There are basically not many fakes in this modern luxury.

The most fearful thing for pawnshops is to meet customers who come to pawn antiques, most of which are expensive and have many imitations, even if they are experienced treasure connoisseurs, it is difficult to keep their eyes peeled.

Therefore, the No. 9 pawn shop opened by Zhong Mancang, unless some wealthy businessman collects it as an antique for capital turnover, other people's things are not accepted.

"Boss Zhong, I want to redeem that watch, so you can directly deduct the watch ransom and settle the rest of the money for me. ”

Lin Yang demanded. That watch meant so much to him that it would definitely have to be redeemed.

Xu Lao got the Xianfeng treasure, and his mood instantly improved, and he began to appreciate Zhong Mancang's collection in the attic.

Lin Yang said goodbye to Xu Lao and began to go downstairs with Boss Zhong to get his watch.

As soon as the two of them reached the landing of the staircase, there was another scolding from below.

"If your painting can be real, I'll give it to you. The guy in the store choked.

The customer, blushing, was very unconvinced.

"Alas, you are a man, if you don't take it, you won't accept it, why do you say it's false? Lao Tzu, this is the true handiwork of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Brother, let's be more sincere and less routine, can't we?

The guy pointed to the painting, not believing it to be true.

This guy with a very bad tone was the one who bumped into Lin Yang before, causing the stones that had been passed down in Lin Yang's family for several generations to shatter.

However, at this time, Lin Yang did not have a trace of hatred for this guy. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to access the hidden supernatural powers in this stone now.

"My rain-washed mountain root map is a family heirloom, an absolute authentic handiwork! You don't even look at this broken place and say that I am fake. ”

The young man looked dissatisfied. With a scroll in his hand, he shouted at the guys in the shop.

Zhong Mancang came down the stairs and glanced towards the store.

The young man who sold paintings naturally came into his eyes.

Lin Yang originally thought that Zhong Mancang would politely apologize to the young man, and then scold the impolite guy in the store.

But Zhong Mancang's face was ugly, and he asked the young man who was selling paintings.

"A crippled painting?"

"Uh-huh. The young man nodded, and put the scroll in front of everyone.

"Open it and take a look. ”

Boss Zhong became interested in the paintings in the hands of young people.

The yellow-haired guy whispered beside him.

"Boss Zhong, this person ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was glared back by Boss Zhong with a roll of his eyes.

The young man pretended to be tall, put a layer of yellow cloth on the table, and then put the scroll on it and slowly opened it.

The painting slowly spreads out, and an atmospheric landscape picture appears in front of everyone.

However, in the industry of ancient paintings, imitations are the majority, real paintings are priceless, and fake paintings are like a piece of waste paper, worthless.

Just when everyone was confused.

Lin Yang found that a cyclone appeared above the painting, and the corners of the painting shaft were also glowing.

Could it be that this painting is genuine?

The remnant, called Shixi, is one of the four painting monks of the Qing Dynasty, and his paintings are definitely everyone's works and are worth a lot of money.

This picture of the rain washing the roots of the mountain, Coats fishing alone on the head of the boat, surrounded by white clouds, and there are stone steps between the peaks and mountains and winding paths, and the whole picture shows the cleanliness and silence of the mountains and rivers after the rain.

The pen and ink are lush, and the painting is a must!

Lin Yang thought that Zhong Mancang would definitely spend a lot of money to buy this authentic painting in the hands of the young man.

But Boss Zhong glanced at the painting, shook his head and sighed.

"This painting ......"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he said anxiously.

"Boss, if it weren't for someone in my family who had cancer and the situation was urgent, I would never have sold this heirloom. In this way, if you are willing to take it, I can give it to you at a discount. ”

The young man next to him was about to roll out his eyes, and his face was full of disdain.

Boss Zhong's face was a little better, and he didn't comment on the authenticity of the painting, waving his hand and refusing.

"You can take it elsewhere, we don't usually accept paintings here. Pawnshops generally accept gold, jade and other things that preserve value. The price of this famous painting generally rises and falls, and the risk is too great. ”

He politely rejected the young man.

The young man looked surprised, he didn't believe that the fat boss in front of him didn't accept this painting!

