Chapter Thirty-Eight: What the Gao Family Fancies... Sooner or later, it's the Gao family!
"Mr. Kodaka... Mr. Kodaka! β
Cheng Lixin changed color, "How should this be?" β
Mr. Kodaka?
Hearing these words, Chu Ang's spirit tensed up all of a sudden, and he unconsciously clenched his fists, and his body stiffened like a wooden man.
Feeling the changes in his body, Chu Ang smiled bitterly for a long time.
During this time, he was almost nervous after being made by Mr. Gao, and now after hearing the words "Mr. Xiao Gao" in Cheng Lixin's mouth, he will become so sensitive.
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Chu Ang took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, and then touched the fake "Ploughing Cow Picture".
The next second, information emerges.
[Object: Mi Fu imitation Dai Song "ploughing cattle map"]
γMaterial: Silkγ
[Production time: 1094 (Song)]
[Market value: 50 million yuan]
50 million, Mi Fu's pinnacle in his later years!
Not bad!
If it is Mi Fu's landscape painting, it can be more valuable!
In the world of calligraphy and painting, people often say "Tang Bohu's beauty, Mi Yuanzhang's landscape, Liu Shi'an's fan", among which "Mi Yuanzhang's landscape" is Mi Fu's landscape painting, such as the "coral post" of the hand-me-down work, that is a priceless treasure.
"Although this painting is an imitation, but it also does not lose Mi Fu's fine work..."
Chu Ang's eyes calmly looked directly at the man in the suit, that is, Mr. Xiao Gao in Cheng Lixin's mouth, "Song History: Wenyuan Biography" contains: "Fu is particularly wonderful in Hanmo, calm and flying, and has the pen of Wang Xian. β
Su Shi commented: "Mi Shuchao is in a trance. When parallel with Zhong (Zhong Xuan) and Wang (Wang Xizhi), it is not only worthy of it. β
Song Gaozong Zhao commented: "Mi Fu has the name of the book, and it seems to be not disappointed in the sea..."
"In the antique shop, Mi Fu's real works are very popular..."
"There is a person called "Ma Weidu" in Sijiu City, a few years ago it spent 29.99 million yuan from Dongying to buy Mi Fu's real book "Yan Shan Ming"..."
Although there are only 39 words in Yanshan Ming, the words are very distinctive, the words between the words are powerful, complement each other, and Mi Fu's "wind and horses", "eight-sided strikes" are vividly embodied, some people have bid 1 billion but can't beg for it! β
After speaking, Chu Ang stopped speaking, and at this moment, the man in the suit was silent.
"Hahaha, brothers in the live broadcast room, he is silent about this mixed blood, he is silent..."
"Wasn't this girl crazy just now? Why don't you shout? β
"The anchor specializes in all kinds of disobedience!"
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After a long time, the man in the suit broke the silence, "You won!" β
Cheng Lixin's face is like ashes, like a mourning exam.
"The anchor wins, the anchor wins!"
"300 million, 300 million!"
"Damn. 3 more small goals! β
"Pick up what is weak, send 300 million to the door!"
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The corners of Chu Ang's mouth rose, "Keep this painting, I like it..."
Mi Fu genuine, this kind of treasure is rare, at this time Chu Ang also has the intention of collecting!
Unexpectedly, the man in the suit shook his head directly, and rejected Chu Ang calmly, "Mi Fu in the Song Dynasty has always been regarded as a fake ancestor by the elders in my family, forgive me for my fate!" β
Fake Patriarch?
Chu Ang frowned, thinking that Cheng Lixin had just called this person "Mr. Xiao Gao", his heart became extremely uncomfortable, and he immediately said, "Mi Fu is not a fake ancestor..."
"In the historical records, Mi Fu has a strange personality, crazy behavior, and often unexpected behavior!"
"Although I have taken possession of celebrity Mobao many times, I only use it for my own appreciation, and I have never used it for auction for money..."
