Yun Xi smiled and said, "Uncle, then you can ask Wu Dong for a question, just about the same price."

Yun Dazong smiled: "Okay. But this porcelain piece has a price but no market, so I can only say that I can do my best."

Wu Dong hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Uncle Yun! I'm so troubled."

"Haha, it's a small matter. You are Xiao Xi's friend, so you don't have to be dissatisfied." Yun Dazong said. Then he saw that Wu Dong had a painting on his right hand.

He then asked, "Is this your painting?"

Wu Dong quickly picked up the painting, spread his hands, and said, "Uncle Yun, this painting was bought a few days ago. I always feel that it is very unusual. Can you help me see it?"

Yun Dazong approached, glanced at it and said, "It's very ordinary painting, very craftsmanship, but it uses three-clip chandeliers and is well mounted."

After getting the painting, Wu Dong only recognized the big rooster above, and didn't understand the other ones. At this time, after a closer look, his eyes penetrated the top layers of rice paper, and he actually found a mezzanine layer with a thin piece of paper inside.

He was shocked and asked, "Uncle Yun, do you have an utility knife here?"

Yun Dazong was stunned. He didn't understand what Wu Dong was going to do. Yun Xi had already walked into the study and took a utility knife and handed it to him.

Under the gaze of the two, Wu Dong looked at the direction and used a utility knife to draw a hole from top to bottom three centimeters away from the edge of the painting. He put down the art knife and twisted his fingers at the cutout, and saw a mezzanine inside.

Then he carefully pulled out a thin piece of paper from the mezzanine and handed it to Yun Datong.

Yun Dazong was stunned. He never expected that there was a painting hidden in this painting! Although such a thing happened in history, he was still surprised when he encountered it.

This is a cicada wing, extremely thin, with a poem, a fish, and several seals on it.

Yun Dazong quickly looked at it carefully. After a moment, he said in surprise: "It is actually the original work of Bada Shanren!"

Yun Xi was also surprised. She couldn't help but take a deep look at Wu Dong. First there were silver coins and then porcelain pieces. Now she found another original work of Bada Shanren. Is it all up to luck?

Yun Dazong put down his painting at this time and asked with a smile: "Wu Dong, how did you know there is a mezzanine here?"

Wu Dong scratched his head: "I have seen stories about hidden paintings in paintings in TV series before. I felt that the painting was mounted too thick, so I wanted to cut it open and take a look."

As he said that, he took out a second piece of rice paper from the crack. There were dozens of words written on it, which were left by the original owner of the calligraphy and painting.

The general meaning is that in the turbulent era, he was confiscated. In order to avoid the destruction of Bada Shanren's paintings, he asked someone to frame the paintings into ordinary paintings and preserve them.

I guess he failed to inform his descendants of this incident, which led to it being regarded as an ordinary work, wandering among the people, and finally ending up in Wu Dong's hands.

After reading the owner of the painting, Yun Dazong sighed lightly. The era was very turbulent, and a large number of cultural relics were indeed destroyed, which is a pity.

Yun Xi patted Wu Dong on his shoulder and said, "Wu Dong, sell this painting to me."

Wu Dong was stunned and said, "Sister Xi, you like me to give it to you."

Yun Xi rolled her eyes: "Send me millions of things, come less!"

She thought for a while and said, "I remember the auction price of Bada Shanren's paintings of about the same size last year was 3.2 million yuan. So, I'll give you three million yuan."

Wu Dong felt a little embarrassed and felt that the price of the auction was mostly inflated, so he said, "Sister Xi, if you really want it, just give me two million, otherwise I won't sell you."

Yun Xi glared at him, wanted to say something, but suddenly laughed again and said, "Okay, two million is two million, thank you sister."

Wu Dong smiled "hehe" and gave the painting to Yun Xi with both hands. After Yun Xi took the painting, he actually handed it to Yun Dazong.

"Uncle, next week will be your business. This is my birthday gift for you. I am moved?" Yun Xi said with a smile.

Yun Dazong was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's too expensive..."

Yun Xi forced the painting into his study and said, "Uncle, I have given the painting to you anyway, so it will never be possible to take it back."

Yun Dazong had no choice but to accept her. His wife died early and had no children, so she regarded Yun Xi as her own son and loved her very much. In fact, when she was a child, Yun Xi's father ignored her, but this uncle was doting on her in every way.

Once Yun Xi's father beat her, and Yun Dazong was furious and scolded his second brother for a whole morning. After that, Yun Xi had a backer and always walked sideways in the Yun family.

It was not until later that Yun Xi learned from her grandfather that her uncle had a daughter, but she was lost when she was three years old. Her uncle's daughter was four or five points similar to Yun Xi when she was young, which was probably the reason why her uncle spoiled her.

After he became sensible, Yun Xi felt that his uncle was very pitiful, so he was very filial to him. He knew that he loved tea, so he bought tens of thousands of pounds of tea; he knew that he liked mutton fat and jade, so he went to the west and spent millions to buy high-quality seed materials to give him.

Yun Xieng came, and Yun Dazong was very happy and said he wanted to cook in person and leave the two for dinner. He asked the two to sit down, and he went out to buy vegetables.

Yun Dazong's hobbies were all about cooking in addition to archaeology. Yun Xi was a clever person when she was a child and did not like to eat. In order to coax her to eat, Yun Dazong's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds, and later cooking became one of his major hobbies.

When Yun Dazong went out, Yue Qiang was busy in the kitchen, leaving the two of them to gossip in the living room.

Wu Dong envied Yun Xi very much and said, "Sister Xi, Uncle Yun is so nice to you. His eyes look at you are like a father looking at his daughter."

When Yun Xi heard him say this, her eyes turned red slightly, she sighed softly, and said, "Yes, everyone says so. In fact, my uncle is very pitiful. He got married at the age of 35 because of his academic research. After marriage, he gave birth to a daughter named Yunqi, one year older than me. When he was three years old, Sister Yunqi was lost. My uncle and his parents tried every means to find it, but still found nothing. My aunt could not accept the reality and committed suicide a year later. My uncle was in pain and never married again.

She glanced at the kitchen and whispered: "Yue Qiang pursued her uncle in the heavy era, and she didn't live with her until last year. Alas, my uncle's life is too hard, and I'm relieved to have Sister Qiang accompany him."

Wu Dong didn't expect that there was such a sad story inside. He asked: "Sister Xi, how did that Sister Yun Qi disappear?"

"I heard from my grandfather that when my hometown held a temple fair that year, my aunt took Sister Qi to play. Sister Qi wanted to eat sugar, so my aunt bought one for her. When the aunt turned around and paid, she could not find Sister Qi when she turned around."

As she said that, she took out a photo from her wallet. This is a photo of a three-year-old girl, wearing a thin braid and wearing a dress, pure and cute, and her eyebrows are really similar to Yun Xi.

He glanced at it and felt that Yun Qi must be a great beauty when she grew up.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind. With his own eyesight, can he recognize Yun Qi who was more than 20 years later?

He carefully observed the little girl in the photo and found two characteristics. First, there was a small mole above her left eyebrow. Second, there was a scar on her left ear, which was very slight, but he still saw it.

"So, Yun Qi should be twenty-five years old this year?" he asked suddenly.

Yun Xi nodded: "Yes, Sister Qi is one year older than me."
Chapter completed!