"A mother is a mother. You obviously have that kind of virtue, why are you still afraid of others telling you?" Lian Feng said disdainfully. He and Lin Yu had one thing in common, which was that they were not used to this kind of womanly man.
But this grandson didn't know what to do and insisted on leaning towards him.
"Young Master, you're here to throw money away again." Ling San was not angry, but said angrily.
Lian Feng is also considered a weirdo in this circle. He obviously has no talent for playing antiques, but he likes it and usually spends money on it. So every time they meet, Ling San, who is not at odds with him, has to pick on him.
He mocked him about this question.
"Yeah, you have too much money and you have too much time. You won't be like Mr. Ling, who obviously doesn't understand economics, but he spends a lot of money to speculate in stocks. The result... Haha." Lian Feng said sarcastically without losing the opportunity.
Lian Feng was indeed a genius at stock trading, and he made a lot of money because of it. Ling San, not to be outdone, also spent a lot of money to hire a professional team to trade stocks. In the end, he lost all his money, and even the team ran away in the end.
Before leaving, he cheated him of a large sum of money.
Sure enough, when this matter was mentioned, Ling San's face darkened. This was simply a shame in his life. He pretended to look at the painting indifferently and said:
"The company commander wants to buy this painting?"
"I'm going to buy it, why does Mr. Ling have to bid for it?" Lian Feng sneered.
"I'm not interested. The market price of this calligraphy is only 600,000. You spend 1.8 million and still have to bid? I'm not like Mr. Lian, who was born to take advantage of me." Ling San sneered.
"If you don't want to bid, go away. What are you talking about here? Swipe your card." Lian Feng was too lazy to talk to Ling San, so he decided to take a gamble today. Anyway, 99% of what he usually likes are fakes.
.Just listen to Lin Yu this time.
"Okay." The middle-aged man was stunned. He brought this calligraphy here just for fun, because in terms of value, this calligraphy is only worth 600,000 at most. Now he is paying three times the price.
Stupid person?
But this was what his father had told him before he died, and he had to obey. He took out a laptop and called up his account. Without blinking an eyelid, Lian Feng transferred 100 yuan from his account.
Eight hundred thousand passed.
As soon as they saw someone trading here, people here immediately became interested, but some people with sharp eyes could tell at a glance that this calligraphy was written by a modern calligrapher. Although it has a certain collection value, it is definitely not worth the price.
"Master Lian, what do you mean by buying this calligraphy? Although Liu Lianzhi's calligraphy is indeed good, he was a calligrapher during the Republic of China and his historical value is not high." Someone asked.
"This... I just like it." Lian Feng smiled coquettishly. He didn't know what Lin Yu meant by asking him to buy this calligraphy.
"Haha, I think you just like throwing money away. If you don't have vision, you have no vision. Don't put money on yourself. Do you really think you are an artist?" Ling San sneered.
"If there is some magic in this word, why don't Third Young Master Ling learn how to bark like a dog?" Lin Yu said calmly.
"Say it again and try." Ling San's face immediately darkened. The last time he imitated dog barking in public, he lost face. Now he gets angry with anyone who mentions it.
"Actually, it goes without saying, who in the circle doesn't know about this matter now? It's obvious that you are the one who brought it upon yourself. You just don't have the vision, and you still mock others for taking advantage of you." Lin Yu sneered.
"What? Is there another mystery in this calligraphy? Haha, you are crazy about money," Ling San sneered.
"Well, maybe, what if there is another mystery?" Lin Yu asked back: "How about we make a bet. Don't worry, I won't let you bark like a dog this time."
"You..." Ling San was furious.
"What? Ling Sanshao can't afford to gamble?" Lian Feng sneered.
"Who said I can't afford to gamble? I'm afraid that you can't even afford to lose." Ling San said angrily: "I bet five million, and this calligraphy is worth 600,000. If it is one more point, the five million will be
your."
"Okay, I'll make a bet with you." Out of his trust in Lin Yu, Lian Feng immediately agreed.
"Young Master Ling, prepare some money." Lin Yu then picked up the calligraphy.
"Let's see what tricks you can do." Ling San sneered. The painting could be read upside down last time, but he didn't believe that the words could be read upside down this time.
Lin Yu spread the words on the booth, and then asked the staff here for a glass of water. The onlookers opened their eyes wide and watched Lin Yu's movements intently. They saw him pick up the glass of water without hesitation.
splashed on this lettering.
Everyone was slightly startled. They didn't understand what Lin Yu was doing. No matter how much you said, this calligraphy was bought at a high price. Why did you just splash water on it?
Lian Feng also felt a little baffled, but he believed that Lin Yu must have his own purpose in doing this. He held his breath and carefully watched Lin Yu's next move.
After splashing water, the calligraphy was destroyed. Lin Yu waited for five minutes, and then picked it up with tweezers without haste. He saw that there was another calligraphy under the calligraphy.
"This... this looks like Wang Xizhi's Yutang cigarette stickers." Someone exclaimed.
"Really? Is it an authentic work by Wang Xizhi?"
