Meng Zitao's explanation made the middle-aged man completely defeated, hugged his head and cried: "Why am I so unlucky, I bought these five works with my life savings, but there is really no one, how can I explain to my wife and son!"

A big man, crying tears and snot, it was really sad to hear it, but the middle-aged man's performance just now made everyone unable to sympathize.

Meng Zitao's heart did not fluctuate at all, he knew this kind of person too well, with the current result, it was completely self-inflicted, if it wasn't for greed, how could there be such a big loss?

"Teacher Meng, I was wrong, please save me, I spent a total of 1.2 million on these paintings, I don't want 1 million, just 200,000, you can do it, buy them." The middle-aged man begged Meng Zitao, his face full of remorse.

"If you know now, why bother in the beginning?"

Meng Zitao shook his head: "This gentleman, among your five paintings, only the last picture of a mandarin duck lotus is considered to be a certain level, but this is like this, it is impossible for me to spend 200,000 yuan to buy it, after all, it is an imitation, and judging from the paper, it should only be a work in recent years, I don't even know who the author is, how can I spend so much money to buy it?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Then I'll be cheaper, only 100,000, 100,000, the work that can enter your eyes, 100,000 should be worth it, right?"

Meng Zitao smiled: "I'll ask you, what can I do when I buy it? Can I sell it to someone else? I'm sorry, I can't do it yet." ”

"Teacher Meng, you have more ways than me, maybe someone likes this painting, you can do it, accept it." ”

The middle-aged man begged Meng Zitao to buy the painting one after another, and it felt like kraft candy, which made Meng Zitao very impatient.

"Thirty thousand, I just want this painting. Meng Zitao said.

"30,000 is too low......

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Zitao interrupted: "If you don't sell it, find someone else." ”

Meng Zitao's attitude is very firm, he bites the price and does not let go, the middle-aged man has no choice but to agree, it is always good to recover some losses.

Meng Zitao directly took out 30,000 cash from his bag and handed it to the middle-aged man, and after the other party counted it, he took the rest of the things and left in despair.

Next, after Meng Zitao helped the remaining collections to be appraised, a treasure appraisal meeting that started due to an accident came to an end.

After that, Meng Zitao negotiated the price with the owner of the collection he selected, and the price he gave was reasonable, and everyone believed him and happily closed the deal.

After these trivial matters were settled, Mencius took the old lady and her grandson away, and then asked someone to send them to Lingshi so that he could treat the little boy.

In the afternoon, Meng Zitao received a phone call, saying that he had completed the search of Qiu Deye's house and found many cultural relics, including several items that had been reported lost by collectors, and a considerable number of cultural relics that had just been unearthed not long ago. There is now reason to believe that Qiu Deye should be a member of an antique criminal organization, and may be a core member who specializes in dealing with dirt.

Meng Zitao didn't expect that today's unintentional move would actually catch a big fish, so he hurriedly rushed to Qiu Deye's house.

Walking into the house, Meng Zitao saw a depressed Qiu Deye.

When Qiu Deye saw Meng Zitao, he was like an enemy who had killed his father, and his eyes widened angrily: "It turned out to be you! I won't let you go!"

"Be honest!" the case officer next to him rebuked angrily.

"Really?" Meng Zitao smiled and asked the person next to him, "Team Qin, where is the thing that was searched?"

"Director Meng, everything is in the room next to you, I'll take you there. Captain Qin took Meng Zitao to the next room.

Hearing Captain Qin's name to Meng Zitao, Qiu Deye was very stunned, wasn't Meng Zitao the champion of the treasure appreciation competition?

Obviously, Meng Zitao should have a different identity, and his identity is not ordinary.

Qiu Deye thought of the threat he had just made to Meng Zitao, and he was a little restless.

On the other side, Meng Zitao followed Captain Qin into the next room, and saw that there were many antiques on the table and on the ground, all of which were fine products that had been opened to the present generation, and there were two cultural relics that were even national treasures.

Next, Meng Zitao began to identify the authenticity and valuation of these antiques, and asked the staff to record them.

"That's eight thousand six million five hundred and thirty thousand!" said the staff member with some excitement and excitement.

"What a big fish!" Captain Qin was also quite happy, being able to handle such a big case was like pie falling from the sky to him, but he knew that all this was related to Meng Zitao, and he didn't take credit.

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "It is indeed a big fish, but whether this big fish only has so many 'food', we still have to find out." ”

"That's right!" Captain Qin nodded yes again and again, because they didn't bother to find these antiques, based on his previous experience, it was very likely that there were still some treasures hidden in relatively secret places, which was why he didn't take Qiu Deye away directly.

"Let's go, let's go and ask Qiu Deye to 'talk about his heart'. ”

Meng Zitao walked out of the room and walked towards Qiu Deye with a smile.

Meng ...... Eminent...... Teacher Meng, what do you want to do?" Qiu Deye's nervous forehead was sweating.

Meng Zitao had a brute smile on his face: "Qiu Deye, I want to talk to you alone, let's go." ”

"Don't, Mr. Meng, have something to say...... Don't, the police are killing people......"

Qiu Deye screamed in his mouth, struggling desperately, but he was still carried into the house by Meng Zitao, and after a while, he was carried out like a dead fish, his clothes were actually soaked with sweat, and his mouth was panting one by one.

Seeing this situation, the case handlers in the house were very curious about what Meng Zitao had done to him.

Meng Zitao didn't care what everyone thought, walked to the Eight Immortals Table in the hall of the house, moved the Eight Immortals Table to the side, and then knocked on the floor tiles under the original table with his hand, and sure enough, the sound was relatively hollow.

Seeing this situation, the case handlers didn't know what it meant, and everyone hurriedly used tools to open the floor tiles, and a hole with only one width appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone first used some methods to try the environment underneath, whether there were any toxins and the like, and then sent people into the basement. Soon, the news came that the basement was not large, but there were more than a dozen antiques inside, and each one looked like it was worth a lot.

With the cooperation, the antiques in the basement were carefully sent to the ground, each of which can be regarded as a national treasure, and the value of these antiques surprised Mencius a little, and it was calculated to be more than one billion.

What surprised Meng Zitao even more was that he found a golden mirror in it, and the pattern on the back was Xuanwu.