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Chapter 387 Tang Yin's Authentic "Fallen Flower Poetry Album"

After understanding her own worries, Han's mother's mood became much better. Not only did she sleep until noon the next night, but she also had a beautiful dream.

Of course, Su Ning knew that Han's mother was satisfied, so he did not wake her up in the morning, but let her sleep until she woke up naturally. After all, she had been worrying about her children in Beijing these days.

There are many fun things to do in Hong Kong. Because Nancy is not in good health, Suning arranged for Cherie Chung, a "native", to take her mother around Hong Kong.

Han's mother visited all the famous commercial streets in Hong Kong, including the famous Queen's Street, Causeway Bay, Tsuen Wan, Wan Chai, Yau Ma Tei, and Tsim Sha Tsui. Even the beautiful actress Cherie Chung felt overwhelmed by the old lady's shopping.

Looking at the things Han's mother bought, from clothes, dry goods to toys, for men, women and children, it really has everything. In the end, Cherie Chung couldn't help her curiosity and asked.

"Auntie, the things you bought are so messy. Suning and Nancy can't use so many, right?"

"Haha, these are all what I plan to bring back to Beijing. I have two other sons and two daughters in Beijing, and they all have children of their own, so the children's clothes and toys are prepared for them." Seeing Cherie Chung's confused face, Han's mother was so happy that her eyes almost narrowed into slits. She had never felt so happy.

"Oh! So that's how it is!" Chung Chuhong finally laughed in understanding, "Haha, I thought you bought them all for Suning and Nancy."

Just as Cherie Chung was taking Han's mother on a shopping spree, Suning was walking into the Sotheby's auction house with Grandpa Guan and Hou Polang. Looking at the bustling crowd entering the venue, Suning knew that these were all his competitors today.

Because the items auctioned at Sotheby's were quite mixed, Suning couldn't actually say whether he had gained anything today. The scene soon became quiet because the host walked onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Sotheby's Hong Kong Winter Auction. Today we have prepared ten top-quality lots for you."

"Here's the first lot for auction: the jersey of famous American NBA star Marcelo Bielsa. The starting price is $100,000, and each bid must be no less than $10,000."

"One hundred and one hundred thousand dollars!" As soon as the host finished speaking, the scene began to scramble for it.

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

"What? A piece of worn-out clothing that has been worn by others is worth such a high price?" Grandpa Guan and Marquis Paola looked at so many people scrambling for a jersey, and the shock in their hearts was equivalent to an 8.0 magnitude earthquake.

"Haha, exciting, isn't it!" Looking at the two surprised old men, Su Ning couldn't help laughing. "This is nothing, there are many Western female celebrities who auction their personal belongings."

"Hmph! Boring!" The Marquis of Pauper was very disdainful.

"Shameful!" Grandpa Guan also felt that his worldview was somewhat shattered.

Soon, the NBA star's jersey was auctioned off for $210,000, which shocked Grandpa Guan and Marquis Polan and gave them a clearer understanding of the world.

"Everyone, here's the second lot for auction: a 100-carat diamond. The reserve price is $10 million, and each bid must be no less than $1 million."

"diamond?"

"Yes! A kind of polished diamond, which is also something created entirely by hype." Suning explained to the two confused people with a smile.

Soon the diamond was sold for 100 million U.S. dollars, which made the two old men stare in surprise. In the end, the big diamond was sold to a Japanese businessman for 108 million U.S. dollars.

The Third Thing

Soon the seventh item was auctioned, but the antique that Suning and his friends wanted most still did not appear. Old Master Guan and Marquis Polan were getting a little impatient at this time, and then the eighth item appeared.

"The eighth lot is an authentic work of Tang Bohu, a Ming Dynasty Chinese painter, titled 'Falling Flowers Poetry Album.' The starting price is US$1 million, and each increment cannot be less than US$100,000."

"What? An authentic Tang Bohu work?" Grandpa Guan and Marquis Polan finally became alert. Even Su Ning was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue.

"Haha, I've finally waited for this."

"Chunming, can we take a picture of it?" Old Master Guan swallowed his saliva and looked at Suning expectantly.

"no problem!"

"Chun Ming, could it be fake?" Marquis Polan said with some concern.

