If Hu Fan really doesn't accept it, then Huang Wendao can only reluctantly give up and find an opportunity to destroy this rare treasure.
"Huang Lao, I think this is it. I can keep it for you temporarily. When you want it, you can take it back. What do you think?"
Looking at the look in the old man's eyes, he probably wanted to destroy this treasure. Hey... Who told us to be a soft-hearted person? If we really destroyed Tang Yin's picture of the Twelve Beauties, then it would really be It's a waste of natural resources.
"Okay, I'll do as you say, thank you!"
After hearing what he said, Huang Wendao was very excited, and his eyes regained their former glory.
Hu Fan left Taiyi Pavilion with Tang Bohu's painting of Twelve Beauties. He planned to give this painting to Old Man Chen for safekeeping, because he only knew Old Man Chen and his son here.
The location of the Chen family's old house was easy to find, and Hu Fan quickly arrived at the door of the old house.
"I didn't expect that just two days after I left, I would have to come over and trouble this old man again."
I feel relieved to have this thing with him.
"Bang bang bang!"
Several knocks on the door came, and after a while, the door was opened from the inside. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his 40s, whom he did not recognize.
"Are you Master Hu?"
The moment the door opened the door, the person who opened the door recognized Hu Fan. It was difficult for them not to recognize him. It was the young man in front of them who his master asked his master to go out to greet him two days ago.
"Well...that uncle, my surname is indeed Hu, I am not a young master."
When did I become a young master? If the two guys in Lijiacun knew this, they would laugh to death.
"Master Hu, please go to the hall and sit for a while. I will inform the master right away."
His arrival made the people here very nervous, as if he was some kind of scourge.
"Xiao Fan is here, how have you been these past few days? If you feel uncomfortable living outside, you can come here to accompany me, haha..."
Soon Chen Rusheng walked out from behind, followed by his son Chen Guanliang.
"Hey...Uncle Chen is here too. Your condition is much better now."
Seeing that Chen Guanliang's complexion is much better than before, it seems that he has found out what kind of poison he is.
"You kid...why do you have time to come here today?"
This guy really doesn't know what to say, but what he said is right. After investigating the poison, the symptomatic treatment is now much better, and it won't take long for the toxin to be completely eliminated from the body.
"I have something to trouble Mr. Chen today."
There were a lot of people present, so I couldn't explain clearly, but I moved the painting tube behind my back, and I thought they should understand.
As expected, the two people in front of them were truly human beings, and they immediately understood what they meant.
"You guys go down first."
Chen Rusheng gave an order, and except for his son, Hu Fan, and Butler Chen, everyone present exited the hall.
"Xiao Fan, Lao Chen is not an outsider. Let's go to my study to talk."
When Hu Fan glanced at his housekeeper, he knew what he meant, but Lao Chen had been following him since he was young. He had been through life and death many times, and he was no longer an outsider.
"All right."
You’ve said so, so I won’t say much more, but you’ll know what I’m carrying behind you.
Arriving in the study room, several people looked at Hu Fan.
"Boy, what's that on your back? Are you so nervous?"
They also guessed that what they wanted to say was related to what was on their backs.
"Mr. Chen, you'll know after you take a look."
He gave up and took down the painting tube from behind. After opening it, he gently took out the picture of Twelve Beauties and placed it on the desk.
The scroll was gently opened, and several people immediately gathered around and looked at it carefully, trying to see what kind of painting it was that made Hu Fan so careful.
All the scrolls were opened, and Tang Yin's twelve beauties came into view.
"Isn't it just a painting? Why are you so cautious? I thought it was something."
After seeing that it was just a painting, Chen Guanliang immediately lost interest. He also collected many antiques and really didn't care much about this painting.
"I said Uncle Chen, did you look carefully?"
You didn't even read the signature, you just opened your mouth and said it. I really don't want to talk to you, so I'll just give you a blank look and feel for myself.
"This is... Tang Yin's Twelve Beauties? How is this possible?"
When I saw Hu Fan talking to me and looking at me, it was like looking at an idiot. I was really angry. Just as I was about to speak, I was interrupted by my father's shocked words.
"Who? Tang Bohu's painting!"
Chen Guanliang was also shocked. Who is Tang Yin? How could he not know? Tang Yin is also called Tang Bohu. It is well known to the world that Tang Bohu smells autumn fragrance.
Chen Guanliang immediately ran to the desk again and looked at it carefully. When he saw that the signature was indeed Tang Bohu's seal, he was really shocked this time.
"It is said that Tang Yin's Twelve Beauties disappeared during the turbulent times. Some people said that the painting was destroyed, while others said that the painting was spread overseas, but... I really didn't expect it to appear. Here, this is a priceless treasure!”
Even Chen Rusheng, who had seen the world, was shocked, let alone others.
"Boy, how come you have this painting? It can't be fake. I also know this painting, but not many people have seen it. Don't blame your Uncle Chen for being suspicious."
Although Chen Guanliang is not an antique collector, he has indeed seen a lot of treasures and has many at home. However, the value of this painting is more precious than all his things combined.
"This painting was given to me by a man named Huang Wendao, and I have also authenticated this painting. It is an authentic work of Tang Yin. As for the origin of this painting, this is..."
Next, Hu Fan told them exactly how he got this painting.
"I really didn't expect this painting to belong to that old guy Huang Wendao. He hid it really well."
After hearing Hu Fan's words, Chen Rusheng didn't expect it either.
"Mr. Chen, do you know Mr. Huang?"
Hu Fan asked aloud.
"Haha... we know each other. We have known each other for decades. What surprised me the most is that you went to him to become a treasure appraiser. Xiaofan, is there anything else in this world that you don't know?"
"I think you also know that he has another identity, the country's cultural relic restorer. As for how he and I met, I won't tell you now. I will tell you later when I have time. You came here today because you want to Leave the painting here for you to keep."
"You are right. I only know you here, so I would like to ask you to do me this favor."
It is much safer to put it here than to put it in your own place.
"Okay, I will keep this painting for you, and you two don't tell this matter, do you understand?"
Both Chen Guanliang and the housekeeper knew the seriousness of this matter and nodded solemnly...
