Chapter 198: Keep it for me

The moment he heard this, Chen Fang looked at the shameless Qin Zhiyuan with a angrily look, and shouted angrily: "What does this have to do with you?

This is obviously my son is excellent enough!”

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Qin Zhiyuan was also a little embarrassed. The world was so big that his wife was the biggest. What else could he say?

Of course, I can only follow Chen Fang's words. If she gets angry, she will not have to go to the living room to feed mosquitoes?

So, being good to your wife is the real inheritance.

"Haohao, when did you learn how to restore cultural relics?

According to my understanding, it seems that your school has not taught you this knowledge, right?"

"How did you do it?"

This is the difference between Chen Fang and Qin Zhiyuan.

Chen Fang is more rational, and always focuses on Qin Hao. It is correct to hope that Qin Hao will have a future, but more of it is hope that Qin Hao will be well. As a mother, she always likes to ask questions.

If it were Qin Zhiyuan, he would not have thought about these questions.

As long as your son is excellent enough, that's all?

Why do you ask so much?

Young people must have their own secrets. As parents, they don’t have to explore everything. When children grow up, they should have their own little secrets.

This is also normal.

However, when Chen Fang asked this, Qin Zhiyuan was also a little curious, so he also looked at Qin Hao. Qin Hao was only so old and had such a way to repair it. What is this concept?

He had seen this painting just now, but he could not see any traces of repair.

This move alone is not something that ordinary people can do. It is conceivable that even many masters who have been famous for a long time cannot reach this level.

It is conceivable how far Qin Hao has reached in the repair of this sect.

I didn't react before, but now when Chen Fen asked, Qin Zhiyuan was also a little curious.

Regarding these things, Qin Hao thought of the words when he got the Yin-Yang Treasure Art. Anyway, he could read books by himself, so he should not disclose or say anything else.

He is still very clear about the truth that too much talk will lead to mistakes.

"This is a book I bought by chance in an old bookstore when I was in high school. It records the restoration of various antiques, and I have some surprises."

"In addition, I have a good relationship with Mr. Mo and others, so I will check it out sometimes, and then combine it with the things recorded in that book, and I will unknowingly."

"What book?"

"Take it and see it."

"I don't know where I left. I was in high school at that time. Now I'm about to graduate from college. It's been several years since I wrote down that book, and I forgot to leave it."

"I looked for it last time, but I didn't find it."

"well……"

"You are a prodigal thing, such a good thing, can you even lose it? Do you know what this book represents?

It can make you know nothing and become a repair master!”

"No, I can even be said to be a master. You can imagine how precious that is?"

“…”

Seeing Qin Zhiyuan's heartbroken look, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel speechless. Anyway, this was made up by himself, so there was no way to verify it. He was just doing it.

If he really wants to learn, he can teach him.

Of course, the most important thing is that even if you teach him yourself, he will not be able to learn it overnight, let alone reaching his current level. It can be said that he has reached the level of a master in the antique restoration industry.

In this restored painting, there are no traces of restoration.

This alone shows this.

"How much is this painting worth?"

Wenjing is not from the history department, so she doesn’t understand the price of cultural relics even more. However, she is just simply curious. Just this painting is worth Qin Hao locking herself in the study for several days?

If it breaks, it will be broken.

Still making myself so tired?

This is something that laymen like her don’t understand. People like her may have just heard that this thing is more profitable, but as for how much it can be made, I don’t know.

Wenjing just felt sorry for Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled and answered for her: "If it is based on the market price, the cap will be about five million, and the up and down will not be very fluctuating."

"But if the advertisement can be used in an auction house and can attract Gu Kaizhi's collectors, the price may only be high, not low, and it may even reach six or seven million."

"Although antiques are of great value, more people like to collect and study. That is a real hobby, for those who are not short of money."

"Money is always something outside of your body."

"oh."

Wenjing is very well-behaved. She actually asked something just now, and she felt a little regretful. She felt that she was too abrupt, but she didn't expect Qin Hao to explain so much to her.

To be honest, she was still very happy.

Qin Zhiyuan was very excited anyway: "Okay, this can add another treasure to my store, which will be of great help and significance to the opening of my new store."

"You guys can go and pick up more things, and you can sell them in my store."

“…”

Qin Hao was speechless, and now it is no longer the same as before. When the antique market became popular, the chance of picking up bargains was much higher, but someone saw this market and then started to fake it.

As a result, the market was completely in chaos.

It is really harder to find a bargain now than to reach the sky. Even if you see some high-quality products now, the merchants are very smart. He knows the price of this thing.

So, unless you buy it and collect it.

But if you want to make money, you should give up on this idea as soon as possible.

"Okay, you're still so old, why are you still greedy for your son's things?

Are you embarrassed?

Let's go quickly and let the two children rest early today."

"They will have to go to school to report tomorrow."

"Okay, okay."

"Then you rest early, I won't bother you today. Let's talk about it when you sleep first, but I'm interested in this painting and I'll leave it at home for me."

"You prodigal boy, don't sell it for me. At worst, I can just share the money after I sell it. I guarantee you won't lose money. Is this OK?"

“…”

Qin Hao couldn't help but feel funny when he heard his father's words.

This painting is worth five million. Even if he sells it randomly, it will not be just 500,000 yuan he bought, right?

Of course this won't lose money.

Although his parents have been cheating on him as his son for a long time, this feeling is really good for him. He enjoys the feeling of his parents being by his side...
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