"Huh? It's her. ”

Chen Hao looked at the figure not far away, and his mind moved.

The figure was a woman, a beautiful woman, to be exact.

The years don't seem to have left too many traces on her, and the whole person feels like a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old beauty in her prime.

seemed to feel that someone was looking at her, the beautiful woman paused, turned her head slightly, and then saw Chen Hao's figure.

She was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to recognize Chen Hao at the first time, but immediately smiled and nodded at Chen Hao, and finally recognized it.

After Chen Hao took a shower and changed his clothes, he no longer had the embarrassment he had before, but the colorful hair was definitely different.

But fortunately, everyone came to the "antique conference", and there were not a few people who dressed up strangely.

Chen Hao saw that there was a woman wearing a big cotton jacket in the Northeast and wrapping herself tightly, for fear that others would recognize her.

So Chen Hao is like this, it's really nothing.

After all, many of the people who come here are "rich people", and of course they must learn to protect themselves.

Chen Hao walked towards the beautiful woman, and when he came to him, he smiled politely: "Sister Meng, are you here to buy something too?"

This beautiful woman is none other than Meng Yiyi's mother, Meng Yusheng.

A woman in her thirties and nearly forty years old, but she looks like Chen Hao's peers, you can't say that Chen Hao looks old-fashioned, you can only say that Meng Yusheng is naturally beautiful.

Chen Hao's sentence "Sister Meng" made Meng Yusheng's face smile even bigger.

No woman wants to be called old.

"It's Xiao Chen. Meng Yusheng smiled and nodded, "I come here every year at this time, and I may be able to find some good treasures." By the way, why didn't you go to school today? Listen to Yiyi, you and Ning Xi's girl should go to the Snow Mountain today to participate in some wild survival. ”

Chen Hao said casually: "I was late, and my place was snatched away by my classmates, so I didn't bother to go to school." ”

He didn't want to dwell on yesterday.

Meng Yusheng seemed to believe Chen Hao's words, and nodded: "Actually, it's a good thing that the quota is robbed, I think that what kind of wild survival is purely for people who have nothing to do, but they have a good life, but they like to live a hard life, either they like to be abused, or they are so idle." Yiyi also wanted to go, but I didn't agree. ”

When Chen Hao heard this, he immediately sweated.

Why didn't you find out when I contacted it before, Meng Yiyi's mother was actually a woman who spoke so strongly?

Meng Yusheng showed her chattering side, and when she finally ran into an acquaintance, she couldn't stop her mouth.

But at this moment, the stall owner in front of him suddenly interrupted Meng Yusheng's words and said, "Beauty, do you want to buy this painting?"

Chen Hao also looked over.

The stall owner was a young man, dressed in a brand new suit and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face.

The whole person looks like a white-collar worker in a certain company, very Sven, not like a vendor who sells things.

Then Chen Hao looked at the stall again.

I saw that there was a paper painting spread out on the stall, just look at the appearance, it is indeed some years, and then look at the signature on the painting - Tao Yuanming.

The name will be familiar to many people.

Tao Yuanming is a famous poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and is known as "Mr. Wuliu".

And the pattern painted on the picture in front of the stall owner is a few willow trees, each of which is so retro.

Meng Yusheng looked at this painting, a little undecided, and after thinking about it, he said to the stall owner: "I don't know much about calligraphy and painting, so I'm not sure whether this is a real painting or a fake painting." It's better to cut it in half for the price just now, and I'll buy it!"

"Cut it in half!?" When the stall owner heard this, he immediately shook his head and said: "Are you joking with me? This is a painting by Tao Yuanming, a great poet of the Jin Dynasty! If it weren't for the fact that his poems were so famous that the paintings were not so prominent, I would have only asked you for 1.8 million? Now you still want to take 900,000 yuan, it is absolutely impossible!"

The boss's tone was firm, as if there was no room for negotiation.

Meng Yusheng was immediately entangled.

She rushed to Yuqian Street early today, and then walked around the stalls on both sides, and finally only locked on this one calligraphy and painting.

To be honest, she liked Tao Yuanming's poems very much, so when she knew that there were still other paintings of the other party, she immediately wanted to buy them.

It's just that this price is also a lot of money for her.

The point is, it's not clear whether this painting is real or not!

What if she buys it rashly and ends up being fake? But if she doesn't buy it, and someone else buys it, and in the end it is true, then she will regret it for the rest of her life.

So Meng Yusheng now hopes to take down this painting at a price that he can afford to lose!

Even if the painting is fake, it will still be within her reach.

Those who play and collect will experience buying fakes, and it can be regarded as buying experience with money, so for Meng Yusheng, this is a very common thing.

But in Chen Hao's opinion, it is really incredible to spend 1.8 million to buy such a thing that can't even wipe your buttocks.

Subconsciously, Chen Hao looked at the painting with perspective eyes.

"Huh?"

Just at the first glance, Chen Hao made a discovery, and made a sound.

"Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you?" Meng Yusheng saw that Chen Hao was also staring at the painting, so he asked, "Do you know calligraphy and painting?" Then help me see if this painting is real or fake?"

The stall owner also looked at Chen Hao with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Antiques and antiques, without a certain number of years of precipitation, how can you see the doorway inside?

The stall owner didn't believe that a young man like Chen Hao would know any antiques.

Chen Hao looked away from the painting, and then said to Meng Yusheng: "Sister Meng, if you believe me, you should not buy this calligraphy and painting." ”

"Huh?" Meng Yusheng was stunned.

The stall owner got up directly from his chair and frowned, "Boy, what do you mean by that?

Chen Hao pursed his lips and said, "I didn't say that, but now you seem to have admitted it yourself." ”

The stall owner was angry: "You stinky boy who hasn't grown any hair, do you know what antiques and ancient calligraphy and painting are?" Forget it, forget it...... It's none of your business here, you'd better go while you go and don't disturb my business!"

The stall owner showed impatience on his face, and then he didn't bother to say anything to Chen Hao, so he waved his hand to drive Chen Hao away.

He didn't think that Chen Hao would understand these things at his age, but Chen Hao was deliberately trying to make trouble.

He didn't want the deal he had just flown away!