He Manzhou said this is indeed good.

Baiyulou is the industry of the Bai family, the Bai family is second to none in the antique industry in Z city, and several generations are engaged in the antique business, it is said that the ancestors of the Bai family started as a collector, and the largest antique city in Z city was opened by the Bai family. It is an old store that has been operating for hundreds of years, and the quality and reputation are incomparable to those who come after it.

The store at the mouth of the alley on Bishui Street is their head office, and this geographical location alone is enough to show the Bai family's status in the antique market in S City.

- That's a proper leader in the antique world.

"Elder Li, the more urgent you are to use money, the more you have to keep your eyes open and quietly tell you that there are many profiteers in the antique business. ”

He Manzhou's tone was a little joking, but the content of his words made Ma Yangkun extremely uncomfortable. As soon as this fake sentence was spoken, his face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ma Yangkun followed the prestige, and his displeased gaze stopped at the girl opposite.

It was a young girl in her early twenties, and even though she was wrapped in a bloated down jacket, she could see that she was in good shape. The long black hair hangs casually over the shoulders, the face is not powdered, and the big sparkling eyes are slightly curved, looking smart and cute.

This is a beautiful woman who has walked on the street and met it, which is enough to make people look at it a few more times.

But for people who are a little weak after being demolished, they obviously can't feel any appreciation, and just want her to shut up quickly.

"Girl, you can't talk nonsense, you know what antiques at a young age, hurry up and cool off. ”

Ma Yangkun lifted his eyelids, looked at He Manzhou from top to bottom, and sneered.

"You tear down my platform in public, saying that my thing is fake and ruining my business, if you can't tell me why, little girl...... Hehe. ”

"Let me really say, then I'll just comment. ”

He Manzhou stepped forward and took the snuffbox that Ma Yangkun had just touted.

"I heard you just say that the inner wall snuff bottle in the Guangxu period is the handwriting of Ma Shaoxuan, the "Four Families in Beijing", so this is the snuff box of the Beijing faction, am I right?"

"Hey, do you still know the Beijing School?" The inner painting snuff bottles are divided into three categories: the Ji School, the Lu School and the Beijing School, and they also have their own merits in terms of style and style, it seems that I didn't expect He Manzhou to really have a bit of eyesight, Ma Yangkun was obviously a little surprised, "This is the authentic Beijing School snuff bottle, so can there be a fake?"

In response to this question, He Manzhou nodded and said with a smile: "I remember, Ma Shaoxuan's flowers and birds, landscapes, insects, fish, and flowers are all fine, but I have never heard of him painting such a picture?"

Hearing this, Ma Yangkun was even more sure that the little girl had no real skills, he raised his eyebrows and sneered and responded: "Girl, let me give you a piece of advice, don't come out and be embarrassed if you know a little bit about it...... Ma Shaoxuan is known as a unique character, how many snuff bottles on the market are from Ma Gongzi's hands, you haven't seen many of them. ”

"Ma Shaoxuan is good at characters, but he is good at drawing historical allusions and folklore, and there are thousands of faces. This snuffbox is painted with a picture of a baby's play, which is a representative feature of the Ji School?"

Hearing this, Ma Yangkun finally panicked.

Whether this object is real or not, he knows best, and he has to say a word at the moment.

"What about the baby play, how do you know that Ma Shaoxuan has never drawn a baby play?"

He Manzhou looked at Ma Yangkun's gradually embarrassing micro-expression carefully, and then deliberately slowed down the speed of his speech, "The representatives of the snuff bottles painted in the Ji School are the Infant Play Picture and the Baizi Picture, and the layout and line drawing and color of this rhyme are all unique styles of the Ji School - as for whether this object is real or false, you should know it in your heart." ”

The old man was hesitating whether he should sell this treasure easily, but Ma Yangkun said it too seriously, and he really needed money urgently, so he thought about solving his urgent need first.

Hearing He Manzhou's few words, he immediately reacted, this shopkeeper is not a serious businessman, and he is a liar, so that he looked at Ma Yangkun with a little wrong gaze.

"Hey, Uncle Li, do you actually believe in the nonsense of a yellow-haired girl?" Ma Yangkun is the person who has seen the scene, barely holding on to a little reason, and laughed dryly, "Little girl, you are going around and around, and you don't have any substantive words, what's the matter, do you want to smash my field by reversing black and white? I, Ma Yangkun, have such a big storefront, and I have been in business for five or six years, and my eyesight is not as good as yours?"

The old man had already begun to suspect Ma Yangkun, he looked at He Manzhou, and asked anxiously: "Then isn't this person a liar, girl, can you help me see if this porcelain vase is real, is he wrong?"

"Little girl, do you have to be responsible for what you say, without thinking about the consequences?"

When he said this, those people who watched the excitement didn't know what to do, but He Manzhou could hear that Ma Yangkun's words clearly contained a threat.

She silently calculated in her heart, she had already offended this local snake by standing up for Li Lao, and if she continued to do so at this moment, it would be nothing more than a complete end to Liangzi.

But there is no such thing as doing half the story.

