84_84041 "And you want to take money?" The old lady exploded at the sound of that! "What does he think the family is? There are gold and silver mountains? Also buy ancient paintings, ancient is also my Dasun ancient, a thousand Zhou people can read what?" She shouted while looking at the old gentleman standing next to He Zhong and said, "We don't want the painting, you go back!"
The old man said with difficulty, "But Lord Feng has already taken the painting away!"
"Then we will return it to you!"
The old gentleman thought about it and sighed, "That's fine, then please ask the old lady to return the painting, I'll take it and go back!"
The old lady pointed at the room, "Look at it yourself! Which one is your ancient painting?"
The first person looked around the room and shook his head helplessly, "None of them is."
At this time, the Feng family has cast their eyes on the ground those fragments, the old lady is not aware of the fire and anger, but they are aware of it. The little girl who came in earlier finally couldn't hold her tongue and helplessly said to the old lady, "The one you just tore up is the ancient painting!"
"What did you say?" The old lady looked at the shredded paper on the ground with wide eyes and felt her brain "buzzing". "You say this is the ancient painting?"
The little girl nodded her head, "Master just sent someone back."
"Then why didn't you say so earlier?" The old madam was furious and violently flung out her scepter and smashed it at the maid.
The little maid was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt to the ground and kept begging for mercy, while also saying, "Slave servant said it! The servant girl has really said it!"
"Sophistry!" The old lady's heart was shivering.
The old gentleman of the Qi Bao Zhai also squatted down at this time, reaching out to pick up the torn painting, picking a few large pieces of children carefully identified, before getting up to the old lady said: "Yes, this is exactly the Lord Feng fancy and sold the Qi Bao Zhai town store ancient painting, the painter is Fan Zhongtian."
The old lady was uneducated and couldn't understand what the name Fan Zhongtian meant, but not everyone in the Feng family was uneducated, such as Feng Shen Yu. When Feng Jin Yuan trained her for many years as Feng's life, she was taught by famous artists in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, so how could she not have heard of the name Fan Zhongtian.
She was surprised to see Shen Yu say, "But the painting master Fan Zhongtian four hundred years ago?"
The old man nodded, "Miss wise and knowledgeable, exactly."
When the old lady heard the words four hundred years ago, her brain was even more confused, she didn't have a deep concept of ancient paintings, but when she mentioned four hundred years ago, the first reaction in her head was: such an ancient painting, how much does it cost?
"Four hundred years ah! I wonder how much silver this painting cost father to buy?" This question was asked by Feng Yu Heng.
The old man replied, "The original price was 160,000 taels of silver, but since Lord Feng is the father of the young lady, we underestimated it by 40,000 taels, making a total of 120,000 taels. His Excellency took the painting back and ordered me to come to the Feng residence to get the silver." He said while pulling out a waist plate and a note from his pocket, the waist plate was recognized by everyone, it was Feng Jin Yuan's. And the note, it was Feng Jin Yuan's. The note is the proof that Feng Jin Yuan wrote to people. Now, you can't even deny it.
The old lady repented too late, but the old man's words made her feel relieved and hurriedly said to Feng Yu Heng: "Luckily, luckily it's my own family's store, otherwise it would really be a big joke."
Fan Dai said sourly: "No! The hundred taels in the account can't even cover the food for a few days, so how can we still turn out 120,000."
But Feng Yu Heng looked at the old lady with big, puzzled eyes, full of doubt: "How did it become your own family's store? Grandma didn't hear that people reported the name of Qibao Zhai?"
The old lady is also confused, "Yes! It's Qibao Zhai."
"What does that have to do with the Feng family?"
Once she heard her talk like this, the old lady was not happy, "Ah Heng, how many times do I have to tell you, you are the daughter of the Feng family, the surname is Feng! And you are not married yet, your own store even if the income does not need to be handed over to the public, but now that something like this has happened, you can't really just sit back and do nothing. What's more, the person who took the painting is your father, grandmother makes the decision, this ancient painting will be your congratulatory gift to your father."
"Ha!" Feng Yu Heng laughed at once, and then could not stop laughing, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the whole world.
The old lady said angrily, "Stop laughing! This matter is settled!"
"Wait!" Just as the old lady made a move to get up, Feng Yu Heng's laughter stopped and her face instantly turned gloomy. "Grandmother, people who are old are mostly confused, Ah Heng will not bother with you, but there is one thing I must remind you, Qibao Zhai is my mother Yao's, and has nothing to do with Ah Heng."
The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. The three stores outside, although the second young lady is helping to run, but in fact are the dowry of the Yao family to Yao sister."
The old lady was dumbfounded, she had forgotten about this, it was always Feng Yu Heng who was in charge of the stores, she took it for granted that the stores belonged to Feng Yu Heng, but never thought that the deeds were in Yao's name.
The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. The first thing that I want to do is to take the money from the store of my ex-wife. Does it bring honor to your face when it gets out?"