Inside the box was Lin Yu's calligraphy painting, the Bamboo and Stone Painting of Xiao Xiang.
The waste paper that Lin Yu used as a tablecloth on the table was as precious as gold to Zhang Zifeng. He kept it well.
"You still have it?" Lin Yu smiled bitterly.
The corners of Zhang Zifeng's mouth curled up as he snorted softly."Of course. I'll treasure whatever Brother Lin Yu gives me, even if it's just a blade of grass.”
He Jiong and Huang Lei almost didn't recognize Zhang Zifeng anymore.
When did his sister learn how to be glib?
As expected, love made people coquettish!
"Damn, I almost forgot about the important matter. I asked a friend to get an expert to appraise this painting. Although they didn't see the real thing, the preliminary appraisal showed that it might be the real thing.”
Zhang Zifeng said as his heart surged.
The famous Su Shi was definitely one of the top internet celebrities in Chinese class.
Zhang Zifeng naturally knew how valuable his masterpiece was.
At least…a few million?
This was what Zhang Zifeng thought.
A few million was basically the price for her to record one or two episodes of " Yearning ". It was neither too much nor too little.
"Let me see?"
At this moment, Wang Gang's interest was instantly piqued. He even professionally took out a pair of gloves from his bag and put them on.
He took the "Xiao Xiang Bamboo Stone Painting", put on his presbyopic glasses, and began to ponder over it.
Wang Gang was the host of the treasure appraisal program, so he was quite proficient in antiques.
He wasn't a master, but he could quickly identify the authenticity of an ordinary antique with a high success rate.
He was also an antique collector, and he had spent all his salary on antiques.
Wang Gang's house was a small museum. The value of the antiques added up to more than a billion yuan.
"This…this painting is very likely to be an authentic work of Su Dongpo. If it was old, to reach this level, how high was the standard of the swindler?”
Wang Gang gulped. He was so shocked that his old face was trembling slightly, and his glasses almost fell off.
"Oh my god! Su Dongpo's authentic work, this…was at least 200 to 300 million!”
This estimate shocked all the guests, especially Zhang Zifeng.
"A few…a few hundred million?"
This time, she really couldn't stay calm anymore.
A few million was fine, but a few hundred million…
Wasn't this too terrifying?
Lin Yu drank a few glasses of white wine in a row, and his face was already flushed.
Even though Lin Yu's physique had become extremely strong after the system's enhancement, and his alcohol tolerance was also very high.
However, he was very excited tonight and drank more than two catties of Peach Blossom Wine.
The alcohol content of this wine was no less than 55%. If it were an ordinary person, even their own mother would not recognize it if it was more than two catties.
Lin Yu's excitement was not because he had regained his memories.
It was because the more friends there were, the happier they would be.
Including He Jiong, Huang Lei, and the others, they were all a little drunk. Even Zhang Zifeng was a little dazed.
After drinking a few glasses, Lin Yu laid his cards on the table."This painting is Su Dongpo's authentic work. A few years ago, a business partner bought it from an auction for 420 million.”
"Later on, his company went bankrupt and he paid me 200 million to repay the debt.”
Lin Yu's explanation shocked everyone.
400 million was a bit exaggerated, but 200 million was definitely not an exaggeration.
As an existence second only to Li Du in the history of Chinese literature, Su Shi's calligraphy was a national treasure. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was priceless.
"666, 400 million.”
"What the hell? An ancient painting worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and you're helping me to set the table? If a few drops of oil were to fall on it, wouldn't his heart ache to death?”
"A drop of oil will reduce the value by millions or even tens of millions. Isn't it exciting? The most expensive oil in history."
"I seriously suspect that the jar my mother used to make pickled vegetables is an antique. It's settled. I'll go back and get someone to appraise it. Then, I'll sell it, buy a house, buy a car, and marry a wife!”
"Remember to charge me 50 yuan.”
"F * ck, Lin Yu just lost his memory. Now that he remembers, he must be regretting it, right?”
"Regret my ass. Do you see any signs of heartache on Lin Yu's face?”
……
"This…Fortunately, Xiao Lin has recovered his memory. Otherwise, we will never understand what a godly tycoon is! A national treasure worth hundreds of millions…Ah, this…"
Just thinking about it made He Jiong's liver tremble.
Wang Gang held onto the original painting, unwilling to let go.
For someone like him who liked antiques, such a rare treasure could only be found by chance and could not be bought even if he encountered it.
"Teacher Wang Gang, please don't be so agitated that you'll tear it up for me. I'm afraid that you'll say that you want to eliminate the false and retain the true.”Lin Yu teased.
"How would I dare?" Wang Gang smiled bitterly. If I tear this calligraphy treasure apart, I won't be able to afford it even if I sell everything.”
"Alright, regardless of whether it's true or not, Zi Feng, quickly put it away! If it was constantly exposed to the air, the speed of destruction would increase a lot.”
Seeing Lin Yu's gaze, Zhang Zifeng had a puzzled look.
"Brother Lin Yu, a painting worth hundreds of millions…for me? I don't dare to accept it!"
"I've never taken back what I've given to others. You can either accept it, give it to someone else, or throw it away. There's no reason for me to take it back.”
Zhang Zifeng glanced at the guests and gritted his teeth."Then…alright! Thank you, Brother Lin Yu…"
Were there any flowers or gifts? I have to speed up the update
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