Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

296 I’ll Do It

At this moment, Wang Baiming suddenly said, “You guys have to hurry up. There are only 20 minutes left for this match.”

Zhong Ling’er couldn’t be bothered to argue with Lu Xiaoya anymore. She turned to look at Kong Liancheng and said, “Let’s hurry up and choose.”

Kong Liancheng’s gaze swept across the stall. “The waters in the antique trade are deep, especially calligraphy and paintings. There are too many counterfeits. Therefore, we must be careful and not be too hasty.”

Zhong Ling’er was an impetuous person, and she couldn’t wait to take a painting from the stall and finish her business.

But since Kong Liancheng had said so, she could only follow his orders.

At the same time, she kept an eye on Lu Xiaoya’s situation.

Lu Xiaoya was also a little anxious. “Ye Feng, what should we do now?”

Ye Feng only casually glanced at a few stalls nearby.

He seemed to be careless.

In fact, he had already activated the system’s in-depth scanning function and scanned all the calligraphy and paintings on the stalls.

He already knew which was the real one and which was the fake one.

However, he still pretended to be casual. “Don’t worry. Go buy two bottles of water first. I’m a little thirsty.”

Lu Xiaoya was speechless.

What kind of situation was this? You still have the mood to drink water?

Although she was cursing in her heart.

After all, she was the one who had invited him to help.

Regardless of whether he could help, she couldn’t treat him badly.

Lu Xiaoya had no choice but to reply and look around for the supermarket.

This back and forth delayed her for nearly ten minutes.

When she came back from buying water, she almost exploded in anger.

Ye Feng had, from who knew, where borrowed a rocking chair.

At this moment, he was lying under the shade, leisurely enjoying the cool air.

On the other hand, Zhong Ling’er and Kong Liancheng had already roughly chosen a few paintings and entered the final stage of selection.

Lu Xiaoya was furious.

She quickly walked over and threw two bottles of ice water at him. “Why aren’t you helping me pick out the calligraphy and paintings instead of enjoying the cool air here?”

Ye Feng opened a bottle of water and drank two big gulps. “Don’t be impatient, we still have time.”

Lu Xiaoya was so angry that she was about to cry. “There are less than ten minutes left now. If you miss it, you lose.”

Ye Feng stood up unhurriedly. “Ten minutes is enough. Come, have some water first.”

As he said that, he even considerately helped her to open it.

Lu Xiaoya didn’t take it. She turned around and walked to the calligraphy and painting stall to choose.

Although she didn’t study calligraphy and painting, and she couldn’t understand it at all, she didn’t want to admit defeat just like that.

At this moment, they suddenly heard Kong Liancheng’s voice. “I’ve already chosen.”

Ye Feng and Lu Xiaoya looked over.

Kong Liancheng held a landscape painting in his hand, his face full of confidence.

Wang Baiming nodded. “Twenty-two minutes. Not bad.”

Kong Liancheng handed the landscape painting over. “Uncle Wang, this painting cost 200,000 yuan. Please judge and see if it’s worth the money.”

Wang Baiming immediately walked to the painting with his hands behind his back and observed it carefully.

Lu Xiaoya had also stopped what she was doing and looked at Uncle Wang’s face nervously.

Zhong Ling’er was also a little nervous, and she kept pacing back and forth.

Wang Baiming looked very carefully, not missing a single detail.

After a full five minutes, he slowly raised his head and looked at Kong Liancheng.

His eyes revealed a look of shock.

“Uncle Wang, is this painting real or fake?”

Zhong Ling’er couldn’t wait to ask.

Lu Xiaoya was also very nervous, her eyes fixed on Wang Baiming.

However, Kong Liancheng’s expression was calm, as if it was none of his business.

Wang Baiming nodded his head in appreciation. “You are indeed Master Mei’s proud disciple. Mr. Kong’s eyes are really good. This painting is indeed the authentic work of Master Hongshan.”

Hearing this, Zhong Ling’er was overjoyed.

She hurriedly high-fived Kong Liancheng.

Lu Xiaoya hurriedly asked, “Uncle Wang, who is this Master Hongshan? Why haven’t I heard of it before?”

Wang Baiming touched a strand of his beard.

“Master Hongshan is a calligrapher from Zhonghai. He was very famous in the calligraphy world in his early years. Later, he became a monk at Hongshan Temple. People call him Master Hongshan. This landscape painting was his work in his early years…”

Zhong Ling’er wasn’t interested in this and hurriedly interrupted, “Uncle Wang, how much is this painting worth?”

Wang Baiming pondered for a moment.

“As far as I know, Master Hongshan’s works have been very popular in recent years. This painting is the work of his skillful technique, and the size is so big, which is very rare. A conservative estimate would be at least 500,000.”

The moment he said that…

Everyone present exclaimed.

“Oh my god, she spent 200,000 yuan to buy it, and it’s sold for 500,000 yuan? You can make 300,000 yuan by reselling it?”

“Isn’t this money too easy to earn? It’s like a strong wind blew over. No one else can do it.”

“Who asked him to have the ability to pick up the leftovers? If you don’t know what’s good for you, you won’t be able to recognize it even if it’s right in front of you.”

“That’s true. This young man looks like he’s in his thirties. I didn’t expect him to have such good taste.”

“He’s really young and promising. If we can get to know such a master, we will definitely make a fortune!”

“Handsome, can I get to know you?”

“…”

The people who were watching the show all looked at Kong Liancheng eagerly.

Clearly, they were treating him as the God of Fortune.

Zhong Ling’er also jumped up in joy.

Although 500,000 yuan was nothing to her family, it allowed her to have a huge advantage in the match against Lu Xiaoya.

Thinking of this, she immediately looked at Lu Xiaoya with a smug look.

Kong Liancheng also revealed a provocative smile toward Ye Feng.

The time was almost up.

Ye Feng and Lu Xiaoya, on the other hand, made no progress at all.

Were they going to surrender?

Lu Xiaoya looked at the time. There were only three minutes left.

There was no time to choose.

Forget it, I’ll leave it to fate.

Immediately, she picked up a painting from the stall to hand in her task.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

She looked up.

Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face. “I’ll do it.”

The sun shone from behind him.

It was as if he was plated with a layer of gold.

He was like a savior!