When the scroll was opened, Zhang Hao was stunned.

Silk!

Set light colors!

A map of the cold forest.

Zhang Hao's heartbeats faster, his intelligent program is quickly mobilized, and he scans it quickly, and he is very ecstatic.

He said, "Brother Xu, I'll accept this painting, so I'll offer it."

Xu Run shook his head slightly and said, "Dr. Zhang, I can't be sure of the authenticity of this painting, so I don't know how to offer it. It's better for Zhang to open it."

Zhang Hao said: "If it is a genuine product, I can open a hundred thousand oceans. Even if it is a imitation, I can still produce ten thousand oceans. I prefer the genuine product, so I produce 80,000 oceans. What do Brother Xu think?"

Xu Run's face turned pale, and then it rose red. The price was too unexpected, because the painting had no market price. He also asked someone to evaluate it. It was at most five or six hundred yuan, and it depends on whether the person was willing or not. He was on the verge of bankruptcy and owed a lot of debts. This painting was sold to his grandfather by a Taoist priest, and only cost thirty taels of silver.

The only thing he knew was that this was Song painting.

Xu Run said, "Okay! I'll sell it for 80,000 yuan!"

Zhang Hao was overjoyed. Not to mention 80,000 oceans, he must buy it even if it is 800,000 oceans.

Immediately instructed my robot to collect the painting and take it back first to protect it with nano coating. This painting is a national treasure.

Xu Run said: "I have never known whose painting this is. Can you explain it?"

Zhang Hao was slightly stunned and said, "Do you don't know who drew it?"

Xu Run said: "I looked up a lot of books, but I just couldn't figure it out, otherwise I wouldn't have been pressed in my hands all the time. The only thing that can be confirmed is that this should be a landscape painting from the Song Dynasty."

Zhang Hao said with a strange expression: "If I were..."

Xu Run bowed repeatedly and said, "Brother Zhang, you are a big collector, and you are really not lie. In this way, the three calligraphy and paintings I saw before will be together, and 80,000 yuan will be given to Brother Zhang!"

The difficulty of literati in this era to access materials is unimaginable in later generations? Even if Xu Run opened a bookstore, he was not very clear about ancient calligraphy and paintings in the distant era. This is a problem of information circulation.

"Brother Zhang? Can you tell me... whose painting is this?"

Zhang Hao said: "Fan Zhongzheng? His name is Zhongli, also known as Fan Kuan. A master of landscape painting in the Song Dynasty? A master of the founder of raindrops and ink accumulation techniques? I will have to appraise it again when I go back? I can't completely confirm it yet."

Xu Run's heart skipped a beat and said, "If it weren't for the original..."

Zhang Hao said: "It's not an original work, even if I'm wrong, I'll pay as much as I can!" In fact, he is 80% sure it's an original work? Because there are words on the trunk of the tree at the foot of the mountain! This is the habit of the Song people leaving their names.

Xu Run bowed and said, "Brother Zhang is worthy of being a big collector! I admire him!" This kind of demeanor made him feel overwhelmed.

Fan Kuan's paintings? There were few paintings that were passed down to later generations, and this painting was obviously not one of them, but a new painting. How could Zhang Hao not be excited? There is no paintings of Fan Kuan in all his collections? This time I found a big leak.

Zhang Hao said: "Want to discover the ocean, or give you silver notes?"

The ocean now costs more than 3,500 kilograms? This cat is still 16 taels, which means that there are about 600 grams per catty? How many large boxes are needed for transportation? No wonder Xu Run lost his composure.

Xu Run said: "Silver notes."

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "No problem? Rishengchang's silver notes? Is it OK?"

Xu Run knew Lei Zhengtong, the shopkeeper of Rishengchang. His silver dollars also existed in Rishengchang, and said, "Yes, there is no problem with Rishengchang's silver bill."

A robot took out a stack of silver notes and handed them to Zhang Hao.

Xu Run took the silver notes and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The funds finally came again. He was very sure that if this painting was not sold to Zhang Hao, no matter who it was sold to, he would not have such a generous income.

The two sat down again to drink and eat. At this moment, Xu Run completely relaxed.

After dinner, Zhang Hao said goodbye and left.

Back at Far East Department Store, Zhang Hao immediately hung up the Hanlin Zhiyuan map and repeatedly compared and appreciated it. This picture has been sealed with nano-coating. Before coating, it was cleaned with a nano-machining machine, and the whole painting was bright. Zhang Hao has confirmed that this is a genuine work of Fan Kuan.

Very lucky!

He appreciated several paintings again and then put them away and brought them back to Zhang Yuan. He was worried that these paintings would be placed in this chaotic era in the late Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Hao was in a happy mood, and he was not so annoyed when he saw Hong Guang again. This guy sent him messages every day, begging him to talk to the old man and let him go out. In the end, Zhang Hao directly blocked his message.

"Brother, hey, my dear brother, you're finally here..."

"Stop, don't rush over!"

"Hey, I don't move, can't I just move? Brother, brother, you're finally back. Have you ever told my old man?"

"I can't go to Dezong Castle, and there is no private channel to transmit information. How can I find it? Besides, even if I can find it, I won't find it. Don't say that you call my brother, calling my father is useless! That's not what I should care about!"

Hong Guang looked silly.

"Okay, don't call me brother, don't call me dad, I call you grandpa... Grandpa, please, grandpa!"

"Damn, are you a slut? After all, you are a wanderer in time and space. You have to be a little bit of shame... Can you do it?"

Zhang Hao was also helpless.

"What is the face? I've given it to my grandfather..."

Damn!

Zhang Hao grabbed a feather duster and slapped it.

The room was big, and Hong Guang ran around. In fact, it didn't hurt to suck the feather duster on his body. Hong Guang had an auxiliary mecha, and Zhang Hao didn't exert force. Zhou Renfeng and Lin Zhicheng rushed in outside the door. It turned out that they couldn't hear any sound, but Hong Guang screamed, which made the two of them unable to stand and rushed in to persuade them to fight.

Zhang Hao's feather duster fingered.

"go out!"

The pressure that came to face made the two of them unable to say a word, and they were sweating. They rushed out the way they rushed in. Standing outside the door, their hearts pounding.

So terrible!

It's really my elder brother. This momentum is so frightening that my heart is about to jump out.

Zhou Renfeng covered his chest with lingering fear. He closed the door obediently and said, "Let's sit there." Both of them had weak legs, and they came to the side with trembling trembling, slid down along the wall and sat on the ground. Looking at the robot not far away, the two of them were gasping for a long time and could not calm down.

After sucking for a few times, Zhang Hao stopped, threw the feather duster aside, and said, "Hong Guang, do you believe it or not, I'll ask you to beg for food!"

Hong Guang's face turned pale. He really believed it. He knew that Zhang Hao controlled the Beggars' Sect. He hurriedly said, "Brother, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Can you have some backbone?"

Hong Guang said: "Okay, I have backbone, I will definitely have backbone!"
Chapter completed!