Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 108 "Picture of Hundred Girls"

"can."

Song Haotian had also seen this old man on TV before, and he still trusted him, so he directly handed over the painting in his hand.

After Peng Yuanshan took it, he took out the magnifying glass from his pocket, put on his gloves, and examined it carefully.

The people around watched quietly, waiting for Mr. Peng to give the final appraisal result.

After a while, Peng Yuanshan put the magnifying glass back into his pocket and shook his head slightly.

"Young man, the old man has seen all your acts of kindness just now, it is a good thing for a person to have a kind heart.

But antiques are antiques, and have nothing to do with kindness. I advise you not to play this game.

This painting is a fake after all, but for the sake of good imitation, if you are willing to sell, I can offer 3 yuan, which can be regarded as helping you make up for some losses. "

"Since Mr. Peng said it was fake, it must be fake. This young man has lost money."

"Peng Lao gave 3 yuan, which is already a good price, young man, sell it quickly."

"Young man, listen to Mr. Peng and don't gamble anymore, or you will definitely suffer a loss."

Everyone talked a lot, and some even started to persuade Song Haotian.

Mustache was a little anxious beside him, this is 20 yuan, but he couldn't afford to provoke Peng Yuanshan, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Unexpectedly, Song Haotian shook his head: "My friend, I won't sell this painting, so I trouble you to do this notarization."

Peng Yuanshan was slightly taken aback: "Young man, are you sure you want to gamble?"

Song Haotian nodded. Just now, Zhang Laosan made his daughter unhappy, so he must be taught some lessons.

Seeing his firm attitude, Peng Yuanshan said: "Okay, I will be the notary for you.

But the ugly thing is above, with my old man doing this notarization, once the game starts, no one can deny it. "

"Old Peng, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Mustache had a happy expression on his face. Peng Yuanshan has always been known for his impartiality. If he is the notary, this young man can't deny it even if he wants to.

"What's the matter with this young man? Why didn't you listen to persuasion? Mr. Peng said that this painting is worth at most 3 yuan, and he wants to gamble!"

"I think it was burned because of too much money. Zhang Laosan has been in the antique industry for so many years, how could he be mistaken?"

"Even if Zhang Laosan misses, it is absolutely impossible for Peng Lao to miss him. This young man is too stubborn, he must suffer a lot..."

Hearing the discussions around him, Mustache became more and more proud.

"Okay, you can start now, let me see how you can prove that there is a universe in this painting."

Song Haotian handed the tuantuan to Lin Meichen, and directly pulled out the scroll on the left.

With a slight force on both hands, there was a click, and it was broken from the middle. Under the gaze of everyone, another picture scroll appeared inside.

It has to be said that the workmanship of this painting scroll is extremely ingenious. Although it is made of butt joints, it is very strong and there are no flaws.

If it weren't for Song Haotian's divine sense to see through, ordinary people would not be able to find the universe inside even if they observed carefully. This is also the reason why Peng Yuanshan and Zhang Laosan kept making mistakes.

"My God, there is actually something in this scroll."

"Could it be that the young man is right, there is really a treasure in this painting?"

"But even if there is something, it doesn't mean anything, it depends on whether it is worth money."

Zhang Laosan originally had the chance to win, but he never dreamed that such a situation would happen.

Seeing that Song Haotian really took out another painting from the scroll at this moment, his whole heart suddenly became aroused.

Song Haotian ignored the others' comments, directly threw away the broken scroll, and carefully took out the scroll inside.

Compared with the scroll outside, this scroll is a bit shorter, about 40 centimeters, and because it is rolled together, it is impossible to see what is painted on it.

But judging from the color of the paper, it should be some years old.

"Even if there is a painting hidden in it, so what? It still depends on who painted it. If it is not from a famous artist, it is not worth 5 yuan."

Mustache seemed to be speaking to Song Haotian, but also to cheer himself up.

"Old Peng, please take a look."

Song Haotian has been in the realm of comprehension for 1000 years, but he is not good at Chinese antiques, so it is most appropriate to leave the appraisal to Peng Yuanshan.

However, this painting scroll is full of aura, so it is not ordinary.

Peng Yuanshan was also curious. He had seen the scroll just now, and he didn't see any flaws. Song Haotian's actions also exceeded his expectations.

He took the painting and slowly unfolded it on the countertop of the antique shop.

The people around were even more curious. They looked at the painting together, and even the two little guys widened their eyes and concentrated their attention.

"So shy, no clothes on."

"Shame...shame, light...bare ass!"

When the picture scroll was unfolded, the two little guys shouted first, and the others were also uproarious, obviously shocked by the picture on the picture scroll.

It turned out that this painting turned out to be a erotic picture, about 1 meters long.

The most important thing is that this painting is so vivid that lifelike is not enough to describe it, and it makes people feel like they are actually there.

"Fuck, this painting is too vivid, it kills the small island movie in seconds."

"Which immortal is this? He actually hid the erotic paintings in it..."

"It's over, this young man has lost. Although there is something hidden in it, it's just a erotic painting, and it's not worth much..."

Seeing that it was a erotic picture, Xiao Huzi heaved a long sigh of relief, and got 20 yuan.

Lin Meichen blushed, she had never seen such a thing in so many years, and quickly hugged the two little guys to the side.

"Oh, Ma Ma, the villain doesn't wear clothes, shame on you."

"No... isn't it cold?"

The two little guys were still full of curiosity, and their words made everyone burst into laughter.

No one noticed that at this moment, Peng Yuanshan had an excited expression on his face, and his hands began to tremble. He took out the magnifying glass from his pocket tremblingly, and looked at it seriously again.

What's wrong with the old man after people laugh enough?Does Mr. Peng like this tune?
"Old Peng, if you like to read this, I still have quite a few in my shop."

Zhang Laosan leaned over and said in a low voice.

"You know shit."

Peng Yuanshan put away the magnifying glass, his expression was agitated, and he swears directly.

"This is Tang Bohu's authentic work, "Hundred Girls in the Yeyu", how many do you have in your store? Show them all to me."

"what?"

As soon as Peng Yuanshan's words came out of his mouth, everyone present was stunned.

It is said that Tang Bohu was born as a erotic painter, but no one has seen his authentic works, so he unexpectedly saw them here.

Zhang Laosan was even more confused. Although Peng Yuanshan hadn't given the appraisal price yet, if a painting was related to Tang Bohu's authentic work, the value would definitely not be less than one million.

In other words, he lost this bet, and he lost very badly.

Peng Yuanshan ignored the crowd, turned to Song Haotian and said, "Little brother, can you bear the pain and part with this painting?

As long as you are willing, the old man is willing to bid 2000 million. "

Hearing this price, the people around immediately exploded again.

"Oh my god, 2000 million, did I hear you right?"

"This guy just bought it for 5 yuan, and he made 2000 million in the blink of an eye."

"Zhang Laosan is really blind with his eyes open. His life is in vain. Such a big baby has slipped away from under his nose. If I just pissed and drowned myself."

(End of this chapter)