Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 38

Zhao Gang came to the place agreed with Su Cen, and after only a short wait, the little girl drove her luxury sports car and stopped in front of Zhao Gang.

"Get in the car, I've already called Mr. Huang, let's go directly to his villa!"

Sitting in the car, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Zhao Gang wanted to find some topics to talk about, but he was obviously not a good pick up girl.

"Don't worry about the amulet, wait until I find the right opportunity to make a move."

As soon as the words came out, Miss Su's face suddenly turned down, she didn't mention the amulet, why did he seem to be angry at any time.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, that thing was given by someone else. I'll talk about when it's sold. I'm not in a hurry to spend the money."

Zhao Gang nodded, and the air in the car fell into silence again!

Soon the car stopped in front of a luxurious villa. If the Su family's villa was ancient, then the Huang family's villa seemed exotic.

The Su family's villa still looks a bit charming, while the Huang's family villa looks extravagant and luxurious, without any essence at all.

It can be seen from the decoration of the villa that this family does not have very noble sentiments, they just rely on their own money to follow the trend of collecting antiques.

With such a person, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhao Gang's eyes. He was not interested in such a wealthy person at all. On the contrary, Zhao Gang respected people like Mr. Su even more.

As soon as he walked into Mr. Huang's house, he heard Mr. Huang's furious voice sitting on the sofa.

"Bastard, if I hadn't come forward, I'm afraid you wouldn't have come back to that painting. With a son like you, I would be in bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Such a statement made Zhao Gang feel a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should go in, or he should stand at the door and wait for Mr. Huang to finish cursing before going in.

However, the butler still had some sharp eyesight, seeing the two people coming to the door, he had already guessed what they were talking about, trotted all the way to Mr. Huang's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Only then did Mr. Huang stop his insults, he looked up at the door and saw Zhao Gang and Su Cen standing there!
"Hey, granddaughter, you are here! Come in quickly, the young man behind you should be the Zhao Gang we mentioned on the phone."

Su Cen nodded quickly, and pulled Zhao Gang out from behind him. Zhao Gang looked at Mr. Huang, and saw that his expression was a little stiff.

The wrinkles on his face were not very deep, but there was a cold look in his eyes. People like this were generally more arrogant, and his lips were thinner, which showed that he didn't have deep feelings for others.

This is also why his son could be seriously injured because of a painting. There are countless women around him, and their ages are also uneven.

But from Zhao Gang's point of view, no woman really walked into his heart, and he still draws today, not to study physiognomy.

He only smiled that he was a little silly, and put the calligraphy and painting in his hand in front of old Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang hurriedly opened it and looked at it carefully, then raised his head and said to Zhao Gang: "You see, this little brother is not a wealthy person. How could he spend 10 yuan to buy this painting?"

Zhao Gang didn't know whether he should tell the truth or lie. If he wanted to tell the truth, he had already seen that there was something unusual about the Chinese picture scroll.

As for the lie, it was that he and Mr. Huang were angry at that time, and when people are angry, they can do anything.

Therefore, it is not impossible to spend 10 yuan to buy a pair of landscape paintings in order to win a sigh of relief.

"Young people are full of enthusiasm. It turned out that they were just playing with dogs. I thought..."

Having said that, Mr. Huang didn't continue talking. He knew that he was afraid of slipping his mouth. Let the other party know that this painting is worth a lot, and then drive up the price. It would be bad.

But Zhao Gang really didn't like such hypocritical people, so he rubbed his palms.

"It is said that landscape paintings are not worth 10 yuan, but there is an extra silk embroidery in the landscape paintings. With this technology, this painting can sell at least hundreds of thousands today."

Hearing Zhao Gang's words, Mr. Huang blushed. Su Cen didn't know what the temple silk embroidery they were talking about was.

But seeing Mr. Huang's face, this should be a remarkable item, Su Cen stood up with a smile.

"Mr. Huang, this painting has already been returned to its original owner, so my friend's money..."

Originally, if he wanted the money, he would leave directly, but he didn't expect that Mr. Huang patted Su Cen and motioned her to sit on the sofa first.

"Don't be impatient, granddaughter. This little brother's eyesight is really good. I still have two treasures here, and I want him to palm my eyes."

When Zhao Gang heard this sentence, he stood up quickly. He was not that good yet. Wang Hui discovered the mystery of this painting. Wouldn't it be a shame for him to let himself appraise the treasure now?

"Mr. Huang, you are all old experts in appreciating treasures, which is different from my green-headed boy. You should stop laughing at me."

"Little brother, I know you don't like my personality very much, but to be honest, I quite appreciate you. You don't need to judge me, just take a look and let's communicate with each other."

Mr. Huang is really an old fox who has been in the mall for many years. He can see Zhao Gang's thoughts at a glance.

"Old man, you are joking. I don't dislike you. I just think that our personalities are not very similar."

Mr. Huang also shrugged his shoulders noncommittally. He knew that it was useless to say anything now, as long as he kept the young man and let him look at a vase for himself.

Soon, all the collections of Mr. Huang were brought up, and Zhao Gang looked at the pile of treasures.

White light, yellow light, and colorful light echoed back and forth in his eyes, enough to see how good those old objects on the table were.

"Brother Zhao, how about you take a look at this vase?"

After all, he brought a vase to Zhao Gang's eyes.

Zhao Gang carefully looked at the vase in front of him, but he didn't expect that there was a layer of colorful light gathered in the middle of the vase, but a layer of pale white light gathered in the outer circle.

What is the situation?I have seen so many old objects, but this is the first time I have seen such a scene.

"Forgive me for my limited knowledge. This vase is indeed valuable, but I can't tell you what's so good about it. I just feel that its shape is like running water."

After saying this, Zhao Gang looked at Su Cen who was beside him again. If this little girl could be regarded as a gold medal appraiser, she didn't see the way of this vase.

Now Mr. Huang is completely upset. Could it be that Zhao Gang looks down on him?

Thinking that Zhao Gang was being modest, Mr. Huang was a little annoyed, looked at the young man in front of him coldly, and issued an order to evict him.

(End of this chapter)