Super Fire Appreciation Treasure Live Room

Chapter 310 Picture in Picture

Seemingly sensing that something was wrong with Lin Feng's expression, Wang Qing felt quite nervous for a moment, fearing that some paintings with unknown origins would cause his gallery to be implicated.

"What happened, Mr. Lin, is there something wrong with my paintings?"

Wang Qing asked nervously, but Lin Feng didn't answer, but just focused on a painting in front of him.

Following Lin Feng's gaze, Wang Qing also found the painting, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Mr. Lin's painting seems to be one of the most ordinary paintings in our gallery. It has no special features, and it probably won't sell much. Is there something wrong with this painting?"

"It's nothing, maybe I read it wrong, but this painting is interesting, can you sell it to me?"

"Mr. Lin's words are too polite, so I'll give it to you directly. It's not worth much anyway. Why don't you choose a few other paintings, otherwise I really feel a little guilty. Seeing that you just participated After the auction, there must be other things, and I was brought here."

Wang Qing waved his hand, and said very generously, Lin Feng couldn't help showing a smile and nodded, "Well, I only need this painting, as for the others, I'll go and have a look first. .Aren’t you going to ask me to help you appreciate those paintings? I took a rough look, at least most of the paintings are real, but the prices are somewhat uneven.”

"It doesn't matter, as long as there are no fakes."

"Mr. Wang has a kind heart, so he shouldn't meet people who cheat you."

Wang Qing blushed when he was praised by Lin Feng, and then saw that Lin Feng had already gone to observe other paintings, so he quickly restrained his emotions and began to look at them seriously.

Lin Feng put away the painting of a little boy, and then looked at the other paintings. Among these words, there were indeed some authentic ones, but it was difficult to arouse his interest.

"The value of these paintings is probably between one million and ten million, and they can be regarded as the most valuable among these paintings. As for the others, they are only within one million, and they are already very expensive. The rest These are all within [-] yuan, you can put them on the outside during the exhibition, and you don’t have to worry about being stolen by others.”

While speaking, Lin Feng pointed out the representative paintings to Wang Qing, and the latter carefully wrote down the numbers on them, and nodded while recording.

It is undeniable that Lin Feng's eyesight can be described as quite vicious, and the judgments of some of the paintings are exactly the same as those of the other people he invited, but the person he invited before is already over fifty years old.

It stands to reason that people who appreciate antiquities should basically have sufficient experience to be able to make the most correct judgments.

However, the young man in front of him is only in his 20s, and his judgment is more correct than some old people.

At this auction, this young man was the best in the limelight, probably because none of the things he auctioned were bad.

"This painting is also a priceless treasure. It is probably a masterpiece in the late Han Dynasty. Although I can't confirm the exact year, the value of this painting must be more than ten million."

Lin Feng's sudden words interrupted Wang Qing's train of thought and made his eyes widen.

"Mr. Lin, are you serious?"

Wang Qing's voice trembled a little, that's 1000 million!
I'm afraid that he might not get so much money if he sells the entire gallery, let alone the price of one of the paintings.

"Indeed, the price of this painting will only be higher than I predicted, Mr. Wang, your luck is indeed good."

"Great, great! Thank you so much, Mr. Lin! You have worked so hard today, I really don't know how to thank you! How about this, let's add a contact information, and I will transfer the money to how are you!"

"No need, this painting is already considered wages."

Lin Feng smiled and raised the painting in his hand, Wang Qing was slightly taken aback, but frowned dissatisfied.

"Mr. Lin, you are so dishonest. That painting is not worth much at all. How can I satisfy my gratitude with only this as a thank you? If you don't charge money, you can just take a copy of the painting in it." Bar!"

Wang Qing pointed to those paintings worth less than one million, and spoke kindly with a gentle smile.

Lin Feng couldn't help feeling more helpless, but he already felt the sincerity of the other party in his heart.

He knew the other party very well in his heart, not just to thank him for his help in appreciating the paintings, but more importantly, he wanted to make him a friend.

After all, there are not many people like him who have a pair of eyes and can appreciate many treasures.

What's more, he is still so young, and his future is limitless. For Wang Qing, it is really beneficial and harmless to him.

"Okay then, if that's the case, then I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient. Mr. Wang, I have already finished reading the painting for you. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Lin Feng smiled and picked out the simplest one from those paintings, and said to Wang Qing.

He wasn't short of money at all, but he was quite interested in these antiques. Wang Qing happened to be very aware of this, so he chose what he liked.

If you insist on giving money, not only will it not make him accept it, but it will easily arouse his disgust. Sending paintings is different, it is both elegant and decent, and the price of paintings is also very high.

"Let me take you back, Mr. Lin, it's not convenient for us to take a taxi here at this time."

"It's okay, I'll just have someone pick me up later. I've been in the car after eating, and I want to walk around, just to digest food."

Lin Feng smiled and said, listening to what he said, Wang Qing couldn't say anything, so he nodded and agreed with a little regret.

After leaving the gallery, Lin Feng walked on the road alone.

He casually threw the million-dollar painting Zheba Zheba into his pocket, and opened the first painting of a little boy he accepted.

"I seem to have seen this painting somewhere."

Lin Feng frowned, for some reason he felt that the painting looked familiar.

At this moment, the sun in the sky was also gradually setting. He lifted the painting high, just in line with the sun's light. Through the light, he seemed to vaguely see the faintly visible golden lines hidden under the painting.

His heart skipped a beat, he kept changing the angle and direction, and he found out that there was indeed some secret hidden in this painting!
"This seems to be... a secondary map?"

Lin Feng muttered to himself in shock, he believed in his eyesight very much, so the thing on it must be a true map.

But what kind of map is it that takes so much trouble to hide in a painting?

(End of this chapter)