Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

  Chapter 106 A broken painting (seeking the first order)

  Li Mo walked into the house, and everyone inside looked at him with strange expressions. Although they didn't see what happened just now, they could hear it clearly. No matter how rascal those people were, they were subdued by him in two or three tricks.

   "Loyal son, your son is doing well."

  The centenarian beckoned to Li Mo, asked him to sit on the chair beside him, and then pointed to the teacup, "I've talked so much, drink some tea to moisten your throat."

   "Thank you, Master."

   Li Mo sat down with a smile on his face, not to mention that his throat was really dry.

   "Little uncle, you are really cool."

  Chen Xiaoyan gave him a thumbs up, and began to adore him a little.

   "Dad, if they dare to come in later, don't give them a good look. I have seen through it, they just owe it."

   "Xiaomo, is that person okay?"

  Shi Yi was a little worried.

"It's okay, I just dislocated his fingers with a trick. As for the swollen face on the other side, it was an unforgettable lesson for him. Don't worry, they are more guilty than me, so they can only suffer this big loss. Turn back Senior brother, please give him some compensation, I guess he will be grateful to senior brother, and he will come to me again."

   "Xiao Mo is right. They themselves are not clean and have done a lot of bad things. Okay, I'll go and see him later."

  Chen Gaofeng walked to the door and saw the father and son of the Lang family hesitating whether to enter, so he frowned and said, "Can you eat if you go in?"

  The father and son of the Lang family mustered up the courage to enter the house.

   "Uncle Chen, I wish you a longer life than Nanshan."

  Old man Lang saluted the centenarian as soon as he entered the house.

   "Stay for a glass of wine in the evening."

   "Thank you, uncle."

The centenarian pointed to the vacant seat not far away: "Sit down, let's talk about things today. I won't help Zhongwazi, but you can't mess around anymore. Zhongwazi has been letting you down because you treated him well back then. Nonsense. But I don’t think his son is easy to fool, so just talk about it.”

   "Yes, everything is according to Uncle Chen."

  The father and son of the Lang family looked at Li Zhongsheng at this moment. Although more than twenty years had passed, they could still recognize him at a glance.

   "Zhongsheng."

  Old man Lang hesitated to speak, he turned to look at the eldest son beside him: "Bian Wu, tell me."

  Lang Bianwu quickly whispered, "Dad, what should I say?"

  Li Zhongsheng saw that the three of them looked very down and out, and his hardened heart softened again. He secretly sighed and said, "Uncle, just tell me if you have anything, and I will help as much as I can."

"After your father passed away, your mother took you into our home. I also raised you for a while, otherwise you would have starved to death. Now that you have made a fortune outside, I have no other requirements except You repay the kindness of nurturing back then."

   "You give us a sum of money, and we will not owe each other from now on."

  Li Mo didn't say anything, no matter how shameless and rascal the Lang family father and son were, what old man Lang said was the truth. If he hadn't taken in and raised Li Zhongsheng for a while back then, maybe he would really starve to death.

  Although he was beaten and scolded later, the matter of receiving grace cannot be erased.

   "How much do you want?"

  The three members of Lang's family looked at each other, Lang Bianwu raised a hand and said, "Five million, we'll settle the matter from now on."

  Li Zhongsheng clenched his fists again, and the three of them really opened their mouths.

Hahaha.

  Li Mo couldn't help laughing out loud, and even sprayed out the tea from his mouth. He pointed to the three members of the Lang family and said, "Five million? Have you ever seen how high five million is piled up? Do you know how many things five million can do? Let alone five million, you once had Over fifty thousand cash?"

"It's not that I look down on the three of you. I don't even bother to talk to you with your attitude. Believe it or not, I'll spend five million, and your gang of cronies will find a chance without hesitation. The three of you People chopped it up and fed it to dogs."

  The father and son of the Lang family were shocked at the same time, feeling the deep malice in Li Mo.

