The result given by Lingbaoyan made Chu Chen very excited, there was indeed another work hidden in this painting, but it was a little different from his idea that the other work was not a picture-in-picture like before, but was hidden in the scroll of this painting.

The scroll is a silk work, but because the work is rolled up, and there is Song Lei watching him next to him, Chu Chen didn't look at it much, but he didn't change his face and read the "Lin Ting Fun Picture" in front of him without changing his heart.

"Chu Shao, are you satisfied with this painting?" Song Lei saw that Chu Chen finished reading the painting, so he couldn't wait to ask.

Chu Chen nodded and said: "The painting is not bad, but it is the same as the previous one, it is also a work copied in the Qing Dynasty, and the real one is now also in the museum of Treasure Island, and this painting is not as good as the previous one, it must not be worth 12,000." ”

Hearing Chu Chen say this, Song Lei's face couldn't help twitching, but for him, it was okay to sell it, so he asked, "Chu Shao, how much money are you going to pay for this work?" ”

"Eight thousand at most!" Chu Chen gestured.

When Song Lei heard Chu Chen's offer, he said with a sad face: "Eight thousand! It's too little, when I bought it, I spent 380,000, so you can go a little higher! ”

Chu Chen shook his head and said: "An imitation is an imitation, you just bought it for 3.8 million yuan, what price should it be." ”

"Higher! Even if it's cheaper than just now, it's too much to lose 4,000 at once. Song Lei said with a sad face.

Chu Chen thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, wait until I finish reading all the things below, and then negotiate the price." What do you think? ”

"Okay!" For Song Lei, as long as he can sell a little more, it's good. As for Chu Chen's other requirements, he had no opinion.

The other is He Shaoji's calligraphy work, a seven-character quatrain written in calligraphy.

He Shaoji. The word Zizhen, the number Dongzhou, the late number of the Kousu, the don't sign the Dongzhou layman, the people of Xiangnan Daozhou. Daoguang sixteen years of Jinshi. He has attainments in scriptures, poetry, words, stones, and history. The calligrapher is one of the influential calligraphers in the late Qing Dynasty.

The brushwork of this work is indulgent and transcendent, sometimes trembling. Mellow and flavorful, it should be He Shaoji's middle-aged works, from the perspective of seals and other aspects, it should be He Shaoji's authentic works.

Putting away the magnifying glass in his hand, Chu Chen looked at Song Lei's hopeful eyes, and said with a slight smile: "This is a genuine painting, but although He Shaoji is influential, it is not too big, and this calligraphy is only a seven-character quatrain." The value is not very high, so let's do it, if you want, I will take these two things for 30,000 yuan. ”

"Chu Shao. 30,000 is too little, you can add a little more! Forty thousand, forty thousand, these two things are yours! Song Lei originally wanted to report 50,000 yuan. But he was afraid of self-defeating, so he only dared to report 40,000.

Chu Chen directly refused: "I said that 30,000 is already a lot. If you think it's low, you can take these two things to an antique shop. See who offers the highest price. ”

"Chu Shao, I know you are an expert, but you see that I have become like this, you can give a little more! Or I still have some porcelain here, you can also pick it. ”

For what Chu Chen said, how could Song Lei not know that he also took these two paintings and calligraphy to ask for a price, and the highest was only 25,000 yuan, but he finally met a wronged man, and if he didn't take the opportunity to ask for more, he wouldn't be a fool.

Song Lei's appearance, coupled with the four-walled house, although it does look a little pitiful, but well, this is also his own fault, if it weren't for his own problems, he wouldn't be like this, and this person is also addicted to drugs, even if he is given a few million, it won't be long before he loses it.

For such a character, if Chu Chen didn't know the truth, he might be sympathetic, now it's not bad not to be disgusted, it's definitely impossible for him to sympathize.

Originally, Chu Chen was not interested in Song Lei's porcelain that could not be sold, but with the unexpected discovery just now, he changed his mind, so he nodded and said, "Okay, it's okay to see it." ”

"Chu Shao, please come with me to the balcony to take a look, your eyesight is good, maybe you can find the dusty orb!"

Saying that, Song Lei nodded and led Chu Chen to the balcony, Chu Chen shook his head secretly as he walked, it can be seen from Song Lei's attitude, if there is really something good, how can he throw things on the balcony? Therefore, Chu Chen has no illusions about those porcelains now.

Sure enough, Chu Chen walked to the balcony, and when he saw those bottles and cans, he was speechless for a while, these porcelains in front of him were basically fake things, and they were miserable in four words, even if they were sold in a small way, they were better than these, so it was no wonder that no one would buy them.

