Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 113 Refresh tea to send guests off
Everyone in the live broadcast room held back their breath and dared not let it out.

They don't even dare to think about it.

Drawing...no, copybook...

do not care!
Whether it is a book or a painting, they have never seen such a situation unfolding in the water.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the screen and didn't know whether to say Ning Fan was bold or this copybook was a classic.

It's all like this, and there is no trace of wet water.

Ning Fan looked at the screen and continued to speak calmly.

"Good word!"

"It is said that Mi Fu's font is stable, not dangerous, not old, not fat, and looking at it now, it is indeed the best in the post!"

"In the turning and setbacks, it shows an elegant and super-stepping posture."

"Sure enough, you have all the true biography of the people of Tang Dynasty!"

"The cold comes and the summer goes, harvest in autumn and store in winter. Run Yu to become a year old, Lu Lu tunes Yang."

Ning Fan showed the picture again, and his words were cadenced and faltered.

The treasure friends listened and looked at the picture, and couldn't help but tremble.

Ning Fan actually opened his left hand like this and retracted his right hand, wanting to pass all the copybooks in the water.

They didn't know where Ning Fan's confidence came from.

Painting and calligraphy works are most taboo to get wet, not to mention soaking in water directly.

This picture goes through the water again.

I'm afraid it won't work even if it is dried after going back, and this copybook will definitely be completely destroyed.

Mi Nanrong was in a trance when she saw Ning Fan's actions just now, subconsciously rushing forward to snatch it.

"You...Master Ning...what are you doing!"

"This is the treasure handed down from generation to generation by our Mi family, how dare you do that!"

Ning Fan stopped and smiled slightly.

"You told me to open it. This is the most suitable way."

"Otherwise, you come?"

Ning Fan let go, and the scroll slowly sank into the water, leaving only the wooden scrolls on both sides floating on it.

With a resentful expression on her face, Mi Nanrong snatched out the copybook and wiped it with paper regardless of getting water on it.

"Master Ning, I thought you were really capable!"

"I didn't expect that I just wanted to take the opportunity to destroy my baby Mi."

"I wrote this down, everyone in the live broadcast room can see it clearly!"

"I must expose your behavior! Let everyone know about you..."

Not finished.

Everyone in the live broadcast room changed their faces.

"Fire! Fire!"

On the screen, a flame erupted from the middle of the thousand-character text, and it burned from the middle to the sides in the blink of an eye.

The entire picture is covered with flames of faint green with a touch of green.

"No...no...what did you do to the post!"

Even though Mi Nanrong knew the result, she still pretended not to know anything and exclaimed.

In Ning Fan's eyes, the action was no different from a jumping clown.

"I didn't do anything, but you should know what this kind of thing is?"

"Fire oil wax seal, a good way for the Mi family to prevent theft!"

"You...what are you talking about, I...I don't know!"

Mi Nanrong looked at Ning Fan's eyes and dodged for a while.

Ning Fan smiled slightly, ignored Mi Nanrong's words, grabbed the copybook and directly plunged into the water basin.

A layer of ripples appeared on the paper.

Everyone saw an incredible scene on the screen.

The copybook of Mi Fu's "Thousand Characters" actually floated a translucent film like a soul out of his body, and began to burn after floating to the surface of the water.

In an instant, it turned into an oil spot and stopped on the water surface.

"How is this going?"

The treasure friends were completely dumbfounded watching this scene.

They never imagined that such a thing would happen.

How could Mi Fu's copybooks have produced such a sea of ​​flames?
Ning Fan looked at the screen and spoke lightly.

"Baoyou, aren't you wondering why I started painting in the water just now?"

"That's why!"

"Ancient bibliophiles often encountered a problem, calligraphy and painting works are not easy to preserve."

"Insects, damp, and theft happen from time to time."

"In addition to special preservation, some big collectors will also protect calligraphy and paintings."

"Re-framing of old works is already a basic practice, and later on, there will be this kind of fire sealing wax method used by Mi Fu."

"The specially prepared kerosene is coated on both sides of the picture to wrap the picture."

"It's like wrapping a layer of plastic wrap on the picture, which is not afraid of water vapor erosion, and the specially added insect-proof material will also keep away from insects and ants."

"More caring people will smear phosphor powder on the picture. As long as the picture is unfolded and exposed to the air for a certain period of time, it will naturally ignite the fire oil sealing wax."

"The whole painting will be burned."

"This is the anti-theft method of the Mi family that I'm talking about."

"This treasure friend asked me to unfold the painting because he wanted to make me suffer, but I didn't expect that I avoided this pit."

"Come to deceive people, and deliberately set a trap."

"The Mi family has a descendant like you, no wonder it declined."

After Ning Fan finished speaking, he rolled up the copybook and put it on the table, his hands were not slow, a cup of tea was poured into the sea of ​​tea, and he spoke lightly.

"The tea is cold."

"it is good!"

In the live broadcast room, Wang Duoyu suddenly sent ten rockets as rewards and cheered.

All the audience froze for a moment.

"Didn't Master Ning drink tea?"

"Why did you suddenly offer a reward?"

"What does it mean?"

Wang Duoyu didn't talk nonsense, and explained directly.

"What you saw was Master Ning drinking tea, but there is a rule in Xia Guo."

"Let's go, the tea is cold! Master Ning said that the tea is cold, so he signaled to Baoyou that it's time to go."

"Is this gone?"

"Is there no compensation for bullying?"

"Master Ning, if you want to let her go, we can't stand it!"

"Ok?"

Wang Duoyu looked at the screen with a puzzled expression.

"Isn't there compensation?"

"In the Ming Dynasty, Mi Fu's handwritten "Thousand Characters" Mongolian Xuetie, just this copybook is worth tens of millions, and the compensation is enough."

"Ah this?"

The treasure friends were stunned for a moment, and felt that there was something wrong.

"Didn't Master Ning say just now that he doesn't care about the previous bet? Isn't it good to withhold this thing now?"

Wang Duoyu laughed out loud when he saw the words.

"Baoyou, you guys are really naive."

"When Master Ning spoke just now, he already brought the prerequisites. If Baoyou opens it by himself, then the previous bet will be void."

"It's a pity that Baoyou didn't choose himself."

"In the end, Master Ning himself wrote the copybook."

"Then the bet is still valid."

"This Mengxuetie of Mi Fu's "Thousand Character Essay" is now Master Ning's property."

"And if I'm not mistaken, Master Ning had planned these things beforehand, and even removed the wax seal with the help of Baoyou."

"Now that this painting has no kerosene wax seal, it can be said to be the real peak of value."

"If it is matched with this story, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to sell 5000 to [-] million."

The treasure friends resisted the urge to swallow, looking at the picture scroll in front of them, it seemed that they were not copybooks, but 3000 million bundles of cash placed here.

On the side, Mi Nanrong was also speechless to stay any longer, and left while Ning Fan replied to the message.

The expression on his face was like a mourning concubine.

Everyone in the live broadcast room cheered.

"Stealing a chicken won't make you lose money, you deserve it!"

"Baoyou, this isn't rice, it's gold bricks!"

The treasure friends were laughing, and after a long while, someone finally mustered up the courage to ask about the oil sealing wax on the screen.

"Master Ning, why does it feel like this fire oil sealing wax has never been mentioned in history?"

"Can you tell me in detail?"

(End of this chapter)