As soon as He Lin and Wang Wei got off the bus at the cultural market, they saw a crowd of people in front of an antique shop not far away.

He Lin looked up and saw that there was a signboard "Scholar Pavilion" hanging in front of the antique shop.

"Scholarly Pavilion...... That's it!" He Lin greeted and immediately rushed over with Wang Wei.

The two of them squeezed through the crowd, and at a glance, they saw their father and mother Liu Cuilan standing at the door of the store.

At this time, He Wei's face was already red, and he was trembling with anger.

He still had a picture scroll in his hand, arguing with a middle-aged man with a big belly.

"You are definitely not the painting I just photographed!" He Bu said angrily: "You secretly use this fake to play with the bag, and there is no royal law!"

"Hmph, old man, this meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" The fat man was obviously the shopkeeper of this antique shop, he sneered at the moment, and said with a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "This painting of yours is obviously the one in your own photo, and besides, you have already taken the painting out of my store after installing the painting just now." ”

"There has never been a reckoning with the store, and those who play antiques know this rule. ”

The fat shopkeeper put his hands around his chest and said lightly: "Old man, this store has always been honest management, don't pour this dirty water on me!"

"You...... You are! The painting in my previous photo is obviously genuine, and you actually secretly manipulated it for me!" He was so angry that he didn't fight, and his chest rose and fell: "I have never met a black-hearted antique seller like you!"

He Lin listened to the content of the quarrel between the two and already understood the situation, it turned out that He Wei had nothing to do today, so he took Liu Cuilan to this cultural market to shop.

An antique obsessive like He Wei, as soon as he came to this 'Scholar's Pavilion', he couldn't walk, so he had to come in and have a look, and finally fell in love with an ancient painting.

But who knew that he took the ancient painting back only to find that the painting had been dropped by the store.

This dumb person can't eat any differently, so he turned around and came to the store to theorize, which is why this happened.

"Dad, you dissipate your anger, don't be angry about this. He Lin stepped forward and comforted at this time.

"Oh, Xiaolinzi, you're finally here!" Liu Cuilan saw He Lin and Wang Wei, and immediately came up and said, "You come forward and say, this store is indeed too black-hearted!"

"Yo, what's the drop?" The fat shopkeeper saw He Lin and Wang Wei, and tilted his head: "Please also ask for help?"

"Xiao Linzi, tell Dad quickly!"

He He pulled He Lin forward and said: "I'm so angry, I'm really angry, I'm not so angry with the antique circle for so long, and I have never met this kind of black-hearted merchant who secretly transfers bags!"

He is different from the antique circle, and he knows better than anyone the rules of what out of the store does not count as a return account.

But when it comes to this kind of transfer, he can't bear this anger no matter what.

"Oh, it turns out that your name is different, old man?"

Who knows that after the fat shopkeeper heard He Wei and reported his home, there was a flash of banter in his eyes: "I heard a friend say before that there was a guy in the antique street who called 'One Eye Broken Treasure', and that person seemed to be called He Different." ”

"It can't be such a coincidence, it's you, old man, right?"

As soon as these words came out, He Wei's face turned even redder: "You, you!"

"Heh, it seems that you are really an old man?" the fat shopkeeper smiled and said, "Then it's no wonder, it's not the first time that you have been looking away with your eyes." ”

"What's the matter, can't you still come to my store to slander people?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you dead fat man!" Wang Wei rolled up his sleeves and helped: "If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, we will call the police immediately!"

"Call the police?"

The fat shopkeeper was not only not afraid, but said with a smile: "If you have the ability, report it!" I want to see who will be arrested when the patrol police come, and I also said that you are messing around in Lao Tzu's shop!"

He has something to do with the police in this area, otherwise he wouldn't be so blatantly involved in business.

"Dad, don't worry, Wang, show me the painting first. He Lin stepped forward and said.

He Bu snorted indignantly, and handed the scroll in his hand to He Lin: "Xiao Linzi, look at it yourself, this is clearly a fake!"

