Roy's surprised eyes were mixed with praise and admiration.
Boss Jiang asked in surprise with disbelief written all over his face.
"What did you say? I heard you right."
"That's right."
Zhang Yuan looked calm and continued.
"But you have to return the money for the pendant and allow me to choose something in your store as a punishment for losing the treasure battle."
"Yes! Of course."
Boss Jiang said hurriedly, after all, compared with the whole store, just one item is really not worth mentioning.
Others also understood the condition proposed by Zhang Yuan very well.
Then I started to look forward to what kind of things Zhang Yuan would pick out.
Zhang Yuan was not polite and started choosing in the store very naturally.
Everyone just watched him walk through rows of shelves without stopping.
Zhang Yuan was also very disappointed. There was nothing he wanted in Nuoda's store.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly saw a picture scroll in the corner.
Then he walked over, picked it up, and opened it.
The Roy man on the side glanced at it and saw the seal in the lower right corner. He was suddenly shocked and said.
"It turns out to be Wang Xizhi's name!"
Although the people of Roy do not know much about antiques, I am afraid that few Chinese people do not know the name Wang Xizhi. He is a sage of calligraphy!
When I was a child, I heard stories about his persistence and perseverance, and I also memorized his articles when I grew up.
So even if people in Roy don’t know much about antiques, they know that this word is worth a lot of money.
But how could such a precious word be left in a corner to gather dust?
The person next to him looked at the surprised Roy man and said.
"You are not from the antique industry, right? This is fake."
Roy nodded and asked.
"Why do you say that? You didn't read the words carefully."
This time everyone spoke up one after another.
"You don't have to look at it at all. It's definitely fake."
"This shows that there is only one copy of Wang Xizhi's "Sang Luan Tie" in the world. It was exiled overseas, and later I heard that it was found back in China, but it has never been seen."
"That is to say, in the past two years, when it was said that "Sangluan Tie" was recovered, many people suddenly appeared on the market claiming to have the authentic "Sangluan Tie" in their hands, but in the end they were all confirmed.
Fake goods, the better ones are imitations.”
…
Everyone was still chattering when they suddenly heard Zhang Yuan say.
"Boss Jiang, I want this calligraphy!"
Boss Jiang looked surprised, then walked forward and said.
"Mr. Zhang, you also know that this is a fake, why don't you change it..."
He also had good intentions. He had bought this word for 300 yuan on a carpet. Zhang Yuanzhai was so kind-hearted that he wanted to pick this fake one. He was really embarrassed.
So I wanted to dissuade him, but I was interrupted before I could finish my words.
"Who said this is fake? This is the real thing!"
Zhang Yuan said.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.
It took half a minute for someone to speak.
"Mr. Zhang, are you kidding? How can this be authentic?"
"Mr. Zhang, stop teasing us."
"Mr. Zhang, you underestimate us too much. Do you think we don't know this is a fake?"
…
Everyone obviously did not agree with Zhang Yuan's words of authenticity.
Zhang Yuan didn't care. No matter how much he explained, it would be better for them to see it with their own eyes, so he immediately spoke.
"Boss Jiang, you must also have color developer in your store. Could you please get it for me?"
Boss Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then asked the clerk to pick it up.
He quickly took it and handed it to Zhang Yuan.
Everyone looked confused and didn't know what Zhang Yuan was going to do.
Mr. Zhou touched his chin with interest.
As for Roy, although she didn't know what Zhang Yuan wanted to do, there was not only a little doubt in her eyes, but mostly expectation.
She unknowingly recognized Zhang Yuan and believed that he would bring surprises.
Then I saw Zhang Yuan applying the developer to the blank space on the paper.
After a few seconds, red slowly began to appear on the paper.
Everyone suddenly became noisy and looked forward to it.
"What is that? What is that? Who can see clearly."
"Huizong? Song Huizong!"
"It's the seal of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty! It's actually an authentic work! It's an authentic work of "Sang Luan Tie"!"
…
Everyone understood and cheered.
Manager Jiang was dumbfounded. This was such a huge blow to him. He had kept Wang Xizhi's original work in a corner gathering dust, and today he gave it to someone else. What's going on?
Mr. Zhou couldn't help but applaud and praised.
"It's amazing, Zhang Yuan, you can see this, your eyesight is already better than mine."
Mr. Zhou is a leading figure in the world of antique appreciation. He actually said that Zhang Yuan's abilities surpassed his own.
Zhang Yuan’s strength is evident.
However, no one paid attention to this at this time and started talking one after another.
"Mr. Zhang, what are you going to do with this painting?"
"Mr. Zhang, I want this painting. How about you sell it to me? It doesn't matter how much it costs."
"Stop bragging. Do you have enough money to buy "Sang Luan Tie"? Mr. Zhang, please sell it to me. I sincerely want to buy it."
…
Zhang Yuan rolled up the "Sang Luan Tie" and spoke.
"I'm sorry everyone, I don't plan to sell this calligraphy, I plan to donate it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again. This was Zhang Yuan who had been shocked countless times today.
"Mr. Zhang's ideological consciousness is so high that I feel ashamed. A treasure of this level would definitely be treasured by others if they didn't exchange it for wealth. I didn't expect you to want to donate it."
Boss Jiang shook his head and said that he had originally planned to regret not giving Zhang Yuan the painting, but when he heard that the other party wanted to donate it, he immediately gave up the idea.
Apart from anything else, if he forcibly changed his mind, even if Zhang Yuan honestly gave him the word, everyone present would definitely publicize what happened today.
When the time comes when he sells fake goods and regrets giving away things, his store can be closed down immediately.
Mr. Zhou didn't say much, he just gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up and sighed.
"Well done!"
Then Zhang Yuan took Roy and the two people away.
On the way to the Internet Museum, the Roy people looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile on their lips.
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"You take good care of the car, why are you always looking at me?"
Roy's heart suddenly sank.
I thought to myself: I don’t understand the style.
Then he snorted coldly and stopped looking after Zhang Yuan.
Half an hour later, the two of them arrived in front of the museum.
Just as they were about to enter, the security guard stopped them and asked.
"Who are you two looking for? We are in retreat today and we are not allowed to visit unless there is nothing wrong."