Early in the morning, Feng Yiming was still lying on the bed, Zhang Miao knocked on the door with a shocking sound, and opened the door with sleepy eyes, Feng Yiming said angrily: "I said aunt, it's not over eight o'clock, you get up so early during the holidays." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When he fixed his eyes and saw Zhang Miao dressed neatly behind him, with an excited face on his face, Feng Yiming was speechless, can fifteen or sixteen-year-old children make such a fuss?

Zhang Miao couldn't wait to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and pulled the two out of the school gate, Feng Yiming could only buy some steamed buns and soy milk at the gate, and make do with Ye Zizi for breakfast, Lu Fei still has something to do today, and Feng's mother made an appointment to meet at night, Zhang Changhe is not working in Jianghe now, it is not convenient to transfer the car, Zhang Miao doesn't care, waiting for the bus at the school gate.

"Zhang Miao, Zhang Miao...... "As soon as I got off the bus, I saw a car parked on the side of the road, a long-legged girl greeted outside the bus, and a boy in a white shirt stood next to it.

"Sister Quan, when did you come back? Didn't you graduate this year?

"I want to go to work, but I took a few days off from my dad and came back to pack my things, didn't I hear my little brother say that I asked you to come out to play today, I haven't seen you for a long time, come and see." Xiang Quan chuckled.

"Ye Zizi, Feng Yiming, a small couple, come to Jianghe to play. Zhang Miao opened his mouth to introduce: "This is Xiang Quan, who often took me to play when he was a child, this is his younger brother Xiang Shuo, who is also my junior high school classmate, and now he is in the city's No. 12 Middle School." ”

Feng Yiming looked at the sister and brother opposite with a smile, when Zhang Miao said the words "little two", there was no movement on the sister's face, and she looked handsome, and her younger brother Xiang Shuo, who was quite nervous, breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of people walked into Dongdaemun Street, there were stalls on both sides of the road, there were not many people on the street, and from time to time they heard the bargaining quarrels between stall owners and buyers, Feng Yiming saw Xiang Quan quietly pulling Zhang Miao to his side, and the other side should be Xiang Shuo's position, so he simply pulled Ye Zizi and walked behind.

Ye Zizi also knew that Feng Wei'an liked antiques, and said with a smile: "Let's see if you have luck today, last year you gave Uncle Feng that piece of ancient jade, my father went back and nagged for a long time, saying that I am not as filial as you." ”

"Last time I picked up the cheap, the seller is not a few years older than us, no eyesight, the provincial capital of this antique street is quite famous in several nearby provinces, where there is a leak can be picked up. Feng Yiming turned his head to look at Ye Zi, "Even if you can't buy antiques, there should be shops selling trinkets on this street, wait for you to pick a few and go back." ”

Ye Zizi also had a small abacus in her heart, her mother, Feng's mother, Zhang Miao's mother and daughter, at least five pieces, touched the money in her pocket, pulled the corner of Feng Yiming's clothes and whispered: "I didn't bring much money out." ”

Feng Yiming touched the head of the leaf and said with a smile: "Where do you want to pay for it, just tell me what you like." ”

"Where did you get the money?"

"Anyway, it's innocent. Feng Yiming laughed and said, "What's the matter?

Ye Zizi's cheeks flew crimson, but he refused to let go of the hand holding the corner of Feng Yiming's clothes, and the two slowly fell to the back, gradually unable to see the backs of the three people in front.

Feng Yiming has some attainments in antiques, but they are all wild people, and he has not studied systematically, he swept the stalls on the side of the road at a glance, and if he was interested, he looked at it twice, and felt that in 1999, there were not many genuine products on the stalls, at least there were fewer imitations of poor quality.

The antique industry has too high requirements for funds, Feng Yiming has also followed the company's colleagues to the auction, although there will be unsuccessful auctions at the auction, but more than the market price is more than half of the price of the successful auction, playing antiques, for their own funds, knowledge requirements are very high, but also have to a long time of systematic learning, personal contact with all kinds of antiques, these are unlikely for ordinary people.

