an antique shop on Antique Street, a middle-aged man who looked like a boss was staring at the ancient painting on the table with a look of despair.

This person is the owner of the shop, Liu Xie.

"Boss, what should we do?" The clerk beside him asked anxiously.

Liu Xie sighed for a long time, finally sat down on the chair, and said angrily, "What can I do?"

"Cold salad!"

He looked at the two old men who were appreciating the vase at this time, and asked loudly: "Mr. Li, Mr. Xie, look at this copy of "Nanyue Picture", is it true or not?"

The old man Liu Xie called Mr. Xie had a flash of sympathy and intolerance in his eyes, and said slowly, "Although I really hope that this thing is fake, old man, I originally thought that someone deliberately planned to harm you. But now..."

As he spoke, he exchanged a glance with Mr. Li beside him, and said in a deep voice, "I have to say, this vase is indeed real."

Liu Xie focused his eyes, looked fiercely at the clerk beside him, and shouted, "What's going on?! How did this painting become like this!"

The clerk flinched and almost cried: "Boss, you have been keeping this painting since it was brought in, and I have never touched it..."

Liu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then slapped his head: "What the hell, I was so flustered, I forgot."

After finishing speaking, Liu Xie hurriedly moved to the side of the two elders, with an earnest expression on his face: "Second elders, are you sure? Could it be that you have lost your eye?"

If someone heard that Liu Xie questioned the identification results of the two elders face to face, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

You know, Mr. Li and Mr. Xie are well-known appraisal masters in the antique circle. The things that pass through their hands have always been claimed to be true or not, but they have never been identified as wrong.

As for Liu Xie, this is just a newly opened antique shop. As the owner, his qualifications are still inexperienced, and he is not qualified to question the appraisal results of the two appraisal experts.

But the two masters were not angry, but looked at Liu Xie with sympathy.

Mr. Li cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Liu, we two old people have bad eyesight, why don't you find someone else?"

Liu Xie sighed, lit a cigarette directly, and took a puff melancholy: "You can put it down, you guys have already identified the results, why are there other people?"

In fact, he didn't question the appraisal results of the two elders. Of course, he was clear about the identities of the two elders, otherwise he wouldn't have asked the elders to come over for help.

But he just didn't want to be reconciled, he just accepted a painting, why did he become like this? !
"Xiao Liu, tell me again, what's going on?" Mr. Xie said.

Liu Xie looked at the two of them, sighed, and sat on the chair, the memories in his mind began to flip again.

It turned out that a week ago, a group of people from Yinghong said they wanted to come over to pawn ancient paintings, and handed over a batch of ancient paintings to him.

After the transaction is over, an ancient painting will be deposited.

At that time, Liu Xie happened to be in the store, so he took the initiative to take over the business, and was immediately shocked when he took over.

Because what the other party brought out was Wu Daozi's "Nanyue Picture"!
Wu Daozi's reputation has not changed much among ancient paintings. The beauty of the poor painting has been passed down through the ages, and he is even called a saint of painting!

Liu Xie couldn't put it down immediately for such a character's work, so he agreed to the other party's consignment.

In other words, the other party deposited the ancient painting in Liu Xie's shop, and if it was sold, Liu Xie's shop would charge a part of the handling fee.

Originally, Liu Xie put the painting directly into the safe, and planned to preheat the publicity in advance so that he could buy the painting at a high price.

After three days passed, Liu Xie had almost finished promoting the painting, so he took out the painting and prepared to appreciate it carefully before selling it.

As soon as it was taken out, Liu Xie almost threw the painting out.

Problem drawing!
Liu Xie clicked on the ancient painting unfolded on the table, and said with aggrieved expression, "Look, the painting looks like this now, I really didn't do anything!"

The two elders glanced at the ancient painting and shook their heads helplessly.

At this time, the ink on the painting was smudged, and the borders were unclear. The content of the picture had already begun to smudge, and the banner paintings looked a little wet.

As the owner of an antique shop, I naturally understand that this is due to improper preservation, which caused the damage to the ancient paintings due to moisture.

It's fine if it's an ordinary ancient painting, but it's Wu Daozi's "Nanyue Picture"!
It's going to start selling in a few days, and it's impossible to sell this kind of stuff!
Not only could it not be sold, but in the morning, the group of Yinghong people suddenly called, saying that they were not going to sell the painting and wanted to take it back.

Liu Xie panicked immediately, and hurriedly invited Mr. Liu and Mr. Xie who had been friends with him over, and wanted them to help him identify this ancient painting.

This is "Nanyue Picture"!
Although he knew it was not good, Liu Xie still hoped that the painting was fake.

If it is true...

Liu Xie shook his head vigorously, he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"Old Liu, if this painting is real, how much is it worth?" Liu Xie hesitated for a while, and finally asked cautiously.

Mr. Liu stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Daozi is a saint of painting, and the value of his paintings is far higher than that of other Tang Dynasty painters. In addition, Wu Daozi painted people, ghosts and gods, but rarely painted landscapes. It makes his landscape paintings even more valuable, and if this "Nanyue Picture" is auctioned, it is conservatively estimated that it will not be less than [-] million yuan!"

Hearing this number, Liu Xie fell into a moment of sluggishness, although he jumped up suddenly and took out a bundle of hemp rope from the warehouse.

"Old, boss, what are you going to do?" Seeing Liu Xie starting to throw the hemp rope on the beam, the clerk asked frightenedly.

The second elder also twitched his eyebrows, staring at Liu Xie in puzzlement.

Liu Xie put on a stern face, and said with despair all over his body, "What else can I do? Let's see if my life is worth [-] million U.S. dollars!"

As soon as he finished the last word, he put his head directly into the rope ring.

The clerk panicked immediately, and hurried up to hug Liu Xie's legs, trying to drag him down.

"Boss! Calm down, money is not a big deal, life is the most important thing!"

"Important fart! Let me go!"

"No, boss, I absolutely can't watch you do stupid things!"

"Then you help me give the [-] million dollars?"

"Forehead……"

Seeing this, Liu Xie immediately looked distraught, and was about to get into the rope circle.

"Father! The child is not filial!"

The second elder watched from the side with a face twitching, this brat played first-rately, and wanted the two of them to help solve the trouble.

But the problem is, the two of them can't come up with [-] million US dollars!

Just as the shop was in full swing, a voice suddenly sounded at the door of the shop.

"Excuse me, is this Delong antique? Your takeaway has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)