"This painting..."

The old man pretended to say: "The gentleman has the beauty of an adult, little brother, you should take this painting!" ”

"Dad! This painting was originally seen by the little brother of the family, first come, first come, let the family buy it! ”

The man with glasses said with a smile.

The two sang and laughed, and their acting skills were embarrassing.

Chen Fan laughed.

I don't want to bother with them.

"Little brother, how offended, this painting has a fate with you, let's meet again!"

The man with glasses said politely and followed the old man away.

"Forget it, I don't want it either."

Chen Fan pretended to leave.

The shopkeeper suddenly became anxious.

"Brother, why didn't you buy it?"

"Don't you see people buying it? Something must have been seen. ”

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "I'm not stupid?" ”

"Don't, don't go."

The shopkeeper grabbed Chen Fan and said, "Can't you give it cheaper?" ”

"Cheap? How much cheaper? ”

Chen Fan said: "Forget it, people don't want it, they must see that it's a fake, and I don't want it either." ”

"Genuine! This thing has a relationship with the little brother. ”

The shopkeeper said: "How about eight percent off?" ”

"50% off!"

Chen Fan stretched out five fingers.

"Little brother, you're too dark."

The shopkeeper made a bitter face and said, "I can't collect this price." ”

"Forget it."

Chen Fan turned around to leave.

"Don't."

The shopkeeper sighed and said, "Brother, you are really good at bargaining, and introduce more customers to me in the future." ”

"Okay! Say. ”

Chen Fan paid the money, packed up and left.

The shopkeeper laughed evilly.

I collected thousands of dollars for this painting.

Sell it for tens of thousands of dollars!

Chen Fan took the painting and went to find his father-in-law.

When the old man saw that he had bought calligraphy and paintings, he was overjoyed.

"It's a good drawing."

The old man nodded and said, "Prince Puru is very good at landscape painting, this kind of portrait is very rare in the world, and it is worth a lot of money!" ”

Things are vaguely expensive!

"It's just that it's hard to tell the truth from the fake."

The old man touched the paper and said, "This paper is a little thin, and the ink is lighter, it can't be fake, right?" ”

"Rest assured, authentic."

Chen Fan said confidently.

The memories of antique calligraphy and painting are extremely rich.

He was sure it was the real thing.

"You can't make such a hasty decision."

The old man said cautiously: "Just this weekend, I asked Tibetan friends to come and take a look. ”

"There's no need for that, is it?"

Chen Fan yawned, not interested.

"It's necessary, a few of my Tibetan friends are very powerful, and one of them is a treasure connoisseur, specializing in calligraphy and painting."

The old man took out his mobile phone and said, "I've also been on TV!" ”

As he spoke, he called a few Tibetan friends and made an appointment.

It just so happens that everyone is free.

The old man asked Chen Fan to prepare tea and prepare for the reception.

"My third brother has a son who also knows calligraphy and painting, so let him come and see it."

The old man suddenly thought.

Hearing this, Chen Fan frowned.

The third brother of the old man is quite a bastard, and even his own brother is harmed.

It didn't take a while.

My father-in-law's Tibetan friends have arrived.

They are all a group of old men with some spare money, and they can't talk about professionalism, but they have a little vision.

They raised the same questions as their father-in-law.

The paper is too thin.

The ink is too light.

The papermaking process of Wanqing has been extremely mature and developed.

The rice paper has been made to be particularly thick.

A painter of Pu Ru's level must use the top-quality rice paper.

However, the paper of this painting is obviously too thin.

"Based on this alone, it is still difficult to determine the authenticity, let's wait for Bao Lao to come!"

"That's right! Bao Lao is a master of calligraphy and painting, and he has the final word. ”

"Yes, wait for Bao Lao."

There was unanimity.

Bao Lao is still extremely authoritative.

Everyone was convinced.

"My good brother, what calligraphy and paintings did you buy? I'm afraid I'm going to be eye-catching again? You are not rich, and your head is not clear, what kind of antique calligraphy and painting are you playing? ”

An old man came with a smile.

Also with a young man with glasses.

Chen Fan raised his eyes and couldn't help but be happy.

These two people, aren't they two strange fathers and sons who robbed calligraphy and paintings on the antique street?

Are they relatives of my father-in-law?

"Xiaofan, let me introduce it to you."

The old man said: "This is your third uncle, this is the son of the third uncle's family, Lin Yuan, you can just call the second brother." ”

"The third uncle is good, the second brother is good."

Chen Fan said with a smile.

"Yo! It's you! ”

The three Berlins are happy.

"There is fate, there is fate."

Lin Yuan also smiled.

"It's fate."

Chen Fan also smiled.

The three of them laughed and looked happy.

"You know?"

