The super crazy son-in-law of the stunning CEO

Chapter 49 Hong County Poetry Volume

Li Fei smiled and said, "Of course I'm sure, I've written down the dosage on the prescription, and there's no way I'm going to lie to you."

Ye Ziwen waved his hands, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay! I, Ye Ziwen, really regard you as a friend, Li Fei, and this half of the blood tree ganoderma will be given to you. You can give it to whoever you want, and it has nothing to do with me."

Li Fei smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "Then thank you, Mr. Ye. Brother Huang Mao, you can give half of it to this old gentleman."

After hearing Li Fei's words, Xie Xiaoyao said excitedly: "Little brother, I am lucky to meet you today. Dare I ask what your name is? We can make friends. If we come to Qingchuan City, I will treat you very kindly." Treat."

Li Fei waved his hand and said quickly, "Old man, you can just call me Li Fei, but if you want to thank Ye Ziwen, Mr. Ye, he bought it."

"Anyway, thank you both. If I need to thank Xiaoyao in the future, I will definitely keep this favor in mind."

Ye Ziwen waved his hand and said, "Okay, old man, Qingchuan is so far away, it's not a question whether we can go or not. We'll go first after we take the Ganoderma lucidum."

Saying goodbye to Xie Xiaoyao, and walking on Antique Street, Ye Ziwen said suddenly: "Brother Li Fei, I haven't found out before that you have a good heart, but in this society, good intentions will be rewarded."

Li Fei smiled, but did not speak.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a large group of people gathered at the end of the Antique Street in Dudu. Ye Ziwen suddenly became interested, and rushed forward and said, "Let's go and have a look."

With the help of Huang Mao and the others, Ye Ziwen and Li Fei quickly squeezed into the crowd.

Taking a closer look, Li Fei saw, in the middle of the crowd, a girl in her twenties, holding a calligraphy-like scroll in her arms, and in front of her was a middle-aged man in his 40s, smiling. The girl said something to her, the girl was a little scared, and many people gathered around to watch.

"Little sister, take it out and let everyone have a look, and I won't snatch you, don't you think?"

The girl hesitated and never took out the scroll.

"Take it out and have a look, little girl."

"That is, if they can, they will buy it for you, don't you think?"

The people next to him started booing.

Unable to hold back the noisy crowd, the girl hesitated for a while, but slowly let go of her hand.

The moment she was about to let go of her hand completely, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed the scroll by taking advantage of her unpreparedness.

The girl was startled, Li Fei was ready to rush forward when he saw this.

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "Don't be afraid, let's take a look, if your word is really valuable, I will buy it for you, how about it?"

The girl nodded after hearing this, but her eyes never left the scroll for a moment.

The middle-aged man slowly spread the scroll out of his hands. The scroll was more than one meter long.

After carefully looking at the calligraphy and painting, and then at the inscription, the middle-aged man said in surprise, "Mi Fu? Is this Mi Fu's Hongxian poetry volume?"

The girl nodded, and said to the middle-aged man: "I told you just now, this is a good thing, who knew you were going to get it right now?"

"Mi Fu's Hongxian Poetry Volume?" Several older people in the crowd quickly surrounded them.

Several people looked at the poem volume, and the middle-aged man also looked at it carefully.

After a while, the middle-aged man said: "Little girl, how much did you say you want to sell this scroll?"

"Fifty thousand!" The girl said directly: "This is a treasure left by our family. If it wasn't for my mother's medical treatment, I would never sell it."

"Fifty thousand?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise, "Is this Mi Fu's authentic work? Don't use fake products to fool people. Let me tell you, I am a frequent visitor to this antique street. Don't try to lie to me." .”

The girl gritted her teeth and said confidently: "Of course it is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask these experts present."

Sure enough, the middle-aged man handed the scrolls to the nearby elders, and asked, "Everyone help me to see, is this Mi Fu's Hong County poem scroll?"

Several curious people surrounded it, and Li Fei followed suit, wanting to see the so-called ancient painting of names.

Ye Ziwen shook his head helplessly and smiled faintly, obviously not interested in these things.

Li Fei was rather interested. Although he didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting, the words flowed smoothly and looked very pleasing to the eye. Although it was a bit old, since it was left over from ancient times, it was also a normal phenomenon.

A few old men wore glasses and looked left and right, and began to discuss: "Although the calligraphy and painting look a bit yellowish, the running script is strong and powerful, and it looks good."

"That's right, the characters are written in one go, and it doesn't look like a fake. Looking at the scroll, although it is old, it is still well preserved. It should be the authentic work of Mi Fu's Hongxian poetry scroll."

Hearing the words of the old men, the middle-aged man showed a sly look on his face, and suddenly he laughed and said: "Little girl, you don't look like a liar, so how about it, I will accept your calligraphy and painting."

The girl smiled with satisfaction after hearing this, "Then take the money, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

The middle-aged man put away the calligraphy and painting, held them in his hands, and said with a treacherous smile: "Little girl, since your mother is ill, you must be in a hurry to spend money, so I won't bargain with you. 1 How about I give you [-] yuan in cash directly?"

The girl frowned, and said quickly: "No, fifty thousand is already cheap for you. If I wasn't in a hurry to spend the money, I wouldn't have sold it."

After the girl finished speaking, she wanted to reach out to get back her calligraphy and painting.

But the middle-aged man put his hands behind him, put the calligraphy and painting behind him, and said with a proud smile: "The calligraphy and painting are in my hands now, and they already belong to me. I will give you the money now. Don't cheat." .”

The middle-aged man made an inch of his head, but he actually filed a complaint against the villain first. Li Fei became more and more angry when he saw it.

He was about to go forward, but Ye Ziwen grabbed him.

"Brother Li Fei, remember what I told you just now? Don't meddle in your own business!"

Li Fei gritted his teeth, and was hesitating for a while, when he saw the middle-aged man had already taken out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, trying to force them into the girl's hands.

"Hey... why are you like this?"

"That's right, if they don't sell it, why are you buying and selling it?"

There were grievances from the crowd.

The middle-aged man looked at the crowd viciously, and shouted: "It's none of your business, if you have the ability, whoever pays to take it away."

As soon as his words fell, no one in the crowd dared to speak anymore.

Perhaps the middle-aged man couldn't resist the little girl's entanglement, so he took out another wad of money from his pocket and said, "Little girl, the quality of your calligraphy and painting is not good, and it has turned yellow and old. It's because of your mother's illness." , don’t say I’m inhumane, I’ll add another ten thousand to you, what do you think?”