Li Ling spilled the leftover water in the cup on the street, looked at the back of Yang Bo leaving, and wondered, how could Yang Bo get together with the people who came to sell antiques?

Back in the store, Jia Huairen looked at Li Ling's thoughtful appearance, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?" Who were you talking to just now?"

"Oh, it's Yang Bo. Li Ling explained, and couldn't help but add: "Uncle, it's not strange for you to say, just now I actually saw Yang Bo chatting with the liar who just walked out of our store selling ancient paintings!"

Jia Huairen smiled: "What's this!"

After that, Jia Huairen's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "What did you just say? Yang Bo, is it Yang Bo from Gu Dezhai? He is actually with that liar?"

Li Ling's heart was also sudden, "It's Yang Bo from Gudezhai, it's them talking!"

Jia Huairen's face was solemn, and he said hatefully: "What a Guo peel, the deception actually deceived me, and the deception was too great!

"Hmph! Guo Papi, Guo Papi, I must peel off a layer of skin on him!" Jia Huairen said a few words to himself, but he didn't say more, and told Li Ling again: "Don't tell that Yang Bo about this matter again, stay away from him in the future, don't be sold by others and don't know it!"

Li Ling also thought of these heads and tails, and thought that his uncle was likely to be deceived by Yang Bo and his boss, so he was full of anger, and I have always treated you as a brother in vain!

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Yang Bo didn't know about these turmoil, he took the middle-aged man to the bank to simply draw up the transfer contract to sign and pledge, and then transferred 50,000 yuan to the other party, and the transaction was reached.

Holding the red box, sitting in the service hall of the bank, Yang Bo felt a burst of relief, and there was a lot of pressure to come, the 50,000 yuan just arrived was gone in a blink of an eye, fortunately he didn't call home, and the brocade box in his arms made him feel at ease, just hope that this painting can bring him good luck!

The ancient paintings have arrived, and the next thing is the problem of shooting, Gu De Zhai, Bo Gu Zhai, this is the first thing to be ruled out, there are many antique shops nearby, but there are not a few that are really trustworthy, early this morning, I followed Deputy Director Qu to Bo Gu Zhai, and I was almost deceived by Jia Huairen's two old guys, acquaintances are still like this, not to mention those guys who eat people and don't spit out bones!

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Bo still decided to go to the store where the fish basket was sold in the early morning to give it a try, after all, he had already established his professional image there, and he didn't dare to go too far if he wanted to come to Boss Liu.

When Yang Bo walked in, there was no one else in the store, Boss Liu was sitting in the lobby drinking tea, and the guy was dozing off on the table.

Seeing Yang Bo walk in, Boss Liu was startled at first, and then laughed, the people who can bring business are the God of Wealth, "Yo, Xiao Yang, do you have good things in your hands?"

Yang Bo nodded and put the box down, "You take a look first, let's talk about it!"

"Okay!" Boss Liu smiled, and instructed the guy, "The tea in the teapot is too bland, you go and make a pot of good tea!"

The guy looked at Yang Bo strangely, not knowing why the boss was impressed by this young man.

Yang Bo himself smiled, it turned out that the rules in each store were similar, and there was a difference between this poured tea and good tea.

Although he received a genuine product from Yang Bo, Boss Liu obviously didn't dare to be careless this time, opened the box, took out the painting scroll, and spread a layer of cloth on the table.

Yang Bo sat aside, carefully tasting tea, when he came in the early morning, he was nervous, restless, and he was not in the mood to taste tea.

In the past, Yang Bo had also carefully observed those customers who came to sell antiques, everyone had different identities, and each person's performance was also different, when the peasants brought objects, most of them were apprehensive, looking around, and their eyes were not focused; the slippery liar brokers came in calmly, and even when they talked, most of them smiled and smiled, so that people could not observe, but the oily air of the businessmen, which could not be removed; and finally there were some collectors, this kind of person had the most temperament, and every time he opened his mouth, he could make Guo Papi speechless, of course, it was only a few。

Yang Bo had also fantasized about his identity before, fantasizing about himself as a collector, holding heavy weapons, bronze and jade calligraphy, painting and writing, when he spoke, he didn't say that he was as bright as a golden lotus, but he could also make people admire, at this time, it was inevitable that it would be a little ridiculous, if he didn't study hard, how could he achieve this?

In retrospect, Boss Liu had already sat back, "Xiao Yang, you are really efficient, this ancient painting should not have been obtained by you at noon today, right?"

Boss Liu obviously regarded Yang Bo as those second-hand dealers in the industry, Yang Bo smiled, and did not deny it, "The remnant, the word Jieqiu, the number Shixi, is one of the four monks of the Qing Dynasty, this painting is safe, complex and rigorous, the scenery is not won by novelty, and it is deep in the ordinary, and the pen is extraordinary." ”

Seeing that Yang Bo only talked about painting and nothing else, Boss Liu naturally didn't want to say more, and he was faintly surprised in his heart, not knowing who cultivated such a freak, "That's true, the crippled monk taught Huang Gongwang and Wang Meng, and he was especially close to Wang Meng." His painting style is strict, the brushwork is vigorous, especially like to use the bald pen thirsty ink, layer by layer of rubbing and hooking, thick but not sluggish, lush and forced, good at writing ordinary scenes, plain and deep. ”

Yang Bo laughed and drank a small sip of tea, the clear soup ran down his throat, and the fragrance was around his tongue.

Boss Liu was a little more cautious on his face, "Xiao Yang, you should know that this painting is not as good as the previous fish basket, we don't want to go to the wrong door, this street is full of shops, many objects are famous, and everyone has heard of each other." ”

Yang Bo didn't understand the meaning of these words at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood that the other party suspected that he was a thief!

Yang Bo was very helpless because he didn't show his identity, but he couldn't tell the other party that he was just a guy in an antique shop? In this way, can he still treat the other party as an equal? The mystery of the identity he has worked hard to create disappears, and the loss will be great, after all, the other party can't understand his identity, so he doesn't dare to give a low price easily!

"Boss Liu can rest assured, I never go out of the way, and the objects in my hands come from the right way, because the price given by Boss Liu is right, so I came to the door three times and twice. Yang Bo opened his mouth to explain.