I’ve Been Cultivating Immortals For Thousands of Years

Chapter 12: , I want to live broadcast the appraisal

　　 Huang Xiaochu and the four also looked at Lin Xiao.

　　 Lin Xiao coughed: "You have to believe in science."

　　 I am special...

　　 After waiting so long, you tell us this.

　　 Believe in science?

　　 I believe you a ghost, you are a bad old man.

　　 You lived more than five hundred years old, let us believe in science.

　　 don't bring this kind of play.

　　 Lin Xiao said again: "It is impossible for a person to live more than five hundred years old. I think about it, I should have ten thousand. No, one hundred and twenty years old, one hundred and twenty years old."

　　 The four of them were speechless for a moment.

　　 What you said was ten thousand.

　　 Everyone with a clear eye can see that you are lying.

　　 Zifeng coughed: "Grandpa Lin, lying is not a good boy..."

　　 This time it was Lin Xiao's turn to be speechless.

　　 Lin Xiao looked at Zifeng: You kid, how do you talk.

　　 Zifeng also felt that there was something wrong with her words.

　　'S face flushed, and his head was instantly lowered.

　　 "Haha, Zifeng teased Grandpa Lin."

　　 "Zifeng, good job, that's it, this is the price of lying."

　　 "Zi Feng, you are not serious, dare to tease Grandpa Lin, be careful that he spanks you."

　　 "Look at Grandpa Lin, there is nothing to say for a moment."

　　 "Grandpa Lin is flat, this is the first time that Grandpa Lin has flattened. It's so cute."

　　 Lin Xiao sternly said: "Little girl, so say your grandpa, be careful that grandpa spanks you, it's not big or small."

　　 Zifeng pulled Lin Xiao's clothes.

　　 said spoiledly; "Grandpa Lin, I'm not good, don't be angry, Zifeng is just curious, how many years Grandpa Lin has lived, can you tell me?"

　　 "I'm not telling you, one hundred and twenty years old, why you girl is so naughty, if anyone marries you in the future, it will be bad luck."

　　 Zifeng spit out her little tongue, selling cute.

　　 Huang Xiaochu carefully packed the scroll, and took out another scroll.

　　 slowly opened.

　　 This is a picture of bamboo and stone.

　　 There are few calligraphy and painting, but they are vigorous and powerful.

　　 Peng Peng smiled: "Friends in the live broadcast room, guess who painted this?"

　　 Peng Peng instantly covered his mark and his name.

　　 The audience guessed in the live broadcast room.

　　 Numerous barrage in the live broadcast room.

　　 "Peng Peng is too bad. He blinded his name and even his mark. There are so many ancient paintings, how can so many celebrities guess it."

　　 "Peng Peng, call now and look at the writing on it."

　　 "Stop making trouble, we are not calligraphers and painters, we just want to know who painted this painting?"

　　·····

　　 In a villa.

　　 "Daughter-in-law, I'm out shopping."

　　 "Lao Jin, come and watch it. This show is really interesting. I also took out calligraphy and calligraphy for people to appreciate. This is obviously a fake, Lao Jin, come and take a look."

　　 Jin Yuchang was taken aback.

　　 asked as he walked: "What show?"

　　 "The longing live broadcast room."

　　 Jin Yunchang doesn't care about the life he yearns for, he is only interested in calligraphy and painting.

　　 As for other things, I don’t catch a cold at all.

　　 Jin Yunchang is the vice president of the Book Court and a top member of the Collectors Association. He has an unknown number of paintings and calligraphy in his hand, not one hundred thousand, but ten thousand.

　　 Jin Yunchang stared at the computer screen.

　　 suddenly his eyes lit up: "This paper, this ink, a few strokes outline the style of bamboo, the brush and ink are vigorous and powerful, it is obviously painted by a famous artist, this is Zheng Banqiao's scroll."

　　 "What do you mean? Does this painting really fail."

　　 Jin Yunchang shook his head: "I can't see it for the time being, I have to identify it personally. As long as it is not inkjet printing, it is 80% true. Zheng Banqiao has many imitators, but they can't get the charm."

　　 "Shen Yun? What is this?"

