Qin Dingguo and Qin Zhenyu, father and son, left, and Luoyang returned to his father-in-law's house with a painting tube.
It was Baili Anguo who opened the door and asked straight to the point: "Xiao Luo, are you cured?"
Luoyang nodded: "It's cured. It's just a minor problem for me."
"It's good that the boy is fine, otherwise his father will definitely bother me every day." Baili Anguo saw the painting tube Luoyang was holding, "Jianjia said that Lao Qin said you had a painting, is this one?"
"This is it. It is said to be the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks Drinking" painted by Zhou Chen, a great master of the Ming Dynasty. I haven't seen it yet, but I don't understand it after looking at it."
"Zhou Chen is amazing. Tang Bohu and Qiu Ying are both his disciples, but I have never heard that Zhou Chen has painted the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks Drinking" you mentioned. Let me take a look." Baili Anguo said.
Luoyang took the painting tube in his hand, walked to the coffee table in a few steps, opened the painting tube, took out the scroll inside and unfolded it to look at it.
Luoyang also leaned over to take a look.
The splash-ink paintings, landscapes and figures, are quite artistic, but as a layman in Luoyang, I can't see the good or bad at all.
Baili Anguo frowned: "This is not Zhou Chen's painting, it is an imitation of his painting. It is not that far away, probably only ten or twenty years ago. Lao Qin is really smart, sending such a fake painting
The painting, and you said it was a painting by Zhou Chen, it’s embarrassing.”
Luoyang saw a seal of "Zhang Xing" among dozens of seals. He smiled and said: "It's better if it's not valuable. If the Qin family gave me something valuable, I wouldn't dare accept it. I'll take this fake painting."
Just put it away and keep it as a souvenir."
Wei Zijin and Baili Jianjia came out of the kitchen, each carrying a plate of dishes.
"Brother, Xiao Luo and I are here for dinner." Wei Zijin greeted.
Baili Anguo rolled up the painting and put it into the painting tube: "Xiao Luo, let's go, let's have a couple of drinks."
Luoyang nodded: "Okay, why hasn't Zaoyi come back yet?"
"The study task is heavy. If I have nothing to do, I will come back and stay one night on Saturday night. I usually stay in school." Baili Anguo said.
A senior high school student also tricked his father-in-law into buying a game console, presumably to keep it for college. He is a very resourceful person with great foresight.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
Eye of the Feather Blade's cell phone rang with an incoming call tone.
Luoyang took out his cell phone and took a look, but it was an unfamiliar number. He had a premonition and said, "Sorry, I'll answer the phone first."
Wei Zijin smiled and said: "Look at how polite our little Luo is. He is really well-educated and reasonable." Then she glared at Baili Jianjia and said, "Learn a little, and you will know how to dance with the gun and stick all day long."
Baili Jianjia: "..."
What does it mean to be shot innocently?
This is it.
Besides, when she dances with a gun and a stick, she dances with a legally exclusive gun and a stick, isn't that allowed?
Luoyang came to the window and opened the answer button: "Hello?"
"Is this Luo Daxian of Luoyang?"
"Well, it's me, who are you?"
"Oh, Luo Daxian and I are fellow villagers. My name is Zhang Jiagui. I heard that you have "The Picture of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks Drinking" by Zhou Chen, a great master of the Ming Dynasty. Is this true?"
"real."
"Luo Daxian, there is the seal of my ancestor Zhang Xing on the "Picture of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks Drinking". Do you think you can part with it?"
"No problem." A smile appeared on Luoyang's lips.
Old Man Qin worked too quickly, and he was probably worried that he would be angry if he found out it was a fake painting, and wanted to end the matter as soon as possible.
"Then how much do you think is appropriate?"
"Art, don't talk about money."
"Then...what did you say?"
Luoyang said: "Yuan, how many Yuan do you think is suitable? Give me a price. If I think it's OK, then the painting will be yours."
"Then... 88.88 million yuan, is that okay?"
"Okay, you give me an address and I will courier it to you."
Zhang Jiagui said in a friendly voice: "Then please give me an account number from Luo Daxian, and I will give you the yuan."
"I'll text you the account number."
"No problem, I'll text you the address."
That's it.
Luoyang edited a text message and sent it, and then received a text message, which was an address in Bacheng. It was not far from his home in Bacheng. He was really from his hometown.
However, it may also be the residence of the second wife and the third wife.
In this transaction, the painting itself is not important, what is important is the yuan.
Luoyang didn't even need to insure the value of the painting, as the courier company was happy to throw it away.
For Zhang Jiagui, it didn't matter whether he wanted the painting or not. He only needed to give Qin Dingguo a screenshot or make a phone call.
Baili Anguo heard some of it, but didn't mention it during the meal.
Despite his honest and honest appearance, he feels like a mirror in his heart.
After dinner, the family sat in the living room and chatted for a while. Baili Jianjia said she was sleepy and took Luoyang back to the house.
"Brother, before dinner, I vaguely heard that someone wanted to buy your painting. How much does it cost?" Baili Jianjia asked.
"88.88 million."
Baili Jianjia was surprised: "Brother, I know this is a routine, but you want too much, right?"
Luoyang reached out and patted her big pear: "Our family has eight mouths to eat. I don't want so many. Our family drinks from the northwest."
"How can there be so many mouths like eight? There are clearly four mouths."
"Don't those four from the Dragon Cave count?"
Baili Jianjiafan suddenly woke up.
Luoyang said: "Yunya Dragon Lord and her three brothers can eat 2,000 kilograms of beef and mutton in one meal. How much does that cost?"
Baili Jianjia pinched her fingers: "Based on the average price of 40 yuan per catty, 2,000 catties is 8,000 yuan, so much!"
Luoyang slapped her big pear again: "Did your math teacher teach you math? The average price of 2,000 kilograms of beef and mutton at 40 yuan per kilogram should be 80,000 yuan."
Baili Jianjia opened her mouth wide: "Oh my god, a meal costs 80,000 yuan, and a month costs 2.4 million. A billionaire can't last a few years. Brother, how long are you going to serve those four dragon children?
"
"Until death."
"Ah..." Baili Jianjia was stunned.
Only the richest man in the world who makes electric cars in the beautiful country can take on this business, not her men.
Luoyang rubbed one hand while thinking about things: "Originally, I only need to serve Lord Yunya, but her three brothers cannot ignore it. This kind of service is indeed a heavy burden. I have to find a way to break the seal of Tianlao.
Once they are free, they no longer need my service."
Baili Jianjia slapped Luoyang's hand: "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. This fine can last for a few years. Don't worry about money, let's practice."
Luoyang hummed. His newlywed wife, who had just entered the realm of cultivating immortals, must have wanted to continue to improve. He also took the initiative to reach out and prepare to take off the harmful equipment on her body.
Baili Jianjia blocked his hand and gave him a cute look.
"Didn't you say you wanted to practice?" Luoyang was a little confused.
Baili Jianjia leaned close to his ear, bit her red lips before saying coyly: "I'm going to take a bath, and tonight we'll try the secret technique in Chapter 8."
“Pluck onions on dry land?”
Baili Jianjia's pretty face was dizzy, and she said coquettishly: "Don't say it!"
Luoyang: "..."
The bathroom was steaming with steam.
The two of them took a regular shower and both wore genuine leather clothes.
Baili Jianjia accidentally dropped the soap on the floor. She bent down to pick it up, but she couldn't pick it up...