And most of these porcelains were bought by Song Lei to deceive people, combined with his current situation, Chu Chen immediately thought of a word, retribution is unhappy.

There is so much garbage, Chu Chen is not in the mood to check them one by one, and directly uses Baojue, if there are good things to check carefully, if there are no good things, then give up directly, but in these miserable porcelain, there will be any possibility of good things, he feels that it should be infinitely close to zero.

The porcelain on the balcony was excluded by Bao Jue one by one, and the fact was the same as Chu Chen thought, there was not a single good thing in these porcelains, but what made him not believe it was that an iron rod-shaped thing next to a vase actually passed Bao Jue's screening.

Chu Chen pressed his surprise into his heart, and after pretending to look through a few things, he came to the iron rod, and then he saw that this was not an iron rod at all, but an iron sword, but this iron sword was rusty and unshaped, and it looked like an iron rod from a distance.

The rusty iron sword that looked like this, but it was screened by Bao Jue, even if Chu Chen was stupid, he knew that there must be something else in it, so he immediately used the spirit treasure eye on this iron sword, and in the blink of an eye, the projection of the iron sword in front of him was presented in his mind.

Chu Chen's consciousness slowly passed through the rust, and what surprised him was that in this iron sword, there was actually a very small dagger wrapped in something, this dagger looked cold and sparkling, and its body was covered with lines, and the appearance of the lines was tortuous and tactful, uneven, and it looked like ......

Chu Chen almost exclaimed when he thought of that name, but fortunately, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly thought that there was still Song Lei by his side, and what made him a little fortunate was that he happened to be facing away from Song Lei at this time, otherwise Song Lei would definitely see his astonished face clearly, and it would not be certain whether this sword could be obtained by him as he wished.

Chu Chen picked up the iron sword and looked at it for a while, then stood up, shook his head at Song Lei and said, "Mr. Song, I really don't like the other porcelain you have besides this sword!" ”

"Sword?"

When Song Lei heard what Chu Chen said, he was a little puzzled at first, but after a while, he reacted, Chu Chen should be talking about something like an iron rod.

Speaking of which, there was a time when he bought several new melamines from a vendor and the vendor gave them to his partner.

After taking this thing back, he kept throwing it in a corner of the house, and this time he was going to throw it away, but he forgot to say it at the time, and the employees of the moving company transported it together.

Originally, he thought that this thing could only be sold as scrap copper and rotten iron, but he really didn't expect Chu Chen to take a fancy to it, and it was rusty like this, even if he didn't understand the sword, he knew that this wouldn't be a treasure, and the ghost knew how Chu Chen would take a fancy to it, of course, he wouldn't care about this, and said to Chu Chen with a smile on his face:

"Chu Shao, you really have good eyesight, my sword is a good thing, I also spent a lot of money to buy it at the beginning, before, it's not that no one took a fancy to it, but the price they offered was too low, so I never sold it, but since Chu Shao, you have taken a fancy to it, I will sell it to you at the price I bought!"

Chu Chen looked at Song Lei talking nonsense there with a smile, and then asked with a smile: "Mr. Song, let me ask, do you know what period this sword is?" ”

Song Lei was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly said, "Tang ...... Tang Dynasty, this sword is Tang Dynasty! ”

When Chu Chen heard him say this, he laughed and said, "Mr. Song, I advise you to study this aspect carefully, this sword can't even reach the Yuan Dynasty, let alone the Tang Dynasty?" ”

Song Lei was also thick-skinned, and when he heard this, he slapped his hands directly and said: "Ah, I said that the people who bid in the past set the price so low, it turns out that this is the case, it is really a profiteer who harms people!" ”

Looking at Song Lei's performance, Chu Chen couldn't help but smile secretly, this person really has some talent for making antiques, if he didn't take drugs, but did the antique business, then it is estimated that he is also alive and well.

"Alright, alright!" Then he waved his hand and said: "I don't care if you are a profiteer or not, if it weren't for my old man's liking of the ancient sword, I wouldn't have bought it, but if it's rusty like this, I can only give you three hundred yuan at most!" ”

If Song Lei was in the antique business, and this iron sword could be sold for three hundred yuan, then he must be quite happy, but he was a drug addict, and three hundred yuan was only enough for him to take drugs a few times, so of course he would not be satisfied with this, so he begged Chu Chen to give him more.

"Stop!" Chu Chen let out a loud sigh and said, "Mr. Song, if you do this again, then I won't buy it!" ”

Song Lei was a little anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Chu Chen's sleeve, and begged: "Don't mind!" Chu Shao, if it weren't for that, how about you give me a total of 35,000 for those two paintings plus this iron sword? (To be continued......)