My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

In fact, he had already investigated Zhao Zhuwei's identity.

I just want to find a topic.

However, Yang Feng seemed unaware and simply introduced: "Her name is Zhao Zhuwei. She came to Bacheng to participate in the auction this time, and her parents are also there."

"I see, then your relationship must be very familiar. Otherwise, with Mr. Yang's status in the antiques circle, there are many entrepreneurs outside who want to go with you."

He Dongliang is telling the truth.

But Yang Feng seemed to notice something at this time.

But before he could speak, Zhao Zhuwei had already hugged Yang Feng's neck with a smile, leaned next to him and said, "Are we two particularly suitable to appear together?"

Seeing the two people getting intimate, He Dongliang's expression changed slightly.

But soon, he said: "By the way, I also prepared some snacks, I'll go get them."

After saying that, He Dongliang walked inside.

Zhao Zhuwei was sticking next to Yang Feng, drinking tea happily without knowing it.

Yang Feng looked at her appearance, shook his head and said, "It's still so beautiful."

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "Do you know why they invited us over?"

"Of course I understand. I'm asking you to come over and see something, but it doesn't affect my coming over for tea."

"I'm the one who came here to have tea with you."

Yang Feng's helpless expression.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange and said, "What do you mean?"

"Forget it, I don't understand you."

Yang Feng shook his head.

This young lady is a little too innocent.

After a while, He Dongliang came back with snacks.

With a smile on his face, he said: "This is a local specialty. It only produces a few dozen kilograms a year. I bought some."

"This looks like dried meat."

"Almost, you two can give it a try."

He Dongliang said.

Zhao Zhuwei picked up a piece and after taking a bite, she was surprised: "Wow! It's delicious!"

"If Miss Zhao likes it, you can take more with you when you go back."

He Dongliang said with a smile.

Zhao Zhuwei immediately shook her head and said: "Forget it, it's good to come here to eat. You can't eat and take everything together."

Having said that, she tasted really rude.

Yang Feng really couldn't stand it, so he pinched her cheek and said, "Pay attention to your image."

"Oh~"

Zhao Zhuwei realized something immediately and sat next to Yang Feng.

He Dongliang looked at the two of them, and there was a little sparkle in his eyes, but it just passed by.

Just at this time, Long Huailu and Nie Qiuning had walked in from outside.

Seeing the people inside, they all immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Yang, Mr. He, Miss Zhao."

"Two old gentlemen, please take a seat. We are just chatting about some antiques."

He Dongliang casually greeted the two of them to sit down.

Long Huailu sat down with his junior brother and also said: "Master He specially asked us to come over today to see the new things. We don't dare to delay. We just came over after finishing the auction."

"The second elder is serious. They are just some gadgets of the younger generation. I want to ask the second elder to help identify them, but I am afraid that I will be fooled."

He Dongliang is very humble.

However, Long Huailu shook his head and said, "Actually, since Mr. Yang is here, we can come or not."

"Yes, Mr. Yang is here, I think there will be no mistakes."

Nie Qiuning also said quickly.

The two people praised you so much, but it made Yang Feng feel a little uncomfortable, and said: "You two are a little too self-effacing, and I will be negligent sometimes."

"Haha, we have all seen Mr. Yang's amazing skills, so we are just speaking based on the facts."

Long Huailu smiled.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, He Dongliang said: "In that case, let's go to the collection room first."

"Okay, then we will be lucky enough to see these collections today."

Long Huailu smiled.

Several people stood up together and walked towards the underground collection room.

In the elevator, Yang Feng asked Long Huailu: "By the way, I went to the auction today. How did it go? Do the new things meet the standards of the auction?"

"Well, the new items are all very good. Although they are not as good as the previous batch, they are still valuable. I think tomorrow's auction will still be exciting."

Long Huailu said.

Nie Qiuning also added at this time: "And in order to ensure safety, this time the organizer has joined forces with the Birrell family and sent marquis-level experts to stay there until the end of the auction."

"People from the Birrell family also intervened?"

He Dongliang was a little surprised.

He has lived here for a long time and naturally knows the reputation of the Birrell family.

Nie Qiuning nodded and said: "Yes, they should take it very seriously this time. After all, the Biler family has a good relationship with the owner of the auction house."

"That's quite interesting. Why don't I go and see it together tomorrow?"

He Dongliang said, looked at Yang Feng and said, "Mr. Yang, are you willing to go with us?"

"Are you asking me or her?"

Yang Feng asked back.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange and asked, "What?"

"Nothing, here we are."

Yang Feng answered calmly.

Several people arrived at the door of the basement.

As the door slowly opened, several people came to the familiar underground collection room.

This time, the bronze tripods that Yang Feng bought before have been shipped back to the country.

But here is something new added.

One of the paintings has been hung up directly.

As soon as a few people came in, they were attracted by this painting at first sight.

"A work by Castiglione?!"

Long Huailu was very surprised when he saw it for the first time.

Nie Qiuning was also amazed at this time and said: "I didn't expect that Young Master He would receive such a thing."

The surprised expressions between the two made Zhao Zhuwei feel a little strange. She pulled Yang Feng's sleeve and asked, "Who is Lang Shining?"

"A court painter of the Qing Dynasty was an Italian. He came to China as a missionary at that time, and then he painted in China for decades, so he was very famous."

As Yang Feng spoke, he glanced at the painting and said, "If I remember correctly, as a court painter, Castiglione had very few works that have been circulated. Basically, whenever there is an auction, the starting price is tens of millions."

"Mr. Yang is absolutely right. I bought this painting from a descendant of a eunuch."

"Pfft..."

Zhao Zhuwei couldn't help laughing.

Descendants of eunuchs?

Seeing her like this, Yang Feng knocked her on the head angrily and said: "Don't laugh, he is right. Although eunuchs have no heirs, they usually have some godsons to fill the void in their souls. Especially after eunuchs earn money in the palace, they will return home in their later years."

"It seems that Mr. Yang is really knowledgeable about history."

He Dongliang was still a little surprised, but then he said: "Mr. Yang, please help me see if this painting is true or false."

"Well, this is also my first time to see Castiglione's works."

Yang Feng nodded and looked at the painting on the wall.