Chapter 618: 500 Million Paintings (1)

Su Ji and Wen Jinjiang used to study in the same high school, although their parents have intersections, but the two are not very familiar, and Wen Jinjiang is one year high.

On a certain occasion a while ago, under Wen Jinjiang's deliberate actions, the two met by chance and became good friends.

During the summer vacation, the news of Su Huan's trip abroad was also Wen Jinjiang's words from Su Ji, but he was deceived by Su Huan's tricks and went to Latin America.

Just two days ago, Wen Jinjiang and Su Ji were drinking on the bar street, and then the two "bumped into" Su Huan and Han Wu coming out of a bar.

Su Ji didn't think much about it at the time, feeling that it was just that his sister-in-law and his girlfriend came out to play, but Wen Jinjiang told him, "It's a Lala bar, and the women who go in are all in pairs." ”

Su Ji didn't believe it, he never thought that his aunt would like women, so Wen Jinjiang took Su Ji on a trip.

Sure enough, seeing that they were two men, the bar security guard pointed to a bar opposite, "That's where you should go~"

Shocked, thinking back to the girl's boyfriend with her aunt in her arms, Su Ji was thinking about whether she should call another girl "aunt".

Later, Wen Jinjiang asked Su Ji to tell his grandfather about it, and Su Ji said that he should think about it, but after thinking about it for two days, there was no movement, so Wen Jinjiang came to the door in person, and met his brother Wen Hanshou.

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After Feng Han entered, he saw a middle-aged and elderly man standing next to Su Lao, who was the director of the Daxia Museum who was knighted at the same time as him, and Wen Hanshou, a famous cultural relics expert.

The two also left their contact information and are ready to send a text message to interact with each other during the next Spring Festival.

"Lao Wen!"

"Xiao Feng!"

The two greeted each other warmly, and Feng Han looked at Wen Hanshou and said, "Old Wen, why did your hair stand up." ”

"Angry hair rushes to the crown!" Wen Hanshou said with a flick of his sleeves.

"What's wrong?"

Su Minghe, who was on the side, explained, "Xiaowen bought a yellow sports car, which is still a limited edition, but was secretly driven away by his younger brother and was scared. ”

"How old is your brother, why is he so out of tune?" Feng Han asked, in fact, there is still a sentence that has not been spoken, Lao Wen, you can't reach it, there are more than fifty people, and they still drive yellow sports cars, this is obviously to soak in the little sister and marry the second room!

Wen Hanshou waved his hand, "Just a sophomore." ”

Su Minghe added, "I guess you should have seen it when you came, that kid came to find my grandson, and when he saw his brother, he ran away, Xiaowen chased for a while and didn't catch up." ”

It turned out to be that young man, Feng Han was shocked, these two brothers are too bad!

He couldn't help but begin to admire Wen Hanshou's father's old age, but when he thought of Su Lao, it was not surprising that Su Chan's little girl was more than fifty years old behind her eldest brother, and her eldest brother already had grandchildren, and she had just been weaned.

Su Lao, who is still seventy babies, is a step ahead!

The two let Feng Han in, and Feng Han asked Wen Hanshou about the purpose of coming here, and he didn't regard himself as an outsider anymore in his tone.

Wen Hanshou was smooth, "I just recently received a painting of Zifei Fei Fei imitating Mei Changzhang, and asked Su Lao to taste it, I know that Su Lao is a die-hard fan of Mei Changzhang." ”

Feng Han was surprised when he heard it, his mother's ancestor Mei Changzhang didn't seem to be very ancient, according to the previous life, it was only the Qing Dynasty, and they were all modern painters, so do they still need to imitate?

And Zi Feiyu seems to be a master too, even Feng Han has seen this name from the magazines and textbooks that Han Wu reads.

"Can I take a look at it?" Feng Han asked.

Speaking of this painting, Su Minghe regretted, "It's a pity, the painting is a good painting, why didn't you call Xiao Wu, she really knows how to paint, what do you know?"

is still Xiao Wu, she is so affectionate, no matter how affectionate she is, it is not your granddaughter.

Among these children of Lao Su, none of them were painters, and only one was done by painters.

It's annoying, so when he saw the talented Xiao Wu, he thought, if Xiao Wu had his genes, how good it would be, and now the achievements must be immeasurable.

Although Feng Han was scolded by Su Minghe, Wen Hanshou still took out the painting for Feng Han to taste, and explained, "Zi Feiyu is a famous painter a hundred years ago, and the history of this painting is not long, only more than 80 years.

The original painting was once in the National Museum of Belgium, which is the treasure of the museum, but unfortunately, the National Museum of Belgium suffered an accidental fire, and 80% of the museum's collection was destroyed, including this "Chicken Peck Rice Picture".

Fortunately, Zi Fei Yu had completed the copy a year before the fire, and was known as the best copy, because the original product was destroyed, and Zi Fei Yu was not low, so the price of this imitation is also quite high. ”

Feng Han went straight to the point, "How much did you buy it?"

Wen Hanshou stretched out five fingers.

"Five hundred million!" he directly guessed a big number, and the provincial one was underestimated.

As a result, Wen Hanshou laughed angrily, "It's 50 million, it's not a lot, okay!"

Su Minghe also smiled, "If you meet someone who likes Mei Changzhang very much, is very rich, and is the best of the Mei School paintings, it may reach 500 million." ”

Feng Han looked at this painting, it was far from the one his grandmother gave to Lu Youxi in terms of size and shock, it seems that it should not be difficult for his family to exceed 100 million.

Thinking of this, Feng Han asked Lao Su teasingly, "If there is such a top-notch painting of Mei Changzhang, are you willing to pay 500 million to buy it." ”

Su Minghe spread his hands, "I like Mei Changzhang very much, but I'm not a particularly rich person, when the time comes, I may ask Lao Song or King Yingwang next door to buy it, and then I will stay at their house to watch it endlessly." ”

Wen Hanshou shrunk his neck, thinking that he was fortunate that this pair was an imitation.

Feng Han asked, "Then do you have the true handiwork of Mei Changzhang?"

"There are a few, but they are all early works, and the artistic value is slightly lower. ”

After chatting with the two great artists about art and art for a while, Su Minghe began to keep the two for lunch.

"No, no, no. Wen Hanshou said.

"Yes, yes. Feng Han smiled.

Relying on his cheekiness, Feng Han stayed to have lunch with him, and met the eldest lady and the second lady, the third lady was still filming, and the second and third generations of the Su family also met a few.

Because the name of the great-grandson of the head of the Su family was taken by Feng Han, Su Zizhan Su Ziyou, so the eldest grandson and daughter-in-law of the Su family specially hugged the two milk dolls and let Feng Han take a look.

Sure it's a real doll, I took it back to the nurse, it is said that the nurse is still Su Chan's nurse, this lady is a real milk!

During the meal, Su Xuexiu and Feng Han squeezed their eyebrows, Feng Han knew that she was thanking Feng Han for giving her idol Chen Chen the song "Chengdu" that she had written for the Voice students before.

As for Su Xuexiu's brother Su Ji, he was a little absent-minded, he sternly warned Wen Jinjiang not to beat his aunt's idea, and after this time with Wen Jinjiang, he also knew that Wen Jinjiang was very spending.

But what he said also has some truth, if he is not hindered, I am afraid that my aunt will fall deeper and deeper, and really find him an aunt to go home.

Will Grandpa be furious?

Unable to guess how the head of the family would react, Su Ji decided to probe the old man's tone first, and he already had an idea of how to probe......