"Antique! Why do you suddenly want to buy this thing, Song Xin, do you know this?" Chen Zhan was surprised, because Song Xin had never bought an antique before.

"Of course I don't understand that." Song Xin said to Chen Zhan confidently, "I don't have much interest in antiques, it's just that my dad likes it, his birthday is coming, and I plan to buy one for him." Chen Zhan, didn't you always brag about how much you knew before, this time you will accompany me to take a look. ”

"Okay, I'll help you with your eyes, but don't blame me if you lose your eyes." Chen Zhan said.

"I see, I won't blame you when the time comes, let's go." Song Xin pulled Chen Zhan and walked towards Panjiayuan.

Chen Zhan followed Song Xin inside, but the stalls on both sides walked forward without looking at him, which made Chen Zhan feel strange and asked, "Aren't you going to buy antiques?" Why don't you go to these stalls and have a look?"

"Don't buy here, I've long heard that there are a lot of antiques and fakes in Panjiayuan, and I don't know it, a friend introduced that there is an antique exchange meeting in the garden study today, and told me that if you want to buy antiques, you can go there to see, at least there will be no fakes." Song Xin explained, Yuan Shuzhai in the depths of Panjiayuan, every time the activities of Yuan Shuzhai, are the owner of Yuan Shuzhai and the owners of several antique shops in Panjiayuan together, now there are many rich people in society, there are many collectors, when you have antiques want to sell, but you are worried that there is no buyer, you can come to Yuan Shuzhai.

And some rich people want to buy something in Panjiayuan, but they don't know where to go, because there are many shops in Panjiayuan, and the general shops are mixed with fish and eyes, and it is difficult to distinguish between real and fake, although these people are not short of money, but in case they buy fakes, they feel bad both in their hearts and on their faces. The antique exchange meeting of the garden study, there are senior antique appraisers sitting in it, and the objects that both buyers and sellers are not sure about can be appraised on the spot.

Although I don't dare to guarantee that 100% will not look away, but there is one more guarantee than the outside, so that those rich buyers can have more assurance in their hearts, the antique exchange in the garden study will have such a scene, of course, it is not ordinary people can come in, to participate is either invited in advance, or there are acquaintances to introduce, otherwise it is not easy to come in.

Chen Zhan and Song Xin came to the Yuan Study, only to see that the store of the Yuan Study was closed, Song Xin stepped forward and knocked on the door, and then the store door was ajar, a man leaned out and asked, Song Xin told him the name of her friend, saying that he was introduced, the man listened, and welcomed Chen Zhan and Song Xin in, it seems that Song Xin's friend is an old acquaintance here.

After coming in, Chen Zhan found that it was quite big inside, and walked through the main hall to the back, and found that there were quite a lot of people behind, there were more than 20 people, only to see two Eight Immortal Tables side by side, with a tablecloth spread on it, and several people gathered there, Song Xin was curious, and couldn't help but go over to see what was going on.

Chen Zhan followed, and saw a long painting on the table, which was full of houses and street pedestrians, and it was a painting that recorded the appearance of the town, "Huh!? What kind of painting is this, and how does it look so familiar?" Song Xin asked Chen Zhan suspiciously.

Chen Zhan whispered to Song Xin: "This is the Qingming Riverside Map!"

"Qingming Riverside Map! No wonder it looks so familiar, but isn't the Qingming Riverside Picture in the Palace Museum? Why are you here?" Song Xin said suspiciously, Chen Zhan was about to answer, but an old man in his sixties gathered around the table heard Song Xin's words and smiled at Song Xin: "Girl, of course this is not the Qingming Riverside picture of Zhang Zeduan in the Palace Museum, this is just an imitation!"

This old man is one of the appraisers in the antique exchange meeting of Yuan Shuzhai, hearing the old man's words, Song Xin was immediately interested, and said: "Since it is an imitation, what are you still looking at here!"

"Hey, girl, you don't understand, although it's an imitation, but it also depends on when and who painted the imitation, and it may be worth a lot if it's not genuine!" The old man laughed.

At this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man gathered around the table, who seemed to be a rich man, opened his mouth and asked the old man who was talking to Song Xin, "Old Qin, what is this painting like, give me a word?" ”

"Haha!" Qin Lao said with a smile: "Boss Li, what are you anxious about, the sellers are not in a hurry."

