“Both paintings are genuine.”

Old Fang nodded.

All are authentic works?

"But..."

After listening to Mr. Fang’s second sentence, the few people were uneasy.

There is obviously a turning point.

"This "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture" is a big problem."

Mr. Fang first mentioned Lu Qi's "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture".

What's the meaning?

Didn’t Fang Lao say that the two calligraphy and paintings of Wen Zhengming are all genuine works? Is there any problem with the original works?

"Old Fang, what's wrong with my painting?"

Lu Qi's heart suddenly hangs.

"It's a pity that your painting has been repaired the day after tomorrow."

Mr. Fang straight to the point.

"This painting "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture" should have had many damaged areas and was not well preserved."

Mr. Fang explained.

"Look at these places."

Mr. Fang pointed to two or three places.

"These places should have been damaged before, and have been repaired after a day, and their aura is not integrated."

"After the repair was completed, I put the rice insects on it and let them eat them for a while, so that they will have a sense of time and vicissitudes."

Knock!

Lu Qi's heart fell directly into the abyss.

"Old Fang...the collection value of my painting..."

Lu Qi asked.

"In this way, the collection value of your character is greatly reduced. The value itself has been reduced by four or five times. Now it is estimated that it is worth three or four million."

After thinking for a while, Mr. Fang gave the final result.

Three or four million?

Lu Qi almost passed by myocardial infarction.

He bought this painting for more than 30 million.

But if Mr. Fang said, let alone being repaired by someone, even if it is complete, it will only be ten or two hundred million.

So, I lost a lot!

Lu Qi covered his chest, heartache so much that he couldn't breathe.

"Old Fang, what about this character?"

After a while of slowing down, Lu Qi pointed to the letter given by Ye Chen and asked Mr. Fang.

The money was wasted, and 30 million was wasted.

If the money is gone, forget it.

But face cannot be lost.

He just said firmly that his painting was definitely true, but Ye Chen's calligraphy was not necessarily true.

Now, Mr. Fang has confirmed that both calligraphy and paintings are real.

At this moment, Lu Qi wanted to know whether Ye Chen's calligraphy had been repaired.

If not, it would be embarrassing to the house today.

"This is a good word, it's pretty good."

Looking at the letter given by Ye Chen, Old Fang said excitedly.

He didn't think he could see this calligraphy by Wen Zhengming today.

This is the most valuable treasure he has seen this year.

"This calligraphy is beautiful and vigorous, with a warm and elegant look, and the lines reveal a sense of elegance. It is definitely Wen Zhengming's pinnacle work."

Mr. Fang gave a very high evaluation.

"I guess if this letter is placed in the auction, it will be around 60 to 70 million."

After hearing what Mr. Fang said, the fire in Lu Qi's eyes seemed to be extinguished.

Lu Qi immediately lost his energy and sat there in a daze.

Sixty or seventy million?

Ye Chen's calligraphy actually costs 60 to 70 million?

Lu Qi was shocked.

Compared with Ye Chen's words, his painting worth three to four million is simply garbage.

Even the complete "Frost, Bamboo and Stone Picture" is not as valuable as Ye Chen's calligraphy.

Why.

Today he lost money and lost face.

Too embarrassing.

As for Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, they were all very shocked after listening to it.

Ye Chen's calligraphy is actually Wen Zhengming's pinnacle work, and its collection value is too great.

If it was given by someone else, Mo Hongru would definitely refuse politely.

But he didn't treat Xiaochen as an outsider, and he was a friend of his age.

If you have the chance in the future, you will repay this favor by yourself.

"Xiaochen, you are too polite."

Mo Hongru thanked Tao.

"But there is a question, why there is a lot of dust on this letter."

Suddenly, Mr. Fang asked a question.

Logically speaking, such words will definitely be stored carefully, but why is there a lot of dust?

Hearing this, Ye Chen stayed in awkwardly.

This character was previously hung by Ye Chen in the living room.

Ye Chen thought before that it would be better to hang it in the living room and decorate it, but it is not expensive anyway.

I gave it to Uncle Mo this time, and it was not because Ye Chen disrespectful to Uncle Mo.

It was just a hurry and he didn't prepare anything else. Ye Chen imagined that middle-aged people like Mo Hongru should like antiques and the like.

So Ye Chen decided to give it to him.

At worst, I can prepare myself next time.

Ye Chen was not able to answer when Mr. Fang asked this.

He could only cough dryly and pretended not to hear anything.

What?

Did Mr. Fang speak just now?

Why doesn't he remember it?

"Save it well in the future."

Mr. Fang reminded.

After appreciating the calligraphy and paintings, Mo Hongru carefully put away the words given by Ye Chen.

Several people sat down and had tea.

Suddenly, when Feng Yongyan looked at a message on his phone, his eyes stagnated and he was extremely surprised.

"You know, something big happened this morning."

Feng Yongyan said to the few people mysteriously.

"What's the big deal?"
To be continued...