"Haha, generally not!" Su Ning smiled and looked at the Ragnarok Marquis, "Sotheby's auction house is quite famous, they won't use fake goods to damage their reputation."

"Well, we have to film it then."

At this time, the price of this authentic Tang Bohu work, which is over nine meters long, has reached 1.4 million US dollars. Suning has not been in a hurry to make a bid. After all, it is not the last moment yet. Seeing that many wealthy people shook their heads and retreated, Suning is ready to make an offer.

"1500000!"

"This gentleman bid one million and five hundred thousand! Is there a higher bid?" The host looked at Suning in surprise.

"One million and a half once!"

"One million and a half second time!"

The young wealthy businessman who had just offered 1.4 million looked angrily at Suning, then gritted his teeth and shouted to the host on the stage, "1.6 million!"

Seeing the other party's determined look, Suning smiled indifferently, then raised the price by another $100,000, "One million, seven hundred thousand!"

The host was undoubtedly the happiest to see guests scrambling for the auction items. This proved his outstanding hosting ability and he immediately shouted out in surprise.

"This gentleman offered 1.7 million. Is there a higher offer?"

"One million and seven hundred thousand once!"

The young wealthy businessman who was competing with Suning looked at Suning angrily again, and then asked the middle-aged man beside him, "Uncle Hao, who is this person? Could it be that in the past few years when I was studying abroad, a new big boss appeared in Hong Kong?"

"Master Pan, this is Su Ning, the boss of Xia Ning Group."

"Huh? It's actually him!"

"Yes! Su Ning is fond of antiques. He established a private museum in Beijing and also opened antique shops in major cities around the world, purchasing a large number of antiques from various countries."

"Hmph! You're wasting your time on trivial things!" Young Master Pan said with feigned disdain, "It seems that Suning doesn't have much future." "Huh? That's true!" Hearing Young Master Pan's sour words, the middle-aged man called Uncle Hao could only agree.

"One million and seven hundred thousand for the second time!"

"One million and seven hundred thousand for the third time!"

"Bang!" With the host's hammer falling, this volume of Tang Bohu's "Fallen Flowers Poetry Album" was bought by Suning for 1.7 million US dollars.

Seeing their beloved things being bought, Grandpa Guan and Marquis Pulan were both delighted. Although they knew the cost was not low, it was not their money, so they did not feel sorry at all. They just wanted to go and appreciate and play with it immediately. In fact, Suning was not much better than the two old men. He also wanted to go and appreciate Tang Bohu's authentic works immediately. You know, there are not many authentic Tang Bohu works in the Palace Museum.

The next two auction items were modern handicrafts with low collection value. Suning and the two old men generously paid 1.7 million US dollars. Then Mr. Guan took a quick look and left Sotheby's auction house holding the "Fallen Flower Poetry Album".

As soon as they left the Sotheby's auction house, Su Ning and the other two drove directly back to the Su residence in Mid-Levels. Then, under the surprised gazes of Han's mother, Nancy and others, they went straight to the study in the Su residence.

Seeing the two old people and one young person acting strangely, who didn't even bother to greet them, made Han's mother and the other two feel very strange, especially the scroll in Grandpa Guan's arms, which made them very surprised.

"Nancy, what are they doing? They're so mysterious!"

"Huh? Maybe I received something good again!"

"Well, it's possible!" Han's mother finally showed a relieved expression, and then looked at Nancy with a wry smile, "Chunming has loved these things since he was a child. When he was in Beijing, he used all his salary to buy these things, and he often had to borrow money from others."

"Haha, it's rare for him to have a hobby."

"Hey! Nancy, just don't hate him for being obsessed with material things!"

"Haha, Mom, the wealthy people in Hong Kong are very strange." Nancy smiled and explained to Han's mother, "Some like to play with planes and yachts, some like to keep celebrities and go to Macau to gamble, and the better ones like to play golf and travel around."

"Ah? Is it like this here in Hong Kong?"

"Haha, that's about right!"

As soon as Suning brought the two old men to the study, they nervously opened the scroll. Looking at the care and caution they showed, it seemed as if they were on a pilgrimage.

"Chunming, I took a casual glance at it at the auction just now, and I am almost certain that it is an authentic work of Tang Bohu." Grandpa Guan explained with surprise.

