() The shopkeeper was still a little worried, after all, this "Lanting Collection Preface" is indeed fake, in case it is seen through, what will be lost is not only a sum of silver, but also an old face of his own, so his tone can't help but raise a little, the purpose is to grab people with momentum.

It's a pity that he didn't meet a good person, how could Yang Zheng be intimidated by this kind of pretentious villain, and smiled, and said: "Do you know a little bit about this "Lanting Collection Preface", I don't know if the store is interested in listening to me?" ”

The shopkeeper was naturally unwilling, but now it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to puff up his chest and say: "Hmph, the old man has always been convinced by virtue, can he be afraid that you will not succeed?" ”

Yang Zheng looked around, and saw that there were still a few seats next to the coffee table, and there were teapots and teacups on the coffee table, so he said: "In this way, let's sit down and drink tea and say, if I can't prove that the authenticity in the hands of the store is fake, then these two thousand taels will be compensated to you, okay?" ”

The store has this old face and doesn't, its purpose is to hope to slaughter some ignorant customers, and has done a lot of such things on weekdays, those who didn't admit it at first, and then couldn't say why, obediently took out a lot of silver, he was worried that the two women couldn't take out so much silver, Yang Zheng said this is in his arms, but Yang Zheng doesn't look like a rich man, but the girl next to him, looks like a person, looks like a person who comes out of everyone, she also said just now, this man is a descendant of her family, That's what everyone came out of without a doubt.

After some consideration, the shopkeeper snorted and said, "Okay, that's it?" ”

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "But what if the store's "Lanting Collection Preface" is not the authentic work of Wang Youjun? ”

Cold sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's forehead, and he glared at Yang Zheng viciously, and said, "If it's fake, I burned this real work in front of my little brother?" ”

"Hehe, isn't this what the store is doing? Is it true that you can earn two thousand taels, and the fake is just a fire? Hehe, there is no such business in the world? “

The eldest lady glanced at Yang Zheng, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "When you meet this bad guy, you don't think it's true?" “

Shen Yanqiu's master and servant looked at the shopkeeper's angry appearance, and looked at Yang Zheng's smiling expression, and understood a little in his heart.

The shopkeeper was angered by Yang Zheng's words, but he didn't dare to say it full, and hesitated: "What do you want?" “

Yang Zheng's eyes rolled: "You profiteer, I don't know how many shady things you have done behind your back on weekdays, but today you met the master, and you won't let you do a loss-making business?" Glancing at the counter behind him, he had an idea, he smiled, and said: "In this way, if you can prove that this calligraphy and painting is fake, you don't need the store to pay two thousand taels, just let the store take an object from the counter behind me, I don't know if the store can agree?" “

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned, and glanced at the counter behind him, where there were several inconspicuous incense burners, which were not worth much. Immediately rejoiced: "Okay, I promise you!" “

The corners of Yang Zheng's mouth curled slightly, and a smile slowly overflowed.

The eldest lady saw it in her eyes and talked lightly: "This time this store is only afraid that it will suffer a big loss?" “

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "The store is really a refreshing person, Yang deeply admires!" After speaking, he turned his head and said to the eldest lady: "Eldest miss, please take the incense burner!" “

The shopkeeper snorted and said, "This little brother, you seem to have evidence to prove that the authentic painting of Wang Youjun is fake, right?" ”

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, wait for you to sit down and listen to me?" ”

The shopkeeper snorted and sat down with a huffing face.

Shen Qiuyan's master and servant watched it interestingly, and she was also curious in her heart, how did the son in front of her prove that the true deeds of this Wang Youjun were fake? “

At this time, except for the eldest lady who believed in Yang Zheng, the rest of the people were puzzled, and the shopkeeper saw that all he wanted was a broken incense burner, and he couldn't help but despise a little bit in his heart.

Yang Zheng took a sip of tea and said, "Don't be impatient, let's listen to a story?" “

Everyone heard it strangely, this was obviously to distinguish calligraphy and painting, and what stories to say, but everyone was very curious in their hearts, so they didn't say much.

"Little brother, please speak, listen to the old man!" The shopkeeper glanced at Yang Zheng contemptuously.

"You'll look good for a while?" Yang Zheng saw the shopkeeper's expression in his eyes and sneered: "On March 3 of the ninth year of Mu Diyonghe, Wang Youjun and Xie An, a famous scholar at that time, and 41 other people would meet in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) to repair the ritual of purification. At that time, Wang Xizhi used silk paper and rat whisker pen to make the preface of the Orchid Pavilion, totaling 28 lines and 324 characters, which was known as the Orchid Pavilion post. “

Shen Qiuyan and Xiao Yue looked at each other and said, "Sure enough, there is a doorway!" “

The shopkeeper also frowned slightly, with many years of business experience, he could hear that this story must be related to this "Lanting Collection Preface", but he already had contempt for Yang Zheng, when he was just a poor scholar who had read a few sentences, besides, two thousand taels of silver was enough for him to take a risk.