C62 Acerbity
C62 Acerbity
The members of the panel took turns watching and whispering to each other from time to time.
Seeing how cautious the experts were, Lin Xiaoman was slightly agitated.
She thought to herself, maybe Qi Yunjie doesn't know anything about antiques. Perhaps the calligraphy and painting that he gave her was not only worth millions, but might even be worth tens of millions!
One had to know that the experts had only spent a few minutes to finish appraising the antiques, but they had never been this serious before.
After a while, an expert put down the calligraphy and painting. He looked at Lin Xiaoman and said:
"First of all, congratulations Miss Lin. This painting is indeed an old item …"
Listening to the experts say so.
Lin Xiaoman's pretentious and noble spirit was back.
She looked at the expert and said proudly:
"Of course it's an antique! Could it be that I, Lin Xiaoman, can take out a fake for you to appraise? I can't afford to disgrace that person … "
As he said that, he turned around to see that Su Ming and Jiang Yixue had not left. She immediately added:
"I'm not like some people! He was clearly a beggar, but he didn't have a single cent. Yet, he had to dig his way into the antique circles. It's not a disgrace, hmph! "
With that, he rolled his eyes at Su Ming.
And then he said to the expert,
"Then you guys can give me an estimate. If it's about the same, then I'll sell it." I don't know anything about antiques. It would be better to just collect more bags and shoes... "
As he said that, he turned his body, looking extremely beautiful.
Qi Huairen, who was on the side, stared with his eyes wide open.
The expert took another look at the painting and said to Lin Xiaoman with a smile.
"Miss Lin, based on the agreement of our panel of experts, the estimate for this painting is …"
As he spoke, the expert extended three fingers.
Before the experts could say out the numbers, Lin Xiaoman anxiously said,
"30 million?"
The expert was stunned.
Seeing that the expert's expression had changed, she was slightly disappointed and immediately corrected her words.
"Three million?"
It was acceptable for Lin Xiaoman to sell it for three million. At least enough for her to squander for a while.
The expert looked even more embarrassed. Lin Xiaoman panicked and immediately asked,
"Just how many is it? Hurry up and tell me!"
She was still complaining about the others, but in reality, she had interrupted the experts several times, making them unable to speak.
Only then did the expert say:
"Our estimate is three thousand, not ten thousand!"
The words of the experts shocked all the onlookers.
They all thought that Lin Xiaoman's painting was definitely not cheap. After all, she came from one of the Four Great Clans. But he never would have imagined that it was only worth three thousand yuan.
One had to know that even the most reputable painters were worth more than this.
Lin Xiaoman's mouth was wide open in disbelief.
But soon, her temper flared up and she said to the expert in dissatisfaction,
"Do you all understand? You even said that it was an old item, how could it be worth three thousand? "
In Lin Xiaoman's eyes. An antique is worth millions.
Unbeknownst to you, many antiques are of low value because of their art, or because they exist more often. Not worth anything at all. There were even some so-called antiques that could be bought for a few hundred yuan.
Seeing Lin Xiaoman's exasperated look, the expert immediately explained:
"Miss Lin, this is indeed an old item. However, not all old items could come up with a good price. Your calligraphy and painting were from the Republic of China era. Moreover, this author was not famous at all. The way he looked at the painting, the way he drew the ink, the composition, and the artistic conception were all very ordinary. Even worse. This should be an masterpiece by the author when he was learning painting! "
"Huh?"
Lin Xiaoman's jaw dropped. She was completely dumbfounded.
She secretly hated Mr. Qi in her heart. [This bastard actually lied to me in order to trick me into going to bed.
Seeing that Lin Xiaoman did not say anything, the expert continued:
"The reason why we offer the price of 3000 is because the painting scroll and the silkworm are both in the early Republic of China, so the items are not bad. It was still possible to take them down and frame other paintings. However, there was no need for Miss Lin to get too angry. If this painting were to be released for a few decades, it would definitely become a painting. "It will also increase in value. At that time, I can sell it for at least $120,000 …"
The expert was speaking the truth. However, the surrounding people could not help but burst into laughter.
What was this crap? It would have to wait dozens of years before it could be sold for 120,000 yuan. Who even wanted him to do that!?
Lin Xiaoman was extremely embarrassed. She felt that she had lost all her face today.
She grabbed the calligraphy and paintings on the table and said in dissatisfaction,
"I still have it? Wait until it rises to 120,000? That's not even enough for a meal! I don't want it anymore, I'll tear it apart now! "
As she spoke, Lin Xiaoman started to tear the painting.
Before he could move, he heard Su Ming casually say with a mischievous smile:
"Don't be in such a hurry. It's such a pity that such a good item has been destroyed. Keep it safe!"
Lin Xiaoman felt even more embarrassed when she saw Su Ming, whom she despised the most, come and ridicule her.
She stared at Su Ming and cursed:
"You stinking beggar, you still want to insult me?" Can you not say this thing? Here, I'll sell it to you! Can you afford it? Look at your poverty-stricken look, you can't even buy what I'm tearing! If you didn't rely on women, you wouldn't even be able to eat. "You will starve to death on the streets, and the wild dogs will gnaw at your bones …"
Lin Xiaoman's words were sarcastic and sarcastic at the same time.
Even the bystanders found it hard to listen to him.
Su Ming didn't really care and continued to laugh. Asked Lin Xiaoman,
"Alright then. Tell me, how much are you selling it for? I'll buy it …"
Lin Xiaoman sneered.
"You want to buy? Good! I sold it for a hundred thousand yuan. Take the money, if you can't take out the hundred thousand dollars. Just crawl out of this door for me … "
Lin Xiaoman was sure that Su Ming was a pauper.
However, when she saw Jiang Yixue standing beside Su Ming, she immediately added:
"Other people paying on your behalf doesn't count. After all, you are a person who has a soft spot. "Maybe there's a slut that's willing to spend money for a good-for-nothing like you …"
Lin Xiaoman's sarcasm did not anger Su Ming. Instead, he laughed and said:
"Alright, it's a deal then. I'll take this hundred thousand yuan and hit your rotten mouth!"
Lin Xiaoman, on the other hand, did not mind at all.
Su Ming took out a hundred thousand, so she'll give the painting to him. After all, this shitty thing was only worth three thousand yuan.
If Su Ming couldn't take it out, he would have to crawl out of the door. He was also venting his anger.
Just as Su Ming finished his sentence, he saw a middle-aged man, who had been watching the show, suddenly say to Su Ming with a smile.
"Little brother, why do you have to be so angry? No matter how rich you are, this is not how you do things!"
The middle-aged man did advise Su Ming kindly.
Before Su Ming could say anything, Jiang Yixue turned around and immediately said politely to the middle-aged man:
"Mr. Zhong, it turns out that you are here as well …"