"I have something I want to ask you for"

The two were sitting in a precarious position, and Xu Qinglan solemnly said her request to Li Wentao.

"Boss Xiao?" Li Wentao smacked his tongue secretly.

Li Wentao's appearance aroused Xu Qinglan's vigilance, and hurriedly admonished: "This Boss Xiao is not an ordinary person, you must not be offended, I heard that in the early years, I fought and killed, so I fought for the current family business, and now it has been whitewashed, but it is also the master who eats people and does not spit out bones, so you must not provoke it."

Li Wentao was stunned.

It turned out to be a bastard again, but this time it was a bastard giant.

In Li Wentao's eyes, all the so-called Taoist characters are bastards to put it bluntly, but Xu Qinglan still didn't make it clear.

Li Wentao couldn't help asking, "What does this have to do with me?" I don't know that Boss Xiao."

"You don't know him, but the problem is that people have to hold a banquet with me, and I don't know where I found out, saying that I have a piano here, and I hope to arrange it at the banquet" Xu Qinglan looked at Li Wentao a little depressed.

In the bottom of my heart, I am also secretly drumming.

After all, she has already told Li Wentao the true identity of Boss Xiao, but Li Wentao is still just a high school student, will he come forward?

It turned out that Xu Qinglan was completely suspicious.

Li Wentao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! My sister has something, how can my younger brother not help, this matter is decided"

Xu Qinglan couldn't help but smile and nodded, and actually said: "You kid is sensible."

Li Wentao didn't take it to heart, and went straight back to the huge warehouse, but he fell into depression again.

The whole 500,000 is just in my hands for one night, and I haven't covered it yet! It was handed over to Chu Xingyun, although this was a reasonable deal, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After decades of hard work, I returned to the pre-liberation period overnight!

Li Wentao sat alone in the warehouse, and suddenly found that in fact, 500,000 yuan was just that, and it was far from enough.

The weeds in the yard need to be cleared!

You need to buy damaged items!

You need to decorate a façade!

Money! Money! Money! All of this costs money!

Li Wentao began to meditate hard, and finally got up and went home, took out the jade Guanyin necklace he won from Qi Hui, and went straight to the antique street.

Walking in the antique street, there are various stalls on both sides of the road, this one says that his blue and white porcelain is good, and the one that praises his Dongpo brushstroke, but it is an eye-opener for Li Wentao, who came for the first time.

If you really have blue and white porcelain or Su Dongpo's brushwork, do you still need to set up a stall here? Even Li Wentao didn't believe in these hawkers.

I wonder if the clairlight eye is useful here? Can you pick up the leak?

Even Li Wentao himself has no bottom on this, after all, he has no knowledge of antiques, even if he has a perspective eye, he can see anything.

Can you tell how old it is? Or can you tell the real fake?

Knowing this, Li Wentao still used her perspective eye with a fluke mentality.

It's a pity, as expected, the bottle is still a bottle, the bowl is still a bowl, and as for whether it is an antique or not, it is unknown.

There was nothing to gain, Li Wentao turned around and walked into the Tibetan Stone Pavilion, the façade is a little retro, but the inside is full of modernity, the chandelier on the roof, the gorgeous waitress, and the modern security make this place a little less quaint, but a little more noble.

And Li Wentao was even more secretly lucky, as soon as he came in, he encountered a good show, he was not in a hurry to sell the jade Guanyin necklace, but stood aside and watched the play with interest.

The protagonist is dressed in some shabby clothes, but he is still clean, with a pockmarked face, dark and calloused hands, a painting in his hand, and a loud cry in his mouth.

"This is an ancient painting, an heirloom handed down from my ancestors."

It's a pity that some people disagree with him, this is an old man, his hair has gone gray, but he is still in good spirits, pointed to the painting in his hand, and said: "Is it a family heirloom, I don't know, old man, I only know that your painting is not an ancient painting"

The pockmarked face still insisted on his own point of view, and he didn't leave, he just pulled the old man's theory, which attracted a lot of bystanders like Li Wentao for a while, and the pockmarked face didn't give the old man face at all, looking at the more and more people around him, the old man had a little anger on his face.

