"Xiao Linzi, this can't be helped...... He Wei said worriedly on the side.

If He Lin refuses to accept the painting, it will indeed have a certain impact on He Tong Baojian, but it will not be reduced to the step of closing the door.

But as long as He Lin agreed to accept the painting, but looked away, not only would He Tong Baojian close his doors directly today, but his He family's father and son would have no face to mix in the antique circle of Gui City anymore!

He Lin naturally knew that his father was worried, but he himself knew better that his own He Tong Baojian had only reopened today, and he didn't say anything about the slightly superstitious thing of opening the door.

If he refuses to accept Sun Mazi's picture, he will inevitably fall into the shoes of others, and as a young generation in the antique circle, he will be ridiculed in every way in the future.

His own He Tong Baojian's status in the antique street in the future, he He Lin doesn't need to use his brain to know what the result is!

So he has to take this business, and if he does, as the saying goes, water can carry a boat and capsize a boat, maybe it will be a good opportunity to make a reputation!

"Dad, don't worry, I have confidence. He Lin smiled and comforted.

"Stinky boy, can you do it, can you do this?" Liu Cuilan was also worried at the moment.

In her opinion, if something goes wrong, it's not just about closing the door.

With so many people present, if something really goes wrong, not to mention that the He family may not be able to raise their heads in the antique circle in the future, and Qingle is such a good girl watching in front of her, if she loses such a good future daughter-in-law.

That's really a big deal to lose my wife and lose my soldiers!

"Mom, you can rest assured!"

He Lin smiled and comforted, turned his head to Sun Mi and said coldly: "This brother Mazi, since you want to come up with a painting, take out your painting scroll and let me palm it, right?"

When Sun Mi heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched again, and he scolded secretly: "Little splash, dare to call Lao Tzu Mazi, Lao Tzu will see how long you can scream!"

He took a deep breath and glanced at the bald man behind him.

The bald man understood, reached out and took out a picture scroll from the long cylinder behind his back and handed it to Sun Mi.

Sun Mi took the painting and sent it to He Lin, and sneered: "Boss He, then you have to take care of your palms!"

He Lin fixed his eyes and saw that the yellowed picture scroll was actually full of blue and black treasures.

The black treasure light is thin, and the cyan treasure light is heavy!

"Well said. ”

Although He Lin was surprised in his heart, he took the picture scroll calmly on his face.

As soon as the scroll was opened, a cold feeling of treasure light instantly hit He Lin's brain.

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared in his mind: "Southern Song Dynasty silk." ”

He Lin was stunned, this information did not refer to the painting, but to the materials used in the painting?

He opened the scroll and saw that the painting was based on silk, and the picture was a sketch of a girl playing the piano under Panasonic.

In the picture, a beautiful girl stroking the piano with her hands sits under the ancient pine.

The girlish charm is vivid, the god is both, the slender ten fingers pluck the strings is very beautiful, and the picture scroll This kind of white line is just right, the line between the lines of the line of the pen priority, uneven and staggered will be the girl in the picture that is demure and elegant, solemn and luxurious to the fullest.

But in terms of brush power and brushstrokes, this white drawing is definitely a good work.

On the right side of the scroll, there is a signature, "Zongdao handwriting", but there is no seal.

"This "Panasonic Fuqin Picture" was auctioned by Sun Mou from a private auction for one million a few days ago, and it is said to be a white painting painted by Wu Zongyuan of the Southern Song Dynasty!" Sun Mi's eyes narrowed, and he said to He Lin: "How is Boss He, can you show me?"

When Sun Mi bought this painting, he actually only spent 800,000 yuan.

And the next day, he specially invited an expert to appraise it, and it turned out to be an imitation of later generations, not Wu Zongyuan's own handwriting!

But then again, although this painting is an imitation, it is also a vivid imitation, almost as if it were real.

If He Lin really opened his eyes and accepted the painting, then Sun Mi would not only be able to smash He Tong's Baojian signboard, but also make a lot of money!

He Lin took a closer look at the painting, and through his eyes, he could see that the whole painting exuded a faint black light.

