"I don't want anything else, I just want this painting. Mo Xiaosheng walked over with a smile, looked through it symbolically, and picked up a pair of yellowed paper notebooks. In fact, when he first entered this antique shop, he was attracted by the strong turquoise light emitted by this pair of calligraphy on the shelf, and knew that this must be an extremely precious treasure, so he deliberately let the shopkeeper give it to him.

"Okay, no problem, then add this word, and we'll have a deal, no regrets!" The shopkeeper said eagerly, so many people testified, as long as Mo Xiaosheng agreed, it was useless to regret it.

"A word is a certainty!" Mo Xiaosheng smiled and nodded in response.

"You wretched, this broken word and this painting are not even worth 10,000 yuan!" Qiao De scolded angrily, grabbed a teacup and smashed it on Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo Xiaosheng dodged in a flash, and the teacup slammed to the ground and exploded.

"You can solve your own family affairs, you don't have to pay for this teacup, let's go!" The shopkeeper hurriedly packed the fake paintings and calligraphy sheets, and stuffed them into Mo Xiaosheng's hands along with the receipt.

"Mo Xiaosheng, you are too much! Why do you make a decision for my father!" Qiao Yiyi was very angry, this waste still can't change his self-righteous fault, he still has hope to recover the money, but he is so foolish, it is completely useless.

"Yiyi, don't I have 500,000 yuan from you, you can give this money to my dad for me, and I will buy it. Mo Xiaosheng wasn't angry, what they cared about wasn't money, just give him the money.

"You. Qiao Yiyi glared at Mo Xiaosheng fiercely, "Since you said it, then I will give this money to my father." After saying that, she took out her mobile phone and transferred the 500,000 directly to Jod. Jod saw that the money was back, although it was from this son-in-law who was a loser, but most of his anger was gone. But he still said, "Yiyi, let's go home, and I feel ashamed to go with this wretched and ruined son." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked out, Qiao Yiyi didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Xiaosheng, and walked out of the store with Qiao De.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't leave directly, and he didn't want to leave just like that.

"Little brother, can you show me this handwriting?"

At this time, a very energetic middle-aged man suddenly came out of the crowd, staring curiously at the calligraphy in Mo Xiaosheng's hand.

"Don, Professor Tang?" Jod, who was about to walk out, suddenly brightened up when he saw the middle-aged man, and instantly came to his senses. That look is like a star-chasing fan suddenly seeing his idol.

This middle-aged man's name is Tang Li, he is a well-known figure in the antique circle of Heyang City, and he is also a professor of archaeology at Heyang University, and his hobby is collecting antiques.

Although Jode is a businessman, he is also particularly fond of antiques, and he has admired this Tang Li for a long time, and has always wanted to find someone to introduce him to befriend, but he can't get into the eyes of others at his level.

In fact, when Tang Li came just now, the crowd had already stirred because of the surprise, but Qiao De was busy arguing and didn't notice.

"Hello. Tang Li and Mo Xiaosheng said, "Can you show me this painting?"

"Yes!" Mo Xiaosheng hadn't spoken yet, but Qiao De was busy nodding, seeing that Mo Xiaosheng hadn't moved, he raised his foot and kicked him, and said, "Why are you stunned, why don't you hand over the notebook to Professor Tang quickly." ”

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at Qiao De, he didn't speak, took out the notebook and handed it to Tang Li, "Please take a look." ”

"Sure enough, it's Wang Xizhi's Ming and post. Tang Li took a closer look and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Yes, it's a pity that it's a copy of a later generation, and it's very rough and it's worth nothing at all. The shopkeeper was talking coolly in the back, anyway, now that the deal has been sold, he is not afraid that Mo Xiaosheng will regret it.

"It's true that the copy is rough, but even if it's such a rough copy, it's rare to see it, and it's worth 10,000 dollars after all, I don't know if the little brother is willing to cut his love?" Tang Li said with a smile.

"Can this broken word be worth 10,000 yuan?" The shopkeeper's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help but feel a little painful, and he knew that he wouldn't give it to Mo Xiaosheng.

"Little brother, if you are willing, I will pay 30,000 yuan for your word, and I will make up for some losses for you. Tang Li said.

He also saw Jode's fake painting just now, and even if he counted this painting, Jode was also suffering a serious loss. Now this little guy has taken over the whole thing and acted as the main leader. So he thought he was doing a good deed and helped him stop the bleeding.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to sell. Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and politely refused.

"Then I'll add another 20,000, little brother, the price I paid is far more than the market price of this character, no matter which appraisal agency you go to for identification, it will not exceed 10,000 yuan, if I don't personally like Wang Xizhi's words very much, I won't have such a high price." Tang Li's tone was very sincere.

"Professor Tang is an expert, young man, you should sell it quickly. ”

"That is, since Professor Tang said that the market value is 10,000, where do you go to identify it, and this is the money. ”

"Hurry up, if you lose so much money, you should be bloody. ”

"50,000 yuan is already very high, even if you add that painting, it is estimated that it is not worth this money. ”

The onlookers also began to persuade Mo Xiaosheng to seize the opportunity, in the antique circle, who has no eyes, the key is to learn how to stop loss.

"Professor Tang, I'm sorry, I really didn't think about selling this painting. Mo Xiaosheng was a little embarrassed.

"Don't sell it? You are a loser, Professor Tang wants to buy it, so why don't you sell it quickly. Jod on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Mo Xiaosheng again angrily.

Then he turned his head to Tang Li and said, "Professor Tang, since you like it, I will give you the word "I am the master", and we have the right to make friends." ”

Qiao De's monstrous anger just now has been swept away, and he even faintly snickered with joy, anyway, his son-in-law spent 500,000 yuan to buy it, and he was able to make friends with Tang Li, a celebrity, through this painting, how to calculate how it is worth.

