Chapter 161 Blood Mutton-Fat Jade (2/2)

Guo Feng, who had been silent for a long time, said, ”Mr. Qin really has a unique eye. Some time ago, he found the Xuande Censor which had been lost for many years in an iron-cast incense censor. His appreciation ability is above ours.”

Seeing two big men stand up to support Qin Haodong, Lin Pingchao opened his mouth, but said nothing. The fact was the dazzling blood red lines on the pieces of Jade Buddha statue proved to everyone that this was a blood mutton-fat jade. Qin Haodong did not say anything wrong.

Lin Xiaotian's face became gloomy. Today was his 80th birthday. But if Qin Haodong hadn't discovered the secret of this blood mutton-fat jade, he might die in three days.

He asked, ”Haodong, how should these broken jades be handled?”

At this time, the old man's address to Qin Haodong was much closer, and with a little respect. At the same time, his remark was tantamount to defining the nature of the Jade Buddha statue. That was a blood mutton-fat jade.

Qin Haodong said, ”This harmful thing must be smashed and buried deeply, otherwise it will harm others.”

Lin Xiaotian nodded, and called two family members and said, ”Go and get rid of these things. Remember to smash them to pieces and bury them deeply.”

The two family members nodded, gathered up all the pieces of jade on the ground, and then turned around and went out.

Seeing that the gift he bought with a lot of money was thus smashed into pieces by Qin Haodong, Lin Pingchao gritted his teeth with rage, but he knew that it was no use to deny it at this time, so he could only grasp the time to remedy it.

He quickly turned to Lin Xiaotian and said, ”Grandpa, I really don't know that this thing is blood mutton-fat jade. I dare not buy it for your birthday gift if I know it.”

Lin Xiaotian had just been shocked, but he also knew that it was not Lin Pingchao's intention. He waved his hand and said, ”Forget about it, I know you didn't mean it.”

”Grandpa, I have prepared two birthday gifts for you today. Although that thing has been thrown away, I still have one.” Lin Pingchao secretly congratulated himself on being well prepared, otherwise today he would be really disgraced.

He turned back and waved his hand to the bodyguard, who immediately sent him a scroll holder.

For today the old man's 80th birthday, Lin Pingchao did make full preparation. Originally, he wanted to use the jade Buddha statue to get everyone's praise. Then he would make a climax with the scroll painting in his hand. Therefore, the value of this painting was far above that jade Buddha statue. He bought this painting from a wealthy merchant in Hong Kong for 20 million yuan.

At such a cost, he certainly did not want to give it to his followers to put it away quietly. How could he show off in that way?

So Lin Pingchao asked people to move a table directly, and then carefully pulled out an old painting from the scroll holder and spread it slowly on the table.

”Grandpa, in order to congratulate you on your 80th birthday, I specially prepared this, Wu Daozi's authentic work. Please have a look and appreciate it.”

The guests were immediately noisy again and began to talk about it.

”The painting-sage Wu Daozi's authentic work. How much money could this painting cost?”

”If it's Wu Daozi's authentic work, it's more than 1300 years old. It's definitely a treasure in antiques...”

Lin Xiaotian had three hobbies, jade, antiques and paintings, and Lin Pingchao's gifts were all his favorite. But the jade Buddha statue had been broken, now the remaining birthday gift was a collection of antique and painting. It was a really good thing.

He stood up, came to the table, and began to appreciate the ancient painting on the table seriously. He watched it quietly for two minutes. The hall became silent. The old man's face began to look better. The unhappiness brought by the blood mutton-fat jade had gradually disappeared.

”Really good, this is Wu Daozi's authentic work!” The old man nodded his head satisfactorily.

Qian Duoduo also gathered up to appreciate the ancient painting carefully and nodded his head and said, ”This is the legendary Scene of Lotus of Wu Daozi. After more than a thousand years, it is still vivid. Only the painting-sage Wu Daozi has this ability.”

”Brother Guo, come on and see it. Does this painting belong to Wu Daozi?”

Qian Duoduo was not as accomplished as Guo Feng, although he also knew something about antiques. So he called him. In the field of antique paintings, the director of the antique appraisal center was the authority.

As an expert in antique appraisal, Guo Feng always took his tools. First, he put on a pair of white gloves. Then he took out a magnifying glass and began to look carefully.

It took him five minutes to look at his painting, then he slowly raised his head and said excitedly, ”True, this is absolutely true! An authentic work of Painting-sage Wu Daozi!”

On the upper right corner of this ancient painting, there were three big characters Bai Lian Tu, which meant the Scene of Lotus, with Wu Daozi's personal seal underneath. Both from the perspectives of style of brush strokes or the year of painting, it was undoubtedly made by Wu Daozi.

When Qian Duoduo was so excited, he never forgot to turn to Qin Haodong and said, ”Mr. Qin, have a look at this painting...”

As he was saying this, he couldn't help thinking of the jade Buddha statue that had just been smashed to pieces. So he stopped immediately and dare not say anything.

But it was too late. Qin Haodong stepped to the table, raised his hand, grabbed the old painting and tore it in half!