The miracle doctor came down from the mountain and opened a restaurant to raise his daughter

"What? Brother, please don't lie to me. How can a broken box be worth so much? I only want to sell the painting inside for five thousand yuan."

Ding Chengwu was shocked by Chen Ning's price for the box.

"That's why I said you were stupid. Fortunately, Mr. Shu didn't see too much, otherwise he wouldn't have let us go so easily. You wouldn't understand even if I said too much. Let me take a look at the painting first."

There was no need for Chen Ning to tell Ding Chengwu too many details about the antiques. That was simply playing the piano to others.

After speaking, Chen Ning took out the ancient painting from the box and unfolded it.

Before, Chen Ning only noticed something unusual about the drawing paper, but he didn't have time to expand it to see the content.

At this time, it was slowly unfolded, and the first impression was that the painting was very old, yellowed in many places and even a little dirty.

Put aside the drawing paper and look at the content.

This is a black and white ink painting.

There are mountains and streams in the distance, and white clouds in the sky.

There is a broken peach tree in the foreground, and a child stands on tiptoes under the tree to reach for the fruit on the broken branch.

Even closer, there was a young couple looking at the child with smiles on their faces.

The woman also held a swaddled baby in her arms.

The faces of the characters in the picture are slightly blurred, and only handsome men and pretty women can be vaguely distinguished.

The whole picture is very harmonious and joyful. There are only a few words above the broken branches on the side, and there are no signs such as the author's name or seal.

The content of these few words is just: ‘There is a family deep in Yunjian’.

Chen Ning stared at the painting for a few minutes, and the light in his eyes became more and more intense.

This painting indeed has another mystery!

"It really deserves to be that person's painting!"

Chen Ning finally muttered with a hint of emotion.

At this time, Lu Fang came back with another order, followed by two waiters. Each waiter had four dishes on their tray.

The waiter put down the dishes and went out. Lu Fang also took a look at the scroll and shook his head slightly. He knew nothing about this.

"Brother, how much is my painting worth?"

Ding Chengwu waited for a while and Chen Ning didn't say anything. He was a little anxious looking at the new dishes.

"It's enough for you to eat these dishes every day, and you can spend more than you can eat in a hundred lifetimes."

Chen Ning looked at Ding Chengwu and said with a faint smile.

Bang!

The chopsticks in Ding Chengwu's hand fell directly to the table, and then his eyes went straight.

He then began to calculate in his mind how much it would cost him to eat these dishes every day for ten lifetimes.

This meal...even if it's less, it costs five hundred yuan, right?

Three meals a day, ninety meals a month, a year...

It's over, I don't have enough brain.

Ding Chengwu directly patted his head and felt depressed.

If I can’t even calculate the number of a year, how many years, how many days and how many meals will there be in a hundred lifetimes?

Chen Ning and Lu Fang didn't know what this kid was thinking, so they were a little confused when they saw him suddenly patting his head.

"Brother, I can't figure out how much it is, so just tell me."

Ding Chengwu gave up and asked Chen Ning directly.

"Are you really counting your lifetime expenses?" Chen Ning asked in shock.

"Yes, I can count it for a month at most, but I can't count it for any more."

Ding Chengwu said with embarrassment.

Chen Ning almost vomited blood. It was just a metaphor. Who told you to really forget it?

"I don't know much about the current market of antique calligraphy and painting, so I can only give a rough estimate. According to my conservative estimate, this painting is worth at least 80 million. If it is sent to auction, it should easily exceed 100 million."

Chen Ning really didn't understand the market situation of ancient paintings, but he was sure that this brush and other ancient paintings were much more expensive!

A piece of jade plaque that I practice can be sold for 80 million.

By this measure, he concluded that the value of this painting was at least higher than that of the jade plaque.

Chen Ning said the price.

Not to mention that Ding Chengwu was completely dumbfounded, even Lu Fang was slightly surprised.

He doesn't know much about the value of antiques, although he knows that antique calligraphy and paintings have a certain value.

But the ordinary works of ancient famous artists only cost hundreds or tens of millions.

Is this a somewhat shabby painting in front of me worth over 100 million?

Ding Chengwu completely lost his voice.

You can tell by the look on his face that he was completely shocked by the price.

For a person who grew up in poverty and even had three meals a day, a few hundred or thousands of dollars can be considered a huge sum of money.

Now when I hear that tens of millions or even hundreds of millions have something to do with me, it would be strange if I could digest it.

Chen Ning looked at Ding Chengwu's appearance, said nothing, and started eating leisurely with Lu Zhen.

Chen Ning's taste is definitely very high.

If it were just based on taste, the food here would be absolutely unpalatable to him.

But Chen Ning ate calmly.

Because he divides eating into two situations.

One is to be full, as long as you can eat, which is the case now.

The other is to enjoy it for your own taste buds.

He was absolutely picky at that time.

Even the dishes he made himself could be found wanting.

Of course, in Chen Ning's current state, it's okay even if he doesn't eat, but he still tries to eat on time so that he can feel like a normal person.

Ding Chengwu was stunned for three or four minutes.

Finally, he came back to his senses and looked at Chen Ning, occasionally glancing at the scroll that was put back into the box.

Chen Ning smiled slightly and pushed the box and paintings in front of Ding Chengwu: "Take it. The money you get from selling it will be enough for you and your father to live happily for several lifetimes, buying a house, a car, a wife and children."

A trace of yearning flashed across Ding Chengwu's face, but he quickly shook his head: "I don't want it. I promised this painting to my eldest brother before, so I won't ask for any more money."

When Ding Chengwu said this, his tone was obviously a little low.