The fat manager can be regarded as understanding, this Jiang Luan is playing a scoundrel!

An antique vase worth 20 million Tang Dynasty, but only 800 yuan?

The fat manager said angrily: "Fuck! Isn't it deliberately fooling us? ”

"I didn't fool you, it's this Tang Dynasty colored glazed blue and white porcelain vase, it's a fake, so it's not worth much."

Jiang Luan's words shocked everyone present!

Fake?!

The fat manager didn't expect that Jiang Luan would say this, a fake antique?

"Well... Bring me my papers, and I'll show you! ”

Soon, the fat manager put out the broken Tang Dynasty vase with a large seal after identification.

"Keep your eyes open! This is a professional cultural relics agency stamped and recognized, there are 1,000 years of history Tang Dynasty cultural relics. Now see what other reason you have to dare to say this fake! ”

"What about stamping, what is fake is fake."

Jiang Luan didn't even glance at the so-called proofs.

"All right, stupid monkeys! Since you don't lose money, then call the police to deal with it according to the law..."

"Wait, this guy is right!"

When the fat manager was impatient and wanted to call the police, it was an old man with a goatee who rushed to stop it!

He walked on a dragon head, wore a jade wrench in his hand, and took off his sunglasses in his deep eyes, the essence swept over everyone present, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the old pipe.

Someone at the scene recognized the identity of the old man and exclaimed: "This person is Lou Dahong!" On the program of CCTV "Looking for Cultural Relics", the chief treasure connoisseur - Lou Dahong! ”

When he said this, the fat manager also remembered it.

The ratings of that cultural relics show are very popular, there are "fiery eyes" in it, and Lou Dahong, a cultural relics professor who has insight into the authenticity of cultural relics in the world, is now standing here!

"This young man is right, this Tang Cai glazed bottle is indeed only worth eight hundred!"

Lou Dahong smoked his pipe and said: "Tang flower glaze originated from the Taizong period of the Tang Dynasty, which is the beginning and the heyday. This so-called Tang color glaze bottle, although the outer bottle surface is shiny, the line stripes, but also smooth and natural, such as the wrapping of this coat, it can indeed be misunderstood, it is an antique treasure of the Tang Dynasty. ”

"Although the exterior is magnificent, it can't hide the false inside."

"You see, this fragment of Tang Cai glazed vase, the clay is gray and white, it is the clay out of the cellar just burned, at most a year, if it is really a thousand years old, it should be red, black and brown. And among the crumbs, there will be a smell of agarwood. ”

Syllable!

Lou Dahong's dragon head crutch hit the ground, and it sounded like a shock!

"High imitation fake!"

This is Lou Dahong's answer!

If you want others to assert it, it is not very convincing, but it is Lou Dahong, who specializes in archaeological relics.

"Impossible, how can it be a fake?!"

The fat manager couldn't believe it, "This is stamped..."

"Gai Feizhang admits that as soon as you say that those little rabbits from your Hunan City Cultural Relics Appraisal Agency will be angry!"

Lou Dahong looked angry, "I can't see such a fake, and I dare to claim to be my Lou Dahong's apprentice!" ”

"The reason why I came to your store this time is because I was asked by your boss. I wanted to bring this fake to the show, but now it seems that there is no need for it. ”

Lou Dahong told the fat manager, and after thinking about it for a while, the fat manager called their boss.

"I'm sorry, Professor Lou, we're clumsy, you're the expert!"

The fat manager immediately smiled and said: "Our boss just said, thank you for distinguishing the authenticity, all your consumption in our store today is paid by our boss......"

"It's not me that you want to thank, it's this guy."

Lou Dahong didn't like the fat manager very much: "When you cleared people out just now, I happened to go to the toilet, so I wasn't called out by you." It's this guy who showed your boss the truth or falsehood, I just came out and made a testimony. ”

The fat manager turned his head awkwardly, not quite speaking.