Obviously, if you only distinguish by the thickness of the treasure light, it is not enough to say that this painting is a Southern Song Dynasty painting.

And after he started it, the information had already prompted 'Southern Song Dynasty silk', and after thinking about it carefully, it was obvious that this black treasure light only came from the silk itself and not the painting!

Silk silk is a silk fabric, which is mainly processed from silk.

Silk belongs to the water in the five elements, and the natural treasure light is black.

But in addition to the pale black treasure light of this picture scroll, there are two cyan treasure lights at the painting scroll of the framed picture scroll, and the treasure light is far thicker than the black treasure light of the picture scroll!

"Could it be that there are treasures in this picture scroll!" He Lin couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

However, the painting scroll was wrapped in something, and He Lin couldn't directly get his hands on it, and for a while he couldn't specifically determine what was inside.

But for He Lin, it was enough to be able to see the thickness of the treasure light!

Those two things are definitely two treasures!

"Hehe, Brother Mazi, I'll take this one of yours!"

He Lin was determined, and he didn't say whether the painting was true or false, and said in one breath: "I'm still waiting for the banquet to be held, so you can just make a price!"

Sun Mi was also stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: It seems that this kid He Lin treats this painting as genuine!

"I will harvest a million from this painting, and I don't want more. ”

Sun Mi thought about it for a while, and added a fixed price: "One million and two million, I will sell it to you, how about it?"

"Xiao Linzi, did you see it clearly just now, is it genuine?" He asked next to him.

He Lin also looked at the painting when he looked at it just now, but firstly, he mainly focused on the field of jade and porcelain, and secondly, the painting was indeed very similar, and he was unable to determine the authenticity for a while.

He Lin smiled and didn't say anything, just nodded towards He Yi to signal that he was relieved.

"He Lin, are you sure you don't think about it anymore?" At this time, Qingheshan on the side frowned and spoke.

When He Lin was looking at the painting just now, Qingheshan also looked at it, although he didn't get started, but with his experienced eyesight, he knew seven, seven, eight and eight.

But He Lin is the shopkeeper of He Tong Baojian, and it is still up to him to decide whether to accept the painting or not, and all Qingheshan can do is a subtle reminder.

Sun Mi also chuckled in his heart, it was obvious that Qingheshan was secretly reminding!

If this He kid refuses to buy a painting, it will be a failure.

Who knew that He Lin had not heard it, and replied with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, I already know it in my heart." ”

Qingheshan sighed secretly, and it was not good to persuade him again.

Sun Mi saw that He Lin was determined to buy the painting, and he smiled even more in his heart: "This kid is really a young chick, what kind of will he say that shocked China that day, today Lao Tzu will let you close the door!"

"Okay, Brother Mazi, what is your bank account number, I'll pay you over!" He Lin said briskly.

"Okay, okay!"

Sun Mi didn't mind He Lin calling himself 'Brother Mazi' this time, and happily told He Lin about his bank account.

In less than five minutes, He Lin transferred 1.2 million to Sun Mi's account.

"Hey, shopkeeper, then the He kid bought the painting directly!" Jin Yuankun's guy exclaimed and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you say that painting is real or fake?"

"Hmph, I didn't get started to see how I know!"

Jin Yuankun glanced at the guy, picked up the teapot and took a sip, but his eyes narrowed: "Hehe, but I don't think this matter should be so simple!"

"Haha...... Boss Xiao He is really magnanimous!"

Sun Mi confirmed that the amount of 1.2 million had arrived, and the joy on his face was even more unscrupulous.

"Okay, now we are also clear of people and goods, if Brother Mazi has nothing to do, then it will not be sent far away!" He Lin took his words, but turned around and prepared to go back to the store.

"Hey, Boss Xiaohe, don't worry!"

Who knew that Sun Mazi's eyes were rolling at this time, and he smiled and said: "Hehe, since Boss Xiao He has accepted the painting, it just so happens that the giant of your antique industry in Gui City, Qing Lao, is also present, why don't you let Qing Lao appreciate the painting for everyone on the spot?"

Now that the transaction is completed, Sun Mi naturally has no worries, and simply comes to a scene of unloading and killing donkeys on the spot!