soon!

Lu Shaocong sent someone to send Mobao to the Qin family.

It happened that Qin Heng and Wang Yun were not at home.

Qin Heng's 80-year-old father Qin Handong fell at home to water the flowers.

Although Qin and Handong are older, they are still in good spirits.

He heard that someone gave his son a gift, so he accepted it on his behalf.

After he accepted it, he opened it in the living room and looked at it.

However, he did not study much about calligraphy and could not distinguish the authenticity of calligraphy?

So he called Huang San, the passing housekeeper, over.

"Huang San, this calligraphy was just given to Qin Heng, saying it was given to him by his students."

"I can't tell whether this calligraphy is good or bad, please show it to me?"

Huang San looked at the calligraphy seriously, then frowned and shook his head and said, "Whether this book is paper, ink, calligraphy, or seal, it seems to be fine, but it should be fake."

Qin Handong opened his eyes wide: "Since there seems to be no problem in all aspects, why is it fake?"

Huang San smiled and said, "Old Master!"

"Because the original calligraphy of Master Wu's masterpiece Qianqiu has always been collected by Mr. Xiang, the chief assistant of the cabinet."

"The original work is with Mr. Xiang, so this picture is naturally fake."

Qin Handong was stunned: "Then it's fake."

Huang San smiled and said, "Old Master, I think it's probably fake."

"How about you go find someone to appraise."

Qin Handong was idle and was a little angry that others gave gifts and fakes, so he took Huang San out with his calligraphy and went to the antique street to find someone to appraise.

Qin Handong found a personal appraisal in Antique Street.

The result was fake, because the authentic product was hung in Xiang Ge Lao's study, which must be a high-quality imitation.

The mustache who helped the identification was still circling and said to Qin Handong: "Old man, although you are a high-quality imitation, you are a good imitation. I am willing to buy it for 3,000 yuan. How about it?"

Qin Handong was angry that someone gave his son a fake, and he thought that since the calligraphy was fake, it would be useless to keep it. It would be good to sell it for 3,000 yuan.

So he agreed to sell Mobao to Xiaowang.

Xiaomoustache gave the money, took the mobao, and ran away in a flash.

Qin Handong took Huang San home and happened to meet Qin Heng and Wang Yun back from outside.

Qin Handong directly told Qin Heng about the incident, and Wang Yun said.

After saying that, he said angrily: "Your student actually gave you a fake, it's so outrageous."

Qin Heng and Wang Yun were shocked and suspicious.

Qin Heng asked quickly: "Dad, which student of mine gave me a gift?"

Qin and Han host: "Only speaking, the surname Chen, not the name."

Wang Yun lost his voice: "Chen Ning!"

Qin Heng also slapped his head and said depressedly: "Dad, you are so confused. Other people give me gifts. I still believe that there are fakes, but Chen Ning is absolutely impossible to give me fakes."

really!

Chen Ning has the military rank of young marshal and the position is Grand Commander-in-chief.

I thought Chen Ning's status would never be able to give fakes as gifts.

Besides, Chen Ning is Qin Heng's favorite student. Chen Ning must be very attentive to the gift given to his mentor and there is no possibility of any mistakes.

In addition, Chen Ning came from a wealthy family and was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

How could Chen Ning be so foolish? I would give him a fake to his mentor!

Qin Handong was also stunned when he heard this.

He asked in a trembling voice: "I sold that calligraphy. I sold it for 3,000 yuan. If it is true, how much is it worth?"

Wang Yun said: "Mr. Wu's calligraphy is priced at auction houses. This calligraphy is his peak work. Even Mr. Xiang has collected it. It can be described as priceless."

"If you really want to say the price, then I guess it's worth at least 80 million!"

Eighty million!

Qin Handong heard this and his blood pressure soared and he almost fell into a coma.

The thing worth 80 million was sold by him for 3,000 yuan.

Qin Heng and Wang Yun quickly supported the old man and asked nervously: "Dad, are you okay?"

Qin Handong's chest was rising and falling rapidly, as if he was so anxious that he could not breathe. He said with difficulty: "Huang San, hurry up, go find the mustache and buy our paintings back."

Huang San wanted to cry without tears: "Old man, that little beard is the person we looked for on the antique street. He has no stall or shop, and we don't even know his name."

"Now he probably ran away long ago, how can we find him?"

When Qin Handong heard this, he regretted and anxious, and blamed himself too much, and his eyes turned dark and he fainted on the spot.

Qin Heng and others were panicked: "Dad?"

"Hurry, take dad to the hospital!"
Chapter completed!