"Old Qin, I also have some love for this picture of the river during the Qingming Festival, and I want to buy it a little." Boss Li sneered and said, "I'm also in a hurry, Old Qin." Another middle-aged man said, "What the hell is this painting, when I bought it, people said it was an imitation of the Yuan Dynasty!"

Qin Lao thought for a moment, pondered his words for a while, and said, "Boss Su, this painting ...... I don't look like an imitation of the Yuan Dynasty, the paper of your painting is made of rice paper, judging from the texture of the paper, it should be from the Qing Dynasty, but this rice paper is a little thicker, it's really strange, Lao Zhu, how do you see it?" Qin Lao asked an old man who bent over to look at the painting with a magnifying glass.

The old man, who was called Lao Zhu by Qin Lao, stopped looking at the painting when he heard the words, stood up straight and put down the magnifying glass in his hand, rubbed his eyes and said: "This painting is unique with pen and ink and color, dry pen side, with ink and shade blending, ink color combination and blending, the color is relatively bright, from the point of view of pen and ink skills, it should be the style of painting in the late Qing Dynasty, as for which everyone did it, forgive me for not being able to see."

When the seller Boss Su heard the words of the two appraisers, his face suddenly changed, knowing that this painting was worthless, as if he was deflated, he sighed helplessly, and after hearing it, Boss Li said: "It turned out to be just a folk imitation in the late Qing Dynasty, so it is not worth much, but it is a pity."

Chen Zhan also took a closer look at this Qingming Shanghe map, it is indeed from the painting and paper to see that it is the Qing Dynasty, in the past, his master Zhong Shan's biggest hobby is to collect antiques, he has been by the master's side for so many years, I have listened to the master to explain to himself how to identify antiques, and the preservation of ancient antiques will slowly contaminate the aura of heaven and earth in it, the older the age, the aura in the antique will be different, and you can also identify the age of the antique through the color of the aura.

Chen Zhan secretly opened the eye of the sky, wanting to make sure that this picture of the river during the Qingming Festival was an imitation of the late Qing Dynasty, after opening the eyes, Chen Zhan saw a pale yellow aura wrapping this picture of the river during the Qingming Festival, "Pale yellow aura, this should be from the Ming Dynasty, how can it be a painting from the late Qing Dynasty, is it a Tibetan painting in the painting?" Chen Zhan said in surprise.

Chen Zhan gathered more mana into the eyes of the sky, only to see that this Qingming Riverside Picture slowly became transparent, Chen Zhan's heart was whole, and he saw that there was a painting of the Qingming Riverside Picture inside, after discovering the secret of this painting, Chen Zhan looked gloomy and was about to collect the painting Boss Su said: "Boss Su, how do you sell this painting?"

Hearing Chen Zhan's words, several people around looked at Chen Zhan in surprise, because the people who came here wanted to buy those famous paintings and calligraphy or old antiques, who would want this kind of painting that is not too long ago, and it is not a famous painting, Song Xin asked suspiciously: "Why do you want this painting from the late Qing Dynasty?" It's not a famous painting. ”

"It's also an ancient painting, and if you buy it back, it's a collection!" Chen Zhan said with a smile.

"This gentleman wants this painting from me?" Boss Su heard Chen Zhan's words and asked with some uncertainty.

"Well, how much does Boss Su plan to sell?" Chen Zhan looked at Boss Su and said with certainty.

"One hundred thousand! No, 80,000 sells!" Boss Su hurriedly said, for fear that Chen Zhan would regret it.

Chen Zhan didn't bargain, he directly took out his mobile phone and said, "Boss Su, how much is your bank account number, I'll transfer it to you now." "Okay, I'm an industrial and commercial card, account xxxxxx, this gentleman, your surname?" Boss Su said his bank account number and asked.

"My surname is Chen, Boss Su, I have already transferred the money, do you see if you have received it?" Chen Zhan asked after the transfer on his mobile phone was completed, Boss Su's mobile phone rang, and a text message from the bank came, notifying that 80,000 yuan would be remitted to the account, "Mr. Chen, the money has been received, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Chen Zhan put away the painting on the table, Song Xin couldn't figure out what Chen Zhan was doing, judging from Boss Su's quotation just now, and the looks on the faces of several people around him, this painting was not worth 80,000 yuan at all, but with his understanding of Chen Zhan, this guy was definitely not a master who was willing to act as a wronged leader.