Xia Ruo did not expect this fellow to value inheritance so much.
She waved her hand indifferently, "It's alright, there are a lot of paintings of my family, it doesn't matter if you take a pair and sell it."
"Don't sell it!" Feng Yan said disapprovingly, "You can show your family heritage. If you sell it, it will be impossible to redeem it later."
Xia Ruo was speechless, "This is what I drew!"
Feng Yan glanced at Xia Ruo, "You drew it? Stop teasing!"
This painting seems to have a history of thousands of years, how could it be painted?
Xia Ruo glared at him: "Just ask you one question, will you help me sell it? If you don't help me sell it myself, you can take nutritional supplements from tomorrow, I still have a lot of stock."
Feng Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why don't you listen to advice like this woman? If you regret it in the future, don't look for me!"
There are too few ancient paintings with such charm now, and there is no shortage of buyers, but they will definitely not be redeemed in the future.
Xia Ruo pulled over the painting in his hand, rolled it up and put it in his arms, "Don't be too long-winded, you can deal with it quickly."
Feng Yan had a black line, "Women should be gentle!"
"The old lady is a tigress, what's wrong?" Xia Ruohuan hummed while holding her hands.
Feng Yan hugged the painting and got up, "Where are you a tigress, you are clearly a female tyrannosaurus!"
Xia Ruo's face darkened, and she smashed the pillow next to her, "Bastard! Get out!"
Feng Yan dodged and raised his hand, "Okay, tigress, I'm afraid of you!"
Then he hugged the painting, opened the door and ran away.
Xia Ruo hummed a little tune and went into the kitchen to make dessert.
Feng Yan originally wanted to find a high-end auction house to ask for a price after he went out, but he received a call from the old man, and he drove the hover car back to the old house.
The housekeeper was waiting at the door, "Master, you're back!"
Feng Yan asked, "Where's Grandpa?"
"Master is waiting for you in the study." The housekeeper said respectfully.
In the study, a sturdy man in his fifties was writing calligraphy.
"Grandpa!" Feng Yan walked in.
The old man just finished the last payment, looked up at him and asked, "What are you holding?"
Feng Yan replied: "An ancient painting that a friend asked me to help sell."
The old man suddenly became interested, "Ancient painting? Bring it to me!"
Feng Yan said defensively: "Grandpa, this is for a friend to sell."
The old man glared at him, "I know, can I still eat it?"
Feng Yan then handed over the painting, "Return it to me!"
His grandfather was sometimes a robber, and the older he got, the older he became.
"Stinky boy, am I still greedy for this?" The old man blew his beard.
After taking over the painting and unfolding it, the originally casual eyes showed a surprising color, and slowly tasted, "This is the four gentlemen of the ancient earth period, plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. It's well presented, and with these four inscription poems, it's simply wonderful!"
He patted his thigh, "Good painting!"
The old man usually likes the calligraphy and painting of the ancient earth period. He often splashes ink in his spare time, and he also collects good ancient characters and paintings when he sees them.
"That's right, don't even look at his friend's painting!" Feng Yan smiled proudly.
The old man watched it for a while obsessively, and hugged the scroll tightly, "It's confiscated!"
"..." Feng Yan instantly emphasized with a black face, "Grandpa, this is what someone asked me to help sell on behalf of."
The old man touched the beard that he had just grown and said with a smile: "I know! It's not for sale, and I'm not good at winning people's love. Since I ask you to help sell it, then you can't buy it!"
Feng Yan regretted coming to the old house with the painting, gritted his teeth and said, "My account has been frozen and I have no money!"
I'm sorry, I just took the time to write this after I was out with my friends today~~~ Thank you for the tips and votes~~