Lin Yang chuckled in his heart, this Boss Zhong wouldn't fail to see that this was a real painting. But it's no wonder that he almost glanced at it and could see the truth or falsehood, which was really the problem.

Not to mention the fat boss of this pawnshop, even Xu Guoliang, who is now drinking tea upstairs, the first person to appreciate treasures in Yuzhou, may not be able to see at a glance that this is a true handiwork.

"Boss Zhong, if you don't want to accept it, I'm sure you'll regret it. ”

The young man took the scroll.

"Hurry up and get out, our boss won't accept it, so don't affect our business here." ”

The guy gave the eviction order.

The young man's face turned blue with anger, but there were many onlookers here, and he couldn't get angry, so he could only step on the door and leave indignantly.

After the young man who sold the paintings left, Lin Yang asked puzzledly: "Boss Zhong, you haven't looked at the painting in that person's hand carefully, how can you tell if it's true or false?"

The guy in the store glanced at Lin Yang and began to explain.

"You don't understand, that guy is a liar who sells paintings. What real paintings can he have in his hand, when he enters the door, I can't wait to kick him out, just like our boss has a good temper and gives him the opportunity to show fake paintings. ”

"Selling fake paintings?"

Lin Yang was stunned.

At this time, Boss Zhong also spoke.

"Little brother, you don't know anything. The man ran a lot of pawn shops in the antique street, and the boss was fooled before, and he was treated as a fake painting, and he lost more than 100,000 yuan at once. This time, he must be fooling people with fake paintings again, this kind of person, just ignore him. ”

"But...... He said that someone in his family had cancer, so he couldn't lie and curse his family. Lin Yang still had doubts in his heart, just because the painting in the man's hand was indeed a genuine work in his eyes.

"What kind of cancer, this kind of thing, he has at least told the owners of a dozen or twenty pawn shops and antique shops. Do you see a look of sadness in his eyes when he says that his family has cancer?"

The guy followed Boss Zhong and began to explain, and the two came and went, as if they were singing.

At this time, Lin Yang's heart was instantly ecstatic.

It seems that no one will believe the scammer who sells paintings, and maybe he can pick up the leak again.

After listening to the young man, he didn't say hello, and ran out directly.

"Eh, little brother, your watch ......"

Zhong Mancang shouted from behind, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Yang had already disappeared.

The young man selling paintings was still wandering around the streets, and it seemed that he had been rejected by several pawn shops, and even the back behind him looked depressed.

"Hey, you wait......"

There was a hurried shout behind him, and he lazily turned his head.

Isn't this person in front of you the guy I saw at Pawnshop Nine just now?

Lin Yang caught up, "This brother, I want to buy the painting in your hand!"

The young man was stunned.

In the past, he basically sold fake paintings, the kind that didn't open for three years, and ate for three years when it opened. But once, he accidentally found this remnant rain washing mountain root map, and originally thought it was genuine.

But after running so many homes and being rejected by all of them, he now thinks that the paintings in his hands are fake.

"You want to buy paintings?"

"Yes!"

"My painting is not cheap. ”

"You name a price!"

Lin Yang stood in front of the young man, with a strong momentum, like a master who had been in the antique market for a long time.

After hearing what he said, the young man began to hesitate in his heart.

What is the value of this remnant?

"The crippled painting must be worth 100,000 yuan. ”

Lin Yang smiled.

As soon as this young man spoke, Lin Yang could calculate what level the guy in front of him was in the antique business.

The crippled painting only sold for 100,000 yuan, is this a street clearance sale?

But he doesn't have much money in his hands at the moment, and if this guy sells it as a real painting, he definitely can't afford it.

So Lin Yang cleared his throat and began to bargain.

"It's not worth that much. 10,000! Can't get out?"

He is a big hand, and he killed 100,000 paintings at once, and the bargaining price was 10,000.

The young man was stunned, "Ten thousand want to buy the original handiwork." Do you understand real paintings? Don't sell them! Don't sell them, stay where it's cool? ”

"I didn't say I wanted to buy the real thing. Lin Yang began to flicker.

"What do you mean?"

"The painting in your hand has a strong painting style, the structure of the whole painting is simple and simple, and the artistic conception is far-reaching, but it's a pity. ”

"What a pity?"

The young man asked with his mouth open, and after listening to a few words, the image of the young man in front of him became more and more tall in his heart.