"The boss of the Coin Pavilion is my future father-in-law, you are lying to my brother, do you say that this matter has anything to do with me?"

Li Meng was obviously taken aback after listening to Cheng Hao's words, and after looking at Wang Wenjing, he looked at Cheng Hao again, and felt that these two were not compatible.

"Since you are the son-in-law of the Zhong family, then this matter is the business of your Zhong family, I want to reason with the serious Zhong family!"

Li Meng waved his hand, and the words he said could simply thunder people.

Cheng Hao was a little puzzled when he heard this, is there any difference between this?

"Your identity is not qualified to meet the Zhong family, so you can only meet me, the son-in-law who has not yet entered the door!"

Cheng Hao's words made Li Meng's face full of iron, he had never been so despised.

"Boss Li, the most important thing to do business is integrity, will you really have a good life if you are so deceitful?"

The person who spoke was Wang Wenjing, who had just seen the fake coin, so he could only deceive a white like Huang Mao.

"Young Master Jing, do you want to cross the foot too?"

Li Meng didn't take Cheng Hao in his eyes, but for Wang Wenjing, he said that he couldn't afford to provoke him!

"What are these words, Xiao Jing is my girlfriend, do you think he will watch me being bullied?"

Although such words sound very unproductive, Wang Wenjing has a little sweetness in his heart!

"What you just sold him is clearly a worthless blank piece of paper, not anything valuable at all."

Wang Wenjing opened his mouth to speak, and Li Meng continued to refute.

"Nonsense, that's Jiaozi!"

After Cheng Hao heard this, his eyes were about to fly to the sky, and he handed over his son!

"Jiaozi was produced in the Northern Song Dynasty, and later after a large number of circulation in the Southern Song Dynasty, there was basically not much left. If you really had such a good object, would you sell it for 3,000 yuan? ”

Cheng Hao squinted his eyes, and also felt that Huang Mao's three thousand yuan was too unjust.

"You ......"

Li Meng pointed at Cheng Hao, unable to say anything, his face was flushed.

"Okay, since you have nothing to say, then don't say it, anyway, I don't think you're an expert!"

Cheng Hao glanced at him, thinking that he was a high-end player, he didn't understand such simple knowledge.

Cheng Hao took Wang Wenjing's hand and turned around to leave.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Li Meng's voice sounded again, and Wang Wenjing turned his head and looked at him impatiently.

"If you're so powerful, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Cheng Hao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, thinking to himself what kind of moth is this going to do?

"Or else? Are you going to kneel down and sing conquest to me? ”

Cheng Hao never thought that he would use such a low-level Internet meme, but it feels good to use it.

"Cousin, help me bring the Qingxi Yuyin picture that I just picked up, and let this master identify it well!"

As soon as Li Meng's words fell, Zhang Wei turned around and went back to the inner room.

Cheng Hao raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain today.

"Qingxi Fishing Hidden Picture, the author of the Song Dynasty painter Li Tang, 25.2 cm long, 144.7 cm wide, is now in the collection of the Palace Museum."

The voice in his head came, Cheng Hao smiled and shook his head, it seems that this guy didn't know where to buy a fake.

Soon, Zhang Wei took out a long scroll from it, which looked gorgeous and exquisite, and the price should be expensive.

Zhang Wei opened the long axis, and the so-called hidden picture of Qingxi fishing was displayed in front of him.

Wang Wenjing stepped forward to take a look, and the smugness in Li Meng's eyes couldn't be suppressed, because the famous Jing Gongzi was attracted by his paintings, which was something worth showing off.

"Jing Gongzi, isn't this painting wonderful?"

Li Meng followed behind Wang Wenjing, gesturing while talking, and Cheng Hao, who was watching, couldn't cry or laugh.

Wang Wenjing walked back to Cheng Hao's side and shook his head slightly, he couldn't distinguish it.

Whether it is from the drawing method or from the material of this paper, there is no problem, even Wang Wenjing is a little surprised by Li Meng's ability.

"Fake!"

Cheng Hao whispered in Wang Wenjing's ear, and the latter looked at him with great confusion, because Cheng Hao had not even walked into the painting.

At that time, Li Meng raised his eyes to look at Cheng Hao, raised his head proudly, and looked at Cheng Hao like the world's first.

"Ahem...... How much did you buy it? ”

Cheng Hao asked, he wanted to know how much this person could lose money.

"Why are you asking this, hurry up and identify!"

Li Meng replied extremely impatiently, feeling that Cheng Hao had involved his privacy.

"Do you think it's true or not?"

Cheng Hao was not angry and did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, who would spend millions on a fake painting?"

Li Meng almost blurted out, but Cheng Hao was beating a drum in his heart.

This Li Meng is a cautious person at first glance, if he knows that this thing is fake, he won't go over all at once, right?

Cheng Hao thought like this, and heard Li Meng's provocation again.

"If you can't identify it, call grandpa, and I won't embarrass you. But if you can't identify it and still speak wildly, don't blame me for not giving face to the Zhong family! ”

At that time, Li Meng had his arms behind his back, his head held high, and he seemed to have forgotten the shame not long ago.

Cheng Hao sighed and sighed a few times, since the other party is so ruthless to himself, then he doesn't have to show mercy to him.

"Li Tang, a painter of the Song Dynasty."

Cheng Hao strode forward, glanced at the painting, and smiled softly.

"The Qingxi fishing hidden map depicts the scenery of the mountainous area around Qiantang after the rain, showing the small scene of the fishing village after the first harvest of the summer rain."

According to the voice in his head, Cheng Hao said word for word.

"There is astringency in this painting, and there is lightness in the heavy......"

"Can you say something useful, can you introduce this?"

Li Meng reprimanded impatiently, and Cheng Hao said that the point was coming.

"Everyone knows that Li Tang's Qingxi Yuyin map has a signature, but they don't know where his signature is!"

Li Meng's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly walked to the painting, pointing to the place with his signature and looking at Cheng Hao.

"Do you have no eyes, what is this?"

Cheng Hao sighed, shook his head, and thought to himself, why didn't he cry when he saw the coffin?

"Li Tang's signature is Heyang Li Tang's pen, written between the trunks at the end of the volume. Look at where your signature is, you can tell if the painting is real or fake! ”

As soon as Cheng Hao's words fell, Wang Wenjing showed that he was like this.

No wonder he couldn't find anything wrong with the painting from all sorts of places, but he just felt that something was wrong.

"Impossible, you talk nonsense, nonsense!"

Li Mengzai carefully looked at the trunk at the end of the volume that Cheng Hao just said, it was empty, where was there any signature?

Li Meng stood in place for a long time without moving, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was not closed for a long time.

Suddenly, Li swooped and fell to the ground, and Wang Wenjing, who was caught off guard, subconsciously took a step back.

"Call the emergency and send it to the hospital!"