"Reversing black and white? I'm not that kind of person, even if I smash your field, I won't tell nonsense and wronged people. However, after a little hesitation, He Manzhou continued, "The characteristics of Ma Shaoxuan's snuff bottle are that the front is a painting, the back is calligraphy, and the payment is also an imitation of Ouyang Xun's style, which is neat and rigorous, and complements each other. But the inscription next to this painting is not only written on the front, but also a chic and elegant line of grass. ”

With a pause in his tone, He Manzhou didn't make any detours and said bluntly.

"The painting method of the Ji school, the handwriting of the grass, but the title of Ma Shaoxuan's inscription, do you dare to say that this object is real?"

When this sentence fell, Ma Yangkun's face completely changed.

The crowd of onlookers are all not big things to watch the excitement, and when they first saw He Manzhou to dismantle the stage, they just had the mentality of having melons to eat, and they didn't have any intention of standing in line. And when she said every word reasonably, Ma Yangkun's momentum weakened significantly. This rhetorical question was in an ordinary tone, but it was in one sentence, and it drove this arrogant and domineering black-hearted shopkeeper to a dead end.

At this point, these people finally saw the fame and knew that this was a profiteer who could be an honest man, and began to talk around.

"Hey, don't say it, it's a bit problematic with this drawing, and the co-author is so mysterious, it's fake. ”

"The snuff box in the Guangxu period, I don't look like ...... It's a fake, tsk, take fake antiques to deceive people, the shopkeeper has no vision, or the quality is not good. ”

"It's a later word to deceive people, he's a life-saving money for pit people, hey......"

Seeing the discussions coming, Ma Yangkun couldn't sit still, a layer of sweat oozed from his head, and his face changed a little.

"I'm not going to look at this snuff bottle, but you have yellow mouth and white teeth and say that everything in my store is fake, isn't it too much? ”

She was not afraid to question He Manzhou, her eyes swept over the few objects placed in the front, and commented on them one by one.

"The metal tire enamel process is most famous for cloisonné enamel and painted enamel, and cloisonné enamel is nothing more than three basic types: fine wire coarse glaze, coarse silk light glaze and uniform silk thick glaze. You say that this is a cloisonné enamel ware from the Wanli period, but the production method of this thick glaze cloisonné is nondescript and nondescript, and it is genuine?"

"As for this purple sand tea set, it is important to pay attention to the weight of the pot body, and the color of the vessel is purple and shiny, but the brightness of your piece is ground by white wax, and it is slippery to touch...... And this cloisonné jar, do you need me to continue?"

As He Manzhou said more, Ma Yangkun's face became even more ugly, and in the air-conditioned room, the man with a big waist and a round waist was stunned and forced out of a cold sweat. And just as He Manzhou took another step forward, holding the cloisonné bottle and was about to comment, her mobile phone rang suddenly.

The phone rang like a help, and he finally swallowed the turbid breath that hung in his throat.

Ma Yangkun's original intention was to be ruined, but his business was angry, and seeing that He Manzhou was only in his early twenties, even if he was really half an expert, he might not know too much, and there was always a time to look away. And the water in the field of antiquities and cultural play is the deepest, if she comments a few more things and says something wrong, Ma Yangkun can logically seize the flaws and get the field back.

The authenticity of He Manzhou's argument before is no longer convincing, and it can't be counted, and if you can't save the business, you can accept the fine blue and white porcelain vase in Li Lao's hand at a very low price.

Who knew that this wishful thinking not only failed at all, but also lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.

On the other hand, on He Manzhou's side, he obviously didn't have time to care what the profiteer was thinking.

There are three big words "Luo Xixi" dancing on the caller ID, which is He Manzhou's colleague, the narrator of the Tianwentang Museum.

"Manman, are you busy, can you come over, the museum is in a bit of a hurry. ”

"What's the matter?" He Manzhou struggled between not wanting to work overtime.

"Hey, Mr. Su's exhibition next Monday, anyway, you should come over quickly. ”

Hearing this Mr. Su, He Manzhou frowned slightly, she didn't ask any more questions, knowing that this overtime trip was essential, but she just hastily put down the sentence "It's done, you wait for me", and hung up the phone.

And in just a few minutes, Ma Yangkun obviously came out of the shadow of asking for a hammer. He knew that he had met a master today, and he couldn't save the situation by just verbal arguments, and after suffering one after another, he couldn't even hold on to the hypocrisy that he barely maintained.

"Little girl, do you really think you're following the onions?" Ma Yangkun's eyes sank and he sneered.

"What do you mean?" He Manzhou was anxious to leave, without meaning to pick up.

"What's the matter, I dismantled my stage today, and let me lose the row of noodles in front of the big guy, I just want to leave so easily, and you can't take advantage of all the good things? Do you look down on me Ma Yangkun, or do you look down on this Ma Ji antique?" Ma Yangkun completely stopped hiding it, and looked at He Manzhou with unkind eyes.

"You did something inauthentic yourself, and you blamed me for being slapped in public?" He Manzhou glanced at Ma Yangkun in surprise, and glanced at the old man beside him, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, Old Li, let's go." ”

Who knows, Ma Yangkun leaned back on Erlang's legs and expressed the face of the ruffian and hooligan vividly.

"Yo, who told you that you can just leave? My friends on the road are ready to come, if you leave now, won't you let them run for nothing?"