"Haha, that's good!"

At this time, the Broken Marquis was appraising the nine-meter-long scroll with rapid breathing, and he had no time to talk to Su Ning and the others. After a long time, the Broken Marquis excitedly said, "It's an authentic work! It's definitely an authentic work!"

And it should be a work by Tang Bohu in his middle age."

"Yes! It seems that the American donkey doesn't know the value of things, otherwise we would not have been able to take it down." Old Master Guan also looked relieved, and his expression was more colorful than when he saw a peerless beauty.

"Haha, two old men, you better take it easy!" Looking at the two excited old men, Suning said jokingly with a smile, "There are so many good things!
Don’t get so excited that you can’t breathe, or I’ll be in trouble.”

"Ah? Is there still an auction?"

"Haha, there are no more auctions!" Looking at Grandpa Guan and Marquis Pauper, who were both seeing stars, Su Ning explained with a smile, "But I have always opened antique shops all over the world, buying back authentic antiques from the Europeans and Americans who are in dire straits.

This time I asked you to come to Hong Kong so that you can travel and help with the appraisal."

"Huh? Really?"

"Really!" Su Ning suddenly looked at Grandpa Guan and Marquis Pauper with a serious expression, and then solemnly explained his idea, "You may be wondering why I have been staring at the collection in your hands. It is because I want to open a super private museum that far surpasses the Metropolitan Museum of Art in the United States and the British Museum in London, England."

"Ah? You really aren't selling antiques to make money?" Old Master Guan swallowed and stared blankly at his disciple in front of him.

"Haha, Master, our ideals and aspirations are the same as yours. We will not tolerate the flow of truly good things abroad."

"Okay! I've decided to sell my collection to you."

"Thank you, Master!" Su Ning was pleasantly surprised and solemnly promised Grandpa Guan, "I will set up a special Guan family exhibition hall in the Su Family's Prosperous Collection Museum in Beijing. I will explain in detail the stories behind each collection and let the people remember the Guan family's contributions to cultural relic protection throughout the ages."

"Okay! Chunming, I know what you're worried about." Grandpa Guan said with great relief, "I will sign a legal contract with you and have my son come back to sign it as well. I will definitely not leave you with any trouble."

"Master, thank you for your support!"

Listening to the conversation between the master and the apprentice, Hou Polan's expression was quite complicated. He also wanted to sell his collection to Suning at ten times the market price, but he was really reluctant to give up these years of achievements and hobbies.

Su Ning looked at the complicated expression on Marquis Pauper's face. How could he not understand his feelings? Then he looked at Marquis Pauper with real feelings, "Marquis Pauper, please sell me your collections too!"

"I will also set up a Hou family exhibition hall in the museum, and record the history of your ancestors in detail. It's much better than you hiding it every day."

"Also, maintaining antiques is a delicate job. You're getting older, and your daughter doesn't understand these things. It will definitely become more and more difficult in the future."

"Why not sell them all to me now? Not only will you be able to enter and exit the museum freely, but you'll also be able to play with more and more valuable antiques."

"Chunming, please stop talking." The Broken Marquis covered his head in pain and said with a wry smile, "My mind is in a mess right now. Let me think about it carefully."

"Well, if you agree, I can hire you as a museum appraisal expert and take you to auctions all over the world."

Hou Polan knew that what Su Ning said was the truth. He only had one daughter, Hou Su'e, and she was a very willful person. When she was willful, she could do anything without caring about others.

I really don’t know what my daughter Hou Su’e will do with these collections after I pass away. Instead of letting my daughter, who knows nothing about them, sell them as “junk”, it would be better for me to sell them at a high price now. Maybe my daughter Hou Su’e likes money more.

"Okay! I'll sell you my collection too!" The Tattered Marquis gritted his teeth and agreed, "But you have to take care of me until a hundred years have passed."

"Haha, don't worry! I will take full responsibility for everything between you and Old Man Guan." Su Ning breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Broken Marquis sincerely. "You know exactly how I treated the old man, Broken Marquis. As for my character, Han Chunming, I believe you also know it very well. I will keep my word for the rest of my life."

Grandpa Guan and Marquis Polan were two "hard bones" that were too difficult to deal with. After so much time and so much work, I finally took them all down today.

(End of this chapter)