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Chapter 104 Tang Bohu's masterpiece
"Zhuge Yun, shut up. You think Lao Tzu's paintings are worthless, but yours are worth a piece of wool."

"Hmph. Let's see."

"Just wait and see, just wait and see."

Ouyang Jing and Zhuge Yun didn't give in to each other.

Although they were naughty as old urchins, Qin Feng knew, Ouyang Zhenhua knew, Hua An knew, and they still had the responsibility of Guo Jing.

What they bet on is the family's face.

It is a family economy.

Even, it is the development of a family for a period of time.

"Ok?"

Hua An suddenly stopped when he saw a painting.

Following his reaction, Ouyang Jing's heart tightened, but Zhuge Yun's brows were filled with joy, and everyone's eyes fell on the painting one after another.

This painting is very elegant and elegant.

Faint ink floats across the rice paper, leaving only a feather, and a few drops of water that is empty inside and swirling outside.

If it weren't for the title of the painting "The Wild Goose Passes Without Trace", the artistic conception of this painting would be as mysterious as Mona Lisa's smile.

The whole picture scroll is like a world where magic gathers, which makes people's minds wide open.

"Good painting, good painting."

After seeing the paintings, Hua An casually looked at the remaining paintings, with an obvious expression of shaking his head.

After that, he picked up Yan Guo Wuhen and was full of praise.

Zhuge Yun was already grinning from ear to ear, he looked at Ouyang Jing and said, "Old man, you are willing to admit defeat now."

"Who's the old man, bastard."

"Of course I call you, old man."

"I'm old? Why don't you look at the black hairs on your head? If I want to be old, you are a rotten egg in the loess pile."

Ouyang Jing was not to be outdone, and the two couldn't stop arguing.

Made it look like a joke.

However, Ouyang Zhenhua didn't laugh.

Qin Feng didn't laugh either.

Hua An on the side also formally said to Ouyang Jing: "Mr. Ouyang, this time, your paintings are indeed inferior to those of Mr. Zhuge."

"I lost?"

"Of course you lost." Zhuge Yun said proudly, "With your broken paintings, you can only show embarrassment."

"Are you plotting against me?"

"That's right. The western suburbs are the flashpoint of the grievances between our two families. It was originally the property of my Zhuge family. Will I hand it over to you?"

"Zhuge Yun!"

"Ouyang Jing, you don't really think I'm old, do you?"

Zhuge Yun's words are indeed very strong now.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Feng would doubt what he saw.

The people in the shopping mall were really turbulent, with hidden swords in their smiles, and their attitudes changed so quickly, it was really beyond expectations.

However, Ouyang Zhenhua is used to all this
Just the expression, without that surprise.

On his face, it was surprisingly solemn.

"Okay. I didn't expect that you cared so much about the western suburbs. I was tricked by you."

"In the world, there is nothing better than interests."

"This time, you win."

"Hahaha. Prepare for the transfer procedures. In the future, the western suburbs will be officially completed in the hands of my Zhuge family."

As Zhuge Yun said, his whole body was full of energy.

His face turned rosy, and his tone was no longer funny, but tough.

It seems that the western suburbs already belong to Zhuge's family.

Ouyang Jing's face was dark and sullen.

The two families in the western suburbs had been arguing for decades, but he didn't expect it to be cut out in his hands.

This loss is indescribable.

Seeing Ouyang Jing's disappointed face, Zhuge Yun looked at Qin Feng and said with disdain: "Qin Feng, I miss you, you must be that Young Master Qin."

"Young man, don't be too self-righteous."

"If you weren't too flamboyant, you wouldn't have thought of this move tomorrow."

"You admit it."

Zhuge Yun said confidently.

That's right, the current him does have the capital to be proud of.

However, just when Ouyang Zhenhua thought Qin Feng was about to lose his temper, Qin Feng's cell phone vibrated.

Just as Qin Feng wanted to say wait and see, he suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Zhuge Yun said contemptuously, "Young people can't bear such a blow?"

"It's over. Young Master Qin must be stupid."

"This kid's endurance is so low?"

Ouyang Zhenhua and Ouyang Jing, the grandparents, were a little panicked when they saw Qin Feng's expression.

Qin Feng took the mobile phone and put them together in the bag containing the scroll. Then, he turned around, opened the dialogue box between him and Tang Bohu, and clicked to receive it.

After receiving the red envelope, go directly to the treasure chest and pick up the scroll.

"Of course I'm laughing at you."

Qin Feng spread his hands, took out a painting, and said casually, "Master Ouyang, didn't you forget that you still have a painting, put it here?"

"Uh……"

Old man Ouyang was taken aback.

Qin Feng then smiled and said: "Old man, you said just now that you will take it out when Mr. Zhuge is most proud, have you forgotten now?"

"Do not."

Ouyang Jing said hurriedly, "Remember, remember."

"Nonsense, a layman, a brat, the two of you, you can see what you are most proud of, and it is the most useless."

"Hey, let's talk after reading it."

Qin Feng smiled treacherously, and then said.

A painting was taken out of the bag by him.

At the beginning, the faint fragrance of ink showed a hint of timeless ink, like a black flower blooming, and after the flower bloomed, it showed endless fragrance.

Yidege's ink.

Hua An knew what was going on.

"The ink is all wet, who can do it?"

"This--"

"Mr. Hua, don't waste your time. This painting, you can see that the ink is new, and it looks like it was painted just now."

"Young Master Qin..."

Zhuge Yun said confidently.

However, Ouyang Jing's expression was extremely embarrassing.

Hua An is a master of traditional Chinese painting, how can modern paintings attract his eyes and ears?

Qin Feng took out a painting, it shouldn't be made on the spot.

This matter, even Qin Feng himself, was unexpected. He didn't expect that Tang Bohu was too anxious to paint, and he forgot to wait for it to be done, so he sent it.

"Is this painting damp?"

I thought Hua An would simply dismiss it, but his words and the look in his eyes made it impossible for everyone to ignore him.

Saw the gold.

It is a shimmering gold in a group of stones.

This is Qin Feng's most direct feeling for that look.

"Yes."

Qin Feng answered naturally.

"Okay. A masterpiece of the world, a masterpiece of the world!"

Holding the painting in both hands, Hua An walked directly to the back of the studio.

Qin Feng went in, and there was nothing else inside, it was actually an icehouse.

A smoky white chill emerged from the icehouse. Hua An put the painting on a table in the ice, stroking the painting as if he were stroking the most beautiful girl.

"Mr. Hua, what is this?"

Zhuge Yun asked in shock.

He had never seen Hua An so interested in a painting.

Moreover, this painting seems to be very familiar to him.

"It's sure to be a good painting."

Ouyang Jing shouted.

However, even Qin Feng felt admiration for Hua An's answer.

He looked at the painting enthusiastically, and after a long time, he said: "This is the most magnificent painting left by Tang Bohu."

(End of this chapter)