Tens of millions of calligraphy and paintings is an astronomical figure in the eyes of ordinary people, but among the vast number of ancient famous works, it is really not very high.
In other words, this game is not a guaranteed win.
In fact, Shen Yu never thought that this painting was a Tang Dynasty painting from the beginning.
Except for the calligraphy and painting of the Tang Dynasty, which are preserved in some particularly famous museums at home and abroad, there are no authentic works handed down from generation to generation in the hands of private collectors.
Besides, having said that, a Yuan Dynasty painting is already considered a top-notch leak in the antique circle.
This kind of leak is often not seen for several years.
Shen Yu thought to himself: "Wang Yuan is really a master of flower and bird painting. His painting skills are not inferior to Xue Ji's. If I didn't have a golden finger for appraising treasures, I would never be able to pick up the mistakes."
Wang Yuan, also known as Ruoshui, also known as Hulin Yishi.
He received many instructions from Zhao Mengfu when he was young. His pen and ink were calm and detailed, and he was known as a "unique skill in the painting world" at that time.
Later, he also learned the essence of "Huang Family Fugui" by Huang Quan and his sons of the Five Dynasties and the great painter Guo Xi of the Song Dynasty. It can be said that they have the best of both worlds.
The landscapes, figures, flowers and birds are all exquisite.
He was especially good at painting flowers and birds, and was the most famous flower-and-bird painting master in the Yuan Dynasty.
Although his reputation is not as good as that of the Yuan family, the difference is not very big.
If ranked among the top ten, Wang Yuan would definitely be selected.
"It's still unstable!"
If the competition was held in an ordinary small antique shop, having such an authentic painting by a famous painter from the Yuan Dynasty would basically be considered invincible.
But this is Xuande Building, one of the most famous antique stores in Dongjiang. No one knows if there is anything more valuable in it.
If you want to win this game, you still have to calm down and continue searching!
But what Shen Yu didn't know was that the safety surrounding him outside had reached a very critical moment.
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The time goes back to three o'clock in the morning.
S739 Provincial Road.
This was once the most important road from Chuzhou to Dongjiang, the provincial capital. Once the road was repaired due to damage caused by large trucks, there would often be traffic jams for several days.
Once there is a traffic jam, it is normal for the queue to last for more than ten miles.
In recent years, due to the close connection between Chuzhou and Dongjiang, not only the expressway between the two cities has been built, but also the two national highways passing through the two places have been expanded. This provincial highway that once had a lot of traffic has become much quieter.
At three o'clock in the morning, most people had already entered a deep sleep. At this time, a 4.2-meter blue plate refrigerated truck was driving quickly on this provincial road.
The car is quite old, and the body of the car will make a squeaking sound when it bumps slightly.
There is not even high beam, only candle-like low beam.
The air intake system also seems to have some malfunctions, and the speed of 80 yards is its limit.
This made the driver in the cab keep cursing, "Damn it, I want the cows to work but don't let the cows eat grass. Shopkeeper Qian is hiding in the warehouse and eating well, but he wants you and me to do shameful hard work!" If those two people in the carriage die, you and I will both be shot!"
This person is not very old.
At least he doesn't look that old at first glance.
That is, he looks like he is in his mid-twenties.
But if you look closely, you will see that his eyes are dull and his face is covered with fine lines. His actual age should be around forty years old.
He looks young mainly because his skin is unusually fair, even pale.
If I use an appropriate description, it would be like someone who just crawled out of an ancient tomb.
He kicked the accelerator hard, held the steering wheel with one hand, picked up a bottle of Coke and drank it in one gulp, then threw it out of the window.
Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he said, "These bastards don't work but make a lot of money. They either buy buildings or villas in other provinces, or they spend a lot of money with concubines.
"It's you and me who steal the hole.
“It’s you and me who visit the grave.
"It's you and me who move the ghost stuff.
“It’s you and me who are the ones filling in the holes and cleaning up the flaws.
"At the end of the day, you and I just take the little coins thrown out from under someone's fingernails. I'm so frustrated!
"The same goes for Mr. Feng. Is he confused now?
"In order to pass on the position of patronage to the young patronage smoothly, he tried his best to appease his subordinates, the chief shopkeeper, and didn't care about the life or death of those who had worked hard for him!
