There are not many people in the hall, and there are not many people here, but, but Fu Qiang is about to suffocate to death, and raising two fingers is two million? You've got a good IQ.

Song Shaoqing gave him a look, this is called rich and capricious. A stream of sour water in the stomach reached the throat, Qin Fen's painting, you spent three million? He felt like the world was crazy.

Holding back a smile in his heart, "Are you sure?" Song Shaoqing still asked.

Looking at the strange faces of the two of them, Mr. Chen didn't know what was going on, had these two goods been crazy recently, and it was strange to buy a painting? You must know that this is an ancient painting, the paper will not be detailed, and the ink is also very exquisite, although although the egg pain of this painting is not framed, I don't know who the author is, but just by those two things, you can judge.

The rice paper of the Tang Dynasty has long been extinct, you find me a blank to see, and then paint it yourself, this is not foolish, paper is valuable, what the hell are you painting, not afraid of bad practice, and then look at this painting, there is everyone's demeanor, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, although I don't know whose it is, but maybe I will pick up a leak.

If you want to talk about counterfeiting, not to mention that the process has been lost, it is a high imitation, and the cost is not low, not to mention that these two goods cannot know the way.

Mr. Chen is very sure, Lan Yibing, who is standing on the side, is also very sure of his judgment, he himself is doing this, he is an expert, there is no problem with the material, but the painting itself is a little strange, he looks like Wu Daozi, but he doesn't dare to say this, once he says it, it will be sky-high, but, but the special image has only been painted for a short time.

The doubt in his heart was that if it wasn't an antique, then this high imitation was a strange person. Just deal with it. It's hard to tell the real from the fake. Don't rely on fakes, their own painting skills are amazing, this is not a resemblance, but a god and form, you can't distinguish between true and fake, and the value of the painting itself is very high. Isn't this nonsense? Qin Fen drew it with Wu Daozi's skills.

It's no different from Wu Daozi's own painting.

"I'm sure, three million, I love it. When you meet someone you like, of course you have to make a move, and I'm a fool if you don't buy it! ”

You're an idiot! Fu Qiang and Song Shaoqing almost laughed and peed.

"Are we not kidding?" Song Shaoqing said depressedly, Fu Qiang, you have lost, everyone regards Qin Fen's paintings as famous antiques.

Fu Qiang also understood that the surname Chen was unprofitable, and if he dared to take out his hand for three million, then the value of this painting might be much higher.

The two of them looked at each other strangely, Qin Fen, a brute, could still be like this.

"I'm not kidding you. Say, how much do you drive. Let's talk! ”

Song Shaoqing raised his head depressedly, "Do you dare to have five million!" Anyway, he didn't feel heartache, and went back and asked the chef to give him another pair.

Mr. Chen hesitated, and Lan Yibing nodded. It doesn't matter if it's true or not, the key is that this painting is real from the Tang and Song dynasties, and no one can refute it, just deal with it.

"I'll write you a check! Or transfer money, the choice is yours! "What Mr. Chen said is categorical, if you buy it, you must buy it.

Fu Qiang had a black line in his head, and he lost a bottle of wine. Qin Fen, a chef's landscape, is he an amateur and sold for five million, is there still heavenly reason?

Song Shaoqing was happy, "It's up to you!" "Sure enough, it's good to follow Qin Fen.

Mr. Chen immediately transferred the money, and then happily took Qin Fen's blind painting and left.

Lan Yibing didn't move, and as soon as the other party left, he asked weirdly, "This is just a painting, I thought it was because of the rainy day, but the ink fragrance is a little heavy, his paper is too weird, and it is very different from ordinary new paintings, and ordinary people can't tell the difference." Dare to ask the two, who painted this? ”

"What did you say? I don't understand! "Song Shaoqing is not so stupid.

Fu Qiang was very cooperative, "This is handed down from our ancestors!"

Less fart. Lan Yibing had an eye on it at that time, what he wanted to know was who this master was, once he met, maybe he would be able to cooperate, and it would be really a lot of money at that time. It doesn't matter if it's fake, after processing, you will be blind in the identification, plus the other party's material and painting workmanship, if you are serious, no one will doubt it.

"Two, don't we celebrities tell lies?" Lan Yibing didn't want to give up.

"To be honest, you don't believe it!"

"We don't know each other, drink tea at your own expense!" Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang cooperated seamlessly.

Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything, Lan Yibing had no choice but to leave and slowly walked towards the passage.

After a pot of potted plants, Song Shaoqing put down the teacup, "Qiangzi, if you lose, I will say that Qin Fen's painting should be very good, you see, I sold it for five million!" ”

"I'm kneeling, this thing is too evil!"

Qin Fen? Lan Yibing was shocked, how did he get in touch with him? Could it be that this strange person with high imitation is Qin Fen? That's right, he remembered the wine jug that his brother said, as well as the chameleon's message, and the more he thought about it, the more certain he was that it was Qin Fen who was the one who lied.

Ma Dan, he remembered a text message he sent, and hurriedly started dialing, but unfortunately, there was a busy tone on the other side.

"Bastard, it seems that we have to stop, now Qin Fen is still of great use, no, I want to stop the old gun, Qin Fen can't move until he gets the other party's technology!"

People are like this, because of all kinds of interests concealed, because of ideas, all kinds of consequences. Qin Fen didn't know that he was on fire again, not because of his tongue-in-the-tongue program, but a painting that inadvertently stirred the pond. As for what will become of this building? The chef didn't even think about it, he knew a fart.

Lying on the sofa and watching TV boringly, he doesn't know where to go in the huge capital, and he doesn't have an acquaintance who is really fucked up.

It's not early or late, it's just seven o'clock, Qin Fen is honestly staying in the hotel, bored and picking up his mobile phone.

As soon as this WeChat was opened, a message popped up.

"The king called me to patrol the mountains, I went to the sea and the sky to take a turn, beat my drums, beat my gong, life is full of rhythm!"

This is still a voice, listening to the singing voice like a broken gong inside, Qin Fen glanced at the other party's ID speechlessly, Xiao Zhuanfeng. Then it's no wonder, this is his business, or is it genuine.

Returning to the Dasheng skewers, Xiao Zhuanfeng was very happy, and went out for a walk today and pulled a big customer. A fat-headed and big-eared rich businessman, although he can't tell what kind of goblin he is, but when he looks at this belly, he drinks, is rich, and is rich.

That's right, a tall youkai followed into the skewers, and as soon as he entered the door, he licked his mouth and sniffled.

"Fragrant, really fragrant, Haitian City, I'm the right one, as soon as I enter the door, I see a lot of food, what's that called?" The tall monster asked.

"Snack truck!" Little Diamond Wind replied immediately.

"Yes, snack truck, I eat all the way, I feel good, there are few other places with so much food, but unfortunately, it's just a little less, you guys are really self-help here?"

Little Diamond Wind nodded.

"We have skewers here, they are counted as sticks, the price is fair, the amount is real, as long as you have money, you can eat openly!"

The monster patted his waist, "Money is not a thing." ”

After speaking, he found a place to sit down, and as soon as he sat down, a sister paper came to the side, put the dishes on the side, and served each other a cup of tea.

The monster looked up, his eyes were straight, and he smirked, "My old pig, no, I'm very satisfied with your service." After speaking, he took the other party's small hand and lowered his head to look at it for a while.

"Objective, you can go and get your own food!" The sister paper said, keeping a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, don't worry, answer me a question first, female Bodhisattva, you are Gui Geng this year!" (To be continued.) )