When the shopkeeper saw that there was another business coming to the door, he no longer paid attention to Wang Hao, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly!

The shopkeeper seemed to recognize the person, as if he had discovered a new continent, and exclaimed: "You are Mr. Ye Yuntong Ye, I have seen you on the CCTV treasure appreciation column, but I didn't expect that you yourself are even more beautiful than on TV!"

Ye Yuntong, vice president of the Ancient Art Research Association, is an important guest of CCTV's treasure appreciation program. Her fame in the antique world is as great as Yao Ming and Jordan's fame in the basketball world.

Ye Yuntong nodded at him as a sign of politeness.

She has long been accustomed to such scenes.

The shopkeeper was still chattering, spitting and patting his ass: "Mr. Ye, you can come here, it really makes my small shop shine." I'm a big fan of yours, can you sign me?"

Ye Yuntong had no choice but to use the handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing to sign his name.

The owner of the shop had to look at Shu and wanted to take a photo with Ye Yuntong. Hang it on the storefront as a way to enhance the reputation of your antique shop.

However, he was politely rejected by Ye Yuntong.

Wang Hao used the corner of his eye to peek at this charming young woman. I couldn't help but sigh and secretly exclaimed: It is worthy of everyone's style, and the underwear you wear is so tasteful, you can't accept it!

Just when Wang Hao peeked at Ye Yuntong, Ye Yuntong's eyes as bright as stars were also staring at him.

Wang Hao was a little weak-hearted, and quickly turned around. Pretending to be nonchalant, he began to admire the landscape ink paintings hanging on the wall.

"Sir, can you let me admire the scroll in your arms?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao's heart was slightly stunned, pointed to the scroll in his hand, and asked, "You mean this painting?"

Ye Yuntong smiled indifferently and asked rhetorically, "Could it be that you still have a second painting?"

Wang Hao shook his head with a smile and handed over the scroll.

Ye Yuntong carefully opened the scroll slowly.

Her clear eyes, as bright as the stars in the night sky, stared at the scroll without blinking.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Yuntong's eyes suddenly lit up, and the hand holding the scroll trembled with excitement, and shouted in surprise: "This is one of the eight great mountain people of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Wei's true handiwork!"

Xu Wei, a master of calligraphy and painting during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, called himself Qingteng, and is recognized as the originator of the "Qingteng School". Splash ink painting freehand home, wild grass poems, the real high book is not vulgar!

Zheng Banqiao, a proud calligrapher and painter in the Qing Dynasty, was shocked when he saw Xu Wei's poems and paintings. The seal is engraved with nine big characters: Zheng Xie, the lackey under Xu Qingteng. In this way, he expressed his admiration for Xu Wei and the waves of the river.

It can be seen from this that Xu Qingteng's paintings have such a bad collection value!

However, for antique calligraphy and painting, Wang Hao is a layman. He also didn't know much about Xu Qingteng, he only knew that the other party was a master of calligraphy and painting, and that's it.

"This gentleman, this painting, are you willing to cut your love?" When this sentence was asked, Ye Yuntong's eyes when he looked at Wang Hao were full of heat. The longing look is like a womanizer who suddenly sees a beautiful woman who is not an inch and her skin is better than snow.

As she spoke, she stretched out three fingers as white as jade and asked, "I'm willing to pay this price!"

Seeing that the other party was fanatical, and he was also a famous expert in the antique world. These three fingers, the number they represent, are certainly not 30,000.

If it's not 30,000, it should be 300,000?

This antique calligraphy and painting is really exciting!

Ye Yuntong saw that Wang Hao didn't answer, and mistakenly thought that his price was low, so he hurriedly stretched out a finger again: "I'll add another million, four million, how about it?"

, four million?

This time, it was Wang Hao's turn to have his eyes shining.

Soon, though, he calmed down.

You can bid four million calligraphy and paintings in private, but if you get it at auction, what's the matter, you can double it, right?

You can't see that the other party is beautiful, so you sell the baby cheaply, right?

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye, I don't want to sell this painting for the time being!"

After listening to Wang Hao's words, Ye Yuntong's expression was stunned. In the bright eyes, the moment is like a falling meteor, dimmed, and it looks very lost.

She loved calligraphy and painting all her life, and she especially liked Xu Qingteng's splashed ink freehand paintings, which were almost crazy. It is precisely because of this that she is now thirty years old and still single.

But now, people don't want to sell, and she can't force it.

Looking at the owner of the antique shop again, he can't wait to slap his two mouths at this time.

There is a saying in the antique industry that if you don't open for three years, you will eat for three years.

But now this baby, which can be eaten for him for thirty years, and is delivered directly to his mouth, was actually given away by him.

In addition, he also gave a special evaluation: Such calligraphy and painting, if you wipe your buttocks, you will look panicked.

Four million, all of which are white flowers, are more than enough to buy his antique shop. But he watched such a large sum of money slip away in front of his eyes. That's a heartache!

At this time, in the stereo of the opposite shop, Jiang Yuyang's "Heartache" sounded very appropriately.

Maybe you've shed tears for me

Now you let me

It hurts my heart

……

Ye Yuntong glanced at Wang Hao up and down with appreciative eyes. At that moment, he took out a business card from his LV bag and handed it over.

"This is my business card, if you want to cut love, please contact me as soon as possible!"

Wang Hao smiled and nodded, then reached out and took the business card.

"Ye Yuntong, a very nice name, ancient and elegant. By the way, my name is Wang Hao, the king of the old king next door, the Hao of Haoyue in the sky!"

"Thank you, your name is also very personal!" Ye Yuntong originally planned to praise Wang Hao's name as a sign of politeness. However, when she heard the words "Lao Wang next door", the words that came to her lips were swallowed back.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Wang Hao saw the blue and white porcelain vase, handed it over, and asked, "Miss Ye, you are a member of the antique world, can you help me identify this blue and white porcelain vase?"

Ye Yuntong took the blue and white porcelain vase handed over by Wang Hao, looked it up and down, shook his head, and said: "This is an imitation, and the imitation is very rough, the glaze is dull, and it has no collection value." ”

After speaking, Ye Yuntong saw Wang Hao's brows frowning slightly, as if he was in deep thought, and couldn't help frowning, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Wang, what do you think differently?"

Wang Hao thought for a while, nodded lightly, and responded: "I feel that there is another mystery in this blue and white porcelain vase. However, I can't say exactly where the mystery is. ”

Without waiting for Wang Hao's voice to fall, the shopkeeper said sourly: "Little brother, Mr. Ye is an expert who has been on CCTV to appreciate treasures." Since she said it was a fake, she couldn't be wrong. ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, this blue and white porcelain vase was purchased by me from a village woman. The purchase price is less than 100 yuan!"

Seeing the four million oceans flowing away in front of him, the shopkeeper was extremely unhappy.

Therefore, even if it is a sign to discredit himself, he has to suppress Wang Hao's prestige. Otherwise, he would really have to die of depression.

However, Wang Hao still insisted on his opinion, shook his head, and said, "No, this blue and white porcelain vase must have another mystery, I won't look away." ”

The shopkeeper squeezed a sneer out from between his teeth and sneered: "Hehe, experts like Mr. Ye say that this is a shoddy fake." You even say that you can't look away, it's really ridiculous. ”

"Little brother, you did pick up a big leak just now, but it was just a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, which is not a lot of ability. Young people, be down-to-earth, not ambitious. Otherwise, sooner or later you'll have to fall on your heels!"

Just when the shopkeeper was grunting for a while, Wang Hao's eyes suddenly bloomed brightly.

"So the mystery is here!" (To be continued.) )