Almighty flower care master

After entering the room, Ye Chenyu still had a cold look, but Ye Zhengling's attitude became respectful and pious. At this moment, he said to Qin Yang: "Qin Yang, what do you think of this place? You can still see it." ?”

"Very good." Qin Yang nodded and said.

Ye Zhengling laughed and said, "I have no other specialties. My only hobby is to collect some strange things. Some of these things are bought by myself, and some are given by others. However, it is also because of this. Over the years, I My income has always been beyond my means, and I am really ashamed."

Qin Yang smiled wryly and said, "Don't show off, I'm already very unbalanced."

Ye Zhengling laughed loudly: "Okay, I won't say much, since I'm here, please show me a few things."

As he said that, Ye Zhengling dug out a few things, handed an ancient painting to Qin Yang, and said, "How about this one?"

"Tang Bohu's seal?" Qin Yang was slightly taken aback, pinched his fingers lightly, brought his nose to sniff again, shook his head and said, "It's fake."

Ye Zhengling didn't discuss the issue of authenticity, but took out a few items that he couldn't see for sure, and handed them over. Among them was a Xuande stove, a picture of a Tang Dynasty maid, and a large blue and white porcelain vase.

Qin Yang looked at them one by one and said, "Except for the blue and white porcelain vase, the rest are all fake."

Ye Zhengling frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Definitely." Qin Yang said, flicking his fingers lightly, he played a crisp tone on the huge blue and white porcelain bottle, and said: "Although in recent years, there has never been such a blue and white porcelain that has been circulated in the antique market. Big item, but this one is real and priceless."

Ye Zhengling said distressedly: "I bought this as a modern handicraft, but I didn't expect it to be real. The others cost a lot of money."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "This alone is enough to cover the value of half of your house, aren't you satisfied?"

"Whether it's worth the money or not is another matter. The most important thing is a preference." Ye Zhengling sighed regretfully, handed over the last painting, and said, "You can take a look at this one too."

Qin Yang glanced at it, and was about to throw it away. Suddenly, his expression changed again, and he muttered to himself: "It's not right, it's very wrong!"

This is a large landscape painting, almost two meters long and one meter wide.

The mountains in the painting are rolling and rolling, with clouds and mists above, jungle streams below, people on the mountain road, tourists climbing high and looking far away, overlooking the world. The artistic conception of the painting is profound, and it is quite magnificent.

There is no doubt that this is an ancient painting, but it is not very old, that is, the work in the early years of the Republic of China. The author did not sign it, and he is not well-known, so if it is put at an auction, the price will be a hundred thousand at most.

Compared with other things in the room, this painting is undoubtedly not very valuable, which is why Qin Yang intends to throw it away after just looking at it.

Seeing his attempt to throw the painting away, Ye Zhengling was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Fake?"

"Really." Qin Yang said, "But it's worthless."

Because Ye Zhengling likes to play with old things, Ye Chenyu also has a lot of experience in antiques under the influence of her ears and eyes. She asked suspiciously at this time: "Why do you say that?"

Qin Yang raised the painting in his hand and said: "Although this painting is authentic, it is a pity that it is too young and it is a copy."

"Imitation?" Ye Chenyu was puzzled.

Ye Zhengling was also puzzled, and said, "Have you seen the real work?"

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "No."

Ye Chenyu said: "Then how did you determine the age of this painting?"

Although Ye Chenyu didn't believe Qin Yang's words, if Qin Yang didn't give a reason, it would be hard for her to convince her.

Qin Yang pondered and said: "Feelings are just feelings. Of course, feelings sometimes make mistakes." He said to Ye Zhengling, "Uncle, take this painting as my appraisal fee."

Ye Zhengling didn't care about Qin Yang's title, and said boldly, "Of course."

Qin Yang nodded, took a few steps back, unfolded the painting carefully and spread it on the ground, looked left and right, sometimes frowned and thought, sometimes murmured to himself, he lowered his head and sniffed, suddenly realized, and grinned .

Just when Ye Zhengling and Ye Chenyu were very confused, Qin Yang suddenly grabbed the scroll, lifted it up, and tore it hard.

With a hiss, the scroll was torn apart, Ye Zhengling and Ye Chenyu's expressions changed slightly.

But soon, the two were speechless in shock. After the scroll was torn apart, Qin Yang grabbed the scroll and gently flipped it down. Under the astonished eyes of Ye Zhengling and Ye Chenyu, the scroll unexpectedly slipped out. one thing.

Ye Zhengling had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed it and took a look, then gasped: "Qi Baishi's shrimp? How is it possible? Why is this painting always here? Something is wrong."

Ye Chenyu leaned over to take a look, then took a breath, and looked at Qin Yang like a ghost, not knowing what to say.

Qin Yang asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you have seen this painting before?"

Ye Zhengling shook his head: "No, but why did it appear here?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "But it just appeared here."

Ye Zhengling laughed again: "That's right, Young Master Qin is right, no matter where it was before, but now, it appears here."

Ye Zhengling held the painting, admired it fondly, and kept admiring it. He didn't know whether he really liked it or was shocked by the picture-in-picture.

After a while, Ye Zhengling said: "Young Master Qin, sell this painting to me, and you can set a price."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Since you like it, I'll just give it to you. It's your thing."

"That can't be done." Ye Zhengling waved his hand: "One thing is another thing. Since I gave you the painting, it's yours. I want it now, but of course I have to pay for it. You just have to pay for it." You're welcome."

