The visitor is an old friend of Su Yunshan, an old connoisseur of antiques, and a connoisseur known as the ghost eye.

The calligraphy and paintings he appreciates are famous, unique in the Qingdao beer market, and his words are authoritative.

"Where, hurry up and take it out. ”

The ghost eye was impatient: "In this life, I can appreciate the true works of Song Huizong, and I will die without regrets." ”

"Hurry, hurry up. ”

Song Zihao stammered: "Master, here, you take a look first." ”

Then unfold it for the Ghost Eye Master.

And they all gathered around.

Really.

The picture scroll unfolded, stunning the four, the whole painting of the Great Song Dynasty, the majesty of the north, the handsomeness of the south.

Mountains and rivers are lifelike, like the best beauties, quiet as virgins and moving as rabbits.

The ghost eyes praised and couldn't wait to hug it.

"It's a superb, a superb. ”

"Die without regrets. ”

Wen Yingcai said with a smile on his face: "Master Ghost Eye is the most famous connoisseur in our Qingdao Beer City, and he is also a popular figure in China, and his words are authoritative." ”

"Well, guys, let's make an offer. ”

Wen Yingcai sipped tea, if it weren't for the company's recent lack of funds, it would not have sold the treasure of the town.

The authentic works of Song Huizong are more valuable the longer they pass, but they are forced to do so.

"Mr. Wen, I'll give 30 million. ”

"No, I'm out of 50 million, and I have the identification of the Ghost Eye Master, and we believe that it is genuine. ”

"Get out of here, I'll give 60 million. ”

Song Zihao didn't know which nerve was wrong: "Hehe, Shen Mo, didn't you say that this is yours?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

put Wen Yingcai on the coffee table and took the picture scroll: "Eat soft rice, this is yours, which garbage heap picked it up?"

Song Zihao said, with a look of disdain.

"Come on, come on, let us see, Shen Dashao's picture of the smoke and rain of the country, the best, hahaha. ”

"It's really funny, a dog and a cat also know calligraphy and painting. ”

"You deserve it, too. ”

"It's a ridiculous joke. ”

It is also a map of the smoke and rain.

As soon as he opened it, the ghost eye master squirted out a sip of tea: "Fake!"

This special tea was careless, and some water stains were sprinkled on Shen Mo's painting, which was terrible.

In an instant, the picture becomes fluid, and everyone seems to be immersed in the scene, which is so beautiful.

Su Ruoxue was stunned.

Authentic!

Song Zihao's face was ugly: "Yes, my painting is fake, but I was also deceived, that is what I am going to give my father tomorrow's birthday, it is my heart"

"Shen Dashao, what gift are you going to give to Dad?"

"Hahaha, it can't be this. ”

Song Zihao turned around.

Directly took the box containing the apricot fairy fruit, and the snap was still on the ground, in order to cover up the mistake of taking the wrong painting just now.

He hastened to change the subject.

"What is this thing, it looks so ugly, blood red, it must be poisonous. ”

"Shen Mo, you are the son-in-law of the door, you are not good at serving the Su family, we admit it. ”

"However, you are fooling your parents with this thing, you shouldn't be. ”

"It can't be really poisonous, right?"

Su Yanjun glanced at it with contempt.

Shen Mo's eyes showed a trace of regret: "It's called Xingxian Fruit." ”

Su Yuanshan glanced at it, and his heart moved.

What do you want to say......

Wen Yingcai's peach blossom eyes glared: "Shen Mo, is this what you prepared?

"What kind of heart do you have?"

Su Yuanshan hurriedly stepped forward: "Actually, my wife ......"

Wen Yingcai said angrily: "Shut up!"

"Ruoxue, how did you do it, how did you educate Shen Mo, you also want to kill us?"

Su Ruoxue waved her hand again and again: "No, Dad, Mom, I don't know these at all, how can you blame me." ”

"How could I harm you, it's all Shen Mo's. ”

"I don't dare. ”

Su Ruoxue's face was cold: "Shen Mo, what are you doing, do you have a gift for your father like this?"

"Fuck off, go clean up. ”

"There's nothing for you here, it's annoying to death when you see it. ”

Shen Mo looked aggrieved.

It seems that this family really doesn't welcome herself, and Su Ruoxue only cares about herself.

That's fine.

Shen Mo went up: "This painting is mine, look at this label, the Han family label." ”

They wanted to change the topic, but Shen Mo didn't want to.

On the scroll of the real picture of the mountains and mountains, there is a Korean character engraved: "This is given to me by the Han family, you won't be unrecognizable." ”

"Is there this treasure of your Su family? Could it be that the Han family has collected your Su family's things?"

......

Everyone was stunned.

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.

"Mr. Shen, I want it, I'll give 100 million. ”

"Bastard, I'll give 120 million, it's mine. ”

A sneer flashed in Shen Mo's eyes: "I'm sorry, I don't sell it." ”

Whew!

Shen Mo tore it directly, directly from the middle.