Soon, the assistant Li Cheng brought a picture scroll, "Miss Cheng, this painting is Mrs. Dai Fang's favorite during her lifetime..."

"Shut up !! me" Miss Cheng scolded angrily, "Don't meddle in things that shouldn't be in your hands, dare to say one more word, and you won't have to go to work tomorrow!" ”

“……”

Li Cheng was scolded by Miss Cheng angrily, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and didn't dare to speak anymore, although he was Mr. Zhou's assistant, he was still a part-time job after all.

"Oh, are canaries so good these days? (Pick your nose)"

"But one thing to say, I don't like this, it's so rich, I'd rather keep a young one!"

"Isn't it, brother, did you really pick it? (covers his face)"

As the scroll unfolds, a portrait of a figure appears in front of everyone's eyes.

The painting is extremely simple, with only a woman in peasant clothes, bulging with something stuffed into her chest.

And in the bottom corner of the scroll are written a few big characters that can barely be seen - my wife Xiuying.

The whole painting and the woman in the painting look very simple, there is no special artistic conception, and the brushwork is not rigorous and vigorous, and the only highlight may be the woman.

The woman's eyebrows are a little heroic, the big eyes are bright, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, but the eyes are very clear, giving people a clean and informal feeling.

Huh?

More than 30 connoisseurs in the villa frowned at the same time, they looked at the end corner, and found that this painting had neither the original author's signature, nor the seal, and it was completely a three-no product.

“……”

Everyone looked at each other speechlessly, and after a long time, someone spoke, "Miss Cheng... This is Ms. Dai Fang's favorite painting? ”

"Could you have taken it by mistake?"

"This painting... It's really not a clever place! ”

"Could it be that there is something in this painting that we can't see with the naked eye?"

A few professionals came over and looked at it carefully, and two of them put on gloves and touched them with their own hands, "The paper used in this painting is not fake in the Ming Dynasty..."

The other frowned, "If you want to talk about the artistic conception of this painting... I really don't see what artistic conception it has, I can't find the same style as the painter of the Ming Dynasty, only "my wife Xiuying", this word is a bit overbearing, but just by virtue of these words, I really can't see which of our masterpieces! ”

There are also humanitarians: "These words look good, but it is difficult to be calligraphy, more of a kind of casual self-writing, as we all know, calligraphy pays attention to penmanship, pay attention to knots and strokes, can do such a collection of people, in order to achieve something in calligraphy, calligraphy in front of you is really not how good it is!" ”

“……”

Listening to the whispers in her ear, Miss Cheng looked at Li Cheng with a gloomy face, "Are you sure you took it right?" ”

Li Cheng nodded, "Sure, that's it, I won't admit it..."

“……”

Miss Cheng wasn't talking, she knew that Li Cheng wouldn't dare to lie to her with this kind of thing.

"Ahem..."

Miss Cheng said in a deep voice, "3.8 million, I don't know which connoisseur wants to collect this painting?" This is the only one, first come, first served! ”

Miss Cheng started a live auction, but everyone's eyes in the villa flickered, and they didn't say a word.

Those who can mix in the antique shop are a group of people!

The painting in front of me is a proper three-no product, who dares to accept it?

Even if this painting was made by someone in the Ming Dynasty, it does not mean that as long as it is something in the Ming Dynasty, it must be valuable, and this painting has not been signed, so in the eyes of everyone, it is a piece of paper from the Ming Dynasty!

Besides, 3.8 million is not a small number!

3.8 million to sell a piece of paper from the Ming Dynasty, isn't this a pure fool?

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, what do you say? Is this painting going to be sold? ”

"I think the woman in this painting is gentle and generous, and she must be everyone's best girl!"

"Everyone's ladies are worthless!"

"This painting may have been painted by an ordinary person in the Ming Dynasty, and it doesn't have much value, so it has no collection value..."

"Brothers, 520 today, I don't have a girlfriend, I specially asked the old driver to send a software, and the mobile phone prompted me to install the danger, what to do (woo)"

"Ignore the danger and install it directly!"

"Take a step to speak, and a good person will have a safe life!"

“……”

Chu Ang looked at the four words "My Wife Xiuying" on the picture scroll, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly, a white light flashed in his head, and his pupils shrank, "Yes... It's his own handwriting! ”

(End of chapter)