"I can't help it, how can I say that this is also bought by the little brother at a big price, and friends can make friends, but he also needs this money. Tang Li hurriedly said.

"I'm sorry, I don't sell this word!" Mo Xiaosheng snatched the word and said in a firm tone.

"You, you, it's the other way around!" Qiao De was very embarrassed by Mo Xiaosheng, and pointed his finger at Mo Xiaosheng, trembling with anger.

"Mo Xiaosheng, what are you doing!" Qiao Yiyi also glared at him angrily, his father was in a good mood so easily, why was he so uninteresting, wasn't he just a broken word.

"It's okay, Professor Tang, he doesn't sell me. The shopkeeper ran over and pulled Tang Li to curry favor and said, "I still have two copies of Wang Xizhi's copying board, which are many times stronger than his one, can you take a look?"

Hearing Tang Li's 50,000 yuan just now, he felt that his heart was dripping blood, but the words had already been sold to Mo Xiaosheng, and he didn't have a problem.

"Oh, but there is still a post?" Professor Tang said curiously.

"There is no Ming and the post, but there is a Linchuan post, and the copy is excellent. The shopkeeper said excitedly, his heart was already counting the money, the world's little known Ming and post rough copy version can be out of 50,000, the well-known Linchuan post copy version may have to be dozens of times.

"That's no need, I already have a copy of the Linchuan post at home. Tang Li shook his head and said with some regret.

The shopkeeper seemed to have been poured cold water on his head and was very disappointed.

"Little brother, let me ask you the last sentence, do you really want to sell this painting?" Tang Li asked Mo Xiaosheng again with some reluctance.

"I'm really sorry not to sell it. Mo Xiaosheng said apologetically.

Tang Li sighed, turned around and walked out.

"You wretched!" Qiao De saw that Tang Li was leaving, and immediately became anxious, and reached out to grab the words in Mo Xiaosheng's hand.

Mo Xiaosheng skillfully dodged away, and saw that the old man was anxious to stammer this Professor Tang, and with Qiao Yiyi's cannibalistic eyes, he had no choice but to rush to Tang Li, who walked outside the door, and shouted, "Professor Tang, please wait a moment, although this painting cannot be sold to you, it can open your eyes with you." ”

What a big breath!

Mo Xiaosheng said that the people were a little displeased, isn't it just a broken word, and let us open our eyes, aside from them, just talk about Professor Tang himself, there are no less than thousands of famous treasures he has seen, how can he open his eyes?

But in fact, Mo Xiaosheng didn't mean anything arrogant in his words, he was talking about things, and what he wanted to let everyone see next might not be seen once in his life by all the antique lovers present.

"Oh, how do you say it?" Tang Li stopped at the door, somewhat displeased with Mo Xiaosheng's big breath.

"The reason why I won't sell it to you is because this pair of calligraphy has something else to offer, and its value may be beyond imagination. Mo Xiaosheng smiled and said.

"What does little brother mean by this, isn't this just an ordinary copy, how can there be anything else?" Tang Li's tone was quite restrained, and he was a little disdainful in his heart, secretly thinking that young people nowadays like to grandstand.

The onlookers also had some complaints, and they really took it as a baby.

"Joke, I've been with this for a year, and if it's really good, I won't be able to see it?" the shopkeeper scoffed.

"The shopkeeper doesn't believe it?" Mo Xiaosheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Of course you don't believe it! You hairy boy, after a few days in the antique world, you dare to hold up with us veterans. The shopkeeper said coldly, and a word pulled everyone to his side.

"That's it, young man, so many of us can see that it's an ordinary copy, don't you say we're all blind?"

"Even if we lose our eyes, can an expert like Professor Tang be able to walk away?"

"What's wrong with young people now, why do they like to pose so much!"

"It's ridiculous!"

was so surrounded by the shopkeeper, and everyone also talked about it, and the words were full of dissatisfaction.

"Since the shopkeeper doesn't believe it, then dare to make a bet with me?" Mo Xiaosheng raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of provocation in his tone.

"Bet on it, you say, how to bet?" The shopkeeper was also very unconvinced.

"So, if there is really a mystery in this painting, you will return my 500,000 to me, and if I can't find it, I will give you another 500,000. ”

"Okay, it's a word, this is what you said, everyone heard it, help me testify!" The shopkeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed, already treating Mo Xiaosheng as a complete fool in his heart.

"Mo Xiaosheng!"

Qiao Yi stomped her foot angrily, but Mo Xiaosheng pretended not to hear.

"Toss, just toss, I won't help him with this money, Yiyi, I think you won't go to work tomorrow, go directly to divorce him, I think this kid is completely stupid." Jod's hands began to shake when Mo Xiao was angry.

"Please get me a glass of water. Mo Xiaosheng took care of himself and threw the words on the desk neatly.

After the shopkeeper took the water, Mo Xiaosheng took a sip, and then sprayed the calligraphy with all his strength, repeating it several times to make the surface of the calligraphy evenly wet.

Then he used tweezers to pluck the foot of the copybook, the surface of the copybook actually raised a foot, Mo Xiaosheng clamped the foot of the copybook, slowly lifted, and as this layer of tissue paper was provoked, another word appeared below, which is very similar to the words on the surface, but it is much more delicate and vigorous, and it is from everyone's hands at a glance.

The crowd erupted in exclamations, it was the first time they had seen such a situation, and there was even another word hidden in one word.

"Ming...... Wang Xizhi's ...... Wang Xizhi's True ...... How is this possible?!...... How is that possible!"

Tang Li's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly rushed over to take a closer look, and the whole person was so shocked that he couldn't speak, his two fingers hung in the air and trembled, and he didn't dare to touch the calligraphy on the table.