Qin Yang knew that Ye Zhengling was probably the type of person obsessed with antiques, if he pushed back too much, it would be a blasphemy to Ye Zhengling, so he said without hesitation, "That's 100 million."

"100 million?" Ye Chenyu thought he heard it wrong, when did this guy become so generous, he is not a generous person.

Ye Zhengling was also a little speechless, and said, "Well, I'll take advantage of you, 1000 million!"

Although this painting is not as good as the picture of a hundred shrimps that was sold for a sky-high price, its artistic value is still extremely high. The twelve shrimps on it are lifelike and vivid.

According to the price of 100 million shrimp, although Ye Zhengling's quotation is very high, in fact, he still took advantage of it.

After Qin Yang bought the pink diamond, he didn't have much money. Although he had no idea about money, Ye Zhengling was sincere and it was hard to refuse, so he agreed.

Ye Zhengling was extremely happy to get this authentic painting of Qi Baishi. After admiring it for a while, he put away the painting, and the three of them left the room together.

At the corner of the aisle, the old man was still lying on the soft couch and fell asleep. What did Qin Yang and the others look like when they came over, and what is still the same now.

Ye Zhengling and Ye Chenyu brothers and sisters were extremely respectful to the old man, subconsciously lightened their steps, and tiptoed downstairs, Qin Yang walked last, he was walking, suddenly felt a cold wind blowing under his feet, Qin Yang's eyes brightened Rin, pretending to stagger, threw his whole body towards the old man sleeping on the soft couch.

The moment he fell over, the eyes of the sleeping old man suddenly opened, and a sharp light shot out. The old man's skinny back suddenly tightened, and the five fingers of his right hand curled up, grabbing towards Qin Yang's chest.

Half of Qin Yang's body fell down, the toe of his right foot slightly hooked down, stood up straight, and slapped the old man's wrist with his palm.

The old man quickly retracted his palms, lay down on the body of the soft couch, turned around in an incredible way, and stood up. The old man was very short, about 1.6 meters tall. Wrapped around his body, the hem of the clothes dragged on the ground, extremely funny.

But the old man was extremely imposing, his strikes were extremely sharp, and he faintly had the bearing of a master. After he stood up, he made a mistake and slid onto Qin Yang's chest, with his shoulder slightly turned, and bumped towards Qin Yang.

It turned out to be close to the mountain!

This is Qin Yang's common move, and he saw it at a glance. He never expected that the old man would use such a method, and his heart trembled. He quickly grabbed it with his big hand and grabbed it on the old man's shoulder. Straight, press down firmly.

There was a slight "click", and one of the old man's feet sank into the concrete floor of the floor. The old man's movements were slightly sluggish, but still very fast. His arms were arched, showing a state of embracing the moon, turning into a semicircle, and his body was tilted , with uneven feet, with a push-hand posture, he attacked Qin Yang's chest with both palms.

The wind of his palm touched his clothes, and his energy surged. Qin Yang's figure moved back slightly, avoiding the old man's frontal attack, and quickly blocked his arms against his chest, like an iron bolt, straightly blocking his chest.

The old man pushed his palms over Qin Yang's iron-hard arms, and Qin Yang flew backwards as lightly as catkins.

Only then did Ye Chenyu, who was walking in the stairwell, realize what had happened behind her. Her pink and pretty face suddenly changed color, and she said anxiously, "Qin Yang, what are you doing? Stop!"

Qin Yang smiled slightly at Ye Chenyu, bent down, and bowed to the old man, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

The old man looked at him like a monster, and said, "Let's go!"

Qin Yang smiled and strode downstairs, as if the fight with the old man just now was just a joke.

Ye Zhengling didn't seem to notice the fight between Qin Yang and the old man. After going downstairs, he readily signed a check for 1000 million to Qin Yang.

"Chen Yu, I'm a little tired, I'm staying here today, please help me see Qin Yang for a ride." Ye Zhengling said.

"Okay!" Ye Chenyu gave Qin Yang a vicious look, and walked out the door first.

Ye Zhengling watched Qin Yang and Ye Chenyu leave, he dug out a bottle of spirits from the wine cabinet, and went up to the second floor without taking the cup.

"Uncle Zhang, are you alright?" Ye Zhengling asked worriedly.

The old man did not say a word, took the wine bottle from him, unscrewed the lid and took a few gulps. The 70-degree liquor was like drinking plain water.

Ye Zhengling knew the old man's weird temperament, so he didn't take it seriously, and then asked, "Uncle Zhang, what do you think of Qin Yang?"

The old man took a few gulps of wine again, and said slowly, "It's amazing!"

"But just now, he seemed to have lost to you." Ye Zhengling said strangely.

"That's because he doesn't want to win at all. If he wants to win, I'm no match for him at all!" After finishing speaking, the old man seemed to have no intention of talking, and began to gulp down his wine.

Ye Zhengling's eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed softly: "Qin Yang, what kind of freak are you?"

He brought Qin Yang here today in the name of Ye Chenyu. On the surface, he wanted Qin Yang to look at some antiques for him. In fact, he wanted to test Qin Yang's real strength and let Uncle Zhang pass his eyes.

Ye Zhengling naturally believed Uncle Zhang's words.

But the more this happened, the more hopeless Ye Zhengling was.

"It's not that the dragon can't pass the river. Could it be that this time, the world is going to be turned upside down?" Ye Zhengling said with a wry smile.