"Hehe, listen to the shopkeeper, did you agree to bet with me?"

He Lin saw that the fat shopkeeper took the bait, and couldn't help but smile and said: "In this way, if there is really a mystery in my calligraphy, then you will return the 300,000 yuan that my father bought the painting to us." ”

"On the contrary, if my calligraphy is really worthless, then I will pay you another 600,000 yuan!"

When the fat shopkeeper heard it, he was completely giving himself money.

Or double the money!

"You said it yourself, and it's a matter of words!"

The fat shopkeeper was overjoyed, and immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone here has heard it! Please help me testify!"

He sneered in his heart: "I've seen an iron head, I've never seen such an iron head, then Lao Tzu won't fix you to death? Let you see what it means to spend money to buy lessons!"

Thinking of this, the fat shopkeeper's face was full of smiles, and his big mouth was about to grin behind his ears.

"Oh, Xiaolinzi, this post is said to be a fake, why don't you listen to it. ”

He Wei was also so anxious at this time that he stomped his feet, ready to step forward and pull his stupid son away: "Let's go, let's not gamble, how can there be so many leaks on the market to pick up." ”

"Xiao Linzi, or forget it. ”

Liu Cuilan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Listen to your father's advice, my mother doesn't understand this calligraphy, painting, writing and ink." ”

"Since this old man said that it was a fake, let's stop making these meaningless bets. ”

"Oops, hey, what are you going to go!"

At this time, the fat shopkeeper stood up with an unforgiving face, and shouted at He Weiren and the others: "This little brother has already released his words, and I have agreed, now I don't gamble?"

"No way!"

"You really think I'm a public toilet, you can come if you want, but you can't leave if you want to!"

The fat shopkeeper sneered and said arrogantly: "It's okay to go now, leave 600,000, and you can go!"

After speaking, he glanced at his shopkeepers.

A few shop guys instantly understood, and they immediately went up to block He Wei and the others' retreat.

"You...... You profiteer, can't you rob in broad daylight!" He Ge pointed at the fat shopkeeper with a trembling anger, and said angrily: "You, do you still have a royal law!"

"Hmph, Mr. He, everyone here heard what your son said just now. The fat shopkeeper crossed his hands on his hips, glared at He Wei with his nostrils, and said: "Everyone present can testify for me, it is clear that you are not trustworthy!"

"You, you ......!" He was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't explain why.

"Hey, Uncle He, don't worry. ”

Wang Wei hurriedly stepped forward to appease him at this time, and said, "Maybe Brother He really has a way." ”

"Xiao Wang, if we wait, this stinky boy will lose 600,000 again!" He He shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Uncle He, you just believe me!" Wang Wei patted his chest, looked at He Lin and said, "I have been with Brother He for so long, he must have his own ideas when he does this!"

He Lin couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he heard Wang Wei's words.

I have to say that although your parents raised you, sometimes they know you best about some brothers around you.

He was also slightly stunned, and after glancing at it, he was still confident at the moment, and He Lin was also stunned in his heart.

In the end, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head: "Oh, you stinky boy, I'm really going to plant your kid's hands today!"

"Hehe, don't worry Dad, if you lose, it's my own!"

He Lin smiled and quipped, "It won't bother you." ”

After hearing this, he had to shake his head helplessly: "Let it go!"

Seeing his father compromise, He Lin turned his head to the fat shopkeeper at this time and said, "Shopkeeper, come on, bet!"

With that, he spread the yellowed old copy sticker on the table.

He first looked up and down the copybook, although he could see the light through his ability.

But the mystery of this calligraphy, he really didn't have any bottom in his heart at this time.

There is no such thing as a frame, and it is clear that there could not have been an inner layer in the frame.

Inner layer?!

He Lin couldn't help but be stunned when he thought of these two words, and his mind also flashed with light.

He immediately reached out and touched the calligraphy, the rice paper used in this calligraphy felt thicker than ordinary rice paper.

"Is it ......?"

He Lin was overjoyed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, so he got up and said to the fat shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please bring me a glass of water!"

The fat shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but he still snorted coldly and took water.

He wanted to see what tricks this little cub had in mind!

He Lin took the water, took a sip, and then squirted towards the handful of water with all his strength: "Poof——!"

Water splashed out of He Lin's mouth, and all of them were sprinkled on the calligraphy.

In this way, after He Lin sprayed two or three mouthfuls in succession, the calligraphy was completely wet and even.

He Lin put the water glass aside and squinted at the entire calligraphy on the table, as if waiting for it to change.

"Boy, you think you're acting in a costume drama?"

The fat shopkeeper saw that He Lin was spraying water again, and looking at the calligraphy in a daze, and couldn't help but sneer: "Spray with water, why don't you roast it with fire!"

"Don't be stupid!

"Hahaha ......"

The onlookers were also amused by the fat shopkeeper's words and laughed one after another.

What a silly boy!

At this time, the corners of He Lin's mouth hooked up a smile: "Shopkeeper, I don't know if you have heard a story?"

"Story?"

The fat shopkeeper frowned, puzzled, "What story?"

He Lin stared at the calligraphy with blazing eyes, and said lightly: "In ancient times, Chinese painting framers had a craft that could uncover an ink painting layer by layer. ”

"According to the thickness of the rice paper, the general rice paper can also be peeled in three layers!"

"There have been reports before that a painting worth tens of millions of dollars was divided into three. ”

He Lin suddenly paused when he said this.

He noticed that the corner of the rice paper on the tabletop that was wet with water was slowly warped!

He Lin was overjoyed, looked at the fat shopkeeper and said: "That kind of person is called 'revealing the painter', and the exquisite revealing master is also known as 'one painting and nine revelations'!"

"So what?" the fat shopkeeper heard it in a fog, and looked disapproving: "Don't give me all the things you have, this calligraphy is an imitation, don't die too!"

"If you lose, get the money quickly!"

"Hehe, don't worry, shopkeeper. ”

He Lin raised his head and smiled, and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have any small tweezers in your store?"

"Nope!"

The fat shopkeeper snorted coldly and said, "When you get out of the water and tweezers, do you still think that my antique shop is a grocery store?!"

"Hey, little brother, I've got it here!"

At this moment, a voice in the crowd shouted.

He Lin followed the prestige, and it turned out that the middle-aged owner of the grocery store next door was also watching the excitement.

At this time, seeing that He Lin needed tweezers, he immediately took one from the store.

He Lin took the tweezers from the grocery store owner and said with a smile: "Thank you!"

Only then did he hold the tweezers and gently flick the calligraphy a few times, and the upturned horns in that place were actually dialed higher!

"It's done!" He Lin whispered with a smile.

He Lin stopped talking nonsense, and directly clamped the corner of the calligraphy with small tweezers, and carefully lifted it!

In this way, the copybook on the desktop was slowly divided into two by He Lin!

The layer He Lin was holding in his hand was the crude copybook on the surface, and there was a layer of rice paper on the table.

I saw that there was calligraphy on the layer of paper on the table.

If you take a closer look, it turns out to be a "Ming and Paste"!

"Hmph, I also reveal nine paintings in one painting, and the artist is in the business of revealing genuine paintings to sell them for money!"

The fat shopkeeper sneered as he walked in to look at the calligraphy on the table: "This calligraphy is originally a copy, no matter how many layers you uncover, it is all copied, and it cannot become a ......."

"How is that possible!"

Before the fat shopkeeper finished speaking, he screamed in surprise when he saw the copybook on the table.