The old man was confused.

"Acquaintance."

Lin Zhengyuan explained with a smile: "I know you too well. ”

"What's going on?"

The old man's face turned pale and said, "My son-in-law didn't collide with you, did he?" Third brother? ”

"I can't talk about it."

Lin Zhengyuan said: "When I met in the antique street, there were a pair of calligraphy and paintings, and we both liked them. But I'm poor and can't afford it, so I'll give it to your son-in-law. ”

"Dad! I can't say that, the main people have a fate with painting! ”

Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"That's right! Xiaoyuan is right, people have a fate with painting, a fate. ”

Lin Zhengyuan laughed.

Among them, it is inevitable to ridicule.

Because, they think it's a fake painting.

"Brother, how much did it cost?"

Lin Yuan asked Chen Fan.

"It's not expensive."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "More than 100,000 or 200,000!" ”

"Rich!"

Lin Yuan stretched out his thumb and said, "Uncle, your son-in-law is really rich and generous." ”

"Brother, you are blessed! Ha ha! ”

Lin Zhengyuan also followed.

Hearing this, the old man thought he was praising him, and couldn't help but say happily: "What's the matter, this kid doesn't have any skills, but he is sincere and a good person." ”

"Xiaoyuan, can you help my uncle take a look, is this calligraphy and painting real or false? You're an expert, a top student in archaeology. ”

As he spoke, he spread out the scroll.

"Uncle, I'm also half-, not an expert."

Lin Yuan deliberately excused himself.

The mockery in his eyes was even stronger.

"After all, you are from a professional class, and you are better than our old hat."

The old man begged.

"Okay, then I'll palm my eyes."

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

"Wait."

Lin Zhengyuan said: "Xiaoyuan, have you forgotten the rules of the industry?" Palm, but there is a fee. ”

"That's right."

Lin Yuan took a step back and said, "However, after all, they are relatives." ”

"Indeed, then take half?"

Lin Zhengyuan said with a smile: "Brother, take two thousand yuan, it's not too much, right?" ”

"This..."

The old man's face was ugly.

That's a bit of a bully, right?

"What is this? What's wrong with charging you some money? You can't break the rules, you know? ”

Lin Zhengyuan said sharply: "Only half of it is already considered benevolent." ”

"Good! Good! ”

The old man trembled with fright.

He was visibly scared of the older brother.

If you raise your hand, you have to pay for it.

However, Chen Fan said coldly: "Don't use half, this matter, you have to abide by the rules and give four thousand." ”

"That's fine! Or you kid is sensible. ”

Lin Zhengyuan said with a smile.

Chen Fan snorted coldly: "Then hurry up and check it!" Look at the authenticity. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan stood still, a little unhappy.

"What do you mean? Let me give the money first? I bought all the calligraphy and paintings, how many thousand dollars are missing you? ”

"Third uncle, second brother, you look down on people a little, right?"

This is already extremely unkind.

"Look at what you said, they're all relatives. Your second brother is not a person who cares about money? The main thing is the rules. ”

Lin Zhengyuan's face was ugly, and he said, "Xiaoyuan, why don't you hurry up and give your uncle a palm?" ”

"Okay."

Lin Yuan picked up the painting casually, only glanced at it, and said, "Fake." ”

"Huh?"

The old man's face turned pale with fright, and he said, "How is it fake?" ”

"It must be fake."

Lin Yuan threw the painting directly on the ground.

The old man lost his soul and sat on the ground.

"Second brother, it's fake, you have to tell where it's fake!"

Chen Fan helped the old man up.

As an old man, his psychological quality is also a little poor.

"That's right! Something has to be said. ”

"You open your mouth and say it's fake? Can't convince the public, right? ”

"Young man, you're so easy to be eye-catching."

The other Tibetans were a little unhappy.

Originally, they were relatives, and they had to collect money, but for this matter, everyone felt that the father and son were excessive.

"You don't have to make any noise."

Lin Yuan took out his mobile phone and said: "This picture of Guanyin treasure was auctioned for a sky-high price of five million yuan in the United Kingdom, and in Hong Kong, there is also a picture of Guanyin treasure in circulation, which is also a work by Pu Ru. ”

"In the world, there are many works of Pu Ru recently, especially this treasure picture."

"It's clear that there's a gang that's copying the painting."

"Honestly, even if there is no imitation."

"Just by the picture of the treasure that was auctioned in England, it can be concluded that this is a fake."

Lin Yun explained with a sneer.

It was precisely because of this that he persuaded his father not to buy this painting.

"So, you didn't look closely at the painting at all?"

Chen Fan stood up with a smile.

This guy only knows one thing, but doesn't understand the other.

Talking nonsense and guessing wildly.