Chapter 296: Chapter 296 Grass Heart Sutra
Boss Cai and the others didn’t know what the man in the Zhongshan suit was saying, but Lin Fei did.
Doubt flickered in Lin Fei’s eyes: Could it be that this mysterious man had also discovered the hidden secret of this calligraphy work?
Xiao Ling was also puzzled and said to Lin Fei, “Lin Fei, who is this person? What exactly is he talking about?”
Lin Fei shook his head and said, “I don’t know.”
Then Lin Fei checked his phone; it was nearly 11 PM—ti to head back.
“Young Master Xiao, we should be going back,” Lin Fei said to Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling originally hoped to find so antique collections, but it seed there were many fakes, and this business was too deep.
He lost his enthusiasm and nodded to Lin Fei, “Lin Fei, let’s go. It’s not too late to have a cup of tea at my office before heading back.”
Lin Fei agreed.
So, Lin Fei, Li Qing, Zhang Ruoxi followed Xiao Ling out of the antique calligraphy venue.
Qin Yunyue, Xie Wenbo, Qin Zimo watched the distant silhouettes of Lin Fei and Xiao Ling.
Xie Wenbo asked Qin Yunyue, “Young Master Qin, who was that man in the Zhongshan suit just now?”
A gleam flashed in Qin Yunyue’s eyes as he replied, “If I’m not mistaken, that man in the Zhongshan suit is the person from the Capital City.”
Xie Wenbo seed to recall sothing, then nodded, “Now that you ntion it, Young Master Qin, I think I know who it is.”
However, Qin Zimo and Xie Wenting on the side were left in the dark.
But they didn’t care who the man in the Zhongshan suit was; Qin Zimo just watched Lin Fei’s departing figure, rembering how he had walked past earlier without even looking at her, and felt a bit lost.
And Xie Wenting always secretly glanced at Qin Yunyue with tender eyes, which made Jiangling trendously jealous.
“Alright, we should be going back too.” Although Qin Yunyue didn’t rake in a fortune like Xiao Ling tonight, he did acquire a piece of jadeite, profiting millions, which was so gain.
More importantly, he saw the arrogant Jiangling, who boasted about defeating Huadu University’s basketball team, lose a gamble on stones and lose a billion.
This let him vent a breath of satisfaction.
So, he was in a decent mood.
Xie Wenbo, Xie Yiting, Qin Zimo also wanted to go back.
So, the four left the gambling venue.
After the four walked out of the Fuli Grand Hotel, since Qin Zimo was still recovering, Qin Yunyue and the Xie Wenbo siblings imdiately sent Qin Zimo back to the hospital.
Just as their car left, Jiangling got into a rcedes and followed closely behind.
At this ti, inside a luxurious office at the Fuli Grand Hotel.
Leather sofa, mahogany coffee table, imported Italian carpet, all sorts of luxurious and high-end furnishings.
Xiao Ling said to Lin Fei, “Lin Fei, this is my office. Although I’m still in college, my dad has given a position as a vice-president at the Fuli Hotel Group. It’s just a na; the actual authority still remains with my dad.”
Lin Fei said, “Following in your father’s footsteps is good.”
Xiao Ling said, “There’s no choice. I wanted, after graduation, to find a nine-to-five job, to train myself and experience life, but now it seems this wish is unattainable.”
What is called pretentious, Lin Fei felt Xiao Ling was exactly this.
A young master of a wealthy family, surrounded by riches, yet saying he wants a nine-to-five job after graduation to train and experience life.
This made Lin Fei can’t help but say to Xiao Ling, “If you aren’t pretentious, Xiao Ling, we are still friends.”
Li Qing imdiately burst into laughter, “Haha, Young Master Xiao, you’re being pretentious again.”
Zhang Ruoxi and Li Ke also had smiles on their faces.
Xiao Ling didn’t expect his pretentiousness to be revealed by Lin Fei with just one line.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, promptly changing the topic, “Lin Fei, would you like Da Hong Pao or Longjing?”
Lin Fei casually replied, “Either is fine.”
Xiao Ling then brewed a cup of Da Hong Pao for Lin Fei, Li Qing, Li Ke, and Zhang Ruoxi.
