What Lin Feng is looking for is the Jianghu forces.
In addition to his parents' affairs, he also had to figure out the femme fatale's affairs.
Therefore, Lin Feng wants to uproot this Zhao Shuiwang and see where his roots extend?
Lin Feng answered the phone and the other party said.
"Mr. Lin, it's me, Lao Zhao!"
Lin Feng asked deliberately.
"Which Lao Zhao?"
Zhao Shuiwang explained.
"Mr. Lin is indeed a noble man who forgets things. I am Zhao Shuiwang!"
Lin Feng asked.
"It turns out to be Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"
Zhao Shuiwang smiled first and then said.
"Mr. Lin, the fact that you broke the Yan Quan Antiques scam really shocked me. To be honest, I really want to make you a friend, Mr. Lin!"
"There were too many people at that dinner party at Baiyang Villa. Some of them even had some minor quarrels with me and were prejudiced against me. Some people couldn't understand what happened to our family in the past. I guess they might Reminding you will keep you away from me..."
Lin Feng asked when Zhao Shuiwang actually took the initiative to mention this matter.
"What happened to your family in the past?"
Zhao Shuiwang did not shy away and answered directly.
"To be honest, our family used to have a tomb robber named Tumen."
"But that's all from the war years. Our Zhao family has quit working in the golden basin a long time ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so poor as to farm and become a farmer in my early years, don't you think?"
Lin Feng hummed, and Zhao Shuiwang said again.
"Mr. Lin, you are a master treasure appraiser. In fact, I also collect antiques on weekdays. I have a few nice items in my hand. I would like to ask you, Mr. Lin, to take a look. Are you free tomorrow?"
"available."
Lin Feng answered simply.
The Su embroidery auction at Su Wanyu's company was an instant hit. Even if those previous partners did not cooperate, there would still be other raw stone suppliers vying to cooperate with Su Wanyu. Therefore, her business has been completely stabilized, and there is no need for Lin Feng to do anything more. worry.
Lin Feng also obtained part of the shares of the Su Group, which was decided at the shareholders' meeting under the leadership of Mr. Chen.
Here, Lin Feng contacted Zhao Shuiwang just to see what Zhao Shuiwang was going to do. After all, this person might be related to Lin Feng's parents.
The next morning.
Lin Feng took a taxi to the address given by Zhao Shuiwang.
That's a teahouse.
The name is called Sancai Teahouse.
Zhao Shuiwang’s Tang Sancai antique artworks are displayed everywhere in the teahouse.
Lin Feng went over and talked to the front desk of the tea house. Soon, Zhao Shuiwang came over, leading the way and saying apologetically.
"How can I ask you, Mr. Lin, to take a taxi? If you tell me in the morning that you are free, I should send a car to pick you up!"
"fine."
Lin Feng only said two words.
Zhao Shuiwang led the way from a corridor behind the teahouse, through a garden, to the villa behind.
There were many antiques on display on the antique shelves in the villa. Lin Feng glanced at them and found that most of them were fakes.
After serving tea.
Zhao Shuiwang said a few words, and then carefully moved a bronze Fang Zunwen down from the ancient shelf next to him.
"Mr. Lin, please help me take a look, how does this Bronze Fangzun look like?"
Lin Feng was straightforward.
"Fake."
"ah?"
"The patina is made, not deep into the fetal bones of the bronze square statue. If you smell it carefully, there is still a smell. It is the traditional way of making cesspools."
Zhao Shuiwang looked frustrated when he heard it.
Then, he brought another carving of Hetian Yushanzi.
"Then... what about this, Hetian Yuyushanzi from the mid-Qing Dynasty, please take a look!" Kanshu La
"Fake!"
"Brown below
The Qin color is soaked in sheep blood. If you look carefully, you will see that there are cracks in the Qin color area. These are caused by high-temperature local burning in order to allow the sheep blood to penetrate into the bones better. If you scrape it off with a knife, the wax will fall off. If you smell it carefully, it will smell fishy. "
When Zhao Shuiwang heard this, his expression also changed.
Next, Zhao Shuiwang took out more than a dozen things in succession, and to Lin Feng, they were all fake.
Lin Feng was thinking, what on earth is Zhao Shuiwang going to do?
Zhao Shuiwang's ability to make antique handicrafts that look fake is enough to prove that he is very proficient in the study of ancient porcelain. The porcelain he took out just now were all fakes, which is wrong.
Zhao Shuiwang did it on purpose!
After these things were appraised, Zhao Shuiwang sat down on the sofa, his eyes dull.
"Alas... I made Mr. Lin laugh. I originally thought that I would make friends with treasures, but I didn't expect that my eyesight is really bad!"
He paused and said again.
"If I can't even produce a genuine product today, what qualifications do I have to be friends with Mr. Lin?"
"Please wait!"
"I'm going to get something!"
Within a few minutes, Zhao Shuiwang came back.
He held a long wooden box in his hand. The wooden box was made of golden nanmu. It was yellow in color and polished. It was very beautiful.
Zhao Shuiwang carefully put the box down, made a gesture of invitation, and said.
"Mr. Lin, please close your eyes!"
Judging from the shape of the box, no need to ask, it must be a calligraphy and painting scroll inside.
Lin Feng asked while opening the lock.
"Whose work?"
Zhao Shuiwang looked excited and deliberately lowered his voice.
"To be honest, this painting was bought by my ancestors in exchange for a pair of blood-green jade wine glasses found in a Han tomb in Mangshan. The pair of wine glasses were sold at an auction in Xiangjiang a few years ago. 2.57 million was sold.”
After a while, he said again.
"This painting is an authentic work by Zheng Banqiao!"
Lin Feng held the scroll in one hand and hesitated for a moment before laying it on the table, but he still opened it.
It is indeed Zheng Banqiao’s Bamboo and Stone Pictures.
But after taking a few glances, Lin Feng knew that this was a fake, an old imitation of its time, but not that far away, around the time of the Republic of China.
"Mr. Lin, what do you think of this picture of bamboo and stone?"
Lin Feng watched carefully, made a somewhat excited expression, and asked.
"Mr. Zhao, will you take action on this painting?"
Zhao Shuiwang was stunned for a moment.
"this……"
Lin Feng continued.
"To be honest, I have a special liking for Zheng Banqiao's paintings, but until now, I have never encountered an authentic one!"
Hearing what Lin Feng said, Zhao Shuiwang seemed to grit his teeth and said.
"To be honest, having Mr. Lin come over today really offends Mr. Lin's eyes! This painting, as a friend of mine, Mr. Lin, is transferred to you as a friend of Zhao Shuiwang. It can also be regarded as the beauty of an adult!"
"Between friends, Mr. Lin, please be kind to me. Do you think 500,000 is okay?"
Lin Feng was deliberately confused.
"This price is too low!"
Zhao Shuiwang explained.
"I've said it all, use treasure to make friends, and I, Lao Zhao, are so lucky to have you as a friend, Mr. Lin!"
Subsequently.
Lin Feng transferred the money and took away the painting.
After he left, Zhao Shuiwang looked at the bill collection news and sneered.
"You are a young boy who has just entered the world. Your appraisal skills are nothing more than that. I gave you some fake looks and eye drops. Do you really think that 500,000 yuan can really buy an authentic work of Zheng Banqiao? You are naive!"