"Isn't this Teacher Fang from the Hidden Stone Pavilion? He is an experienced old connoisseur, and since he is so sure that it is a fake, it must be a fake."

Some of them were sharp-eyed, and they recognized the old man at a glance.

"That's right! Teacher Fang is one of the best experts in Liucheng, so he shouldn't be wrong."

……

Looking at some people who knew each other, and some people who watched the excitement, there were more and more people, which had affected the normal business, Fang Wen hurriedly said: "Everyone, it's just some small things, it's not important, give the old man a face, let's disperse!" ”

"Teacher Fang's face still has to be given" With a few words, the crowd gradually receded, of course, there were still some people who refused to leave and were still watching, including Li Wentao.

That pockmarked face didn't care which person Fang Wen was, maybe he didn't know it at all, he still refused to bow his head, and said unconvinced: "Why do you say that my paintings are fakes, how can I sell them for money when you say this!" ”

At this time, Li Wentao was secretly surprised by the prestige of the old man, and in curiosity, he threw at the two people who were arguing to explore the technique.

Name: Fang Wen

Age: 65 years old

Current occupation: Antiques connoisseur

Level: 1

Subclass: Antique Collector

Talents: None

Support Skill: Grandmaster Identification

Combat Skill: None

Opinion: 0

The information is pitiful, but it also allows Li Wentao to see what it means to be a professional, there is only one auxiliary skill in his body, and he is so weak that he is not even as good as a woman, showing that this old man has no combat effectiveness, and he is even old and decrepit.

However, there was only one thing that could make up for all the shortcomings, and that was the Grandmaster-level skill, which was the first time he had seen a Grandmaster-level skill other than his own, and it was in the special field of antique identification.

Looking at the pockmarked face again, Li Wentao was even more amazed, compared to the old man Fang Wen, this pockmarked face is the other extreme, it is simply colorful, especially this person is really called pockmarked.

Name: Mako

Age: 32 years old

Current occupation: Farmer

Grade: 4

Suboccupations: Porters, Construction Workers, Dock Workers, Street Vendors, Electricians,

Talents: None

Support Skills: Farming, Farming, Repairing, Cooking,

Combat Skill: None

Opinion: None

This is more interesting than the information in that Fang Wen, at first glance, I thought this pockmark was a talent, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not at all.

The five sub-professions can only explain one problem, this person does not have a stable job, and the auxiliary skills are all primary, except for being good-looking, they are not of great use, Li Wentao appreciates Fang Wen's pure professionalism even more, with few skills, but he can't stand it strong.

Mazi couldn't sell paintings, but it was said to be a fake, naturally very unconvinced, the old man was already very impatient, and waved his hand to call the security guard.

"Look, it's Boss Jiang coming out" At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd.

Boss Jiang?

Li Wentao looked up and saw that he was still a woman, and suddenly his heart moved, and he heard that Qi Hui's mother was in business and opened an antique shop, which seemed to be also called Tibetan Stone Pavilion.

Could it be this man?

Li Wentao, who was secretly puzzled, threw over another exploration technique.

Name: **** Li

Age: 36

Current Occupation: Merchant

Level: 2

Sub-profession: Antique connoisseur

Talents: None

Auxiliary skills: advanced business management, intermediate financial management, primary appraisal

Combat Skill: None

Favorability: Minus 10

Although none of this information indicates that it is related to Qi Hui, Li Wentao thought about it carefully, but he felt more and more right, and he believed in his heart that this person was Qi Hui's mother.

"Elder Fang, what's wrong? You can hear the noise here in the back," **** Li asked Fang Wen respectfully.

Fang Wen did not rely on the old and sold the old, and said truthfully: "It's this person, as soon as I came in, I didn't say that I had an ancient painting of the Tang Dynasty, and the current calligraphy and painting market is still good, and I didn't slack off on the old man, and after seeing it in person, I concluded that it was a fake, but this person is still entangled here, old man, I have never seen such an unreasonable person in my life, really, alas! ”

In the end, he sighed, apparently except for calling the security guard, he had no choice.