“Lin Fei, just now that man in the Zhongshan suit said Zhang Xu’s Grass Heart Sutra is such a peerless masterpiece cannot be owned by soone like you; what does that an?” Xiao Ling again brought up his earlier doubt.
He knew well that Lin Fei had purchased the calligraphy as a fake, falsely claid under the na Yu Youren as Zhang Xu’s “Stomach Pain Note,” which was not the Grass Heart Sutra.
Seeing that everyone here was among his own people, Lin Fei didn’t hide anymore, saying to Xiao Ling, “What that person said was correct; there actually is a Grass Heart Sutra by the sage of cursive script, Zhang Xu.”
As Lin Fei said these words, Xiao Ling, Li Qing, and the others all had looks of surprise on their faces.
Xiao Ling said in astonishnt, “This calligraphy work has another Grass Heart Sutra by the sage of cursive script, Zhang Xu?”
Lin Fei nodded, then laid the roll of calligraphy on the table and unfurled it.
The piece was not wide, only four or five dozen centiters, but nearly a ter long; the content of “Stomach Pain Note” was crystal clear on top.
But Xiao Ling couldn’t see any Grass Heart Sutra.
Just as Xiao Ling was greatly puzzled, Lin Fei asked, “Is there a blade?”
Xiao Ling imdiately fetched a blade from the drawer for Lin Fei, though he was quite confused about what Lin Fei needed it for.
At that mont, Lin Fei took the blade and carefully started slicing open the mounting paper along the edges.
As the top mounting paper was sliced open, it revealed a layer of older yellow paper beneath.
It took nearly half an hour before Lin Fei used the blade to completely cut open the mounting paper around the calligraphy work.
Then, Lin Fei put the blade aside and lifted off the top “Stomach Pain Note,” separating it from the paper beneath.
Xiao Ling, Li Qing, and others were stunned to see that once the top piece was lifted, it revealed another calligraphy work hidden in the middle layer.
This hidden calligraphy piece had characters each executed with great strength, wild yet not unprincipled, a calligraphy aura flowing with freedom, executed with divine skill, offering an impression of infinite grace, with strokes broken but intentions connected, inviting endless imagination.
It was clearly the work of a master, incomparable to the fake “Stomach Pain Note.”
The cursive script on this piece read: Observing the Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, seeing the emptiness of all five aggregates, he transcended all suffering. Shariputra, form does not differ from emptiness, emptiness does not differ from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form…
“Is this Zhang Xu’s Grass Heart Sutra?” Xiao Ling finally regained composure and asked Lin Fei.
Lin Fei nodded, “Indeed, this is the true work of Zhang Xu’s Grass Heart Sutra.”
Looking at the Grass Heart Sutra, Xiao Ling asked Lin Fei, “How did you know this Grass Heart Sutra was hidden between the layers?”
Lin Fei replied, “Previously, when I accidentally knocked this roll of calligraphy over, I noticed the mounting paper edges frayed, revealing a middle layer of paper with differing colors, one new, one old, so I suspected that there was so secret hidden between the layers.”
Of course, Lin Fei discovered the hidden Grass Heart Sutra not by seeing the paper colors but through X-ray Vision.
However, he couldn’t admit to this ability, so he had to use this excuse.
Xiao Ling gave a thumbs up to Lin Fei, expressing admiration beyond asure, “Incredible! Lin Fei, I didn’t expect you to notice even such subtle details. I, Xiao Ling, only admire you!”
Simultaneously, he mused: If Boss Cai knew he had sold the true work of Zhang Xu to Lin Fei for just one thousand yuan, wouldn’t he vomit blood on the spot?
Lin Fei smiled and then took up the blade again, fully separating the Grass Heart Sutra from the underlying paper.
Then, he rolled up Zhang Xu’s true Grass Heart Sutra and put it back in the box.
“Lin Fei, the true work of Zhang Xu is a rare treasure. If you wish to sell it, I would definitely have my auction company fetch you an astronomical price,” Xiao Ling said to Lin Fei.
Lin Fei replied, “This is a treasure of China, beyond monetary value, and I will not take it to auction.”
Xiao Ling nodded, feeling even more respect for Lin Fei.
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