Chapter 1 Lingyuxuan

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As the saying goes, buy gold in troubled times, and play collection in prosperous times. Seeing that following the trend has become a trend, the antique market is booming again.

There is such an antique street in Jiangcheng, with hundreds of large and small antique shops.

Ling Yuxuan can be regarded as one of the best, and has a good reputation in Jiangcheng. Cover is because Wang Fubao, the boss of Lingyuxuan, is known as "Wang Banxian", and he can be described as a highly respected and Beidou-level figure in Taishan. With a good reputation, business will naturally flourish.

In the reception area of the store, the atmosphere is a little intense.

"This is the original handiwork of Tang Yin's later years that I bought by chance abroad by chance, if it weren't for the company's poor turnover and urgent need for money, I would definitely not be willing to sell it. If this ink treasure is taken to the auction house, it will definitely be able to be auctioned for a good price. ”

A middle-aged boss in a suit said with a lot of heartache.

"One and a half million, as long as one and a half million, I will sell it immediately."

Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, who are known as the first of the four great talents in Jiangnan, have the original ink treasure of Tang Yin, even if they are only two feet, but if they are auctioned, two million should not be able to run away.

"Rob, did you open the door wide?"

The questioner was a young woman of 18 years old, with skin like mutton fat, eyes like autumn water, a small melon seed face, and a light red cheongsam embroidered with Chinese style patterns on her body, revealing her classical beauty to the fullest. The graceful and delicate figure is even hotter. Dignified, yet a little elegant.

It's a bit too beautiful!

The man who was called Rob was an old man in his sixties, dressed in a gray robe, and his spirit seemed to be good, especially his eyes, which were bright enough to be compared with those of young adults.

Rob's full name is Luo Fu, and he has worked in Lingyuxuan for more than 20 years and has won the trust of Wang Banxian. I learned some ways from Wang Banxian, and I am quite famous in the industry.

When Wang Banxian was not there, he was mostly there in the store.

"Open the door" and "palm eye" are both jargon, open the door means genuine, palm eye means identification.

Although Wang Xiaoxian has learned some ways from her father Wang Banxian since she was a child, after all, the way is still shallow and she is not sure.

Rob nodded and said, "Miss, it's the door, and the price is okay." But it's a big deal, so it's best to ask the master. ”

Wang Xiaoxian's lips were lightly raised, revealing a playful smile: "My dad is out to meet friends, don't bother him with this little thing...... Since it's open and the price is reasonable, let's take it. Our Lingyuxuan opened the door to do business, and the customers who entered the door have never pushed out. ”

"I'm in charge of this."

"Miss, but-" Luo Fu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Xiaoxian: "Okay, Rob, take the money to this boss." ”

The man in the suit and leather shoes finally showed a smile on his face: "I have heard that Wang Banxian has a daughter who is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is refreshing, I came here in the name of Wang Banxian, but I didn't want to be blessed to see Miss Wang, it is really worthy of the name." ”

"Miss Wang's family history, these two feet of Tang Yin's authentic works are put up for auction, and the two million will definitely not be able to run away, it just takes some time, and the income is a steady earning."

What woman doesn't like to hear good words?

The smile on Wang Xiaoxian's face became a little thicker, and he was very satisfied with the first big deal he made by working in the family antique shop during the summer vacation of college.

This changed hands, at least 500,000 profits.

Playing antiques is like this, it is not uncommon to not open for half a year, and it is not uncommon to open for half a year.

Don't look at the dazzling array of products in the store, but those who know a little bit know that these are high-quality imitation handicrafts, even if there are some antiques, they are also not very valuable goods. Really good goods don't just put them out casually. These things, to put it bluntly, are sold to laymen.

It's getting rarer and rarer to open the door, and it's not easy to do.

So don't look at the fact that you can make hundreds of thousands of dollars in a transaction, but there are definitely not many such good deals in a year, and basically it will not exceed the number of one hand.

If you can always have such a good deal to do, then it will not be profitable?

If it weren't for this, how could Wang Xiaoxian agree so happily?

"Waitβ€”"

Just as Rob was about to take the boss to get the money, a voice rang out.

A boy in his early twenties walked over, with angular features and slightly dark skin, not to say handsome, but at least not ugly.

The boy walked closer, stared at the calligraphy and painting in Wang Xiaoxian's hand, and said, "Beauty, my surname is Ye Mingqian...... You've seen it look away this time, it's clearly a fake painting. ”

"What? Do you dare to say that my painting is a fake opening? Hearing this, the boss suddenly burst into a rage, glared at the young man named Ye Gan with a fierce face, and shouted:

"Stinky boy, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk indiscriminately, what do you know as a layman? If you don't explain it clearly today, be careful that I sue you for slander. ”

Playing antiques, you can see the Tao from a person's speech, and jargon is the best touchstone.

Wang Xiaoxian's eyes moved lightly, and he looked at the young man who suddenly appeared. In the depths of Robb's eyes, a strange sharpness flashed.

Ye Qian did not have the slightest fear, and pointed directly to the calligraphy and painting: "This is not the true work of Tang Yin in his later years at all, Tang Yin's biography does record some of his works in his later years, including this inscription...... It is true that this painting has never appeared on the market. ”

"It didn't show up, so it's fake?"

Rob frowned deeply, and scolded unceremoniously: "Young man, don't learn a little bit and just talk here, the water in this line is deep." ”

"You hairy boy, what do you know? Our Lingyuxuan is open to do business, when will it be your turn to be an irrelevant kid? Isn't it, do you doubt the old man's eyesight? ”

Ye Qian shook his head and said, "Don't be angry, old man, in fact, I just stood at the door and watched carefully for a while, not without evidence." ”

"Hmph, isn't it empty talk? I think you're talking nonsense, but let's talk about it, why isn't this painting genuine? If you can't come out today, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of here. The boss in the suit snorted coldly and put on a somewhat arrogant posture.

Ye Qian glanced at the angry boss before he said: "Look at the paper of this calligraphy and painting, it does have a history of about four or five hundred years, and it can be regarded as an ancient paintingβ€”β€”"

"Hmph, then you kid still dare to say that it's a fake to open the door?" The owner was a little more tempered.

Ye Qian waved his hand: "Don't worry, listen to me first." ”

"Although the thing is an antiquity, it is indeed a fake Tang Yin work, because this is simply a copy of the ancients. This copying person is also a master, and he lives in almost the same era as Tang Yin. Therefore, if you only identify it from the paper aspect, you will naturally not be able to see the doorway, and this handwriting can also be said to be impeccable, which can confuse some people, but there is a key failure......"

Speaking of this, Ye Qian seemed to be deliberately fishing for people's appetite, and did not continue.

Wang Xiaoxian couldn't help but ask, "Where is the failure?" Why didn't I see it? ”

"Beauty, do you want to know?"

"Nonsense."

"Hey, how about you smile at me?"

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"Dengzi, I think you came to make trouble on purpose, right? Hurry up and get the hell out of here. Luo Boli snorted, and was about to step forward to drive Ye Qian.

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