Or there is a seriously ill family member at home and they just use it to keep him alive.

Therefore, there were very few people raising their hands at the auction.

With Lin Feng's golden eyes of clairvoyance, he could tell whether the ginseng was old enough for 500 years.

To be honest, it’s not enough, about a year short. However, the effect of ginseng in strengthening the body is perfect. If I eat it, it will surely be beneficial to my future physical development.

So Lin Feng raised the sign.

However, Lin Feng soon discovered that the young man who had just opposed him also held up the sign. Seeing this, Lin Feng became interested and started to oppose the young man.

In an instant, the price soared to 30 million.

Old Wang frowned, feeling it was not worth it.

"Forget it, Lin Feng. If you like them, I have a lot more. I'll just give you a few. Why are you fighting with that guy for these useless things?"

Lin Feng shrugged, "It's okay, I just think it's interesting, but since you said so, Mr. Wang, I won't compete with him for it!"

The young man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He looked everywhere for the person who was against him, but because Lin Feng and Mr. Wang were sitting in the VIP seats on the second floor, the young man could not see Lin Feng.

This young man's name is Lu Chuan, and he is the eldest son of the Lu Group in City K.

He came all the way here just for this ginseng. His father was already terminally ill and he urgently needed this medicine to keep him alive.

Now he saw that the money in his hand was almost insufficient. Fortunately, the man stopped bidding, so he was able to successfully buy the ginseng.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for obtaining the 500-year-old ginseng!"

"The auction is over! Please leave in an orderly manner."

Lin Feng whispered in Wang Lao's ear: "Wang Lao, take the painting back first and don't tell anyone. I will go to Wang's house to find you later!"

Old Wang nodded. He knew that this was not the safest way.

"good!"

Mr. Wang went backstage to pay and receive the painting.

Lin Feng first watched Mr. Wang come out from the door and leave in his old car, and then soon saw Lu Chuan walk out from inside.

"Why are you still here?" Lu Chuan was in a very bad mood at the moment. When he saw Lin Feng, he wanted to slap Lin Feng away and take out his anger on him.

"Here! Your money!" Lin Feng stuffed the money neatly into Lu Chuan's shirt pocket.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. How does it feel to spend thirty million to buy a five-hundred-year-old ginseng?"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, Lu Chuan immediately realized that something was wrong.

"It's you!" Lu Chuan was shocked.

"I believe you really need this money, so I am waiting here to return it to you!"

Lin Feng's two sentences sounded extremely harsh to Lu Chuan.

"You did it on purpose!" Lu Chuan said viciously.

"Not really! This is my business card, come to me if you need anything!" Lin Feng stuffed his business card into Lu Chuan's arms, then turned and left.

When Lu Chuan saw the name on the business card, his eyes widened.

Lin Feng!

It turned out to be Lin Feng from the Lin Group!

What did I do just now? I pretended to be Lin Feng in front of Lin Feng and acted like a bitch for a long time.

I have lost all my face! Lu Chuan suddenly felt like he had no desire to live.

Lin Feng rode his electric bike to Wang's house.

Mr. Wang was sitting in the living room, waiting for a long time.

"Come on, sit down!"

Lin Feng looked at the unfolded painting on the table and the various utility knives placed around it, and couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

He says he can appraise treasures, but he really can't take them apart.

"Mr. Wang, there is another painting inside, but I am not good at it, so I'd better ask a professional to do it!"

Old Wang looked at a middle-aged man in black next to him.

"Old Tang, come over here and open it."

"Yes, sir!"

Old Tang sat on the sofa, holding tools, and carefully peeled off the painting.

The whole process took more than half an hour.

Only then did Mr. Wang see a corner of the painting.

"What is this?" Old Wang turned and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shook his head, "I don't know, I need to open it up a little more before I can be sure!"

Mr. Wang motioned for Mr. Tang to continue.

An hour later, Old Tang carefully took out the painting from the picture and placed it on the table.

“This is…” It looked very familiar to Old Wang, but he just couldn’t remember what it was.

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Lin Feng was shocked, then looked carefully.

"This is an unpublished work of Wu Daozi. If it were published, it would be worth billions!"

Mr. Wang, who was standing next to him, immediately took out a magnifying glass and looked at it himself.

I didn’t expect it to be an authentic work of Wu Daozi.

This is really amazing!

But Wang Lao didn't understand, who would put Wu Daozi's painting in a replica? Was it to escape from something? There was no such section in the original book, so Lin Feng didn't know the details.

However, Lin Feng had a bold guess in his mind.

"It's possible that Wu Daozi's descendants hid his paintings in the replica. Look at how this replica is exactly the same as the original. It must be difficult to achieve this if it is not a copy."

"After so many years, wars, reforms, etc., I believe this painting must have been lost by accident. Now it is in your hands, Mr. Wang, it is a blessing."

What Lin Feng said actually makes a lot of sense.

"You're right. It's a blessing!"

"This painting is very valuable, so you'd better not advertise it!" Old Wang warned Lin Feng worriedly, and Lin Feng nodded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I won't tell anyone about this. But you must hang this replica somewhere conspicuous."

The purpose of this is, of course, to confuse others.

Mr. Wang nodded, "Of course!"

"Come, let's have a meal together! My chef is a first-class chef!"

"Okay! Then I'll be shameless and have a meal at Mr. Wang's house!"

…

On the other side, Lu Chuan drove back to City K.

When Lu Chuan returned home, he hurriedly asked his servants to cook ginseng into soup and give it to Lu Wen to drink.

After Lu Wen drank the ginseng, his complexion improved and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Dad! You're awake!" Lu Chuan was overjoyed.

Lu Wen nodded, "Well, how long was I unconscious?"

"It's been three days!" Lu Chuan lowered his head, tears already welling up in his eyes.

Lu Wen sighed. Although he was hanging on by the ginseng, he knew that he didn't have much time left.

"Xiaochuan, thank you for your hard work! Don't worry about it. The most important thing for you now is to manage the Lu Group well. I will rest in peace in my grave!"

Lu Chuan nodded and said nothing.

"Okay! Don't think about it! If you have any trouble in the future, go find Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin will help you. When he and I were young, we were friends in need."

Hearing this, Lu Chuan's face instantly turned bad.

Lu Wen noticed it and asked, "Xiaochuan, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Chuan knew that he couldn't hide it from his father, so he simply told Lu Wen everything that had happened before.

Although Lu Wen and Lin Jianfei were friends in need when they were young, they rarely saw each other after they each started their own families and lived in different places, and their sons had never met each other.