Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

Hearing the sudden sound from outside the shop, Jiang Feng frowned.

He was almost done negotiating with the junk collector, so why did someone come to disrupt things?

Turning his head to look, he saw a well-dressed, somewhat plump middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion entering briskly.

This person had an impressive aura, clearly someone of considerable means.

Upon entering the shop, he paused for a moment upon seeing Chu Feifei standing there.

She seemed familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't quite remember.

However, he came here for the "Bamboo and Stone Painting", so he didn't bother to think too much and walked straight towards Boss Qiu.

"Boss Qiu, do you have Zheng Xie's 'Bamboo and Stone Painting' here?" the middle-aged man asked when he reached Boss Qiu.

"Haha, Boss Huang, do you really believe that? It's a fake! I've personally authenticated it," Boss Qiu laughed.

This middle-aged man was one of his regular customers, named Huang, a major boss in South City, with assets worth several billion.

He had a great passion for collecting, especially for paintings and calligraphy from the Ming and Qing periods.

But today, he was bound to be disappointed.

"Here, Boss Huang, take a look for yourself," Boss Qiu pointed to the unfolded scroll on the table.

Boss Huang immediately took out a magnifying glass and started to evaluate the painting methodically.

After a short while, Boss Huang raised his head, shaking it like a rattle: "A forgery, indeed a forgery. Ten thousand yuan at most."

"Haha, young man, did you hear that? Boss Huang also sees it's a forgery, yet you insist on buying it for twenty thousand?"

"What are you doing, Qiu?"

The junk collector had originally hoped that after Boss Huang viewed it, he would offer a higher price, but he also saw the truth of the painting.

Since that's the case, he had to latch onto Jiang Feng, this big spender, and not let go!

He hurriedly rolled up the painting to hand it to Jiang Feng, saying, "We agreed earlier, twenty thousand yuan, not a penny less, cash in hand for the painting!"

"Twenty thousand? This painting isn't worth that," Boss Huang frowned.

Yet the junk collector firmly held onto Jiang Feng, as if afraid he would run away, greed gleaming in his eyes: "Hurry, pay up!"

Jiang Feng smiled, taking the painting in one hand, then taking Chu Feifei's bank card from his pocket, and said to the junk collector, "Is a bank transfer okay?"

"Of course, of course!" The junk collector nodded eagerly, "I'll give you my account number, there's a transfer machine at the entrance, you can transfer it!"

Jiang Feng handed the card to Chu Feifei, smiling, "Fei'er, you know the password, you do it."

Chu Feifei, looking rather gloomy, didn't understand why Jiang Feng insisted on being ripped off, even though one or two thousand yuan was nothing to her.

Both experts said this painting wasn't worth twenty thousand, yet he insisted on losing an extra ten thousand, she truly couldn't understand.

However, she had to carry out what Jiang Feng instructed.

So, she took the bank card and went to the transfer machine outside to send twenty thousand to the junk collector.

"Haha! Earned an extra ten thousand! A windfall!"

The junk collector checked his phone, and after confirming the transfer, he became a bit smug!

"Today, I really hit the jackpot... Truth be told, I bought this painting for five thousand, hoping for some luck here! I thought selling it for ten thousand would be a profit, but unexpectedly, someone upped it to twenty thousand, haha, made a huge profit, no need to work for the rest of the month!"

"You!"

Chu Feifei was furious, glaring with wide eyes, not expecting this guy masquerading as a junk collector to be so cunning and vile!

"See! I warned you long ago, without the skills to do the job, don't take it on! Stop pretending to be an expert! Fool... never mind, no swearing," Boss Qiu looked at Jiang Feng with schadenfreude.

Boss Huang also shook his head, saying, "Young man, you're paying to buy disappointment!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Jiang Feng smiled, shaking the painting in his hand a few times, making the scroll rustle.

Then, he said to Mu Yanluo beside him, "Pour me a glass of water."

Mu Yanluo, not comprehending, quickly followed suit, using a disposable paper cup from the store to fill a cup of water from the water dispenser and brought it to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took a sip of water, then—

Poo!!!

He spat a mouthful of water directly onto the painting.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Now, the surface of the "Bamboo and Stone Painting" was completely soaked!

To say it unreservedly, the entire painting was ruined.

"Hmm? What are you doing? Acting out of shame? Taking it out on the painting?" Boss Qiu couldn't help laughing mockingly.

Ignoring him, Jiang Feng gently shook the painting a few more times to spread the water evenly over the scroll, then used the pinky finger of his right hand to lightly pick at a corner of the scroll.

Surprisingly!

An unbelievable event occurred!

Like magic, a thin layer of paper on the surface of the painting lifted!

Beneath this layer of paper was another painting hidden!

"A painting hidden within a painting?!!!!!!"

Boss Huang shouted in astonishment!

Boss Qiu, the junk collector, Chu Feifei, and Mu Yanluo all stared wide-eyed at the painting in Jiang Feng's hand!

Jiang Feng faintly smiled, discarded the lifted paper layer, wiped his hands on his clothes, then laid the scroll back on the table, smoothing it lightly with his hand.

The new painting revealed, still a "Bamboo and Stone Painting", was entirely different in style and spirit compared to the previous one.

The bamboos in this painting were painted slender and upright, full of spirit, giving a sense of a breeze traversing through the leaves, creating an elegant beauty as the bamboo sways.

The inscription was a poem: "Clinging tightly to the green mountain, its roots in the broken rocks, enduring countless trials and blows yet remain firm, no matter the east, west, north or south winds."

In the shop, there was pin-drop silence!

Dazed!

Shocked!

Perplexed!

Chu Feifei, Mu Yanluo, the junk collector, Boss Qiu, and Boss Huang, their eyes seemed to stop moving, stupidly staring at Jiang Feng.

In the next moment, Boss Qiu and Boss Huang scrambled anxiously to lean in and authenticate it.

"Ah!!!!"

Suddenly, Boss Huang screamed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his entire face flushed, looking extremely excited!

"An original! An original! My god! This is a Zheng Xie's original! Earlier... it was a bright pearl covered in dust, and now, this treasure reemerges into the light!!!"

Boss Huang was obsessed with paintings, especially fond of works by notable artists from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and utterly adored Zheng Banqiao's paintings.

His collection at home was extensive, except for a genuine piece by Zheng Banqiao!

At this moment, he gazed passionately at the "Bamboo and Stone Painting," tenderly touching it, as if caressing the delicate skin of a first love!

"How... how did you notice?"

At this point, Boss Qiu could no longer find it funny.

Breathing rapidly, he stared intently at Jiang Feng, blood vessels appearing in his eyes!