Chapter 50

And when his gaze stayed on this painting, the value of this painting also emerged in his mind, which was as high as 15 million, and there is still a lot of room for appreciation!

“This is too expensive, right?”

Shi Feng shrugged, looking helpless.

“It’s just a painting. If you meet someone who doesn’t understand her, it’s worthless. If you meet someone who understands her, it’s also priceless. After all, it can’t be measured by price. Mr. Shi Please be sure to accept it, otherwise, you won’t treat me as a friend!”

Xia Yuhan said sincerely.

This painting is indeed her beloved work, and even the pinnacle of paintings over the years.

But these were nothing compared to her life.

Shi Feng was able to spot her physical symptoms today, and even promised to treat her. This kind of life-saving grace is nothing more than sending a painting. What is it?

What’s more, Shi Feng can see from her paintings that her heart is unwilling and her body is ill. Obviously, she is also a master in this field. This painting is also worth the money for Shi Feng.

“Well, then I’m not welcome!”

Shi Feng smiled, and then, the female assistant who stopped him just now hurriedly put the painting in a box and delivered it to him.

“Being so favored by Teacher Xia Yuhan, it seems that Mr. Shi is really accomplished in painting!”



Hua Qianshan walked over with a gloomy expression, the envy, jealousy and hatred on his face could not be concealed at all, but he didn’t want to let Shi Feng go, so he managed to squeeze a smile.

“Since ancient times, calligraphy and calligraphy have been a family. I heard that a few calligraphy and calligraphy paintings from the Tang and Song dynasties have been newly discovered today. Since both of them are in the same way, why don’t we go and take a look together?”

Hua Qianshan looked at Shi Feng jokingly.

What he is best at is not looking at paintings, but calligraphy. Hua Qianshan not only writes good handwriting, he also has a lot of research on Chinese classical calligraphy. Just now, he lost face in front of Xia Yuhan, so he naturally wanted to make up for it in calligraphy.

Otherwise, today’s limelight would have all been snatched away by the kid Shi Feng.

“Okay, Mr. Shi, should we be together?”

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuhan was also intrigued, and she had just met Shi Feng. This person not only knows how to paint, but also knows pharmacology, but she always feels that what she sees is just the tip of the iceberg.

Naturally, she would not miss the opportunity to get to know Shi Feng in this way.

“Just call me Shi Feng, if that’s the case, then I’m disrespectful!”

Shi Feng shrugged. He was accustomed to the life of the poor for more than 20 years, and he was a bit awkward to be called by these painting and calligraphy experts one by one.

So, in the eyes of everyone’s envy, Shi Feng and Xia Yuhan rushed to the fourth floor of the Guanhai Tower.

Although this floor is huge, there are not many shops open.

Because the valuable antiques are either lost overseas or collected in museums. Today, there are not many treasures scattered among the folks.

As soon as Shi Feng went upstairs, he met an acquaintance.

“Hey, Shi Feng, you are here!”

Old Mr. Sun Jiankun, who was chatting with a few friends, recognized Shi Feng at a glance, and quickly took a few old people to Shi Feng.

“I would like to introduce to you, this is the young man I met during the day, named Shi Feng, and that “Zhu Shilan Hui Tu” is his wise eyes, not to make the pearl dusty, and from Starting today, he is a member of our antiques association!”

After seeing Shi Feng’s greatness during the day, Sun Jiankun was very excited. Just now he told a few friends about Shi Feng’s story. He didn’t expect that Cao Cao would be there.

Most of the Antiquities Association are old people. Nowadays, it is hard to welcome a young man. He naturally wants to introduce Shi Feng a lot. This is the successor of their Antiquities Association in the future!

“It looks like he is only in his twenties, and at a young age, he has such eyesight. It’s really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, amazing, amazing!”

“Zhu Shilan Huitu has been lost for a long time. If it were not for your good eyesight, you would almost lose a lot, haha, hello, my name is Tang Song!”

A group of old artists and antique experts, under the introduction of Mr. Sun Jiankun, shook hands with Shi Feng one by one.

They do this business, and they study for a lifetime, and they have different feelings for antiques and famous toys.

In their hearts, they seem to regard Shi Feng as the successor of this line, so their attitude is very amiable.

“Master of the Tang and Song Dynasties, but he was an expert in poetry, calligraphy and calligraphy in the Tang and Song Dynasties. He didn’t expect him to be so passionate about Shi Feng. It seems that Shi Feng has an extraordinary background!”

“These are the old seniors of the Antiques Association, and they have a pivotal position in China. Even the leaders have to give three points of face when they meet, but I never thought that Shi Feng has such a face!”

Seeing these old artists who are so passionate about Shi Feng, and the local bosses behind Shi Feng, their expressions changed.

For this alone, they had to admire Shi Feng.

Don’t you see, Hua Qianshan, standing next to Shi Feng, is the son of the Hua family, the largest family in Cangzhou, and a leader in the younger generation of calligraphy. They still look like a transparent person. These old artists are fundamentally He didn’t even look at him.

It was Xia Yuhan of the Xia family who got a handshake from Teacher Tang Song.

Hua Qianshan looked embarrassed, because he was very well recuperated, and generally did not lose his temper. At this time, he was a little bit envious and jealous.

It was enough to get the opportunity to communicate with Xia Yuhan alone. He didn’t expect that Shi Feng’s status in the minds of these old seniors was so high.

However, looking at the whole Cangzhou, he really hadn’t heard of a guy named Shi Feng.

Where did this kid come from?

In a daze, he saw Sun Jiankun enthusiastically holding Shi Feng’s hand.

“Shi Feng, you are right today. We have recently obtained a lot of calligraphy and paintings from the Tang and Song dynasties from overseas. You can study with the predecessors!”

Shi Feng smiled.

“Then I’m lucky.”

With that said, together with Xia Yuhan, along with the old seniors, came to the booth of the Tang and Song calligraphy and painting exhibition.

At this stall, there are portraits of people, landscape paintings of fish and birds, and copybooks of celebrities. As soon as they approached, the literati charm with a touch of vicissitudes of life came to the face.

“My God, this is… the calligraphy and painting of He Ji, the last emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, Song Huizong?”

Rao was the well-informed Xia Yuhan, looking at these calligraphy and painting, her eyes moved slightly, and a look of excitement flashed across her pretty face.

“Song Huizong, He Ji, is an interesting figure in history who is not good at managing the country. He has extremely high accomplishments in poetry, calligraphy and painting. If he is not the emperor, he is afraid to be an epoch-making calligrapher, painter and poet!”


Standing on the side, Hua Qianshan saw that he had finally reached what he was good at, and walked in front of Xia Yuhan to show off his literary self-cultivation.

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