A Bugatti Veyron was driving on the street, and there were peerless beauties like Yu Fangqiu sitting in the car, and the return rate reached 100%.

Luxury cars, beautiful women, this is the dream of every young person!

The roaring sound of air waves ignited the enthusiasm of the young people on the street, and some people secretly vowed to work hard from now on.

"Come on, young people!"

Wang Yi moved the corners of his mouth to hook up a touch of arc, deliberately making the sound of air waves roar, in the name of encouraging more people to struggle.

Looking at her husband like a child getting a new toy, Yu Fangqiu smiled, full of love.

After wandering around the streets, Wang Yidong took Yu Fangqiu to the antique market to buy a precious calligraphy and painting for Yu Dinghai's birthday.

In fact, they just visited once not long ago, but they didn't find precious calligraphy and paintings, so I hope they have a little better luck this time.

In an antique shop, I finally found a calligraphy that meets the requirements, Wang Xizhi's ancient copy!

As we all know, Wang Xizhi's authentic works have long been extant, and the ancient facsimile has always been regarded as genuine.

"This "How to Post", which was copied in the Tang Dynasty, has a long reputation, and has even been praised by Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty...... "The owner of the antique shop talked eloquently.

Wang Yidong was noncommittal, he looked carefully, he couldn't see if this was a copy of the ancient Tang Dynasty, and was ready to call Ma Xiangfu in Lingzhou for help.

"This paper and ink are only more than 600 years old. The voice of the Death Clan Saintess Yu Ruolan rang out.

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, You Ruolan still has such ability?!

With a history of more than 600 years, it shows that it is not a facsimile of the ancient times, but a facsimile of the Ming Dynasty, so the collection value is greatly reduced.

"But. You Ruolan came again, but Wang Yidong's curiosity was raised.

"But what, Your Excellency?"

But inside this copybook, there is another copybook, and the history of that copybook is more than 1,000 years. Yu Ruolan said.

Picture-in-picture?!

Wang Yidong was overjoyed, he had heard of picture-in-picture, in order to hide some precious calligraphy and paintings in ancient times, some people used high sandwich technology to hide the real works in imitations.

In other words, in this copy of the Ming Dynasty, there is a copy of the ancient times!

When Wang Yidong was looking at the copybook, a woman wearing a famous brand came into the antique shop.

When the woman saw Yu Fangqiu, she was shocked, "That seems to be Yu Fangqiu? Hell, why did she become beautiful again!"

It turned out that this woman was Yu Fangqiu's classmate in the same club when she was in college, and she was a rich second generation in Yangcheng.

When she was in college, she was jealous of Yu Fangqiu's beauty, and now that Yu Fangqiu has become more beautiful, she is so jealous that she vomits blood, and secretly curses, she didn't go up to greet Yu Fangqiu, but secretly paid attention.

"Boss, how much is this calligraphy?" Wang Yidong communicated with You Ruolan and asked the owner of the antique shop.

"Little brother, Wang Xizhi's ancient copy, the collection value is very high, a year ago the ancient copy of the "Ping An Post" was auctioned for a sky-high price of 400 million! And this "How to Post", although not as famous as the "Ping An Post", but the collection value is also extremely high. The owner of the antique shop said with a smile, "Little brother, last time someone offered 18 million to buy, I didn't sell it, if you want to buy it, I'll sell it to you now for 20 million." ”

"It's only 20 million, so cheap?" Wang Yidong said lightly, "Didn't you say that Wang Xizhi's ancient facsimile instinct could be auctioned off for hundreds of millions?"

The owner of the antique shop secretly regretted not shouting a higher price, and he smiled and said: "Hehe, little brother, the price of the auction cannot be used as the market price, because there are many accidental factors in it. And "How to Post" is not as famous as "Ping An Post", so it only sells for 20 million. ”

In fact, the fame of "How to Post" is not small, if it is really a facsimile of Gao Gu, it is worth at least hundreds of millions! But the owner of the antique shop knows that this is only a facsimile of the Ming Dynasty, and it is already a big profit to sell for 10 million, so he did not make the price too outrageous.

"So, ten million, I'll buy it. Wang Yi said proudly.

The owner of the antique shop was stunned for a moment, this young man's bid was too weird, it was too cheap just now, and now he has cut the price in half.

"No, no, no, less than eighteen million I'm going to lose. ”

"Wife, let's go!"

The owner of the antique shop planned to grind the price slowly, but Wang Yidong did not play his cards according to common sense, and turned around to leave.

"Little brother, the price is negotiable! Okay, okay, 10 million will be sold to you, which can be regarded as a friend with the little brother!"

finally waited for a layman who was willing to spend 10 million to buy calligraphy, and the owner of the antique shop didn't want to miss it, so he enthusiastically pulled Wang Yidong.

"Now I'm only willing to give nine million. Wang Yidong said coldly.

It's outrageous for me to go to this kid to bargain! But you think that if you take advantage of 9 million, Lao Tzu will still make a lot of money! The owner of the antique shop said in his heart, and said, "9 million is 9 million!"

Next, Wang Yidong swiped his card to pay and spent 9 million to buy this facsimile of Wang Xizhi's "How to Post".

Nine million went into his pocket, and four million were earned, and the owner of the antique shop was happy.

"Yu Fangqiu, long time no see!" The woman who had been paying attention to the side came over to greet Yu Fangqiu.

"You're Song Zumei, long time no see. Yu Fangqiu greeted each other politely.

"Yu Fangqiu, is this your husband, very young and rich!" Song Zumei looked at Wang Yi and said with a smile: "I spent nine million to buy a copy of the Ming Dynasty with a price of less than five million, I am really a local tyrant!"

There is no lack of sarcasm in the tone.

Song Zumei's grandfather is an expert in antiques, and the last time she accompanied her grandfather to this store, she learned that the true value of this calligraphy is about three or four million.

was exposed by Song Zumei, and the corners of the antique shop owner's mouth twitched slightly, but it doesn't matter, the transaction has been completed anyway.

Hearing this, Yu Fangqiu frowned slightly, she didn't care about the millions, what she cared about was that the owner of the antique shop deceived her husband!

She was about to reason with the owner of the antique shop, but Wang Yi stopped her with a look.

"The price is less than five million?" Wang Yi moved the corners of his mouth to hook up an arc, "Beauty, you are still too tender, let me teach you how much this calligraphy is worth." ”

I saw that Wang Yidong took out a sharp knife, slowly peeled off the corners of the copybook, peeled the copybook into two layers, and took out another copybook from the mezzanine!

How is this possible!

Song Zumei and the owner of the antique shop were shocked, it was actually a picture-in-picture! The picture-in-picture in the Ming Dynasty calligraphy was very likely to be a copy of the ancient Gaogu!

"Boss, beauty, can you help me see how much this calligraphy is worth?" Wang Yidong smiled proudly.

The owner of the antique shop hurriedly used a magnifying glass to take a closer look, and his face turned pale at the end, this is really a facsimile of the ancient "How to Post"! Worth hundreds of millions, he actually sold it for 9 million!

Song Zumei also had an ugly face, she came out to sarcastically mock Yu Fangqiu, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face!

Looking at the faces of Song Zumei and the owner of the antique shop, Yu Fangqiu knew that her husband must have made a lot of money! She looked at him with beautiful eyes, and her heart was full of pride.

(End of chapter)