Mazi was still unconvinced: "I'm not a fake"

"Oh, it seems that this brother is not convinced, can Elder Fang tell me why it is determined that it is a fake?" Jiang Meili took a more moderate approach.

Fang Wen didn't explain, shook his head and said: "The owner, don't need the old man to say, as long as you see it with your own eyes, you will know, not to mention the Tibetan Stone Pavilion, this painting will not be accepted by any antique shop, not to mention that as soon as he opens his mouth, it is 100,000, I will never dare to ask for it."

Hearing this, not to mention Jiang Meili, even everyone became interested, including Li Wentao.

can be said by an appraisal master to be so unbearable, what kind of fake is this painting!

Jiang Meili said to Mazi: "Can you let everyone see your paintings?" ”

Mazi was still unconvinced, and said, "Just look at it, I'm still afraid of this?" As he spoke, he held the scroll of the painting, and with a lift of his other hand, the world in the painting was displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and this time everyone finally knew why Fang Wen didn't want this painting, even Li Wentao was surprised.

How did this painting look like this?

The whole painting is nearly a meter long, the picture is scorched yellow, I don't know how much I suffered, even the painting was stained with burnt yellow, and the content of the whole painting is blurred, oil stains, insect eyes, and traces of rats gnawing everywhere, if there is not a painting scroll, who can see that this is a painting, as for what the content is painting.

Only God knows!

"No wonder Teacher Fang doesn't want it! Just this painting, I don't want it for nothing."

"A fake, definitely a fake"

Someone else disagreed, saying, "Maybe it's true!" If it weren't for the age, would it rot like this? ”

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately opposed: "Even if it's true, can you tell what this painting is?" How much should it be worth? What era is it? Who would want a rotten painting like this! ”

Mazi hurriedly responded to everyone: "This is a painting from the Tang Dynasty"

"The devil believes it! I also said it was the Qin Dynasty, do you believe it? ”

Everyone has different opinions, but Li Wentao has been watching coldly, but in fact, he doesn't believe it in his heart.

"Be quiet, be quiet, is it true, I believe that Elder Fang will give us a satisfactory answer, don't you believe this liar, don't you believe Elder Fang?" Li's words actually upgraded Mazi to a liar, and now the matter is strict.

If Fang Wen can prove that this is a fake, then it is logical that Mazi has become a liar who deceives the public, and **** Li not only cleaned up things successfully, but also got the reputation of a wise person who sees through the liar, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Li Wentao was secretly frightened, perhaps because of his identity as an outsider, he saw the **** Li's little tricks clearly.

Everyone didn't know it, even Mazi didn't know that he was about to become a liar that everyone shouted at, and he was still unconvinced and waiting for the old man's proof.

At this time, Fang Wen shook his head and said, "I didn't say that this is a fake, in fact, this painting is so bad that even I can't tell the authenticity."

"Isn't it! Even Teacher Fang can't tell the truth from the fake? The crowd had already begun to whisper, and Mazi over there also showed a triumphant look.

But I heard Fang Wen say again: "True or false, I am only a shallow old man, and I dare not assert it, but I am sure that the paper of this painting will not be far beyond the Republic of China period, and the possibility of artificial aging is not ruled out."

These words made Li Wentao's heart move, whether it was old or not, if the technique was inferior, he could see through it, so he turned on the perspective eye, and paid attention to the scene.

Fang Wen didn't directly say that this was a fake, but this was no different from saying it or not, it was just a different way of saying it, and someone on the side immediately applauded: "Sure enough, it's worthy of Teacher Fang"

"The paper is not far from surpassing the Republic of China, then it is not a painting of the Tang Dynasty, how can the people of the Tang Dynasty use the paper of the Republic of China to paint, isn't this a fake?"

"That's right, Teacher Fang is good, save face for that person! Otherwise, people like this should have been kicked out a long time ago."

Everyone was golden, and Mazi's face was pale and froze in place, and even worse, he actually called him a liar, when did he deceive people!

