Banished To Be A Matrilocal Son-in-law

"Ha ha, no problem. I'll apply with my boss when I receive the painting. I'll let you take it home and have a good look!" Zhou Laosan laughed.

"Thank you very much." Ouyang Pinggu nodded.

Then they came forward and knocked on the door of song's antique shop, but to their surprise, the person who opened the door was not song Kaishan, but a strange young man.

"Lao Zhou, this is my son-in-law Lin Yu. I'll give him the antique business from today on. You can talk to him."

Song Kaishan came out from behind and said in a deep voice to them.

Since he saw Lin Yu's imitation craftsmanship yesterday, song Kaishan decided to formally hand over the antique shop to Lin Yu. Lin Yu thought about it. Now his family is very short of money, so he agreed.

It doesn't matter who is the boss.

"All right, boss Lin, it's time to give us the painting, isn't it?" Zhou Laosan frowned and said.

He doesn't care who is the boss, just take the painting back.

"It's ready, please." Lin Yu smile, with two people came to the hall.

The painting of plum blossom and bamboo is in the middle of the hall.

"It's hot outside. I think you're thirsty. Just a moment. I'll make you a good West Lake Longjing." Facing Zhou Laosan and Ouyang Pinggu, Lin Yu went to the nearby water dispenser and began to make tea.

Zhou Laosan nodded, took Ouyang Pinggu to Meizhu and observed carefully.

"Good, great." Looking at the long and large picture of plum blossom and bamboo, Ouyang Pinggu couldn't help sighing.

The real masterpieces are like this. If they are placed there without mounting, people can feel the historical precipitation from the years, the air and bearing of the masters.

Even if the painting in front of us is a fake, it is absolutely imitated by 100% of the ancient masters!

"Boss Lin, can you open the glass and let me have a closer look?" Ouyang Pinggu asked.

"Yes, but I'm not going to give you this painting today." Looking at the two men whose brows were locked, Lin Yu said with a smile:

"I have another authentic painting of Zheng Banqiao. It's better than this one. Take that one to pay your debt."

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Zhou Laosan almost didn't laugh.

"Mr. Lin, I don't know what's going on in your song's antique shop? You only have a painting of plum blossom and bamboo, and no one has gone out these days. Where did you get the second authentic painting of Zheng Banqiao? "

"Of course, no one went out. I got this painting from a foreign country." Lin Yu said calmly.

I can't help laughing this week.

No matter where in the world, Zheng Banqiao's authentic works are worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The most expensive one even sold at York City auction for billions of Li!

Where can this boy get Zheng Banqiao's real work? It's so special to be a fool!

"Don't be impatient. I'll take it out for you." Lin Yu poured the tea to them and walked into the safe.

Yesterday, after completely remembering Zheng Banqiao's style, Lin Yu painted another one. After a night's air drying, it's almost done now.

Watching Lin Yu enter the vault, Zhou Laosan sneered and whispered to Ouyang Pinggu, "is this picture in the glass frame true or false?"

"It's 90 percent true." Ouyang Pinggu nodded slightly and said, "although it's across the glass, it's Zheng Banqiao's technique to observe the strokes, the strokes and the measurement."

"That's good, that's good..." Zhou Laosan was relieved.

As long as this one is real, you can call the police and take it directly. You are not afraid of their tricks.

After a few minutes, Lin Yu came out of the vault with a long box in his hand.

When the box was opened, the picture scroll appeared in front of them, and a faint fragrance peculiar to ancient ink burst out.

"Boss Lin is really good. We can get such a fake. Maybe we can talk about some business in the future." Zhou Laosan said with a smile.

In fact, auction houses also sell fake products. After all, there are so many genuine products in the world. It's also good to use some low value fakes to top up.

"Don't talk, be quiet!"

But at this time, Ouyang Pinggu suddenly yelled to stop Zhou Laosan from talking. His eyes burst out with a touch of light, staring at the scroll slowly unfolding in Lin Yu's hands.

It's a picture of mountains, water, plum blossoms, bamboo and beauties. Everything in the picture is so vivid, and there is a breath of ancient ladies going out for an outing.

Ouyang Pinggu stares at the painting, and his breathing becomes heavier gradually, which makes him cover his mouth with his hand, for fear that the heat will damage the painting.

Lin Yu turned and sat back on the chair, enjoying the tea with ease.

After an hour, ouping was relieved."Mr. Ouyang?" Zhou Laosan asked nervously.

"This painting should be Zheng Banqiao's real work, and it's a very precious one!" Ouyang Pinggu carefully touched the edge of the painting with his fingers, and his eyes were full of favorite colors.

"Is it really Zheng Banqiao's? And it's very precious? " Zhou Laosan has been stunned.

"Yes, there are not many works handed down by Zheng Banqiao. Some of them are all works of his later years. But if you look at this beautiful landscape painting, no matter in any way, it's Zheng Banqiao's handwriting. It's certainly right. Only the bamboo part is slightly green and astringent. "

Ouyang Pinggu explained in detail:

"from this point of view, this painting can be determined to be the work of Zheng Banqiao in his middle age or even in his early years! Isn't that precious? "

Zhou Laosan has been working in the auction house for so many years, so he can understand.

Many times this painting is not necessarily the most expensive, but the more precious the more expensive.

Take Ru kiln porcelain for example. In fact, there are many more exquisite porcelains than Ru kiln. But up to now, there are only more than 60 pieces of Ru kiln porcelain, most of which are still scraps. As a result, the price has soared. Any auction starts with billions of dollars!

Lin Yu's brow was raised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Ouyang Pinggu looked young, but he really had some skills.