My wife broadcast live, exposing my identity as a cultivator

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

"Boy, do you know that the other half of the Qingming River Scene has disappeared hundreds of years ago, and even the other half of the template that appears now is also synthesized by computer technology." Han Guoliang said with a sneer.

Then he looked at Han Muxue with displeasure: "Xiaoxue, your aunt and I introduced you to many partners before, but you pushed them all. I heard that your parents also introduced you, and you are not satisfied, don't you?" , is this your level of mate selection?"

Han Muxue could only lower her head, she didn't expect that Shen Chen would come here with the picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival!

Now I have scolded Shen Chen more than a hundred times in my heart!
Stupid, really stupid!

I said yesterday that these are all fake, why are you so stupid to come over with this thing.

"Sister Xiaoxue, I remember learning it when I was in junior high school. There is only half of the Qingming River Picture, and the other half has been lost for hundreds of years."

"I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be so powerful that he could even find the other half of the Qingming Shanghe Tu. If this is true, it would be a priceless treasure." Han Xiran said with a smile.

Although the tone was calm, the words were full of sarcasm.

"This person compares himself to others, and he is so maddening. Look at Xiran's boyfriend, he is worth more than 60 yuan!"

"It's not like some people, who gave away fakes!" Wang Yuying sarcastically said.

After hearing this, Lin Jun had a smile on his face, and smiled very humbly: "It's just some gadgets, as long as grandpa likes it, it doesn't matter how high the value is."

"Listen, listen! This is enlightenment! You really don't look like those people!" Ma Suting said jokingly.

"Huh?" But at this moment, the old man sitting on the sofa made a sound of surprise.

Everyone looked, and saw that the old man was already squatting on the ground, and began to carefully look at the Qingming Riverside Picture on the table in front of him.

"It's strange, it's strange!" The old man became more and more frightened the more he looked at it.

"Dad, what's the matter with you? Do you still need to look at this thing? It must be fake." Han Hanshang said.

Even if the thing in Shen Chen's hand is real, would Shen Chen give it to the old man?If this is true, it is a national treasure, a priceless treasure!
"Hurry up, call Mr. Wu and Mr. Feng, and tell them to come over quickly!" The old man ignored Han Han Shang at all, but ordered in a hurried voice.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what the old man was going to do.

But Han Shang still called.

After ten minutes, two old men in Tang suits came in from the door.

"Old man Han, why are you calling us here in such a hurry?" Elder Feng asked after entering the door.

"Come here, come and see this!" The old man shouted excitedly.

As for the purple clay pot in his hand, he put it on the table first, and then threw it on the sofa when he saw something was in the way.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jun couldn't help but twitch his eyelids!

It was a purple clay pot that he had photographed with 65 yuan, and it was thrown on the sofa.

And the Qingming Riverside Scene, which looked like a fake, was carefully placed on the table by the old man for study!
Han Xiran's face was a little displeased: "Grandpa, that's a purple clay teapot that Lin Jun spent more than 60 yuan to photograph. How could you just throw it on the sofa."

"And his painting is nothing more than a fake, and has no research value at all."

"Here, is this the other half of the Qingming Riverside Picture?" Old Feng and Wu were also surprised when they saw the Qingming Riverside Picture.

The two took out the magnifying glass from their pockets, and squatted beside the coffee table to study it.

"Old man, Mr. Wu, Mr. Feng, it's a fake. Why are you researching it so carefully? I think Xiran is right. This thing has no research value at all. The more than 60 purple clay teapots you gave Lin Jun There is no way to compare them!" Wang Yuying said aloud.

"More than 60 purple sand pots?" Feng Lao and Wu Lao looked at each other.

"Grandpa Wu, Grandpa Feng, this is it!" As he said that, Han Xiran picked up the purple clay pot that the old man had casually dropped from the sofa.

"Hahaha." Feng Lao suddenly laughed.

"Although this purple clay teapot is also a good antique, compared with this Qingming Shanghe Picture, it's just a drop in the bucket!"

"What?! A drop in the bucket? He is just a fake, how is this possible!" Ma Suting looked shocked.

"Who told you that this Qingming Riverside Picture is a fake?" Elder Wu looked up at Ma Suting excitedly and asked.

"Mr. Wu, this is not a fake, maybe it is still."

"You mean, the other half of this Qingming Riverside Picture is genuine?!" Ma Suting said halfway, her eyes widened.

Everyone else at the scene, except for Shen Chen, was stunned with disbelief on their faces.

"Mr. Wu, are you kidding? How could this be true? The other half of the Qingming Shanghetu has been missing for hundreds of years. How could it be in the hands of this kid!" Lin Jun frowned and retorted road.

"The Forbidden City's Qingming Riverside Picture was authenticated back then. Mr. Feng, me, and your old man were all members of the expert group for that appraisal. The structure and ink texture of the Qingming Riverside Picture are exactly the same as this one!"

"In order to find the other half of the Qingming Riverside Picture, Mr. Feng and I have been looking for it all our lives."

"We all remember the characteristics of each place at this point."

"So, we can be sure that this painting of the Riverside during the Qingming Festival is a genuine one!" Mr. Wu stood up, tears welling up in his excited eyes.

He never imagined that he, who was about to die, would have the chance to see the real painting of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival!
"Old man Han, who owns this picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival?" Mr. Wu then looked at the old man and asked.

"It's my grandson-in-law who gave me a birthday gift." The old man pointed at Shen Chen.

"What? A birthday gift?!" Elder Wu and Elder Feng opened their mouths wide in surprise.

Who doesn't know the value of the other half of the Qingming Shanghe Tu?This is priceless.

Han Muxue and the others standing beside Shen Chen also opened their mouths in shock.

From Han Muxue's point of view, the Qingming Riverside Picture is a fake, but he didn't expect it to be real!
That is to say, the treasures in Shen Chen's box are very likely to be real.

Thinking about the Danshu Iron Voucher and the Heshibi, Han Muxue felt a burst of shock in her heart.

The value of any item is no lower than this Qingming Riverside Picture!

"This, how is this possible, how could it be true!" Ma Suting's eyes widened in surprise.

Originally, he wanted his son-in-law-to-be to show his face, and he would add luster to his face, but unexpectedly, all the light was taken away by Han Muxue's husband!

"Young man, how did you get this painting of Ascending the River during the Qingming Festival? Are you willing to donate it to the Palace Museum?" Elder Wu looked at Shen Chen excitedly and asked.

(End of this chapter)