He opened it carefully and looked at it twice, with a satisfied light on his face.
"Okay, it's really good! That's great!"
Wang Daohe said, and said to Mrs. Liu: "Thank you, Mrs. Liu, for donating. In addition, Mr. Chen, you are the owner of this painting after all. Are you... willing...
Ahem, would you like to donate it to our museum?"
Chen Yang glanced at Wang Daohe and said calmly: "I have no objection. Giving it to a museum is better than giving it to someone who doesn't know how to paint. At least it won't be treated as trash. However, I have a condition. In the future, Liu Ran
and her family will be special guests of the museum."
"No problem, no problem!" Wang Daohe kept bowing to Chen Yang. He touched the painting in his hand and said, "Thank you, thank you Mr. Chen. I will give it to Miss Liu Ran and her family when I get back."
, issued the certificate. Thank you so much! This picture of He Peng’s exit is hanging in our museum. In the future, our Qingzhou Museum will also have cultural relics that can be used! Hahaha!”
Wang Daohe bowed, extremely excited.
The surrounding guests were secretly puzzled when they saw this scene.
"Old man Wang, do you mean that this painting... is real?" a woman asked.
At this time, Wang Daohe was sure that he had obtained the painting, so he no longer needed to hide it. He laughed and said, "Of course, of course it's true! This painting was painted by He Peng in his middle age. At that time, he was high-spirited and went out to fight.
, thought that the Song Dynasty was a land of abundance! So, you see, this picture of leaving the country, although the scenery is thin and cool, the artistic conception is broad!"
Wang Daohe swallowed and said: "The value of this painting will definitely increase greatly in the future. In five years, as He Peng's reputation increases, his painting will be worth at least five million."
There was a lot of coaxing and discussion around.
"What? This painting is actually real?!"
"The Liu family was really blind and donated such a painting!"
"That Chen Yang, isn't he a food delivery guy? How could he possibly buy a real painting worth 1.5 million?"
"The dignified young master of the Yang family gave a fake painting, and the grandson-in-law who delivered the food delivered a real one. This is really funny."
"I guess Mrs. Liu's intestines will turn green now! Hahaha!"
Everyone around was snickering.
Old Mrs. Liu's lips trembled with anger.
More importantly, she felt distressed!
That painting, five years from now, will be five million!
As the old curator of the museum and a real antique expert, Wang Daohe’s words are absolutely trustworthy! His judgment is very accurate!
"Grandma, don't worry, that painting must be fake." Liu Xin lowered her head and comforted Mrs. Liu, "I know that waste Chen Yang too well. He can't afford real ancient paintings at all."
"Snapped"!
Old Mrs. Liu slapped Liu Xin's face fiercely, "Shut up! If you hadn't been such a mess, I wouldn't have given...donated that painting!"
Liu Xin was slapped and quickly backed away.
She gritted her teeth and glanced at Chen Yang and Liu Ran fiercely!
She was extremely angry.
This guy Chen Yang, who has been married to me for a whole year, has always been a good-for-nothing and a poor man. Now on this occasion, he slapped himself and Yang Long in the face by giving him a real painting worth 1.5 million!
This trash, why?!
Liu Xin's teeth were almost broken.
Mrs. Liu stood up directly. She laughed and said to Wang Daohe: "Dean Wang, there was a misunderstanding in what I said before. After all, the painting in your hand was a gift from my grandson-in-law. How could I donate it?
