Huhua Tianzun is on campus

(ps1: Because of the number of words, the first part of this chapter has been moved to the previous chapter, please forgive me this time!)

Just when Tang Xuejing passed by Lin Chen, Lin Chen suddenly grabbed her little soft catkin hand. Tang Xuejing blushed and cast a reproachful glance at Lin Chen, then broke free from Lin Chen's hand and quickly escaped from the classroom.

Lin Chen looked at the flustered look of the girl, and slowly put that hand between his nose and smelled it, it smelled so good, he couldn't help but smile on his face, recalling the feeling of holding that little hand just now, it was so soft... …

When it was almost time to finish school, Yin Zhigang finally came back and waved at Lin Chen ghostly outside the classroom. It took Lin Chen a long time to see him, so he walked out of the classroom slowly and followed Yin Zhigang to a secluded place.

Yin Zhigang looked around and saw that there was no one around, took off a bag he was carrying with a bitter face, unzipped the zipper reluctantly, and said in a pleading tone, "That... Lin Chen, today I found many friends Borrow, just, I managed to borrow 12 yuan, I really have no choice, really, Lin Chen, for the sake of us being classmates, this 8 yuan..."

Lin Chen glanced into his schoolbag, and suddenly saw stacks of red notes, his heart was agitated, and he stretched out his hand politely, "Here."

Yin Zhigang handed the schoolbag to Lin Chen with great distress and pain, and looked at Lin Chen's generous and glorious expression, so he carefully rubbed his hands and said, "Lin Chen, can you see..."

Lin Chen counted, there were eight stacks of bills, each stack should be [-], then he zipped the zipper, and said with a straight face, "No, one hundred thousand, not a penny less."

Yin Zhigang really wanted to cry without tears. When he met such a master, he really did something wrong in his previous life. After dawdling for a long time, he finally took out a stick wrapped in yellow cloth from behind, "Lin Chen, otherwise the twenty thousand Just use this top..."

Lin Chen asked curiously, "What is this?"

Yin Zhigang took out the contents of the yellow cloth cover, but it turned out to be a rolled scroll, and whispered, "This is an ancient painting from the Ming Dynasty. If it is auctioned in the market, it will definitely cost more than [-] yuan. It can be kept for a few years. Maybe there is still room for appreciation, Lin Chen, can you see if you can..."

Lin Chen's master at the time was also a collector, and he was very fond of paintings and calligraphy in the world.Lin Chen has been fascinated since he was a child, and he also has a little understanding of contemporary famous calligraphers and painters. Coincidentally, Lin Chen's previous dynasty was the so-called Ming Dynasty. When Yin Zhigang mentioned the word Ming Dynasty, his heart couldn't help but move.

However, he did not inherit his master's preference for calligraphy and painting. He felt that calligraphy and painting were just good-looking things that could be hung up for decoration, and he didn't understand the meaning of collecting them.However, Lin Chen knew that there was a famous painter named Tang Yin in the Ming Dynasty. His paintings could be sold at a high price of several thousand taels of silver. After coming back, I put it in Zhongtang and couldn't put it down. It's true that this thing is worth some money.

So Lin Chen took the scroll, and as soon as his hand touched the scroll, his expression changed.

Seeing the change in Lin Chen's expression, Yin Zhigang felt apprehensive, and hurriedly explained: "Lin Chen, don't doubt it, this is definitely an authentic work from the Ming Dynasty, I... how dare I lie to you, look at the paper so It is old, and there is ink on it, it is absolutely true!"

Yin Zhigang's father is also a collector. Many people who ask his father to do business will often send some calligraphy and painting over, but there are also many fakes among them. After Yin Zhigang's father passed the appraisal, he threw all the fakes into the storage In the storage room, the reason why I was reluctant to throw it away was that some high imitations could sell for tens of thousands of dollars in the market.

Yin Zhigang was pushed to the limit by Lin Chen, and his gang of cronies could only help him collect a little more than 8 yuan. In desperation, he finally thought of this way and ran home to the store room to get his father's fakes. Take out a painting.

Yin Zhigang heard his father often say that he knew a little about the cultural relics market. Thinking about Lin Chen, who was born in an ordinary family, it would be impossible to see a real famous painting in his life. Why not just take a fake to deceive him, and Lin Chen must also If you don't know how to go to a special place for appraisal, as long as you don't let him sell it immediately.At that time, as long as the painting is collected for a few years, it can be sold for more money. I believe Lin Chen will not be so stupid as to sell it now.

Of course, Yin Zhigang didn't just take one of them casually, and he couldn't bear to part with some fakes that could sell for tens of thousands of yuan, so he chose this one.He clearly remembered that a few years ago a farmer in the countryside crashed his father's company car, so he took this painting to apologize to his father. At that time, Yin Zhigang's father opened it and only looked at it. He just threw the painting into the trash can, and afterwards severely punished the farmer who insulted him by sending fake paintings.

Therefore, this painting that his father regarded as rubbish must be worthless. After Yin Zhigang saw this painting, he immediately took it out, intending to use it to fool Lin Chen.

Poor Yin Zhigang never dreamed that Lin Chen was a traveler from the Ming Dynasty. The moment he touched this painting, Lin Chen felt a long-lost and extremely familiar feeling. The paper from the Ming Dynasty a hundred years ago, although it has gone through hundreds of years, seems to have the faint scent of ink that Lin Chen is familiar with, which instantly evokes Lin Chen's not long but seemingly distant memories.

When Lin Chen opened this picture scroll, he couldn't help being taken aback again. It was a small landscape painting called "Dwelling in Cuimei Mountain". The name printed in the above letter is the name of Tang Yin, the number one talented scholar in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty.

(ps2: I have seen everyone’s opinions. Thank you very much. In the future, the book will only be a refreshing plot. Don’t worry about it. I came back late yesterday because of something. Today’s four updates will make up for yesterday’s one. Please support me a lot. After it is put on the shelves, it will be updated four times a day!)