"I make a wish: May the prices of the antique calligraphy and paintings I choose skyrocket a hundredfold!"
"Ding! Wish failed!"
"That's ninety times!"
"Ding! Wish failed!"
Until after saying fifty times.
"Ding! Wish successful!"
"A fifty-fold increase?" Lin Fan was very surprised. "You must know that when I went to buy rough jadeite, the system only allowed a twenty-fold increase, considering practical limitations. And now, there is actually a fifty-fold upper limit. This illustrates that the upper limit for antique calligraphy and paintings is higher!"
Lin Beifan felt like he was going to make a lot of money today. So, he looked at Angkor with a smile: "Brother Wu, are you sure these are the antique calligraphy and paintings you helped me choose?"
Angkor immediately reassured him: "Mr. Lin, buy them! You will never lose money if you do, trust me!"
"With your words, brother, I'm reassured!" Lin Beifan readily took out his bank card and made the purchase. In this way, the calligraphy and painting belonged to Lin Beifan.
At this time, an old man with white hair but a spirited demeanor walked in, supported by several people. When Fatty Wang saw the old man, he was pleasantly surprised: "Elder Sun, you're here!"
"You fat man, you're willing to take out good things today!" Old Sun laughed.
"Isn't this an expert?" Fatty Wang said with a smile.
Song Yuqing asked, "Who is this person?"
Fatty Wang immediately introduced: "His name is Sun Zhou, everyone calls him Old Sun, he is a big entrepreneur with a net worth of tens of billions, and he is also a very well-known big collector. He has many treasures at home!"
Fatty Wang said enthusiastically: "Old Sun, come and see, let me know what you think!"
At this time, the fat man was really too happy. Before his best friend asked him to sell it to Lin Beifan at a loss, he was very unhappy. Earning a penny less felt like digging meat from his heart, which was particularly distressing. But now, Old Sun came to his store. If the other party saw something and competed with Lin Beifan, he would lose a little less money. He might as well make money.
Old Sun ignored the attentive Fatty Wang but turned to look at the calligraphy and painting in Lin Beifan's hands, and said with a smile, "Young man, what did you buy? Can you please let me take a look?"
"Of course, there is no problem!" Lin Beifan handed over the copybook.
Mr. Sun was very professional. First, he put on a pair of gold-wire glasses, and then put on disposable gloves on both hands before taking Lin Beifan's copybook. Under the light, he looked at it seriously.
"Song Huizong's thin gold body... um! It's a pity that it's a waist piece!" Elder Sun shook his head.
He asked again, "Young man, how much did you pay for this copybook?"
Lin Beifan raised three fingers: "I spent 3 million!"
"3 million? Haha... You made a profit!" Mr. Sun laughed loudly: "Although this copybook is a waist piece, it was copied by an ancient calligrapher named Mr. Donglin! The other party is best at copying celebrity copybooks and can often reach the extent that it is indistinguishable from the real thing. He is relatively famous in the collection industry! You can make at least two or three million if you resell it!"
Lin Beifan and the others immediately became excited. "As soon as I resell it, I'll make two or three million, and I'll make a profit!"
"Money is so fast!"
Only Lin Beifan was more calm.
Old Sun's eyes were vicious: "Young man, you look so calm, did you see it earlier?"
Lin Beifan shook his head and pushed Angkor forward. "It wasn't me who saw it, it was my brother Wu who saw it! He had long discovered that this copybook is a waist-type copybook, and he also saw that it was Mr. Donglin's work, which is consistent with your view, Old Sir!"
Old Sun looked at Angkor in surprise and said with admiration: "I didn't expect there are still young people who understand this aspect, not bad!"
Lin Beifan also praised: "It's really good! My brother is not only excellent in ability but also has a good character. He has always been loyal to me and is one of the people I trust the most!"
"Elder Sun, President Lin, you have won the prize!" Angkor was overjoyed. He did this today, and he really got Lin Beifan's appreciation. This more than 2 million loss was worth it!
At this moment, Old Sun turned his head to look at Fatty Wang and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that a shrewd fat man like you would miss something like this!"
Fatty Wang smiled wryly: "Who can guarantee that he will not be caught off guard at times?"
"Makes sense!"
Old Sun continued to bow his head to appreciate the work.
"Wait! What is this?"
He seemed to have found something and looked closer.
After less than a moment, his tone became excited: "This is... this is a layered piece! This copybook has layers!"
"Elder Sun, what did you say?"
"Elder Sun, have you found anything?"
"Look!"
Old Sun excitedly pointed to a place in the copybook. "Just now, when I irradiated the light, there was a slight curl in this place, and there were some ghost images! Judging from my experience over the years, this painting has layers!"
"There are layers, and that means there could be... a picture-within-a-picture!"
"What is a picture-within-a-picture?" Everyone wondered.
Old Sun said excitedly: "In ancient times, wars often occurred, and people were displaced. Precious calligraphy and paintings were easily lost! Therefore, to protect calligraphy and paintings, those literati and calligraphers invented a method, and this method is picture-within-a-picture!"
"They would use fake paintings to cover and hide real paintings within the fake ones, so the real paintings would not be easily lost! And with the protection of the fake paintings, the real paintings could be easily preserved!"
This time, everyone understood. That is to say, the outer painting is fake, but the real painting may be hidden inside the fake painting.
Fatty Wang and Angkor suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Mr. Sun said to Lin Beifan excitedly: "Young man, I have a lot of research on picture-within-a-picture! I have this technique and can take out the picture-within-a-picture completely! I wonder if you would like me to try it out and see what's inside?"
"Elder Sun, please! I also want to see what's inside!" Lin Beifan laughed.
"Thank you, I'll do it now!" Old Sun couldn't wait to let people go home and get the tools.
After about 15 minutes, the tools came.
Old Sun used these tools to remove the picture-within-a-picture bit by bit.
After 20 minutes, the two paintings finally fell off slowly.
When everyone saw this picture-within-a-picture, they all took a deep breath.
"This is..."