Shenhao: Trillion Subsidy At The Beginning

With calligraphy and painting being opened.

When he saw the contents inside, Wei Xing's complexion changed slightly.

Immediately, it seemed a little dignified!

At the same time, he took out his magnifying glass.

Cautiously, he looked at the writing in his hand.

Looking at Wei Xing's appearance, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth rose slightly.

This old man seems to have seen it.

The authenticity and value of this "Leek Flower Tie".

Seeing Mu Nanzhi like this, he felt a bit of interest in his heart.

And Zhou Xuming at the side.

Looking at Wei Xing like this, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

As for the younger brothers in the back.

Seeing Zhou Xuming's appearance, he asked immediately.

"Old Wei, how much is this stuff worth?"

"It's just a pair of broken words. It's estimated that tens of thousands of dollars will be worth it?"

After this sentence fell.

Wei Xing, who was there, coughed slightly.

Try to keep yourself calm.

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Lin Mo and said.

"Young man, you've made a mistake.

This word is real, and it is relatively old.

But overall, the preservation is very good.

How about this, I will give you 80,000 yuan for this painting, how about you sell it to me? "

Eighty thousand?

At this moment, Mu Nanzhi was stunned.

Then, a bit of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

And Zhou Xuming, who was there, sneered for a while, and said.

"Haha, I thought it was some precious calligraphy?

It turned out to be a piece of garbage worth only 80,000 yuan? "

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this moment, everyone here burst into laughter.

As for Lin Mo, he was also taken aback when he heard the price.

Afterwards, I understood from the bottom of my heart what Wei Xing was thinking.

There was a sneer in my heart, and then I took back the words and said.

"Hehe, 80,000 yuan wants to accept this picture? Are you fooling a ghost?"

Listen to Lin Mo's words.

Here, Wei Xing also looked embarrassed.

"Young man, the price of 80,000 yuan, I have already given it very well.

Calligraphy and painting like yours are a bit old.

But in my opinion, there is nothing special about this word, and it is not a masterpiece.

How about this, I'll suffer a bit for this painting, 120,000, 120,000, I'll take it!

If you sell it, I will transfer the money to you now! "

Following Wei Xing's words, it fell.

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth turned into a half-smile, and said.

"It's not a masterpiece? Hehe, Senior Wei, do you believe what you said?"

Feel Lin Mo's gaze.

This Wei Xing is getting more and more guilty, a little guilty.

"Sleeping in the afternoon, the hunger is very serious, and Jian Han suddenly gives me a plate of food..."

Holding the "Leek Flower Post" in his hand, Lin Mo said leisurely.

Following Lin Mo's recitation, the others were still a little strange.

Is there any significance for Lin Mo to read this word aloud at this time?

And just when everyone was wondering.

A figure came out quickly from behind the crowd.

There is a bit of excitement in his expression!

"Little friend, can you let Feng have a look at this picture of yours?"

With the appearance of this old man.

Many people here are all horrified by it!

"Old Feng?!"

"What's the matter? Mr. Feng actually came out?"

"Wait, wait a minute, this old Feng said, you want to read this picture?

Could it be that Mr. Feng could see something wrong with this picture? "

When everyone was shocked.

Zhou Xuming, who was there, felt his legs go limp.

Wei Xing, who was on the side, also looked a little embarrassed.

Zhou Xuming walked up to Feng Ling at this time and said.

"Teacher, you...how did you come out?"

And Wei Xing, who was on the side, said in embarrassment.

"Old Feng, why did you come here in person?"

Feng Ling didn't care at all about what the two said.

At this moment, he just looked at Feng Ling with a slight smile on his lips.

Then, he unfolded the words in his hand smoothly.

Looking at this "Chicken Flower Post", Mr. Feng's palm lightly touched the paper.

At this moment, his expression seemed a little excited, he said.

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong..."

Looking at this picture, Mr. Feng's breathing seemed to be a little heavy.

Seeing his teacher like this, Zhou Xuming, who was there, felt a "thud" in his heart.

And after that, Feng Ling, who was there, said hastily.

"Your friend must already know the origin of this word.

I don't know if Xiaoyou is willing to give up love, but Feng hopes to accept this picture.

Feng is willing to bid 1 billion, just to buy this painting, the original of the fifth running script in the world "Jiu Hua Tie"! "

"boom!!"

In a word, everyone here.

My heart is shocked by it!

Immediately.

Everyone's hearts are trembling for it!

Looking at the writing in Lin Mo's hand, his gaze changed!

They are all curios.

Even if I haven't seen "Jiu Hua Tie", I have heard of it!

They also all know how precious this "Leek Flower Post" is!

And the original of "Jiu Hua Tie" is supposed to have been lost long ago!

But what everyone didn't expect was.

They could actually see the original of "Jiu Hua Tie" in this kind of place!

But Mu Nanzhi, who was at the side, was shocked by the price at this time!

"10...1 billion?! My God, can this word be worth 1 billion?"

Listen to Mu Nanzhi's words.

Feng Ling, who was there, said with a smile.

"Hehe, this "Jiu Hua Tie" is no ordinary calligraphy and painting.

At present, there are only three leek flower posts in China.

The first copy is hidden in Wuxi's museum.

Another facsimile is kept in the museum in Wanwan.

And the "Leek Flower Tie" in his hands is the only authentic one!

Antiques of this level can no longer be measured by money!

After all, this kind of antique already belongs to the category of national treasure!

Do you think that buying a national treasure-level antique is a mere 1 billion yuan, is it high? "

With this sentence down.

Mu Nanzhi, who was there, pondered for a while, and then nodded.

National treasure-level antiques, if the purchase price is 1 billion, it is indeed not expensive.

Also at this time.

Lin Mo smiled, shook his head and said.

"Mr. Feng, I'm really sorry. I plan to frame this picture after I go back, so I don't plan to sell it."

Listening to Lin Mo's words, Feng Ling also showed a bit of regret on his face.

"That's it..."

Sigh from the bottom of my heart.

But at this moment, Lin Mo looked at Zhou Xuming, who was about to slip away quietly.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Said: "Mr. Zhou, where are you going?"