After Han Tao left Qin Yue's house, he rode directly back to school.

From a distance, I saw the old principal and an old man with gray hair waiting anxiously at the school gate.

"Old Headmaster, I've kept you waiting."

Han Tao came behind the old principal and said apologetically.

The old principal talked to Han Tao alone because of Fang Piaopiao's matter, so he naturally knew Han Tao and remembered his name.

When the old principal and the old man saw Han Tao, their faces were full of joy.

"This classmate, is that Nanqiu picture really in your hands?"

The first to speak was the old man, the old man had reached the age of the sixtieth year, wearing a tunic suit, holding his head behind his back, with a straight nose, the whole person was very energetic, especially after seeing the waves, he was a little more energetic.

Han Tao could guess that the old man with a tough temperament in front of him was the owner of the three paintings.

"Han Tao, I know you're a good student, don't tell us that we're joking!" The old headmaster also looked very nervous.

No one could understand the eagerness of the two to find the painting, and now when they heard the news of the painting, they were naturally extremely excited, but they were also nervous, lest Han Tao would lie to them.

It's not that they haven't been deceived, there are many people who deceive them with fake paintings, and they can't believe people now.

"Old Headmaster, do I think I'm joking?" Han Tao said with a smile: "Come with me!" It's painted in the dormitory, and you can tell if it's real or fake when you look at it. ”

The old principal and the old man were in a hurry when they heard this! If what Han Tao said is true, then what should I do if the valuable paintings are placed in the dormitory! The two did not dare to delay for a moment. urged Han Tao to come to the dormitory.

Walking into the dormitory, the old principal locked the dormitory door very nervously, as if he was afraid that others would break in.

Han Tao understood their eagerness, and he didn't ink, opened the clothes cabinet, and took out the painting.

The old principal and the old man almost snatched the painting from Han Tao's hands, and the two of them were both excited and nervous to put the painting on the table.

Then, both of them took a deep breath at the same time, and then carefully unfolded the painting......

I saw that the more they looked at it, the more happy they became, and their expressions changed one after another. Han Tao seemed to be able to hear their rapid panting.

Han Tao kept smiling and silent. This painting was painted by him with a magic brush, and it is really fake, but it is very real and exactly the same, not bad at all. It's true, to be precise.

"Old Hu. That's it. That's it...... Hahahaha......"

The old principal couldn't help himself with excitement, "This is the lost picture of Nanqiu!" ”

The old principal is a famous painter and has a certain degree of attainment in painting appreciation. He can accurately determine whether several paintings are from the same person.

The age of this painting, as well as the colors and brushstrokes and the habits of the painters, are all the same as the other three.

The old headmaster was very sure that this was the picture of Nanqiu that they had been looking for for many years.

"It's true...... "In fact, the old man can also distinguish the real from the fake, but he believes in the old principal's vision more, at this time, the ecstasy on his face is extremely thick, it is like he has found his long-lost biological son.

The significance of this painting to his Hu family is too heavy.

The old man came to Han Tao, with a deep gratitude on his face, his lips trembled a few times, but he didn't say anything, he suddenly held Han Tao's hand, shook it hard, and finally squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Thank you......"

At this time, the old man was already crying with excitement, and there was nothing more happy than him finding this painting.

Han Tao didn't know how to comfort him, the old man kept saying the word thank you in his mouth, looking endless, as if he wanted to thank Han Tao from day to night, and then from night to dark, endlessly.

At this moment, there are no words to express the old man's gratitude to Han Tao, he thought that he would not find this painting again in this life, he has been looking for it for decades, he is almost numb, the whole person is almost nervous, and he dreams of that painting every day.

I didn't expect ...... The long-awaited painting...... appeared.

The old principal also thanked Han Tao endlessly, Han Tao couldn't bear the two old men crying in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Old principal, don't cry!" ”

As soon as Han Tao's words came out, the two old men noticed the gaffe, and hurriedly wiped away their excited tears, and the old principal said, "Han Tao, don't laugh at us!" ”

"No, it won't." Han Tao smiled slightly, he had long seen the importance of this painting to the two of them.

"This little brother, can you ask, where did this painting come from?" The old man surnamed Hu couldn't wait to ask.

He has been looking for this painting for most of his life, and it is the heirloom of his Hu family, and he is extremely interested in the origin of the painting.

"To tell you the truth, this painting belongs to my aunt, I saw it in her house when I was a child, and the last time the old principal took out three other paintings, I felt very familiar, but I was not sure at the time."

"Afterwards, I called my aunt and asked him to take a picture for me, and after reading it, I was completely sure that this was the Nanqiu picture that the principal was looking for, so I asked my aunt to mail this painting over."

Han Tao had already made up the reason, and there was no flaw in it. It's said that it's a painting from my aunt's house, so it's okay to reach out and get a gratuity, isn't it?

The old principal and the old man surnamed Hu showed a look of sudden realization.

