Chen Dong smiled and said playfully: "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary defective painting. Let's give him a thousand yuan, which is enough to give him face!"

Feng Qing'er looked stunned and couldn't tell which sentence Chen Dong was true.

Is this half of the painting valuable or is Chen Dong just teasing her?

"Forget it, let's go!"

Feng Qing'er stopped talking nonsense and then strode into the store opposite.

Looking at Feng Qing'er's back as she entered the door, Chen Dong couldn't help but smile.

In fact, he was naturally not teasing Feng Qing'er.

The reason why he only asked Feng Qing'er to offer 1,000 yuan was entirely because of his intention.

Because Chen Dong did this, he was completely betting!

According to Chen Dong's observation just now, the position where the half painting was placed in the store did not meet the treatment it deserves.

So Chen Dong believed that the owner of the store had no idea of ​​the true value of the half painting.

If you start from this perspective, if you bid for an ordinary defective painting of 1,000 yuan, the boss will definitely be in a hurry to take it off.

In contrast, if the boss knew the value of the half painting, not to mention a thousand yuan, even a million yuan, I am afraid the boss would not agree easily. This is contrary to their original intention of coming to find a bargain today.

Anyway, if you take out a thousand dollars and try it out, it will be a good loss no matter what.

Ten minutes later, the store door opened again, and Feng Qing'er walked out of it. There was something else on her hand, which was the half painting!

Seeing this scene, Chen Dong couldn't help but raise his lips.

It seems that he really won the bet!

"Honey, I got the painting. Now can you tell me how much this painting is worth?" Feng Qing'er was eager to know the result.

Ma Jiufeng, who was standing beside him, also raised his ears, wanting to hear them clearly.

Chen Dong looked at the half painting in his hand and said lightly: "In the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a painter named Liu Songnian who was famous for his good at painting small landscapes in gardens."

"He once painted a painting called "Sijingxi Pavilion"."

"This painting was later torn in two by the plunderers in troubled times."

"If I guess correctly, the half of the painting in your hand should be part of the "Sijingxi Pavilion Picture"!"

Ma Jiufeng was stunned when he heard this, "Brother Dong, I didn't expect you to understand even these things! You are so awesome!"

Although Feng Qing'er also felt that her husband had such a wide range of knowledge, it was indeed a bit unexpected, but Feng Qing'er cared about the most now.

"Husband, I don't understand what Liu Songnian you are talking about, what Si Jing's are from."

"I just want to know how much my half painting can be worth?"

Chen Dong did not answer directly, but instead said: "I remember that five years ago, at an auction in Daying, the other half of the "Four Scenery Stream Pavilion" was sold for 200,000 pounds!"

"If it is converted into RMB, it will be about one million and eight million!"

"The difference is that the half of the "Sijingxi Pavilion Picture" is written by Liu Songnian."

"Although your half picture has not been signed, considering the completeness of your collection, the value of this half picture in your hand will definitely not be low."

"If you have a conservative estimate, there will definitely be one million and a half million!"

"So many?" Feng Qing'er's eyes were so excited that she was lit up when she heard this number.

To be honest, more than one million is nothing for Feng Qing'er, but the key is that the money was not given by her family, but she picked it up by herself!

This is equivalent to a person's monthly salary of 5,000, but he found 500 on the street.

Perhaps, most people feel that picking up the five hundred is happier than giving them a salary of five thousand yuan!

Feng Qing'er felt this way at this time!

"Husband, you are so awesome! I love you so much! Hahahaha..."

Feng Qing'er was extremely excited, and went up and hugged Chen Dong in her arms.

For a moment, two huge and fulfilling feelings came into Chen Dong's arms.

As Feng Qing'er beat, the two fullnesses kept shaking, making Chen Dong feel excited.

A childlike face is really not a big deal...

Seeing Feng Qing'er getting more and more fierce, Chen Dong hurriedly stopped him and said, "Okay, don't jump here. If the boss sees the smell, he might have to give you the painting back!"

When Feng Qing'er heard this, she suddenly realized something.

"That's right! Let's go!"

Feng Qing'er said, holding Chen Dong's hand, and running forward desperately as if he was running away.

Chen Dong had no choice but to let the girl carry forward.

However, before we could run far, it was a sudden change.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd in front of him, and it happened to collide with Feng Qing'er.

Feng Qing'er couldn't dodge and was directly hit by the other party.

"Be careful!" Chen Dong quickly looked and grabbed Feng Qing'er when he went up.

Feng Qing'er's figure has temporarily stabilized and has not fallen to the ground.

However, because Feng Qing'er was too active, she accidentally bumped into the person beside her.

At this time, the strong man was carefully holding a wooden box more than one foot high in his hand.

When Feng Qing'er staggered, she directly hit the strong man.

The strong man didn't hold it firmly, and there was a loud bang. The wooden box in his hand fell directly to the ground and broke open on the spot.

Not only that, the thing made of some kind of pottery in the wooden box was also smashed and made a burst sound.

Feng Qing'er was shocked by this sudden scene.

She knew she must have caused trouble, so she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

At this moment, the strong man holding the box looked at the broken things on the ground, but his whole body was instantly furious.

"How come you walk, you don't have eyes!!"

Feng Qing'er didn't expect that this strong man had such a big temper. She immediately put away her good face and shouted angrily: "Why are you scolding me! I apologize to you!"

"Apologize is useless!" The strong man looked fierce, "I killed you and apologize to you. Are you willing?"

Feng Qing'er was so angry, "You are clearly just arguing, okay?! Didn't you just break your stuff? I didn't say I won't compensate!"

"Give compensation?" The strong man sneered and said disdainfully: "Do you know how much this Tang Dynasty Sancai Guanyin is only worth?"

"Reimbursement? Can you fucking afford it?!"

When Feng Qing'er heard this, she was immediately dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!