In fact, he doesn't know the age of this painting, but the experience of being a street vendor has made him accustomed to exaggerated rendering, and he insists that it is a Tang Dynasty painting.

The voices were boiling, **** Li was very satisfied with the current result, waved her hand and said: "Everyone, the matter has come to light, I, Jiang Meili, thank you for your concern here."

"You're welcome, you're welcome"

"Look at what you say, where are the words"

"Here's what we're supposed to do"

People are also happy to accept it, as if they have all become helpful and humble gentlemen, as if they have forgotten who was watching the excitement just now.

Seeing that the matter was over, everyone gradually dispersed, only **** Li, Fang Wen and Na Mazi stayed in place, **** Li first said gently: "Trouble Fang is old, go back and rest!" ”

After Fang Lao went back, **** Li turned to an angry face and said, "You liar don't get out yet, wait for me to go to the police?" ”

Ma Zi was frightened when she heard this, and ran away from the door, Jiang Meili smiled with satisfaction, and went back to work, is this the end of the matter? But why is Li Wentao's house gone?

It turned out that as early as when the crowd dispersed, Li Wentao had already left in advance, but he didn't go far, but stood at the door, and when Mazi grabbed the door and came out, he pulled him to the side.

"I ...... I'm not a liar, don't arrest me" Who knew that Mazi begged for mercy with a frightened face, obviously frightened by **** Li's words.

Li Wentao hurriedly explained: "I'm not here to arrest you, I'm not a policeman, why arrest you!" ”

"You're really not here to get me?"

"Of course"

"Then why are you still holding me?" As soon as he heard that he was not a policeman, Mazi's courage returned, a typical bully of the soft and afraid of the hard, but it had no effect on Li Wentao.

Instead, he smiled and said, "If I don't catch you, won't I run away with a deal?" You have to thank me! ”

"Buying and selling, what to buy?" Mazi asked with a confused expression.

Li Wentao asked rhetorically: "What are you here for?" ”

"Sell paintings! Oh" Mazi's face finally showed a sudden look, and said, "It turns out that you bought the painting!" ”

"Yes, they all say that your painting is fake, but I don't believe in this evil, and now I want to pick up a leak from you, are you willing to sell it to me?" Li Wentao said.

Mazi had an expression of disbelief on his face, and said secretly: "There are still such fools in this world, obviously they all say that they are fake, and they still want to pick up leaks, it is so easy for you to pick up leaks!" I've read too many fantasy novels, you! ”

But you can't say that, and replied: "If you want to buy it, okay, I'll sell you for 50,000 yuan."

Li Wentao pondered for a moment, and then muttered: "Is it appropriate to pick up leaks for 50,000?" ”

Mazi hurriedly bewitched on the side: "Suitable, of course suitable, think about it, 50,000 yuan, if you succeed in picking up the leak, then it will be 500,000, 10,000 million, and you will make a lot of money."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true"

The premise is that you have to be able to pick up the leak, Mazi secretly laughed for a while, today is really an eye-opener, and he actually sent such a fool.

"Okay" Li Wentao patted his thigh and agreed, and said: "Now I don't bring any money, I'll go to you in two hours, and then we will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, how about it?" ”

When Mazi heard that it would take two hours, he couldn't help but say, "Can't you hurry up?" ”

"I'm going to withdraw cash, two hours is not slow, you can find a place to eat and it will be over" Li Wentao estimated that it would take some time to sell the Jade Guanyin necklace, so he didn't dare to say too much.

"Cash?" Mazi's mouse eyes lit up instantly.

Cash is better and easier to spend!

So he said: "There is a park not far from this street, I will wait for you there for two hours, and I will not wait for the obsolescence"

Mazi didn't want to go to the restaurant for a meal and drink, but unfortunately he was already penniless, so he was determined to get the 50,000 yuan in cash, and he had already made a decision in his heart, let alone two hours, even three hours or four hours.

Seeing Mazi walking towards the park, Li Wentao turned around and entered the Tibetan Stone Pavilion.

The wool comes from the sheep, and this money has to be obtained from Qi Hui's mother!