Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Qi Refiner

Ye Bufan ignored him and directly took down the two painting scrolls next to him.

"Boy, have you seen too much fantasy? Do you think that the wood of this kind of painting scroll will be agarwood or something?

I'm telling you, don't be delusional, I've already seen it, this is the most ordinary wooden material, and the two of them are not worth dozens of dollars combined. ”

Ye Bufan still ignored the chattering white mouse, he picked up the painting scroll on the left side and pulled the wooden shaft out of it.

Seeing his movements, even Yang Ziqian frowned, clearly saying that this young man wanted to find something from the painting scroll, but this is the most ordinary wood, what can it be?

But at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

Ye Bufan raised his hand and patted it lightly on the wooden shaft, and the wood that looked like it was completely integrated cracked into two halves with a snap, and the middle was actually hollowed out, revealing an extremely neat picture scroll.

"Oh my God, there's really something in this scroll."

"This workmanship is too delicate, no matter how you look at it, it is a complete wood, but I didn't expect it to be empty inside."

"How does this lad see that? Could it be that he has clairvoyant eyes? I even knew that there was something in the scroll......"

"It doesn't matter, the key depends on what the scroll is, if it's still a fake, it's useless to find it......"

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In the midst of many discussions, everyone's eyes focused on the scroll in Ye Bufan's hand.

Yang Ziqian's eyes lit up and said, "Young man, open it up and take a look." ”

He already felt that he could hide it so tightly, and this calligraphy and painting was definitely not ordinary.

Ye Bufan gently untied the ribbon on the scroll and slowly spread the scroll.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this calligraphy and painting, and they found that what was written on it was still the famous sentence in Zhuge Kongming's "Book of Commandments", "Indifferent to Mingzhi, quiet to far-reaching".

In the lower right corner of the calligraphy and painting is written the family motto of the Qing minister, and the back is stamped with the name seal of Yan Zhenqing.

Judging from the content, this painting is exactly the same as the one that has just been torn off, but the words on it are completely different.

I saw that the structure of the characters on this calligraphy and painting was square and tight, the strokes were horizontal and vertical, and the pen was strong and straight, open and vigorous.

Yang Ziqian stood next to him, originally he still looked light-hearted, but when he saw the handwriting on this painting, he immediately seemed to have changed as if he had changed, and stepped forward and said excitedly: "Authentic, this is Yan Zhenqing's authentic handwriting, it is really rare." ”

The white mouse was completely stupid there, and he never thought that Yan Zhenqing's genuine product was really hidden in this painting.

Generally speaking, he will carefully check the scroll in his hand, what mezzanine, what wooden shaft, will seriously check it, afraid of missing the treasure from his hand.

But I never expected that the wood of this painting scroll would be vacuum.

At this time, a spectator next to him asked, "Master Yang, how much is this painting worth?" ”

After staring at this painting for a long time, Yang Ziqian reluctantly left his gaze and said: "At an auction in Hong Kong not long ago, there was an auction of Yan Zhenqing's authentic handwriting, and it was sold for 3 million before this calligraphy and painting.

With the color of this calligraphy and painting, I think it will be at least 5 million. ”

"Oh my God, is a painting worth that much?"

"The young man bought it for 5,000 yuan, and he can sell it for 5 million in the blink of an eye, which is too profitable, right?"

"You know what? Generally, everyone's calligraphy and paintings are sold by the ruler, and Yan Zhenqing's genuine handwriting is definitely worth this price. ”

In the surrounding discussions, Yang Ziqian said to Ye Fan: "Young man, don't hide it, I personally like Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy and painting the most, can you sell it to me?"

It's easy to say in terms of price, I will never let you suffer, 6 million, what do you think? ”

Ye Bufan thought about it, this price is indeed quite fair, the most important thing is that what he wants is a magic weapon, and he doesn't care about this kind of antique calligraphy and painting at all.

Thinking of this, he said, "Okay, I'll sell it to Mr. Yang." ”

"Little brother, thank you, you will come to me if you have something to do with antiques in the future, Yang is duty-bound."

Yang Ziqian took out the check book from his pocket with excitement on his face, wrote a check for 6 million and handed it to Ye Bufan, and then carefully put away the real scroll of Yan Zhenqing.

The white mouse was stupid next to him, obviously worth 6 million calligraphy and paintings, but he forced 5,000 yuan to others, looking at the check in Ye Bufan's hand, he was so distressed that he was about to drip blood.

"Boss Bai, have you seen enough? Isn't it time for our gamble to come to fruition? ”

Yang Ziqian said: "Boss Bai, you lost this bet, hurry up and pay the little brother." ”

"I ......"

Seeing that the painting worth 6 million was lost, and now he has to take out 200,000 gambling money to others, which is like cutting meat from a white mouse.

However, Yang Ziqian is a notary, so he has no idea of denying it at all, otherwise he will not be able to mix in the antique world in the future.

In desperation, he could only take out his mobile phone and transfer 200,000 cash to Ye Bufan.

After the transfer was completed, Yang Ziqian said: "Little brother, can you tell me how you can see that there is something else in the wooden shaft?" ”

This is something he has never figured out, with his attainments in antiques, he has not seen any flaws, and I don't know how Ye Bufan found out.

Ye Bufan smiled and said, "It's nothing, it just happened." ”

Yang Ziqian shook his head slightly, he really couldn't find any other reason for this kind of thing except that it was due to coincidence.

He took out a business card and stuffed it to Ye Bufan and said, "Little brother, I can see that you have a deep knowledge in antiques, and you can contact me directly if you have good things in the future." ”

"Okay."

Ye Bufan had a good impression of Yang Ziqian, and directly stuffed the business card into his pocket.

After that, he did not stop at this antique shop, and continued to look for magic artifacts after going out.

After everyone left, three tall and strong men came in from outside the door, led by the big black man, and said to the white mouse: "Big brother, what should we do?" Can't watch this kid take away so much money? ”

His name is Heipi, and he is in a gang with the white mice, and these people dig graves and rob graves on weekdays, and they do a lot of things to rob and touch porcelain.

If Yang Ziqian hadn't been here just now, they would definitely not have let Ye Bufan go out so easily.

The white mouse gritted his teeth and said: "Of course it won't be like that, the person who can take advantage of our brother has not been born yet!" ”

Heipi said: "Then what about the big brother, or a few of our brothers will go and do that kid and snatch the money back." ”

The white mouse said: "Say how many times have you been, it is the best policy to fight and kill, and it will send our brother to the game." ”

Another little flat head next to him said, "Big brother, what do you say we should do?" ”

The white mouse rolled his eyes and said, "Let's outwit it first, you go to him to touch a porcelain, squeeze out all the money in his hand, and if not, then come hard." ”