"Regardless of the means of using ink, which is not particularly easy to identify, let's talk about this paper. Although the paper used in this painting is fine and flexible, it is precisely because of this that this paper will not be a paper with many years, and it will be seventy or eighty years at most. This is still the result of a simple look, and who knows if this is deliberately old. ”

"As for this painting, hehe. ”

Zheng Bei's finger scratched a plaque in the painting, and then said: "Needless to say, you should also know that the possibility of this painting being genuine is almost zero, so the only thing that can make this painting valuable is that this painting is copied by a famous artist." But you don't look at the text on the painting, which is written in simplified Chinese. ”

What's worse is that the order of these words is still from left to right, instead of the ancient right-to-left reading and writing order. What does this mean? This shows that even if this painting is copied from a copy, it is a painter who has no common sense at all, copying a fake painting that was made after the founding of the People's Republic of China. ”

"If the original copy is from a famous artist, it can be worth a price, but if it is a fake painting from an unknown junior, what price can it be worth? ”

"As for this bicycle...... Zheng Bei pointed to the bicycle that was quietly parked in a corner of the painting, and couldn't help laughing: "If you can still cover up the past and hide it, but how to explain this bicycle to the buyer?" Zheng Zheng, I won't talk about you if you don't see the other places, but you can't see such an obvious mistake...... You're a bit of an overperformer. ”

Zheng Zheng waited for Zheng Bei to stop talking, and then asked, "Finished?"

"Ah......" Zheng Bei looked at Zheng Zheng's calm face, and he didn't see any panic and remorse at all, Zheng Bei didn't react for a while, and was a little stunned.

Zheng Zheng shook his head, walked to the counter, put away the "Qingming Riverside Picture" on the counter, and said to Zheng Bei behind him: "You can see the problem, do you think I can't see it?" Zheng Bei, you can't help but think too highly of yourself, right?"

"You ......," Zheng Bei was speechless for a while.

Rolling up the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", Zheng Zheng turned to look at Zheng Bei, shook his head and said: "Since this painting is fake like this, I dare to let him sell it in the store, haven't you seen the benefits in this painting?"

Zheng Bei was choked by Zheng Zheng's words, and after a long time, Zheng Bei barely held back a sentence: "The dead duck has a hard mouth." ”

"Hmph. ”

Zheng Zheng snorted coldly, shook his head, and put the "Qingming Riverside Picture" in his hand properly and put it into the glass window under the counter.

When he first saw this painting, Zheng Zheng thought exactly the same as Zheng Bei, and he didn't think that this painting could be sold for any price. This kind of fake painting can no longer be fake, even if it is sold as a handicraft, no one will want it, let alone sell it as an antique.

But when Zheng Zheng saw the reaction of the bronze scales to the painting, Zheng Zheng stopped insisting on this idea.

At that time, he inadvertently glanced at the bronze scale, and subconsciously squinted, but saw that the projection of "Qingming Riverside Map" appeared on the bronze balance, and on the weighing pan on the other side, there were several chips that kept changing.

In the past, whenever the bronze balance made a judgment on the value of an item, its judgment was fixed, showing a few chips at first, and then showing a few chips, never saying that there was any fluctuation. However, when the bronze balance judged the painting, Zheng Zheng found that the chips on the bronze balance were constantly changing and dissipating, more or less, and the price of his judgment was not stable for a moment.

When the chips are the highest, the chips can add up to more than 2 million, while when the chips are the least, the chips on them add up to only 1340,000.

This situation has never happened, and Zheng Zheng looked at it twice at that time. And a detail in the change of chips on the bronze balance attracted his attention: although those chips were uncertain, on the weighing plate, there was a chip representing "100,000" that never disappeared and floated away, and stopped steadily on the bronze scale.

That is to say, the value of this painting is not easy to determine, the highest may be sold for one or two million, but the lowest and lowest, the value of this painting will not be less than 100,000.

Although it is not clear why this happens on the bronze balance, this performance of the bronze balance has reassured Zheng Zheng.

Since this painting is also worth a minimum of 100,000 yuan, there is nothing to be afraid of!

But even so, Zheng Zheng still added a little caution in his heart, the performance of the bronze balance this time was too strange, so he couldn't pay more attention. It is precisely because of this caution that Zheng Zheng did not recklessly accept the painting, but signed such an agreement with the middle-aged man. Although the bronze balance estimated a minimum price of 100,000, the painting ...... Looking at the very eye-catching bicycle, Zheng Zheng really didn't know if this painting could be sold.

At this time, Zheng Bei provoked, but Zheng Zheng couldn't tell the matter of the bronze balance, so he could only fight back lightly in this way. In fact, in his heart, it is not without worries.

"Don't talk too much, Young Master Zheng. ”

After packing up the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", Zheng Zheng turned to look at Zheng Bei, and said mockingly: "No matter what you think in your heart, it's better to think about it in your heart." If I really sell this painting, Zheng Dashao, your face may not look good, right?"

"Hmph, I bet you're not going to sell this painting. ”

Seeing Zheng Zheng say this, the anger in Zheng Bei's heart immediately came up, and he spoke very politely. 、

has suffered so many losses in Zheng Zheng's hands, Zheng Bei also added a few hearts when he spoke and did things, and he was no longer as reckless as he was at the beginning. If it is other jade antiques and other things, Zheng Zheng may be able to see the more valuable places and sell them smoothly for a profit. But this painting is definitely not an antique, which Zheng Bei is 10,000 percent sure of.

If this painting is replaced with something else, Zheng Bei may have to be a little more careful after suffering so many losses, but such a fake "Qingming Riverside Picture" can no longer be fake, so that Zheng Bei is full of confidence when he speaks.

"I'm sorry, even if I sell this painting, it's my own business, what does it have to do with you? What kind of gamble did I make with you?"

Speaking of this, Zheng Zheng spread his hands and said, "Besides, I don't have any bets that can be put on the table now, and I can't make this bet with you." ”

"Hearing you say that, you are very confident that you will sell this painting?" Zheng Bei heard the meaning of Zheng Zheng's words, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zheng Zheng nodded and said, "If you let me take a good look at this painting, I'm really not afraid that this painting won't sell." ”

"Okay. ”

Seeing Zheng Zheng's neat words, Zheng Bei's eyes scratched a few times, and an idea appeared in his heart. He grinned at Zheng Zheng and said, "Since you are so sure, then I will make a bet with you that you will not sell this painting." As for the bets......"

Zheng Bei had already prepared a bet for Zheng Zheng that he couldn't refuse, and now he said it very smoothly: "If you are willing to gamble with me, the request I made with you before will be declared invalid." If you can really sell this painting, then I am willing to help you restore Xiao Zhao's jade bracelet for free, and if you don't sell this painting...... Hehe, what you promised me before, now you can use it as your bet. In this way, isn't it justified that you smashed your glasses and smashed your abacus? ”

After speaking, Zheng Bei looked at Zheng Zheng with a surprised look on his face and sneered, waiting for Zheng Zheng's answer.

"Are you serious? As long as I can sell this painting, you will repair Xiao Zhao's jade bracelet?"