"Zhongsheng, we don't want to take your five million for nothing. Our Lang family has an ancient painting. We went to the county town to consult an expert before, and they said it was an ancient painting from the Tang Dynasty. I heard that you made your fortune in the antique business. So I will trade you five million with an ancient painting handed down from my family."

  Li Zhongsheng didn't know anything about antiques, he turned his head and glanced at his son, he had to come forward for this matter.

  Li Mo was also a little surprised. It seems that the Lang family father and son came prepared this time. They probably planned to ask for money directly first, and paying back the money with ancient paintings was the last step.

  If it is really an ancient painting from the Tang Dynasty, he would like to see it.

   "What about painting?"

  Lang Bianwu went out, and after a while came in holding a box, the ancient painting was placed on the brothers.

  The box is made of wood, and it is already dilapidated. I don’t know if the so-called ancient paintings of the Tang Dynasty inside are still intact.

   "Open it and see for yourself."

  Lang Bianwu was a little afraid of Li Mo, put down the box and retreated to the old man.

  Li Mo opened the box, and there was a scroll painting lying inside. The exposed paper had turned yellow badly, and there were obvious moths.

  He took out the painting and opened it slowly, his brows were already deeply wrinkled. The damage of the painting was more serious than expected, mainly because of the severe moth-eaten, and there were small holes in many places. Moreover, there are many dirty spots in the whole picture, and it is difficult to distinguish the overall content of the picture.

   It can only be roughly seen that this is a portrait of a character with words.

   Li Mo's eyes moved down all the way, until he saw the final postscript seal, his face was slightly surprised. It was a seal with seal characters, it was not eaten by moths, and it was well preserved. Although the color had faded, it was still clearly recognizable as the three characters 'Lang Yuling'.

   Is this really the authentic work of Tang Dynasty painter Lang Yuling?

   Li Modong looked at it with his different pupils, and the whole painting really had a red luster, but there was no aperture, indicating that even the ancient paintings of the Tang Dynasty were too damaged to have any artistic value at all.

  Although the inscription and postscript seal of this painting is Lang Yuling, it is still necessary to check whether it is his own seal or not.

   "Xiao Mo, how are you doing?"

Li Mo threw it on the table casually, and looked at the three of them with a half-smile: "I'll pay you five yuan, and after I buy it back, I'll burn it as a kindling paper. Of course, you can also take it back and find an idiot who is willing to pay five million yuan." , maybe you are lucky enough to meet it.”

  Everyone will understand what he means, this painting is worthless.

   "This painting was appraised by an expert in the county more than ten years ago. It is the work of our ancestor Lang Yuling. It is definitely an ancient painting handed down from the Tang Dynasty."

  Lang Bianwu said hastily.

   "Did that expert tell you how much this painting is worth?"

  The three of them looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

   "My master's birthday banquet is still waiting to start tonight, so I don't want to waste time on you. This is the last chance, let's talk about how much you want. As long as it's not too much, I'll make the decision for my dad."

   "Six hundred thousand, when the time comes, distribute it to these two **** and your sister, I don't want it."

  Old man Lang said this to Li Zhongsheng. He specifically mentioned Li Zhongsheng's half-sister, hoping that he would agree to this number.

   "Three hundred thousand, if you agree, I will give it to you, even if you spent three hundred thousand to buy this broken painting. If you don't agree, the three of you take this painting and get out immediately."

   Li Mo's tone became strong.

   "Okay, let's take the money and leave immediately."

  Old man Lang didn't hesitate. Three hundred thousand was already an astronomical figure for him. He had never seen so much money in his life. Although very unwilling, but Li Zhongsheng's son is indeed not easy to mess with, this kid is very poisonous.

   "Mom, you go and get them."

  Li Mo didn't want to talk to them anymore, he rolled up the broken scroll on the table and prepared to dispose of it, but while scrolling, his eyes fell on the scroll, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

  (end of this chapter)