Chapter 11 The prodigal bitch
It was confirmed that the First Lady's golden bamboo painting was undoubtedly authentic, and now Li Yunhe was happy.
Although it is not an ancient painting, it is not a famous painting.
What's more, there are also the seals of the young marshal and Zhang Daqian, which are definitely worth giving to grandpa as a birthday gift.
Just when Li Yunhe was about to ask Lu Fei the price, Gao Henian over there couldn't hold himself back.
"Lu Fei, we are old acquaintances."
"If nothing else, I will accept this painting. What do you think of 300,000 yuan?"
Before Lu Fei could say anything, Li Yunhe became anxious.
You old thing, I finally found a good painting, but you still want to cut off your beard, this is a big deal.
"Aaaaaaa"
"I said, Mr. Gao, you are not being authentic." .??.
"Brother Lu Fei took it out when he saw that I was in a hurry to buy a painting. What kind of thing is it for you to interfere?"
Happy New Year. No matter what Li Yunhe says, there are many paintings of the First Lady in museums, but they are rare among the people.
What's more, with the help of Young Marshal and Zhang Daqian, I would be sorry for myself if I didn't take action when I saw such a good thing.
Gao Henian chuckled.
"Master Li, you can't say that. Lu Fei didn't say he had to sell it to you."
"My boss, Gao, is determined to get this painting."
Now that his brother-in-law has fallen in love, even though Zhao Qingfeng is heartbroken, he cannot get involved, so he can only stand beside Gao Henian and cheer for his brother-in-law.
Li Yunhe smiled coldly and said disdainfully.
"Don't overstate what Gao Lao said. Since it's a sale, the one with the highest price will naturally get it."
"You offer 300,000 yuan, right? I, Li Yunhe, offer 500,000 yuan."
"Master, I am not short of money."
"snort!"
Gao Henian snorted coldly. Although he was eating royal food, Wenbaozhai had half of his shares.
I dare not say if it is too much, but I can still get it from three to five million.
It is true that your Li family is rich, but whether you are willing to spend a lot of money to buy a painting is another matter
, I will fight with you today.
Gao Henian was determined, and he gritted his teeth and reported 600,000 yuan.
Li Yunhe sneered and directly gave out one million.
"Hiss——"
Zhao Qingfeng took a breath of air. Although this painting had the help of two big names, the price of one million had hit the ceiling.
There is no point in fighting any longer.
Just when Zhao Qingfeng was about to persuade his brother-in-law to stop, Gao Henian glared and shouted out 1.2 million.
After shouting out 1.2 million, Gao Henian felt his blood pressure rising rapidly.
One million and two million was already the limit at his disposal, but Li Yunhe across from him didn't care at all. He puffed out a smoke ring and offered two million.
This is the difference in strength.
As the talkative person of a billionaire family, Li Yunhe has no pressure on his millions.
After the price of two million was quoted, Gao Henian finally calmed down, and he had no choice but to give up with his heart pinched.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup came in outside.
They started making a loud noise when they entered the house.
"Where's the boss?"
"Come out quickly, I want to sell something."
"puff!"
Gao Henian and Zhao Qingfeng looked at each other and shed tears in silence.
Damn, starting from tomorrow, the opening hours will depend on the time.
Li Yunhe and Lu Fei were already talking aggressively, but here comes another soprano with her own chords, and she's a Northeastern soprano.
Normally I don't meet one person who talks like this in a year, but today it's so good that there are three of them.
Two powder barrels plus a subwoofer, it’s fucking unbearable.
But when you open the door to do business, everyone who comes is a guest.
What did you make an appointment with?
Even if I cry, I want nothing more than that.
Zhao Qingfeng felt unhappy but pretended to smile and took the initiative to greet him.
"Madam, do you want to ship?"
The Northeastern woman was stunned and asked loudly.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well--"
"I'm asking you if you want to sell something?"
The Northeastern eldest sister gave Zhao Qingfeng a pair of big hygienic eyeballs.
"You're not talking nonsense. As soon as I walked in, I said I wanted to sell something, and I didn't even come to your place to eat."
"You old man is so stupid. You can change your mind. I'm in a hurry."
Zhao Qingfeng was dumbfounded and helpless when he was attacked by the outspoken and fierce northeastern woman. Gao Henian, who hated iron and steel, pulled his brother-in-law aside and said a few polite words to finally get to the point.
The Northeastern eldest sister took out a cloisonné enamel plum vase from her bag and put it on the counter for Gao Henian to get started with.
As soon as the plum vase was taken out, the corners of Lu Fei's mouth twitched fiercely and he clenched his fists involuntarily.
The plum vase is about thirty centimeters high, with a folded edge of five centimeters in diameter, a gourd mouth and a round belly, and a bottom diameter of eight centimeters.
At this size, it is considered a big guy among plum bottles.
The process uses copper body pinched gold wire filled enamel. The pattern of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix is beautiful, but unfortunately, two of the gold wire welding joints were broken and lost a lot of points.
Gao Henian was shocked when he saw it for the first time. He put on his gloves and picked up the plum vase with both hands and looked at the bottom of it, shaking his head.
The bottom model has no circle or frame, just two large characters "Tianyi" in imitation of Song Dynasty.
Damn, what the hell is this?
What is Tianyi?
Even imitations can't leave such a deposit, right? Isn't this stupid behavior?
I've never heard of the era name "Tianyi" before.
This "Tianyi", explained in modern language, may be privately customized, official
It is absolutely impossible for a family to have such a bottom line.
This plum vase is in typical Qianlong period style, but the filling is wrong.
During the Qianlong period, the enamel fillings were all turquoise, which is obviously not the case with this plum vase.
Coupled with the unique custom-made base model, the identification result can only be two words: "fake".
However, people in the antique business all have their own jargon, so you definitely can’t point it out directly, as that would be too hurtful.
Gao Henian put the plum vase away and said politely to the Northeastern eldest sister with a smile.
"Sorry, beauty, I can't understand your object."
The Northeastern eldest sister will not mince words like Gao Henian, and will speak straightforwardly.
"Just say it's a lie. I've been to many houses and they all said it's a lie."
"It's so damn new. This thing has been passed down in our Tang family for several generations. How come it's fake?"
The eldest sister from the Northeast picked up the plum vase with one hand and asked New Year's greetings.
"Do you want the fake one?"
"Give me some money and I'll sell it to you."
"hehe!"
"Sorry, beauty, we can't accept your item."
The Northeastern eldest sister picked up the broken gold wire with her fingertips. Seeing this scene, Lu Fei's heart was bleeding and his palms were sweating.
In my heart, I have sent my greetings to all the eighteen generations of this prodigal old lady.
"Ai!"
"Boss, look, there's gold thread on it!"
"The boss of the shop told me before that the gold thread on it alone is worth two to three thousand, so you can take it at two thousand five."
No matter what the northeastern eldest sister said, Gao Henian was indifferent.
There was really no other way, so the eldest sister had no choice but to pack up the plum bottles and leave in anger.
Gao Henian looked at the Northeast Sister's leaving figure and snorted something crazy, then went to look at the Golden Bamboo Picture.
Lu Fei then used urine to escape and chased him out.