"Han Tao, you are also from Jiangbei City!"

The old principal asked.

"Well, yes, Qingcang County, Jiangbei City." Nodding his head.

It turns out that this painting has been in Jiangbei City! The two brothers have taken countless unjust roads.

But in any case, everyone was happy when the painting was found, and now the two of them felt that they were blind to death, and there were no regrets in this life.

Then, Lao Hu said to Han Tao: "Little brother, I believe you also know the origin of this painting and my Hu family, you must sell it to me!" I'm willing to pay as much as I want. ”

"If I didn't want to sell you, I wouldn't have called you here."

Han Tao said with a smile.

"Little brother, how much do you offer?"

Lao Hu asked nervously, to be honest, he really doesn't have much in hand now, he is not too rich, it may be okay to take hundreds of thousands, and if there are more, it will be difficult for him.

However, as long as Han Tao opened his mouth, even if it was 10 million, he would not hesitate to agree, even if he sold the house and sold the property to borrow it everywhere, he would buy it.

This painting may not be a big deal to others, but it is absolutely priceless to him.

Lao Hu has lived most of his life and understands human nature very well, and the excitement between him and the old principal just now, the other party must be able to see how much he longs for that painting.

At this time, the seller will generally open his mouth and slaughter the money vigorously.

But Lao Hu felt that he was willing to be slaughtered, and he did not pretend to be fond of painting at all.

The old principal also looked at Han Tao nervously, really afraid that he would take the opportunity to shout sky-high prices, everyone has greed, who would let go of such a good opportunity.

Han Tao could guess the thoughts of the two, smiled slightly, and said, "Sir, this painting was bought back by my aunt for 20,000 yuan, as long as it is not much lower than this price." ”

This is not a famous painting, and there is still a gap between it and those paintings painted by everyone's hands, and if it is sold to others, it is not worth much, so you can give him 30,000 or 50,000 yuan.

Han Tao was going to give the money to his parents and let them buy some things at home.

Han Tao, who has always been ordinary, didn't dare to give them too much money at once, otherwise they would be suspicious and scared if they took it.

When giving them money, Han Tao had already found a good reason, which could be said to be the prize money he got in the art exhibition competition, so they were happy to spend it, right?

Now Han Tao really doesn't take money too seriously, he has thought of a lot of ways to make money, and it won't be long before his parents can live a good life.

Hearing Han Tao's words, Lao Hu and the old principal glanced at each other, and they all felt incredible, no less than 20,000? They all felt that they had misheard.

Even if this painting is sold on the market, it will be worth 80,000 yuan! Han Tao's asking price is not too cheap.

Both of them are upright people, and they quickly thought that it might be that Han Tao didn't know how to paint.

So, Lao Hu said: "Little brother, you help me find the painting, the old man is grateful to you, and he will never take advantage of you with a conscience, this painting can be sold for 108,000 yuan when it comes to the market, is it too low for you to offer 20,000 yuan?" ”

Han Tao smiled, he had never seen a person who bought something at a low price, and at the same time he had a strong affection for Lao Hu.

"Yes! Han Tao, you can see that we are all determined to buy this painting, why don't we call for a higher price. ”

The old principal didn't expect Han Tao to only offer a price of 20,000 yuan, and he couldn't deceive Han Tao, otherwise he would have nightmares when he slew.

They have never done anything bad in their lives, and they will not be able to face their benefactors.

"I can see that both of them are kind-hearted people, just now I may have felt that the asking price was a little lower, but now I feel that I should open the price a little lower."

This is the so-called people respect me a foot, I respect people.

The old principal and Lao Hu looked at each other, thinking that the young man in front of them was too interesting, and they all showed their approval of Han Tao.

Lao Hu took out two bank cards from his pocket without hesitation and said solemnly: "Little brother, there are 100,000 in one of these two cards, and you accept the 200,000, of course, this painting cannot be measured by money for me, and I am not afraid of your jokes, I have so much money, of course, if you are too little, I still have the real estate certificate here, and you can also take it." ”

Lao Hu was very generous, and he couldn't refuse to stuff the bank card into Han Tao's hand.

At this time, the old principal also helped Lao Hu speak, and only when Han Tao accepted Lao Hu's 200,000 yuan could he feel at ease.

The two of them had a resolute attitude, and they looked like they couldn't accept it. Han Tao couldn't help but smile, he had a very good impression of the two, and in the end, Han Tao accepted 100,000.

He knew that Lao Hu didn't want to take advantage of himself, and he didn't want to owe himself, this painting could be sold for almost 100,000 yuan in the market, and it was worth selling to them.

In this way, it becomes a business, and no one has to feel indebted anymore.

It is really uncommon for buyers to be willing to pay more, but sellers insist on charging less, maybe they are all for peace of mind!

Between people, as long as they all show their sincerity, there are not so many conspiracies. (To be continued......)