"And in the Song Dynasty history, Mi Fu is also unique in life, one of the points is very clean, calligraphers and painters inevitably have to deal with pen and ink, the house is contaminated with ink is inevitable, but Mi Fu's study is indeed very clean..."
"Not only love clean life, Mi Fu is also clean and innocent, according to legend, he left the official from Hangzhou is to wash the ink pen clean, without a little ink, many times threatened not to take advantage of the public a little cheap..."
"I also personally checked the luggage of my family members to see if they had embezzled anything from the government..."
"Be a clean man, innocent as an official, this is a true portrayal of Mi Fu's half life!"
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The man in the suit looked at Chu Ang coldly, "I don't know why, seeing your face... I hate it from the bottom of my heart! β
"It's really a coincidence..."Chu Ang also replied not to be outdone, "Just the first time I saw you, I wanted to slap you twice, are we two enemies?" β
The man in the suit snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Chu Ang kindly reminded, "Fortune Treasure or V letter?" β
The man in the suit glared back at Chu Ang, then took out the check from the suit, took out the pen, filled in 300 million, and threw it directly to Chu Ang.
Chu Ang stretched out his hand and took it, and after taking a look, he said in surprise, "Oh, good guy, I haven't seen this thing for a check for 300 million..."
"Can I redeem it? I don't read much, don't fool me! Chu Ang deliberately teased twice.
The anger in the suit man's heart soared, and he said with a smile, "Boy... The days are still long, let's see! β
After speaking, the man in the suit put away the two calligraphy and paintings on the table, turned around and left the Old Palace Museum without looking back.
"Hahaha, this guy even dares to threaten the anchor!"
"As we all know, people who offend anchors never end well!"
"Next time, this guy can make a conspicuous bag again!"
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"Mr. Kodaka..."
Cheng Lixin hurriedly shouted, "Mr. Xiao Gao..."
But no matter how Cheng Lixin called, the man in the suit didn't turn around again, which made him feel uneasy and fearful!
God has abandoned him again!
Daya Zhai Yuan... Finished!
A feeling of dizziness came from the top of Cheng Lixin's head, his brain seemed to be congested, he was swollen and painful, the scene in front of him became blurry, his ears were buzzing, and even breathing became extremely difficult
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain struck, and Cheng Lixin felt that every cell in his body was screaming, and every nerve was trembling, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"Poof~"
Cheng Lixin spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground with a "flutter".
"Damn... The old irons in the live broadcast room, aren't they, this guy is fainting again? β
"Last time I was in the villa, this old man seemed to have fainted!"
"With this body, what's the use of the beautiful wife he married?"
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Several professors from the Old Palace Museum hurriedly stepped forward to check, but after a few people briefly checked it, their faces changed greatly, "I'm not breathing... Die... He's dead? β
Chu Ang: "??? β
"Shhhh Did I really kill someone? β
"Really... It's a dead man! β
"The antique shop seems to be even more terrifying than you think!"
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A few hours later.
In an upscale hotel in Sijiu City.
The man in the suit stood in front of the window, holding his mobile phone, "Father... Cheng Lixin is dead! β
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The old man on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time. "It doesn't matter... We don't buy drugs, we don't have Daya Zhaiyuan, there will be other people to cooperate with us! β
"Recently, Interpol has been eyeing us, and the family business has been temporarily suspended, you can help me inquire about someone!"
"Yes, father," the man in the suit bowed slightly, "who do you want me to inquire about?" β
"Chu Jialiang!" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of hatred.
"The Golden Hand of God? Isn't he dead? The man in the suit frowned, as a descendant of the Gao family, he had naturally heard of this name.
"Then find Chu Jialiang's descendants... That batch of treasures belongs to the Gao family, and the Gao family has a fancy to them... Sooner or later, it has to be the Gao family! β
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ps: The name of the man in the suit, I haven't thought about it yet, the almighty book friend circle, give a name, starting point, QQ reading, QQ browser, I can see it.
(End of chapter)