Song Jishan took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it carefully.

A minute later, Song Jishan said affirmatively: "This is the work copied by Qin Zhongju, it is the original work. The market price is about 2,500."

"However, I see that the painting paper is a bit special. If my little brother doesn't want it, then I will pay 10,000 yuan and resell it to me?"

Ten thousand yuan!

The market price of this painting is only more than 2,000.

Professor Song must have seen that they lost money, so he deliberately wanted to give them some compensation.

Professor Song is really kind-hearted.

Lin Yun shook his head: "Sorry, I won't sell it."

No!

This kid doesn't sell it!

Is he stupid?

The market price is only more than 2,000, and Professor Song has paid 10,000 yuan, but he doesn't even sell it!

Ten thousand yuan, although it is more than the price of the Five Dragon Divine Needle, it is a drop in the bucket, but there are still better than none.

Everyone was talking.

Professor Song smiled and said, "Twenty thousand, this is OK!"

Lin Yun still shook his head firmly: "I said it, I won't sell it."

"It's already 20,000 yuan, kid, just stop when you see it's okay!"

"Yes, this is already ten times the market price. Only Professor Song is kind-hearted and deliberately pity you. Otherwise, how could you sell for such a high price!"

"Seize the opportunity, boy. After passing this village, there will be no such store."

Zhou Fen also advised: "Xiaoyun, why not sell it! It's useless to keep it anyway, it's a little bit if you can sell it."

Now Xia Jianguo has spent all his family savings and has a medical accident waiting to pay the money to others. Although the 20,000 yuan is not much, it may temporarily alleviate the urgent need.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Auntie Fen, the price of this painting is far more than 20,000 yuan, believe me!"

Professor Song smiled and said, "Hehe, little brother, if this painting is an authentic work of Tang Yin, it will naturally be worth a lot, but it is just a work copied by Qin Zhongju. Although it is also a genuine work, it is really not valuable."

"If you can't trust me, you can ask someone on the spot."

Among the crowd, an old man stood up and said, "Boy, Professor Song said, "Yes, Qin Zhongju's works have been circulated a lot, and most of them are well preserved, so they are worth at most two thousand. The price offered by Professor Song is already very high."

Lin Yun said firmly: "I said it, I won't sell it. You don't need to say more!"

When the fat boss heard that Lin Yun still refused to sell it, he immediately sneered in his heart: "This kid thought he had picked up a treasure from me, and he would not sell it for 20,000 yuan!"

"Wait, if you don't sell it, I'll sell it! Professor Song, I have several works of Tang Yin copied by Qin Zhongju. I'll take it out for you to see."

Song Jishan nodded and said, "Okay, I'm working hard!"

There was immediately someone in the crowd who sneered gloatingly.

"Haha, this kid, he didn't sell it for 20,000 just now. It's too late to regret it now. If you sell it for another 2,000 yuan."

"There is no human heart and snake swallowing an elephant, this kid deserves it!"

The shop owner quickly carried a few paintings and painted them out: "Professor Song, these are all copied by Qin Zhongju, all of which of them are authentic. If you like, I will sell them for ten thousand yuan!"

Professor Song opened his eyes one by one and said with regret: "Although these are all genuine works of Qin Zhongju, they always feel that there is something missing compared to that one."

Professor Song looked at Lin Yun again and said, "Little brother, I want 30,000 yuan. This is my last bid, please think it through!"

Lin Yun still shook his head: "I said, don't sell it."

Xia Jianguo snorted coldly: "If you don't sell it, I will sell it!"

"Professor Song, I've given this painting to you!"

When he saw the owner of a cheap store just now, he regretted it. He would have sold it to Professor Song if he had known that 10,000 yuan would have been sold.

Fortunately, Professor Song didn’t look at the paintings of the shop owner, so Xia Jianguo still had a chance.

Lin Yun looked at Xia Jianguo calmly and said lightly: "You have thought about it. The value of this painting is far more than 20,000, or even more than your Five Dragons Divine Needle. If you sell it, don't regret it!"

Xia Jianguo was stunned. Although he didn't believe that this painting would be so valuable, he felt a little guilty after Lin Yun said this.

"Haha, boy, you really dare to say it! With Qin Zhongju's copying works, I can find you a hundred works, but I don't want 20,000. If you want, I will find as many as you want!" The shop owner sneered with a smug look on his face.

Lin Yun bent his mouth slightly and looked at the shop owner: "What if I could prove that the value of this painting is greater than two million?"

The shop owner sneered: "You dream! I can't understand my own painting! If I hadn't met Professor Song, this painting would be at most two thousand!"

Lin Yun said lightly: "Boss, how about we bet? If I can prove that the value of this painting is more than two million, you will publicly admit that the Five Dragons Divine Needle is a fake. As for the losses, you don't have to compensate."

The shop owner sneered: "What if you lose?"

Lin Yun said: "Then I will give you two million. Will you bet?"

The shop owner's eyes lit up and a hint of greed appeared on his face.

"Okay, it's a matter of determination! Everyone is a testimony. If you lose, you are not allowed to cheat!"

The shop owner thinks that this is giving him money!

He knew the value of that painting better than anyone else, how could it be more than two million?

Those who watched the fun around shook their heads: "This kid is clearly giving money to others! How could a work copied by Qin Zhongju exceed two million?"

"Young and energetic! It's just a cheaper boss!"

Professor Song frowned, looked at Lin Yun in confusion and said, "Little brother, you have to think clearly that the value of this painting cannot exceed 20,000, let alone 2 million! If you bet, you will definitely lose!"

Zhou Fen also advised: "Xiaoyun, since Professor Song has said everything, don't bet. Listen to others' advice and have a full meal!"

Xia Yuwei looked angry and whispered: "Lin Yun, can you not show off in everything? Even Professor Song said, you still have to bet!"

Lin Yun gently advised: "Don't worry, Aunt Fen, I'm sure."

As for Xia Yuwei, Lin Yun took the initiative to ignore it.

The shop owner was afraid that Lin Yun would regret it and urged: "Boy, do you still bet or not? If you bet, let us show it and see how you can make this copy of Qin Zhongju worth more than two million."

"Then you'll see." Lin Yun spread the painting open, and then tore it apart in front of everyone.

The crowds around were immediately experiencing a stir.

"Is this kid crazy? He actually tore the painting!"

"Even if it's not worth two million, Professor Song is willing to pay 30,000 yuan. 30,000 yuan, and he just tore it apart!"

"A prodigal son, this kid is really a prodigal son. If he were my son, I would have to break his leg!"

Xia Yuwei looked angry and shouted coldly: "Lin Yun, what are you doing!"

Xia Jianguo was also full of anger and exclaimed in a low voice: "Lin Yun, what do you want to do? Stop it!"

That's 30,000 yuan! When Xia Jianguo was in need of money now, Lin Yun actually destroyed the painting in front of him!

The shop owner laughed proudly and said, "Boy, even if you lose, you don't have to be angry. If you tear off the painting, it will be worthless!"
Chapter completed!