Chapter 37 Picking up Another Big Loss

Chen Yu and Gao Dakui spent more than half the morning collecting scraps, and if they sold them, they would be able to earn a small sum of money.

However, Chen Yu wanted to pick up the scraps, but he didn't find anything. He was unwilling to give up.

In the process, they encountered many gangsters working for Qiao Liu, urging people to move house one by one. Their attitude was rude and arrogant.

That was because today was the last day. These gangsters claimed that if these residents would not move out before 12 o'clock tonight, they smashed them to death during demolition and were not responsible for it. If they met some complaining residents, they would either scold them or beat them.

Looking at these people, the residents gnashed their teeth in hatred and cursed in secret, but they couldn't afford to offend them, so they could only swallow the insult and humiliation silently.

When they passed by an old-fashioned residential building, a stooped old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face wanted to sell scrap and stopped Gao Dakui and Chen Yu.

The two of them followed him to the fourth floor and saw a pile of useless scrap in the living room. There were a lot of things, but few of them were valuable. Most of them were worthless garbage.

Gao Dakui frowned as he flipped through it, and then he said, "Sir, it seems to be not easy for you. These things cost 50 yuan."

The old man didn't expect these scrap products could sell well. Because he was old and weak, he didn't want to clean them up. He nodded and said, "Okay, take them all!"

Gao Dakui paid the bill and asked Chen Yu to put on a pair of gloves before he picked up something that could be sold.

Chen Yu swept his eyes over it and suddenly his eyes lit up. He found a picture scroll. Carefully opening it, he saw that was nearly 1 meter long and 60 centimeters wide.

At the same time, a string of information emerged in his mind: The Lotus Pond Painting of Ren Bonian, a painter at the end of the Qing Dynasty. It was slightly damaged. Its value would be affected. The estimated value would be between 800,000 to 1,000,000 yuan.

He felt a surge of joy in his heart. He didn't come here for nothing that he've finally picked up a bargain...

Gao Dakui, who was next to him, also came over, looked at him curiously, and pretended to understand.

"What the hell is this painting? It's so dirty. There are a few birds and a few broken leaves, and it doesn't even have a color. Surrounded by folds and two grains of rice, it's obviously worthless!"

It's truly terrifying to be uncultured! Chen Yu rolled his eyes at Gao Dakui. After all, he'd picked up a few treasures that were worth over a million yuan, so he was happy, yet maintained a calm expression on the surface as he asked. "Sir, how much did you pay to buy this painting?"

The old man grinned, revealing a few of his teeth. "I didn't spend any money. My wife brought it from her maternal family before passed away. This painting isn't worth much money, so I hung it on the wall for fun. I'm moving my son's house now. I don't need it and throw away."

"Dakui, let's get started!" Chen Yu nodded and didn't speak any further before putting away the painting and continuing to work as if nothing had happened.

It didn't take long before all the scrap that could be sold were gathered and organized.

As the two of them clapped their hands and prepared to leave, Chen Yu felt apologetic in his heart. He took all the cash he had into the old man's clothes when he wasn't paying attention.

Antique business had a rule. Generally speaking, because of the bad ability of the owner, the buyers didn't have to pay an extra penny.

However, Chen Yu was soft-hearted. He felt that it wasn't easy for the old man to live alone, so he secretly gave him 2,000 yuan.

He carried the scrap downstairs, put on the tricycle, leaned against the car, smoked, and rested.

Chen Yu took out the Lotus Pond Painting and carefully admired it. When observed with his aesthetic standards, the artistic level of this painting had instantly risen by more than one level.

The four mandain ducks were playing in the lotus pond. The lotus leaves were as big as basins. The simple and elegant lotus flowers seemed to emit a delicate fragrance. The flowers, birds, and fish were integrated into one picture. It was very natural and lively.

The whiteness between the brush and the pen played the role of ventilation and clarity of the eye. It was mottled and blurred, and it couldn't be accomplished lightly unless one's cultivation was extremely profound.

Mandain duck's appearance was ancient, vivid, and lifelike. The strokes were swift, and the details were neat and precise. It vividly displayed Ren Bonian's unique and superb skill in every aspect.

The painting was mainly made of black ink, so Gao Dakui thought it was dirty.

"The edges are damaged but it doesn't affect the overall beauty of the work at all. What a great work!" Chen Yu heaved a long sigh of relief. Admiring a master's work could always make one intoxicated and forget to breathe.

Meanwhile, Gao Dakui patted Chen Yu on the shoulder heavily and joked. "Using a brush to blindly smear a painting is easy. I'm able to finish a few hundred paintings like this in a day. Stop looking and let's go!"

Chen Yu sighed helplessly.

"You know nothing. If you can draw, you don't need to pick up the scrap. This is the authentic work of a painting master in the late Qing dynasty, worth one million!"

Gao Dakui spat out a mouthful of smoke and said with disdain, "Swindler! Binglu and Daffodil Cups, you've already encountered all of them. Now, you want to pick up a famous painting? Who do you think you are? The son of the Goddess of Luck or the grandson of the God of Fortune?"

There was nothing he could do about it. He had a good eye!

Chen Yu was slightly complacent and paid no attention to Gao Dakui's disdain, and he felt that it was necessary to teach Gao Dakui a lesson. At the very least, if he encountered some treasures in the future, Gao Dakui wouldn't miss them.

Chen Yu pointed at the lotus pond painting and explained, "This ink painting's style is clear and elegant, simple and warm. It's the work of Ren Bonian.

"Although Ren Bonian was born into a poor family and did not read many books, the literary knowledge contained in his paintings is relatively limited and lacks a trace of residual meaning of the painting. But compared with the painting methods, ink methods, and structure, his painting skills are more abundant and can be regarded as one of the top few in the world!"

"Let's look at the signature. Ren Bonian's real name is Ren Yi. The signature of his painting is very special. There are not many words and poems. He only writes down the signature, time, place of origin, signature, and where the work is done.

Secondly, after he was 38 years old, he wrote the word 'Yi' in cursive handwriting. It is also an important basis for determining whether his painting is real or not..."

Chen Yu spoke confidently, and Gao Dakui was stunned when he heard this. After Chen Yu's guidance and detailed explanation, in the end, he noticed that besides being slightly tattered, this painting was truly a rare fine product.

He swallowed and asked in disbelief, "We... we got lucky again? How much is this painting worth?"

Chen Yu crossed his arms over his chest and confirmed with a smile, "That's right, it's more expensive than the Binglu, about one million!"

Not long ago, Gao Dakui looked down on the painting and confirmed. Hearing that it could sell for one million yuan, he quickly snatched it from Chen Yu's hands. He didn't mind it picked from a garbage dump and kissed it.

"Haha, we're rich. It's another million. We're going to be rich!"

Chen Yu was shocked and hastily blocked his mouth. He scolded, "Are you crazy? Why are you shouting so loudly? Don't show off your wealth, do you understand?"

Gao Dakui's loud voice cried out in surprise, and it instantly drew the attention of the people on the streets.

"What fortune have you made? Tell me about it!" When they went to the orphanage, the long-haired young man, who was going to move, happened to pass by. With a cigarette in his mouth, he went forward and asked.

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