"If you really want to estimate the value, Wang Xi's 'Moonlit Night' costs eight million per character, while Jiang Chengen's works cost twelve million per character. There are twenty characters in total, plus the painting next to them."
"One billion, and this calligraphy and painting is very collectible."
Old Song asked, "The calligraphy and painting are so well preserved, they must be family heirlooms, right? Why would you sell them so easily?"
Ruan Jingye nodded and said with a smile, "My ancestors will definitely not have any objections."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't be here until now."
The King of Jin must be eager to sell him!
He thought that this thing was most likely a collection of calligraphy and paintings from the King of Jin's own collection, and he gave it to Ruanruan, allowing him and Ruanruan to get a bargain.
"Why don't you sell it to our National Museum?"
Mr. Song is the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau. Their National Museum is no different from other museums. Its annual income from tickets and cultural and creative products is very considerable.
This money is still affordable.
"If you're worried about losing money, you can also look at the calligraphy scroll Wang Xi auctioned off before. That scroll, "Moonlit Night," fetched 300 million yuan. You can find the price online."
Ruan Jingye really checked it on his phone and found that it was exactly as Mr. Song said.
"Young man, don't worry about our National Museum. We will never cheat you. If you are afraid of being cheated, just come to us." Old Song slapped the table and said excitedly.
"Okay, I'll sell it!" Ruan Jingye nodded.
One billion!
I didn't expect this calligraphy and painting to be so valuable.
He remembered that there seemed to be two or three calligraphy and paintings in the two boxes sent by King Jin, and there were also a few paintings in the boxes that Ruanruan had given him before.
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