"What does Mr. Feng rely on to have an industry worth hundreds of millions? Doesn't he rely on us to do things for him? Speaking of which, we are the real Taibao of Danshan! Without us, Mr. Feng can only drink from the northwest wind!"
After complaining for a while, the driver shouted to the co-pilot, a bearded man in sportswear: "Brother Bao, are you right?"
The co-pilot next to him, a man with a beard who firmly grasped the roof handle with his right hand, finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Isn't running 80 yards on the provincial highway enough? What? You want to fly? If I hadn't known how to drive, I would have kicked you down.
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The driver seemed to be very afraid of this bearded man named Brother Bao. When he saw Brother Bao getting angry at him, he shrank his head and didn't even dare to talk back. He just started driving the car honestly!
It was pitch black outside the window, and even with the candle light on, it was hard to see how far the road was. The driver slowly slowed down.
Brother Bao took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a deep puff, and said with annoyance: "Akui, you don't know the secrets here at all. It was not you who told Master Feng to pass the position of protector to the young protector.
The rich water does not flow to outsiders, but the old man can no longer control the young protector.
"In other words, it was the young protector who forced Master Feng to pass the position of protector to him!"
The driver Agui was stunned.
Brother Bao added: "The money earned from reverse fighting is decided by the head shopkeeper of each hall, and it has nothing to do with Master Feng!
"What he earns from counterfeiting antiques.
“That’s the big head!
“A copybook by a famous person from the Song Dynasty can be resold for tens of millions, while a Yongxuan blue and white vase can be sold for about the same amount.
"The risk of counterfeiting is too high. For Mr. Feng, who is extremely skilled in counterfeiting and is very innocent, the benefits and risks are simply not proportional."
Akui scratched his head, "Then why does Mr. Feng allow the big shopkeepers of each hall to fight against each other?"
Brother Bao threw away the cigarette butt and lit another one, "Calligraphy and painting porcelain is not like Chinese cabbage that can be sold on demand, let alone fakes. Even if it is genuine and can sell two or three pieces in a few months, it is considered good. How can we support so many people?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Ten million per person is an astronomical figure, and if it is divided among a hundred people, it is not much money.
"So Mr. Feng has decided to continue robbing the ancient tombs, and he will tell his subordinates the location of the ancient tombs. But he doesn't want the profit from the inversion, as long as we come forward to trade various antiques for him.
"This trick is really good. If you want to rob tombs, you have to work hard for Mr. Feng!"
"Even if he misses, we will be the ones in jail. He is like a ghost and no one can find him."
"It's a pity that the young protector doesn't understand Mr. Feng's scheming. The young protector was tricked into losing more than 200 million in the casino. In addition, he was reluctant to fight against this piece of fat, so he teamed up with some big shopkeepers to create Mr. Feng's.
opposite.
"And Mr. Feng's attitude towards Li Jinrong also chilled the hearts of the big shopkeepers. It can be said that they hit it off immediately.
"A faint move, a faint move that kills the goose that lays the egg!"
"Master Feng can control these big shopkeepers by relying on the location of the ancient tomb, and then let these big shopkeepers bite dogs. Whoever is loyal will be given more ghosts in the ancient tomb.
"And the young protector promised the big shopkeepers that they would treat everyone equally, and he directly took out the distribution map of dozens of ancient tombs in Master Feng's hands, and the profit was fifty-fifty.
"But the young protector doesn't want to think about it. If there is no ancient tomb in the future, why should these full-fledged big shopkeepers work for him?
"However, the Young Protector's taking power has some benefits for you and me. In the past, you and I could not talk to Mr. Feng. Now that the Young Protector has seized power, our status is much stronger than before.
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Akui scratched his head, "So what? With only twenty to thirty thousand yuan a month, I can't even afford a luxury car!"
Brother Bao smiled when he heard this. He opened the window and popped out the cigarette butt, then his face turned cold. "Don't worry, the young protector doesn't have many trustworthy people now. After you and I gain his trust, we will definitely be able to help him."
When the opportunity comes for counterfeit antiques, if you take the money and run away, huh, I've already had enough of you!"
Akui asked tangledly: "But what about the two people following the young protector? Are we really going to find an ancient tomb and throw them into it?"
Snapped!
Brother Bao slapped Akui hard on the back of the head and said, "Idiot, you've got human life on your hands, and you won't be able to clean it off for the rest of your life. When you get back, you'll say the car broke down."