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n296 I’ll Do It

nAt this moment, Wang Baiming suddenly said, “You guys have to hurry up. There are only 20 minutes left for this match.”

nZhong Ling’er couldn’t be bothered to argue with Lu Xiaoya anymore. She turned to look at Kong Liancheng and said, “Let’s hurry up and choose.”

nKong Liancheng’s gaze swept across the stall. “The waters in the antique trade are deep, especially calligraphy and paintings. There are too many counterfeits. Therefore, we must be careful and not be too hasty.”

nZhong Ling’er was an impetuous person, and she couldn’t wait to take a painting from the stall and finish her business.

nBut since Kong Liancheng had said so, she could only follow his orders.

nAt the same time, she kept an eye on Lu Xiaoya’s situation.

nLu Xiaoya was also a little anxious. “Ye Feng, what should we do now?”

nYe Feng only casually glanced at a few stalls nearby.

nHe seemed to be careless.

nIn fact, he had already activated the system’s in-depth scanning function and scanned all the calligraphy and paintings on the stalls.

nHe already knew which was the real one and which was the fake one.

nHowever, he still pretended to be casual. “Don’t worry. Go buy two bottles of water first. I’m a little thirsty.”

nLu Xiaoya was speechless.

nWhat kind of situation was this? You still have the mood to drink water?

nAlthough she was cursing in her heart.

nAfter all, she was the one who had invited him to help.

nRegardless of whether he could help, she couldn’t treat him badly.

nLu Xiaoya had no choice but to reply and look around for the supermarket.

nThis back and forth delayed her for nearly ten minutes.

nWhen she came back from buying water, she almost exploded in anger.

nYe Feng had, from who knew, where borrowed a rocking chair.

nAt this moment, he was lying under the shade, leisurely enjoying the cool air.

nOn the other hand, Zhong Ling’er and Kong Liancheng had already roughly chosen a few paintings and entered the final stage of selection.

nLu Xiaoya was furious.

nShe quickly walked over and threw two bottles of ice water at him. “Why aren’t you helping me pick out the calligraphy and paintings instead of enjoying the cool air here?”

nYe Feng opened a bottle of water and drank two big gulps. “Don’t be impatient, we still have time.”

nLu Xiaoya was so angry that she was about to cry. “There are less than ten minutes left now. If you miss it, you lose.”

nYe Feng stood up unhurriedly. “Ten minutes is enough. Come, have some water first.”

nAs he said that, he even considerately helped her to open it.

nLu Xiaoya didn’t take it. She turned around and walked to the calligraphy and painting stall to choose.

nAlthough she didn’t study calligraphy and painting, and she couldn’t understand it at all, she didn’t want to admit defeat just like that.

nAt this moment, they suddenly heard Kong Liancheng’s voice. “I’ve already chosen.”

nYe Feng and Lu Xiaoya looked over.

nKong Liancheng held a landscape painting in his hand, his face full of confidence.

nWang Baiming nodded. “Twenty-two minutes. Not bad.”

nKong Liancheng handed the landscape painting over. “Uncle Wang, this painting cost 200,000 yuan. Please judge and see if it’s worth the money.”

nWang Baiming immediately walked to the painting with his hands behind his back and observed it carefully.

nLu Xiaoya had also stopped what she was doing and looked at Uncle Wang’s face nervously.

nZhong Ling’er was also a little nervous, and she kept pacing back and forth.

nWang Baiming looked very carefully, not missing a single detail.

nAfter a full five minutes, he slowly raised his head and looked at Kong Liancheng.

nHis eyes revealed a look of shock.

n“Uncle Wang, is this painting real or fake?”

nZhong Ling’er couldn’t wait to ask.

nLu Xiaoya was also very nervous, her eyes fixed on Wang Baiming.

nHowever, Kong Liancheng’s expression was calm, as if it was none of his business.

nWang Baiming nodded his head in appreciation. “You are indeed Master Mei’s proud disciple. Mr. Kong’s eyes are really good. This painting is indeed the authentic work of Master Hongshan.”

nHearing this, Zhong Ling’er was overjoyed.

nShe hurriedly high-fived Kong Liancheng.

nLu Xiaoya hurriedly asked, “Uncle Wang, who is this Master Hongshan? Why haven’t I heard of it before?”

nWang Baiming touched a strand of his beard.

n“Master Hongshan is a calligrapher from Zhonghai. He was very famous in the calligraphy world in his early years. Later, he became a monk at Hongshan Temple. People call him Master Hongshan. This landscape painting was his work in his early years…”

nZhong Ling’er wasn’t interested in this and hurriedly interrupted, “Uncle Wang, how much is this painting worth?”

nWang Baiming pondered for a moment.

n“As far as I know, Master Hongshan’s works have been very popular in recent years. This painting is the work of his skillful technique, and the size is so big, which is very rare. A conservative estimate would be at least 500,000.”

nThe moment he said that…

nEveryone present exclaimed.

n“Oh my god, she spent 200,000 yuan to buy it, and it’s sold for 500,000 yuan? You can make 300,000 yuan by reselling it?”

n“Isn’t this money too easy to earn? It’s like a strong wind blew over. No one else can do it.”

n“Who asked him to have the ability to pick up the leftovers? If you don’t know what’s good for you, you won’t be able to recognize it even if it’s right in front of you.”

n“That’s true. This young man looks like he’s in his thirties. I didn’t expect him to have such good taste.”

n“He’s really young and promising. If we can get to know such a master, we will definitely make a fortune!”

n“Handsome, can I get to know you?”

n“…”

nThe people who were watching the show all looked at Kong Liancheng eagerly.

nClearly, they were treating him as the God of Fortune.

nZhong Ling’er also jumped up in joy.

nAlthough 500,000 yuan was nothing to her family, it allowed her to have a huge advantage in the match against Lu Xiaoya.

nThinking of this, she immediately looked at Lu Xiaoya with a smug look.

nKong Liancheng also revealed a provocative smile toward Ye Feng.

nThe time was almost up.

nYe Feng and Lu Xiaoya, on the other hand, made no progress at all.

nWere they going to surrender?

nLu Xiaoya looked at the time. There were only three minutes left.

nThere was no time to choose.

nForget it, I’ll leave it to fate.

nImmediately, she picked up a painting from the stall to hand in her task.

nAt this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

nShe looked up.

nYe Feng had a faint smile on his face. “I’ll do it.”

nThe sun shone from behind him.

nIt was as if he was plated with a layer of gold.

nHe was like a savior!

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