The True Becomes False, and the False Becomes True (Part Three)

After hearing Chu Chen's explanation, Uncle Wu said with a smile, "That's indeed the case. However, I think the main reason is still the influence of hearsay. Of course, Ma Laocai's poor character was also a major factor. If Ma Laocai hadn't had such a bad reputation, someone might have bought it back."

Chu Chen also smiled. "He brought it upon himself. Of course, if Ma Laocai weren't that kind of person, I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity."

"Uncle-in-law, if this calligraphy is genuine, how much would it be worth?" Lin Guangxin asked from the side.

Chu Chen shook his head. "This is a masterpiece created by Zhao Mengfu in his later years. By then, his calligraphy had already matured into the 'Zhao style.' Moreover, this Ode to the Luo River Goddess could be considered one of Zhao Mengfu's representative works, and its significance is rather special. So it's truly difficult to estimate its price. Generally speaking, though, it would definitely be worth more than ten million."

Although his supernatural ability had already given him a price earlier, it was truly difficult to say what the market value would be for a work by a master like Zhao Mengfu, especially one of such significance. If it were put up for auction, it would certainly attract a great deal of attention. Once buyers competed for it, no one could possibly predict the final selling price.

"Ten... more than ten million!" Lin Guangxin was so shocked by Chu Chen's words that his jaw nearly dropped. Naturally, aside from Uncle Wu, everyone else nearby was hardly any better.

Only after a long while did Lin Dacheng recover. He muttered, "We spent four hundred and fifty thousand, and in the blink of an eye it became worth more than ten million. Making money is