"Inseparable from ten, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is said to be penetrating and penetrating. Although on paper, the vigor of his calligraphy is unmistakable. Although some people imitate and imitate the form of his calligraphy, they cannot prevent the artistic conception of his calligraphy.
"Someone replied.
"If it is really a Yutang smoke sticker, the price will immediately increase ten times. This is second only to Lanting's preface."
"Yes...it starts at least 18 million. If it is auctioned, the price will be higher."
The crowd of onlookers immediately exploded. Authentic works of Wang Xizhi are rare in the world, and most of the so-called authentic works are imitations.
However, the uniqueness of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy cannot be imitated solely through imitation, because the artistic conception is difficult to imitate. Therefore, the authenticity of the calligraphy can be seen almost at a glance. Since there are very few authentic calligraphy, this calligraphy is extremely valuable.
For a moment, everyone looked at Lian Feng with envious eyes, thinking that the antiques that Young Master Lian bought were always empty, but this time he really found a big one. As for why Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was in the previous painting
Below the words, there is no way to verify it.
Ling San's face was like pig liver. He glanced at Lian Feng bitterly and said, "Young Master Lian, you really got lucky this time."
This calligraphy no longer requires identification, and it is basically certain that it is the original work of Wang Xizhi. He felt very unjust for his failure this time.
"I hope Third Young Master Ling can also get lucky. Don't forget the five million Young Master Ling. You know my account." Lian Feng's face was radiant, and this time he showed his face in a big way.
He felt more and more that if he followed Lin Yu, he would have nothing to worry about in the future. He was simply an omnipotent Ultraman.
"Master Lian, let's take it to auction. There will be an auction here the night after tomorrow, and it will definitely fetch a sky-high price." The manager in charge of the antique area came up and said with a smile.
"Okay, let's take it to the auction." Lian Feng nodded. He made a lot of money this time. He patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, you are really my brother. The money from this auction
Half as good as you."
"Forget it, you bought this with your own money. If you feel bad about it, just pick something out here later and you can pay for it." Lin Yu smiled.
"Okay, no problem. Brother Yu, you can choose whatever you want. I'll reserve the room for your expenses today." Lian Feng said carelessly.
There are many antiques here, including treasures, calligraphy and paintings, but it is really not easy to find one or two valuable ones.
Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, the antique industry has developed for so many years. In fact, what should be picked up has been picked up long ago. Even if it is valuable, the seller is not blind, how can he not know the value?
After scanning around casually, he didn't find anything cost-effective. Lin Yu was a little uninterested. He originally wanted to play somewhere else. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a dark figure on the display stand at the door.
It is about thirty centimeters in size and is made of unknown material. It is a black cat.
The two eyeballs of this black cat are made of cat's eye, which glow with a faint blue light under the light. The value of these two cat's eye stones alone is very high. Of course, the owner who showed this black cat cannot not know this.
The value of two cat eyes, this black cat is priced at 200,000.
Lin Yu stepped forward and looked at the black cat. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch what material the cat was made of, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the cat was taken away by someone else.
But it was Ling San who held the black cat with great interest and said, "Yes, I want the ancient Persian cat's eye stone."
"Young Master Ling really has a good eye. These two cats' eye stones were tributes from ancient Persia to our heavenly dynasty. Later they were passed on to the people and were made into this black cat by experts with exquisite craftsmanship."
"Two eyes are nice, but what is a black cat? It's unlucky. Please help me dig out these two cat eyes." Ling San waved his hand and wrote the check.
"Dig it up?" The owner of the black cat couldn't help but be stunned. He smiled bitterly and said, "Ling Sanshao, this is an ancient pottery art. If you dig it down, it won't be that valuable."
"Stop talking nonsense. Anyway, I have already bought the cat. If I ask you to dig it up, you can dig it up." Ling San handed out the check.
"Okay, I'll dig them out." The owner of the black cat gritted his teeth and had to find a knife, dug out the two opals, and handed them to Ling San.
"Yes, I'll make it into a diamond ring with two gemstones and platinum someday. It will be beautiful. Haha, I'm really a genius." Ling San laughed.
"Master Ling, do you still want this black cat?" Lin Yu asked with interest.
"This thing is not a mascot in the first place, why do I want it? Why, are you interested too?" Ling San glanced at Lin Yu disdainfully and said.
"I think this thing is quite cute. I wonder if Mr. Ling can give it up?" Lin Yu said with a slight smile.
"Haha, what's so good about this thing made of broken iron? But this thing belongs to me, why should I sell it to you? Am I familiar with you?" Ling San asked back.
"I think Mr. Ling doesn't have to worry about money. Well, you just bought it for 200,000 yuan, and the greatest value of this cat is just these two cat eyes. Now the cat eyes belong to you, and this cat body belongs to me.
Buy it for 100,000 yuan, what do you think?" Lin Yu said with a smile.
"Haha, there is such a person. This cat body made of broken iron is worth 200,000 yuan? Since you think the money is too much, well, I will sell it to you for 200,000 yuan, but you don't want it.