Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Ding Yi nodded and said, "this rice paper is indeed a little thicker than normal rice paper."

"Xiaoyou means that the real king's calligraphy is down here?" Wang Peisheng's words are broken. It is possible that the Xuan paper in Ding Yi's hand is two pieces of rice paper glued together, forming two layers. On the surface, some people have scribbled on it. The real copy of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is the lower one.

"Well." Ding Yi nods gently.

"How can it be?"

"It's impossible for the ancients to be so skilled."

"Even if there is a copy of calligraphy in the lower layer, how do you know that it is the calligraphy of the king?"

For a moment, people were talking.

Indeed, this matter is very strange, no one would have thought that the ancients would have such a superb skill, gluing two pieces of rice paper together, so that people could not see the slightest flaw.

What's more, there is a problem at this time, that is, even if there is a copybook on the lower floor, how can Ding Yi be so sure that it is Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, after all, there is still a piece of paper across it.

Looking at the suspicious and puzzled eyes of people, Ding Yi smiles and does not explain.

"I'd like to open the surface layer for you first. After that, you will know whether the lower layer is the calligraphy of everyone Wang."

"What are you going to do At this time, Wang Peisheng opened his mouth. He was afraid that Ding Yi did not know how to uncover the Dharma and accidentally destroyed this precious treasure.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I have my own way." Ding Yi firmly believes that this method of uncovering pulp and paper can be said to be familiar with the road.

"All right." After all, it is Ding Yi's, and Wang Peisheng has no right to ask for more.

Wang Peisheng thought Ding Yi would take some special means to uncover the paper. Unexpectedly, Ding Yi brought a basin of water directly. Seeing that Ding Yi was about to put the ancient scroll into the water, Wang Peisheng couldn't help saying, "little friend, once the ink brush meets the water, it will go out of shape. You can't use the bubble directly..."

Ding Yi confidently smiles: "Mr. Wang, don't worry. The ink used by the people who left this calligraphy is not ordinary ink."

"Do you know what ink is used in the calligraphy?" Wang Peisheng was not sure, and Ding Yi was so amazing. First, he affirmed that the bottom layer was Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and then said that he knew what ink was used in the calligraphy, and he didn't boast about it.

Ding Yi had a deep smile. In fact, he not only knew what ink was used in the bottom layer of calligraphy, but also knew that the bottom layer was written with Huangting Scripture.

Seeing Ding Yi soak the ancient scroll directly in the water, people's minds are different.

But Sun Dafu is the most worried one. After all, he gambled with Ding Yi for five million yuan. Moreover, he gave Ding Yi this ancient scroll. If he is really a treasure, sun Dafu will have the heart to jump.

Three minutes later, Ding Yi took the scroll out of the water. Then a magical scene appeared. The scroll was still integrated, and there was a gap visible to the naked eye on the side!

Ding Yi pinches a corner of the ancient scroll, along the gap, starts slowly to peel off the outer layer of pulp paper.

People hold their breath and stare at Ding Yi without blinking for fear of missing any details.

"Si La"

finally, the surface paper was completely uncovered, revealing the true appearance of the inner layer of Xuan paper.

Wang Peisheng was the first one to rush forward. When he saw the lines of Chinese characters on the paper, his breath stopped and his face turned red.

Others gathered around. Even those who didn't know calligraphy were impressed by the startling dragon like handwriting on the paper. Even after thousands of years, the unique spirit of Wang Xizhi, the calligrapher, still remained intact and soared into the sky!

At this moment, all the people who saw the calligraphy were shocked. Wang Xizhi's short lines left an indelible impression in people's hearts!

"Not in vain, not in vain!" Wang Peisheng's excited eyes turned red. He never thought that he would see this kind of treasure again in his lifetime. For everyone who loves calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, the master of calligraphy, is a monument that needs to be looked up to forever!

"I'll give you ten million! Little brother, can you buy me all Wang's calligraphy! " A fat man with a rich face came out of the crowd and asked excitedly.

"Hum! Only 10 million! Are you insulting everyone Wang? Little brother, I'm Zhou Kang, the boss of Tianding group. I'd like to give 20 million yuan. Can you part with me? " Another middle-aged man in a suit and Jiang shidanton came over.

Hearing that the middle-aged man reported his family, the crowd was a sensation again. Zhou Kang, the boss of Tianding group, is a famous real estate developer in Jinzhou City and a big alligator with billions of assets.

"I'll give you 25 million, Zhou Kang. Don't rob me!"

Another local tyrant spoke up.

Hearing these numbers in tens of millions, sun Dafu's eyes are almost red. If there was no Ding Yi, the original work of Wang Xizhi would be his now!

It can be said that Ding Yi made him lose tens of millions in vain! Sun Dafu felt his heart dripping blood.

The onlookers just wanted to see the excitement, but after Wang Xizhi's original work came out, all the onlookers were not calm. The scene even turned into an auction. The eyes of several top tycoons were almost red, and some even called the price to 40 million!As for the present situation, Ding Yi had long predicted, so his expression was very indifferent.

"Little brother, do you want to sell or not After some thirsty competition, several people turn around and find that Ding Yi, the owner of the company, has a cool face and is not moved at all. They are all in a hurry.

"things are my father's, they are not for sale, my father has the final say." Ding Yi takes a look at Hancheng mountain beside him.

"Me?" Hancheng shanlenglengleng pointed to himself. Obviously, he didn't expect that Ding Yi would give something to him. You know, this is not a piece of ordinary paper, but an authentic work of Wang Xizhi worth tens of millions. His son-in-law, his brain is really caught in the door?

"Ding Yi, you Do you really want to give me the authentic works of the Wang family? " Han Chengshan's face is full of disbelief.

Ding Yi nodded, gave a smile, and said, "Dad, I didn't cheat you. When I married Fei Rong, I didn't give you a proper betrothal gift. Today, I will give you the authentic works of the Wang family as a wedding gift to marry Fei Rong."

There was an uproar in the hall, and the crowd exploded again.

Take the real works of Wang Xizhi worth tens of millions as betrothal gifts?!

What kind of son-in-law is this? At this moment, several old people with daughters to be married at home want to ask Ding Yi whether he is short of a wife.

"Good son-in-law, thank you, thank you..." Han Chengshan has been so excited that he doesn't know what to say. From today on, who dares to speak ill of Ding Yi will be the first to refuse!

"Dad, family, you're welcome." Ding Yi smiles. For him, tens of millions of things are almost the same as those of hundreds of yuan. As long as the old man is happy, he will give it away.

"Brother Han, I'll give you 50 million..."

"Not for sale!" Han Chengshan's tone is very firm. This is an authentic work of Wang Xizhi. It can be left as a family heirloom. No one will sell it for much money.

"Ha ha, Chengshan, this thing can't be sold. If you want to sell, Zong Kun will drive you out of the Han family. " Wang Peisheng joked.

"Mr. Wang, you said so." Han Cheng Shan laughs.

"Chengshan, you have a good son-in-law." Wang Peisheng took a look at Ding Yi and said with emotion.