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

"Aren't you free today? It just so happens that Sister Xue has something to do in her company and she has to leave soon, so we didn't go."

Zhao Zhuwei said, and then said: "By the way, are you going to see antiques later?"

"Well, let's go look at some antiques for Mr. Han and auction some things by the way."

Yang Feng should at least auction off the things he has on hand first.

Yesterday, Yang Feng had already greeted Shao Honghui and asked him to let the matter out and tell those who wanted to buy it to come to the auction.

"Brother, I heard that you bought an auction company?"

Yang Xiaoshi looked a little ready to move.

Yang Feng looked strange and said, "What's wrong? You have something to auction?"

"No, but I haven't seen the auction yet. Can I go and have a look?"

Yang Xiaoshi was very curious.

Yang Feng was a little helpless and said: "There's nothing to see there, but you can go if you want to. But I will go out to help people look at antiques in the afternoon. You can wait for me at the door of the auction in the evening."

"Then why don't I go watch it with you? I haven't seen those things yet."

Yang Xiaoshi seems to be tired from playing games today and wants to go out for a walk.

Seeing that she was finally willing to move, Yang Feng naturally agreed. Then he looked at Zhao Zhuwei and asked, "Do you want to go together?"

"No, I have other things to do in the afternoon."

Zhao Zhuwei is still busy with the flower shop.

After several people had a meal at home, it was already afternoon.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Feng took Yang Xiaoshi to the entrance of a venue where antiques were kept.

This is a bungalow building in the city center, but it looks very antique.

There are also candidates for this time's 'Treasure Hunt' program group.

Yang Feng glanced at the security around him. There were many ancient warriors here, which showed how much they attached importance to this place this time.

Around the city center, there was a huge flow of people.

Yang Feng stood on the steps in front of the house and was about to call Han Yunfu.

Han Yunfu walked out in a hurry at this time. When he saw Yang Feng, he seemed to have found a savior and said excitedly: "Mr. Yang, you are finally here."

"What's wrong? Did Mr. Han encounter some problem?"

"This... well, Mr. Yang, please come in with me."

"Ok."

Yang Feng said and gave Yang Xiaoshi a look, telling her to follow him and stop running around.

Yang Xiaoshi couldn't keep calm. After jumping into the room, she looked at the antiques displayed here and couldn't stand them.

And many of them are from the Republic of China period, and Yang Xiaoshi happened to write novels from the Republic of China period, so she was naturally very excited at this time.

She excitedly ran to the object and looked at it carefully with her big eyes.

Seeing her like this, the people in the room looked at Yang Feng, but no one dared to scold her.

After all, this is Yang Feng's biological sister. Who knows if he will lose his job if he scolds her.

"Stop wandering around and break things later. Just stand next to me."

Yang Feng shouted angrily.

Yang Xiaoshi giggled, jumped back to Yang Feng's side, and said, "Brother, everything here seems to be very powerful."

"Nonsense, these are antiques carefully selected by the column team. If you break them later, I will mortgage you here."

Yang Feng pinched her cheek.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Yang Xiaoshi rubbed her little face.

Han Yunfu smiled when he saw the two of them having fun here and said, "The relationship between Mr. Yang and your sister is so enviable."

"Ahem, what's that? Mr. Han, you seemed to have said something just now. Let's continue."

Yang Feng coughed dryly.

Yang Xiaoshi also started to stand next to him obediently.

When Han Yunfu mentioned this, his expression became melancholy and said, "Mr. Yang, please look at this painting."

As he spoke, Han Yunfu slowly unfolded an ancient painting.

This room is suitable for short-term preservation of ancient paintings due to its temperature and humidity.

But Yang Feng was a little surprised when the painting rolled up.

After all, it is generally better to store this kind of painting flat than rolled up.

But when he saw the content above, Yang Feng immediately understood what was going on.

"Wu Daozi's paintings?!"

Yang Feng was shocked.

This is clearly a painting by Wu Daozi, and it is a picture of the elixir given by Laojun. Judging from its momentum and the lines of the painting, it is perfect to the extreme, and there is even a signature on it.

"How can this be……"

Yang Feng couldn't believe it.

Wu Daozi currently has no authentic works left in the world.

What has really been handed down are the murals and copy paintings.

But even these are very few, and any painting is worth thousands of gold.

"That's what worries us."

Han Yunfu sighed and said: "Actually, I have invited Lao Lu and President Wu to see it before, but we still have a lot of arguments about this painting."

What he was talking about was a debate. In fact, to put it bluntly, no one dared to judge what the situation of this painting was.

"What do you think, Mr. Han?"

Yang Feng asked.

Han Yunfu thought again and again, shook his head and said: "I think this may be a copy of the painting. Judging from the degree of preservation, it is indeed a thousand years old, and the lines and painting style are not wrong, but it seems a bit too incredible. , currently we..."

Just as he was mid-sentence, five more people walked in the door.

These people are actually the reinforcements that Han Yunfu just moved here.

Among them was Lu Jinhong.

They are all experts in Jiangcheng and are familiar with Yang Feng.

Seeing Yang Feng here, he immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Yang is also here. It seems that this dispute will have a result."

"Mr. Yang, thank you for your hard work."

People of this age, uncles and even grandfathers, bowed respectfully to Yang Feng.

Yang Xiaoshi stood next to Yang Feng, looking surprised.

She had never felt this at home, and it was only after they actually came out together that she finally understood her brother's current status.

These people are all Taishan Beidou in the circle.

But they respected Yang Feng very much, and even their tone of voice was much more refined.

'What's going on...'

Yang Xiaoshi felt strange, but she moved closer to Yang Feng, for fear that she would embarrass her brother.

Yang Feng didn't notice her actions, but after saying hello to the people present, he heard them start arguing again.

"I think this painting should be Wu Daozi's."

An expert in his fifties was the first to speak at this time, saying: "The figures painted by Wu Daozi have flowing pleats, strong lines, and the momentum of dancing in the wind. They were originally known as 'Wu Dao Dancing the Wind'."

"This style is also reflected in the Tang and Song Dynasty murals in Dunhuang. Just like the orchid leaf drawings in Dunhuang murals and Wu Daozi's line drawing skills are also in the same vein."

This expert obviously has research on Wu Daozi.