Doomsday Hoarding Gourmet

Chapter 52

"Oh, it's your belongings, little girl? Then show grandpa a good look." As soon as Zou Bosong heard that he could see it, he immediately asked Yuan Shaoxue to take him to the Treasure Pavilion.

Yuan Shaoxue led Zou Bosong, Zheng Jiayu and Chen Yuanyuan to the heavily guarded Zangpin Pavilion.

"Hey, why didn't you let me explain to Mr. Zou just now?" Chen Yuanyuan asked Zheng Jiayu quietly on the road.

"My old man recites scriptures as soon as he sees me. From time to time, he brings some famous ladies from aristocratic families to let me know. I'm getting bored to death. Beautiful Chen Yuanyuan, please help me for a while." Zheng Jiayu begged.

"Okay, just pretend once." Chen Yuanyuan thought about Zheng Jiayu's pursuit of her in the chamber of commerce in the past, probably to protect her and at the same time perfunctory her family, friends, it's not impossible to help each other.

"Brother Chen, how is he doing recently? After he went back, he played a few games with me, and then he would ignore me if he told him to cheat." Zheng Jiayu felt sad when he thought about it, and he would have grabbed Shen Yichen and prevented him from going to the capital if he knew it. It is not impossible for the Zheng family to protect one person in Xiangcheng.

"He's busy with work in the capital." Chen Yuanyuan thought, no wonder Shen Yichen's face immediately changed when he left the apartment today after playing a game.

After talking, the four of them arrived at the Tibetan Pavilion.

There are several locked steel cabinets and a long ebony table in the collection cabinet, and there is a safe door like a bank vault in one corner.

"Miss Chen, your painting is here, is it convenient for us to appreciate it now?" Yuan Shaoxue opened the locked cabinet and took out three long brocade boxes.

"Open it and have a look." After Chen Yuanyuan signaled, Yuan Shaoxue put on his gloves, and carefully placed the three calligraphy and paintings on the black sandalwood table.

When Yuan Shaoxue opened the first painting, the majestic landscape painting caught everyone's eyes.Zou Bosong's eyes immediately widened like copper bells.

"Zhang Wanqian's landscape painting? This one has never been published before! Let me see it." After speaking, Zou Bosong took up his gloves and mask, and picked up his magnifying glass to observe carefully.

"This is an authentic work that is well preserved. This style of painting is the work of Zhang Wanqian in his peak period. Girl, your painting is worth 6000 million as a guarantee." Zou Bosong said while appreciating it.

Although Chen Yuanyuan did not have an in-depth study of antique calligraphy and painting, but under the influence of his father since he was a child, he also knew that Zhang Wanqian was a great master of modern calligraphy and painting.

"Master, you will be even more surprised when you see the next two pictures. To be honest, I have verified the structure, pen, line and silk paper as authentic, but the preservation is so good that I dare not make a rash decision." When Yuan Shaoxue mentioned his paintings, he, who has always been reticent, immediately eloquent.

"Good! Good! Show me." Hearing Yuan Shaoxue's words, Mr. Zou immediately urged Yuan Shaoxue to show the next two pictures.

Yuan Shaoxue displayed the other two paintings on the ebony table.

"This..." Zou Bosong was too surprised to speak when he saw the painting.

"Yes, master. Tang Yin's Red Trees in Autumn Mountains is not a single product, but a set of paintings." Yuan Shaoxue understood the master's reaction very well. At the beginning, he stood there in shock for half an hour.

Zou Bosong watched carefully for half an hour, and Chen Yuanyuan and Zheng Jiayu's legs were numb from standing.

"Absolutely, absolutely! What a picture of Spring Mountain with Hundred Flowers and Snowy Mountain with Winter Plum Blossom! Girl, your collection is amazing, but it's a pity that there is a lack of a summer mountain picture, otherwise it would be a treasure in the museum! Zou Bosong stood up straight and said excitedly.

"Mountain Summer Picture? My family seems to have a box like this one, and I guess there is one left." Chen Yuanyuan thought for a while. When choosing antiques, she always took a little of each one, ranging from blue and white porcelain vases to small snuff bottles. Each took a little.

"Girl, next time you bring the old man to your house to have a look, why do you have so many collections?" Zou Bosong learned that there was a picture of Xiashan in Chen Yuanyuan's house, so he wanted to rush there immediately to feast his eyes on it.

It should be known that Tang Yin's autumn mountains and mangroves had been auctioned for more than [-] million yuan as early as eight years ago. If spring, summer, autumn and winter are composed of a set of paintings, the value can be much higher than that of a single one.

(End of this chapter)