Wenkong Street, the largest antique street in Qingcheng, is not one of them!

There are hundreds of various shops on this street.

Without exception, they all sell all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and paintings on this street.

All kinds of porcelain, ancient paintings, coins, ancient books, can be described as a dazzling array of everything.

As for its authenticity, hehe, just take it as a joke.

To put it mildly, on the ancient player, it is good to have one of the 100 antiques that is true.

Some of the rest, not even fakes, can only be said to be ...... Modern crafts.

Since Qingcheng is a famous tourist city in China, there is no shortage of tourists.

And Van Kong Street, which is listed as one of the travel routes by many tourists.

Since those tourists have come to Qingcheng, they naturally want to buy something with commemorative significance to go back, and the antiques that can represent the cultural history of Qingcheng in the antique street are of course the best choice.

Thereupon......

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

Anyway, those shops on Wenkong Street, the basic mountain is a one-shot deal.

Whatever he does, sell the things first.

You say it's a fake? Nonsense, if it could really be sold so cheaply?

If it's true, then you're out of shit luck, we'll admit it!

............

Under the coercion of Fang Lian's force, Cheng Nuo obediently sat in the car of the company.

I turned around and stopped all the way to the entrance of Wenkong Street.

"Xiao Liu, park the car here. Fang Lian sat in the back seat and said to the driver Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu parked the car in the parking lot outside Wenkong Street, and then Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian got out of the car and walked into the antique street.

Since it is June, the weather is hot, and Qingcheng is backed by the sea, so the climate is cool. At this time of year, there are many tourists who come to play, and there are also many tourists who come to Wenkong Street.

The antique street is not crowded even though there are many more people than usual.

As soon as Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian walked into the antique street, they melted into the tide of people.

"Sister Fang, what are we doing here?"

Cheng Nuo blocked the slightly dazzling sun with his hand, turned his head and asked curiously.

"Sweep!"

Fang Lian lightly spit out these two words in his mouth.

Slut?!

Cheng Nuo was stunned when he heard this, and hesitated for a long time before he spoke, "Sister Fang, I know you are indeed a little ...... What the hell. However, it is a bit ...... to say that you are a slut directly on the street Not really, right?"

"Stupid, I'm talking about sweeping goods, not sluts?" Fang Lian said with a black line.

Fang Lian's distant antique acquisition company, simply put, is to buy antiques at a low price and sell them at a high price!

However, those low-priced antiques are not so easy to receive. Therefore, sometimes Fang Lian's inventory will enter a state of depletion.

At this time, it is necessary for Fang Lian, the big boss of the distant company, to go to the antique streets in major places to sweep the goods!

With Fang Lian's ability to identify antiques, if you go to the antique street, you can sweep more than ten years of antiques back, and it is no problem to solve the urgent need.

Obviously, this time, Fang Lian's company once again fell into this dilemma.

As for why Cheng Nuo was pulled......

One is because Fang Lian found that the little brother upstairs has extraordinary strength in the identification of antique age.

Another reason, of course, is that I want to be a coolie!

Fang Lian wanted to buy antiques not a few, and she was lacking a young and strong young man to be squeezed dry by her.

Isn't this Cheng Nuo sent it up in a hurry?

Not only can you help yourself identify the age of antiques, but also be a free laborer, why not?

"Alright, let's go, first!"

In order not to attract too much attention, Fang Lian before was sweeping the goods in several other small antique streets.

But......

In the past few years, the real antiques on those antique streets have been almost swept away by her.

It's not that there is no way to come to Wenkong Street.

The first antique shop that Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian walked into was a store specializing in some calligraphy and painting antiques.

The name of the shop is not bad, it is called Golden Palace Pavilion.

Since the location of the store is located at the very exit of the entire Boon Kong Street, the flow of people is not bad.

When Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian came in, there were already more than a dozen people in the store.

There weren't many staff in the store, just a chubby owner and a lean-looking clerk. At this time, the two of them were busy and had no time to greet Cheng Nuo and the others.

The two didn't pay much attention to it.

Especially Fang Lian, this time, the more low-key she is, the better.

Inside the store, on the walls around it, there are ancient calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, this "ancient" word, there is more water mixed in it.

Of these dozens of ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, it would be good if one of them could be real.

"You are left and I am right, and you can solve it quickly. Fang Lian whispered to Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo nodded, then shook his head again, and asked a little blindfolded, "By the way, Sister Fang, why do I want to help you?"

"Just because I'm your sister. Fang Lian whispered, gritted his silver teeth and said, "If you don't help me, I will be very unhappy, and when a woman is unhappy, she is prone to have a big mouth, a big mouth, and I am afraid that I will accidentally tell my parents about your going to wash your feet." When your parents are not happy to hear this, they will reward you with your favorite big mouth!"

"What do you mean...... Looks like it makes sense. Cheng Nuomo rubbed his chin and bowed slightly, "Sister Fang, since you are my sister, then I will help with this favor." Jesus can't stop it, I said!"

Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian, one from one end of the store, the other from the other end of the store, identify the authenticity of calligraphy and paintings.

Cheng Nuo came to the first picture of words. It was a picture of spring and snow.

"Length 74.21 cm, width 31.28 cm, thickness 1.33 mm, produced in November 2017!"

Fakes, no explanations!

The second painting.

"70.38 cm long, 21.57 cm wide, 0.98 mm thick, produced in June 2018!"

Cheng Nuo stayed in front of the second picture for only two or three seconds, then shook his head lightly and walked to the next one.

"Length 68.54 cm, width ...... Produced in August 2019!"

Wow, boss, you're going too far!

These paintings are produced later and later every year. It's just fake! Is it the next one, and you're going to get it out for me last month?

The fourth picture: "78.25 cm long, 35.18 cm wide, produced in May 2020!"

Cheng Nuo: "......"

MMP, really, just made last month?

Shopkeeper, can you be more serious? Will anyone want such a fake painting?

Even if you use it as toilet paper, some people think it's a butt, right?

"Boss, how much does this painting cost, I bought it?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a briefcase pointed to the painting that Cheng Nuo had just finished reading, and said to the chubby boss with pride.

The boss hurriedly trotted all the way over, his chubby forehead was covered with beads of sweat, "Hey, this gentleman is really good eyesight, this painting was painted by Wu Erzi, Wu Daozi's apprentice back then." Won the true biography of Wu Daozi. ”

"That's it, I like this painting very much, and I don't plan to sell it, but I see that you are destined, so let's do it, 10,000 yuan, you can take it directly!

Although the expression on the face of the chubby boss was painful, he was happy in his heart.

This painting, which was painted by Wu Erzi, but ...... His son just drew it last month.

"Okay, boss, come back to you next time!" the guest in the suit laughed and took out 10,000 yuan from his briefcase, "Come, help me wrap this painting." ”

"Next time, buy this time, I'm afraid you'll never want to come to my place again. ”

The chubby boss was secretly having fun trying to take the painting off the wall.