　　 Jin Yunchang rolled his eyes and said, "I can tell you that, you get out of the way, and I will sit down and appreciate it slowly."

　　 As for shopping with my wife, I forgot.

　　 Jin Yunchang looked at the live broadcast room.

　　 Jin Yunchang quickly called: "Brother Cai, you quickly open the longing life program group, there is a picture of Zheng Banqiao on it, you show it."

　　 "Brother Jin, you will be over after the identification is completed."

　　 "I'm not sure, only the video. I also found a picture of Tang Yin. I don't know if it's true, please take a look."

　　 "What, and Tang Yin's picture scroll? Wait a moment."

　　From the other end of the phone: "Bad son, get out of here, I want to watch the live broadcast."

　　 "Grandpa, you are so old, and you still want to watch the live broadcast!"

"piss off···"

　　 Jin Yunchang hung up.

　　 "Lao Jin, let's go shopping."

　　What a joke, such a good painting, I will go shopping with you.

　　 I'm still waiting to appreciate the picture scroll.

　　 Jin Yunchang: "Go by yourself, no time."

　　"·····"

　　 One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

　　 Several collectors, painters, and top connoisseurs have joined the live broadcast room.

　　 These are the top big names in the collection industry.

　　 came over to watch.

　　 The director was shocked.

　　 Ma Weidu called him just now and asked him to open another window in the live broadcast room for a few people to identify.

　　 At first I heard that they were all gangster-level people.

　　 The director was stunned for a moment.

what's going on?

　　 Open another window, how many people can appreciate it online?

this····

　　 The director watched the popularity of live broadcast, which has already exceeded the 10 million mark, and it is still growing.

　　 The live broadcast effect brought by Grandpa Lin is very effective.

　　 The director didn't want to miss this opportunity, and immediately opened a small window.

　　 The live broadcast room is divided into two.

　　 A small window appears on it.

　　 "What is the situation, is this a sole water friend!"

　　 "Why can they enter, we can't enter."

　　 "The director is too shameless, protest."

　　 "The first one is Ma Weidu, good fellow, real or fake, Ma Lao Future Live Studio?"

　　 "Nima, the second one is Mr. Jin Yunchang, this is a top appraisal expert, who has been appraising countless treasures, and appeared frequently on TV shows, and this big guy is here too."

　　 "The third Mr. Cai, this...this is also a big brother."

　　 "The fourth Wang Lin, the big collector of collectors."

　　 "The fifth president of Guardian, this is the head of the auction house..."

　　 The live broadcast room exploded in an instant.

　　 These few people have nothing to do. UU reads www.uukanshu.com to read paintings and calligraphy, all of them come for the old man's picture scrolls.

　　 Old man's paintings and calligraphy are too precious.

　　 took it out and shocked the world instantly.

　　 Alarmed experts and collectors, these people have poured in.

　　 Zifeng looked excited: "Grandpa Lin, it's amazing. Many experts, collectors, presidents of auction houses, Guardian, Poly, Rongbao...all come to appraise your paintings and calligraphy."

　　 Lin Xiao was taken aback.

　　What the hell.

　　 "What messy people, why are they here."

　　 Zifeng explained: "It's just to identify your paintings and calligraphy at auction, and see how much Grandpa Lin's paintings are worth? So many scrolls, if it is true, my God, it's worth at least tens of billions."

　　 The director came, with a smile on his face: "Grandpa Lin, can I ask you something."

　　 "What's the matter again?"

　　 Director said: "There are some top figures in the antique industry, I want to see the old man's picture scroll, can you let them see."

　　 Lin Xiao spit out;

　　 "Isn't it just some broken calligraphy, what's so beautiful."

　　 "Just watch it if you want."

　　 Lin Xiao didn't refuse either. He put it under the bed. It was a long time since he saw the light, and it was good to get some sunshine.

　　 The director smiled with joy: "Thank you, old man."

　　 The director himself went into battle.

　　 The director looked at Teacher He: "Teacher He, I will trouble you. I will be the host for the time being."

　　 Teacher He smiled: "Okay, but I have never hosted the appraisal column."

　　 "It's okay, just a brief introduction will do."