"Such a big pearl, and a natural freshwater pearl, may be worth millions." At the same time, Yu Feibai smiled and said: "It seems that Wu Zixiong is really impartial."

"This is also thanks to your blessing." Wang Guan said with a smile: "I can be regarded as a fox pretending to be a tiger. Otherwise, these two precious gifts should have been given to you."

"If you don't like it, you can give it to me." Yu Feibai pointed out: "A seven-cent pearl and an eight-cent treasure. Such a large natural freshwater pearl. In an era when cultured pearls are rampant and natural pearls are scarce, it is a good choice.

A beautiful weapon."

Automatically blocking other meanings in Yu Fei's vernacular, Wang Guan smiled and said: "You can have pearls, but you have to exchange them for jade Ruyi."

"Forget it." Yu Feibai quickly shook his head. In his opinion, no matter how big or good the pearls are, they can only be used to give to beautiful women to please them. But jade Ruyi can be played with for a lifetime and passed down.

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Moreover, it is certain that after a few decades, the value of jade Ruyi will be higher, while the value of pearls will either remain unchanged or decrease. After all, the term "golden pearls with old age" does not only refer to the eyes. Pearls too

In this way, it will lose its luster after being stored for a long time, affecting its value.

"up to you."

Wang Guan didn't force it. After putting away the pearl, he asked with a smile: "By the way, has your ban been lifted?"

"Of course it's over. I've been bored for several days and almost suffocated me to death." Yu Feibai sighed, then asked: "Why, is there any good place to go?"

"The day after tomorrow is the auction." Wang Guan explained: "Now, it's time to go to Mr. Huang. Get back the Wen Tong Mo Bamboo Picture and give it to Zhengyaxuan for safekeeping."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly." Yu Feibai couldn't wait to say, urging him quickly. Looking at the situation, it really sounded like "after being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature".

"Then let's go." Wang Guan said, and Yu Feibai went out and drove away.

Soon after, the two came to the door of Mr. Huang's house. Since they had already greeted them in advance, they rang the doorbell and the nanny came out to open the door and took them to the studio on the second floor.

"Huang Lao!" Wang Guan knocked on the door and called.

At this time, Mr. Huang was in the studio, looking down at Wen Tong's ink bamboo paintings. When he saw the two coming, he immediately smiled and warmly received them.

"Wang Guan, the things have been reframed. Come and take a look." Mr. Huang said with a smile: "If you are not satisfied with anything, just bring it up and I will try my best to modify it."

"I definitely believe in Mr. Huang's craftsmanship. The framed pictures are absolutely perfect without any flaws." Wang Guan said with a smile. He also walked closer to the desk and looked at it carefully.

Different from the last time I saw it, the Wen Tong Mo Bamboo Picture at this time has been reframed using the best materials. It looks very grand, but has a strong ancient style.

If someone who doesn't know the inside story looks at this picture, he will definitely feel that the picture is handed down from ancient times. It has not been damaged during the period and has always been intact. It has not been reframed or modified.

Therefore, Wang Guan was also a little confused. Logically speaking, the reframed pictures should be full of freshness, not talking about the heart of the painting, but only the outer layer. How could it be full of antique charm?

At the same time, Mr. Huang seemed to have seen Wang Guan's thoughts, and explained with a chuckle: "Framing is an art, mounting new with new, and mounting old with new, that is the most basic method. However, the most brilliant method

The technique is to frame the old with the old.”

"The materials I chose to reframe are all from the same era as this ink bamboo painting. When paired with the painting itself, it naturally fits perfectly."

Speaking of this, Mr. Huang also felt a bit proud: "I'm not boasting, as long as I don't uncover the painting or meet a colleague who is as experienced as me. Even if the painting is taken to a specialized agency for inspection, I'm afraid it will be difficult to detect it.

When it came out, the picture had gone through the process of being reframed.”

"It's so perfect."

At this time, Yu Feibai sighed: "Huang Lao, your craftsmanship is definitely the best in the world."

"I am ashamed to say this." Mr. Huang shook his head and said with a smile: "Not to mention hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the people, even some painting and calligraphy restoration experts from the Palace Museum can easily do this."

"Old Huang is so humble."

Anyway, since the experts from the Forbidden City were not here, Yu Feibai was not afraid that they would hear him. He kept praising Mr. Huang, which made him feel embarrassed and very comfortable.

Naturally, everyone likes to hear good words, and Mr. Huang also has the ability to match the good words, so he is not just flattering.

After chatting for a while, Wang Guandao understood the purpose of his visit. Huang Lao was also happy, rolled up the ink bamboo picture, tied it up, put it in a long tube, and handed it back to Wang Guan.

Wang Guan naturally thanked him profusely and said goodbye to Mr. Huang without waiting for long.

Of course, before leaving, Wang Guan also left a bank check in the amount of 100,000 yuan. Mr. Huang didn't read it and handed it directly to the nanny, and then sent the two of them out as gifts.

After saying goodbye, Wang Guan drove slowly to the street and suddenly asked: "Fei Bai, where is Zhengya Xuan?"

"you ask me?"