After being reborn, Feng Yiming also considered entering this industry through Feng Wei'an, after all, he had been more or less in the circle, but a year ago, due to the lack of start-up capital, after identifying all the treasures that Feng Wei'an had picked up over the years, he died of this heart.

"Hey, Miao Miao, you guys are here, I thought you ran ahead. Ye Zizi pulled Feng Yiming at the door of the store and said.

Feng Yiming walked into the store and glanced at it a few times, this is a store that deals in calligraphy and painting, and there are large and small inkstones on the Duobao Pavilion in the hall, which makes the small shop antique.

"Oh, leaves, you're here. Zhang Miao said a little absent-mindedly: "Boss, calligraphy and paintings are sold by the sheet, how can you sell them in piles, and you don't sell waste newspapers." ”

Ye Zizi came up to see the excitement, Feng Yiming was too lazy to care about Zhang Miao's affairs, and walked around the hall by himself, just a few calligraphy sheets on the wall and in the glass cabinet, none of the Chinese paintings were real. Although Feng Yiming's ability to identify in this aspect is not strong, you must know that in the appraisal of calligraphy and painting, if you want to identify the genuine product, you have to identify all aspects, from the seal, paper, inheritance, and painting style, but as long as there is a definite loophole in one aspect, it can be concluded that this is an imitation.

Feng Yiming looked carefully at the tiger picture of Zhang Shanzi on the wall, Nima was actually a printed copy, and he couldn't help but laugh and went around, seeing that Zhang Miao's matter had not been resolved, he leaned up and asked, "Zhang Miao, what's wrong?"

Xiang Shuo glanced at him, snorted and didn't speak, Xiang Quan said softly: "A few days ago, my younger brother came here to play and bought a few notebooks, and after going back, my grandfather liked it very much, and I didn't bring Zhang Miao here today, but the boss had to sell it together and refused to sell it alone." ”

Feng Yiming looked at the pile of scrolls in front of Zhang Miao, he was also a little stupid, he hadn't heard of this kind of thing, and it wasn't a clearance sale, even if it was a clearance sale, this kind of thing would not happen in the antique industry, and he was about to go up to take a look, when suddenly Ye Zizi pulled him to the side and took a few steps.

"Sister Miao Miao really wants to buy it, the money is not enough, how much do you have? It's not a takeaway stall, even if you go back and find out that it's fake, the monk can't run the temple. ”

"Are you smart?Ye Zi, you haven't played antiques, you don't know the rules here, you buy antiques, you rely on your eyesight, even if you find out that it's fake later, you can't go back and claim it." ”

"You can't return what you know is fake?

"Did that boss just say it's genuine?"

Ye Zizi hesitated for a moment and shook her head, and then said, "What if Sister Miao Miao really wants to buy it?" ”

Feng Yiming looked at the Xiang family siblings with a smile and said, "No, people specially led Zhang Miao to this store, so naturally they have to prepare money." ”

At this time, Zhang Miao came over and whispered: "Ye Zi, he wants three hundred yuan, and I only have two hundred, you borrow me first, and go back to pay you back." ”

Xiang Quan was silent, her brother was not so calm, and came over and said, "Zhang Miao, it's not enough for me, just pay me back when I go back." ”

"No need, Ye Zi they are from Qingping, my father has been transferred to Qingping, and it will be easier to repay the money in the future. Zhang Miao took the old man's head handed over by Feng Yiming and said, "There are six in total, right?"

The boss at the table nodded: "Yes, it's all on the table, can you take a look?"

Ye Zi ran over and Zhang Miao opened the scroll, Feng Yiming glanced at it a few times, they were all works of modern and modern painters, and there was actually a shrimp picture by Qi Baishi, of course, it was imitated, and it was quite pleasing to take back the three hundred yuan and give it to the elders. The boss on the side introduced the authenticity of the shrimp picture in detail, Feng Yiming was a little strange, the antique line, even if both the buyer and the seller knew that it was an imitation, the transaction price was calculated according to the imitation, but it would not be said clearly.

When he saw the last painting, Feng Yiming twitched the corner of his mouth and peeked at Xiang Quan, which was actually a picture of flowers and birds by Wu Changshuo.