He Lin spread the scroll on the table and opened it to see that it was an ancient ink landscape painting.

The scroll unfolds about 1.5 meters, and the landscape of mountains and clouds rendered by pure ancient ink is painted on it.

The style of painting is simple, but it is delicate.

If you just look at the painting skills, it can be regarded as so-so.

However, if you look at the lower part of the left side and the seal, you can see the authenticity at a glance.

"This damn seal is all pasted, no wonder my father said it was fake!" He Lin scolded in his heart.

"The painting is indeed a fake. He Lin was still very decent on the surface, turned his head and asked, "Dad, how much did you spend on the painting just now?"

"Three hundred thousand!"

He didn't stretch out his hand to make a three, and said angrily: "Xiao Linzi, you see this woman painting him to pit me for 300,000, isn't this treating me as an idiot!"

He Lin naturally knows that his father's eyesight is strong, although he mainly focuses on jade, but his father's skills in calligraphy and painting are also not shallow.

With this kind of fake to adjust the bag, no wonder there is such a big fire!

But this painting has been taken out of the store by He Wei, according to the rules of the antique circle, the fat shopkeeper is reasonable.

He Lin sighed secretly in his heart, could it be that this is really going to be dumb and eat Yellow Lotus, and it will be a loss to eat dumb this time?

"Huh——?"

At this moment, He Lin's eyes glanced at it, but he saw that there was a burst of rich treasure light coming from the corner of the defective product disposal rack not far away!

"There is still a treasure in this handling cargo?!" He Lin was stunned for a moment, and immediately counted it in his heart.

"Dad, don't be too angry, since we have already taken this painting out of the store, there is no reason to exchange it. He Lin secretly glanced at He Wei and said with a smile: "And this painting skill is okay, and it is not a loss to buy 300,000 yuan." ”

"You...... What are you talking about?!" He Wei obviously didn't understand He Lin's eyes, and asked with a look of surprise.

The fat shopkeeper was also stunned, and then said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, I didn't see it!

As he spoke, he turned his head to He Yi and said, "Mr. He, your son has said this, what are you still making trouble! Hurry up, don't hinder me in doing business!"

"Brother He, what are you doing here?" Wang Wei hurriedly asked.

"That's it, Xiaolinzi!" Liu Cuilan was also anxious at the moment, and said: "We can't eat this dumb loss and let this black-hearted store gain power." ”

He Lin quietly winked at the two of them, then turned his head to the fat shopkeeper and smiled: "That fat shopkeeper, you see, although I don't want to argue about this matter anymore, but my parents are old, and the old man will definitely not forget it like this." ”

"I'll be fair, in fact, your 300,000 yuan to sell this painting is indeed a little bit expensive. ”

He Lin smiled and said, "It's better to give me some small things casually, so that my parents can have a hope, otherwise this kind of trouble will affect your business, and it will be bad for you and us." ”

After speaking, He Lin walked to the container with the pile of processed goods: "I look at these objects and listen to the old ones, why don't you let me pick one of these, maybe I'm lucky enough to pick it up, and my parents won't make trouble?"

"Oh, does this kid understand antiques?"

"That's it, this pile of rags is still missing, and it's amazing to have such a son!"

"Well, it's really a father's kindness and filial piety. ”

The fat shopkeeper glanced at the container where he was holding defective products, and immediately said arrogantly: "Brother, since you have opened this mouth, I can't refuse." ”

"You can pick whatever is on this shelf! Just let me sell you your personal favor, and this matter will be over today!"

"You can take your parents and leave quickly, don't interfere with my business!"

"Come on, just have your words. ”

He Lin smiled, turned around and rummaged through the pair of defective products.

The fat shopkeeper sneered, these things were basically remnants or low-grade replicas that could not be sold in his store.

Looking for a treasure in a pile of garbage?

What kind of father you have, what kind of son you have!