Yu Feibai was stunned, scratched his head and said, "But, I don't know either."

For a moment, the two of them looked at each other and were dumbfounded. Only then did they realize that they had been in Sichuan for so long and had never been to Zhengyaxuan, nor did they know the specific address.

"Call Zhao Qian." Wang Guan said helplessly, "I hope he doesn't mind." After all, they are now considered a cooperative relationship, but they don't even know where his office is, so it doesn't make sense.

However, after Zhao Qian received the call, he was very happy and quickly explained the address and even sent a car to pick them up.

Wang Guan quickly refused, and then followed the main road, twisting and turning, and finally arrived at Zhengyaxuan.

After arriving here, Wang Guan finally understood why Zhao Qian was so confident and confident that he could make Zhengyaxuan bigger and stronger. It was just a branch in the capital of Shu, but it occupied the third floor of a large commercial building.

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The first floor is the auction venue, the second floor is the store, and the third floor is the general office area.

Under the guidance of Zhao Qian, Wang Guan and Yu Feibai visited the floors one by one, and finally came to the living room on the third floor and sat down to rest.

"Mr. Wang, how are you?" Zhao Qian said with a smile: "Zhengyaxuan did not disappoint you."

"Unexpectedly." Wang Guan admitted honestly: "I thought that Zhengyaxuan was just building a basic structure at this initial stage. Unexpectedly, the building has been completely built."

"Haha, this is the business philosophy of our Zhengyaxuan." Zhao Qian said: "We must let customers know the strength of our Zhengyaxuan and our confidence in long-term development."

"Not bad." Wang Guan nodded lightly.

Nowadays, we are no longer afraid of the dark alleys. Why do some large domestic companies frequently place advertisements? This is no longer to increase their popularity, but to release a signal to the public that the company's operating conditions are good.

If one day, the advertisement of this company disappears from the TV network and newspapers, then everyone should wonder whether this company is in trouble? Is there something wrong with the boss? Is it poorly managed? Is it facing bankruptcy?

Wait, a series of rumors and negative information will spread quickly. Then, if the response is not handled properly, the company may really go bankrupt.

On the contrary, if the hardware of a newly established company is very good, everyone will subconsciously feel that the company's software should also keep up, and a sense of trust will naturally arise.

Zhengyaxuan is like this. It rents the three-story space of the commercial building generously and holds the auction with great fanfare. It actively publicizes and expands its influence. As long as it keeps going and there are no unexpected situations or serious blows, then Shu

Zhengyaxuan will definitely have a place in the city's antique market share.

Realizing this, Wang Guan also looked forward to this auction a little more.

"By the way, this is Wen Tong's ink bamboo painting."

At the same time, Wang Guan handed the long tube in his hand to Zhao Qian and said with a smile: "Check it and go through the handover procedures. The thing will be officially entrusted to Zhengyaxuan."

"good."

This was what Zhao Qian was waiting for. Zhao Qian nodded quickly, put the things on the case, and hurriedly called the experts.

After all, it involves a commission of nearly ten million yuan, so we have to act with caution.

Soon after, seven or eight experts working in Zhengyaxuan came over one after another. The leader was an old man in his sixties, with bright eyes and a very sharp mind. It was obvious at a glance that he was an experienced appraiser.

After the expert team arrived, they ignored Zhao Qian, Wang Guan, and Yu Feibai. They gathered around the desk, took out the ink bamboo pictures, unfolded them carefully, and observed them intently.

These people divide the work and cooperate, some are responsible for identifying paper, some are observing the ink bamboo patterns, some are looking at the seals...

Ten minutes passed, and these people were still concentrating on their research.

Wang Guan and Yu Feibai didn't care. Anyway, they usually looked at things like this. However, Zhao Qian was afraid that the two of them would get bored waiting, so he quickly asked: "Mr. Zhuang, have you finished the appraisal?"

"No hurries."

The old expert frowned and said: "Appraisal is not child's play. How can we do it quickly? Let's take a look again and make sure we don't make a mistake. Otherwise, we will lose not only Zhengyaxuan's interests, but also our reputation."

"Okay, okay...just take your time and watch, I won't disturb you anymore."

Zhao Qian was a little embarrassed and stepped aside, explaining in a low voice: "Mr. Zhuang is a researcher at the Palace Museum. He originally worked at the headquarters. However, the higher-ups attach great importance to this auction, so they specially invited him to come and take charge."

"Such a background." Yu Feibai said with great interest: "Then, I'll have to ask him for advice later."

"Yes." Wang Guan nodded and said with a smile: "We are not in a hurry anyway, just sit down and wait."

Yu Feibai didn't care and sat back with Wang Guan.

Zhao Qian found it rare for them to be so reasonable, so he quickly called for tea.

After another ten minutes or so, the expert group finally finished reading and gathered together to softly exchange opinions.

Finally, Mr. Zhuang stood up and concluded: "After our research, this ink bamboo painting is indeed the original work of Wen Tongwen and Ke. However, there is a little problem..."

"what is the problem?"

When Zhao Qian heard this, he became anxious and asked questions quickly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!