Lou Dahong said coldly: "What, do you want me to call in person and let your boss tell you, how to thank him?" ”

"Ah, no, no, Professor Lou, I'll do a good job."

Although embarrassed, the fat manager was afraid of Lou Dahong, and if he really complained to his boss, it would be troublesome.

The fat manager gritted his teeth and lowered his head, and after being entangled in his heart, he said to Jiang Luan with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, we didn't serve well before, and we were careless in our words..."

"Hmph, it's good that you know!"

In my dream, I dreamed that the big thing had become smaller, and the momentum had come back a lot, and I crossed my waist with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and trained the fat manager: "You foreigners open a store in our Huaxia, you must learn to respect us!" Without the support of our Huaxia people, you can only go back to your hometown! ”

"Yes, yes, weareverysorry! I'm sorry, our restaurant will learn a lesson in the future and adjust the service attitude..."

How dare the fat manager have the previous contempt, and nodded to Mengmeng again and again.

As an apology and thanks, the western restaurant invited Mengmeng, the "birthday woman", to eat, Mengmeng was not polite, he was wronged before, and he ordered the most expensive and enjoyed eating.

"Young man."

Lou Dahong walked up to Jiang Luan, smiled and asked, "I want to ask you, how did you see that the broken Tang Dynasty colored glaze bottle is a fake?" ”

"Guess."

Jiang Luan drank boiled water and responded a little perfunctorily.

"Impossible, don't lie to me."

How elite is Lou Dahong's eyes?

"In a situation like that, they all say that the vase is worth 20 million! Even if you want to reduce the amount of compensation, it is impossible to say so, unless you are sure enough to know that it is a fake. ”

"Besides, with the degree of fraud of the vase, it is indeed very high, and it is difficult for ordinary cultural relics experts to see, just like a few apprentices of my Xiang City Cultural Bureau, in fact, their strength is not bad, but they were also deceived by this high imitation vase."

"And you can see that at least you can prove that your eyesight is no worse than my apprentice."

Lou Dahong then threw an olive branch to Jiang Luan, "If you are interested, you can follow me, and you will soar in the future..."

"I'm sorry, you're looking at the wrong person."

Jiang Luan declined Lou Dahong.

It happened that Mengmeng was also full, and Jiang Luan and the three of them left the restaurant without staying long.

"Grandma is willing to take me to eat steak, so what birthday gift did Brother Jiang give me?"

"Hey, Mengmeng, I can't tell you Brother Jiang like that! You know how to eat steak and waste money on gifts..."

"It's okay, Grandma Mengmeng."

Jiang Luan smiled and touched Mengmeng's head, "Tell Brother Jiang, what gift do you want?" ”

Mengmeng immediately smiled sweetly: "Really? Hey, then I want that little swan dress. ”

The location of the little skirt Mengmeng said is in the largest shopping mall in Xiangshi, a foreign clothing store.

"No, this skirt is short and not good-looking, and it costs 1,080 yuan so expensive, your brother Jiang can't buy it for you!"

When she saw the price, Grandma Mengmeng didn't think about it, and immediately pulled Mengmeng to turn around and leave.

But Mengmeng didn't want to, and looked dryly at the fairy white dress in the window cabinet, and her eyes were very reluctant, "But, but..."

It's not that Grandma Mengmeng refuses, it's just that the price is too expensive, 1,800 yuan, which can be used as a few months of food for her alone, so it's not worth it to buy a skirt.

"It's okay, since it's a dream dream to ask for a birthday gift, then today you are the biggest."

Jiang Luan took out his bank card and said to the clerk, "Wrap that skirt." ”

This was so gratifying that the dream that was originally gloomy, suddenly lit up in front of him, and he was so happy: "Great, Brother Jiang, thank you..."

"Wait."

Just as the clerk was about to wrap the little swan skirt, he was stopped by a female voice.

"This skirt, Lao Tzu wants it."

This person who spoke was none other than Jiang Luan's student, Concubine Yan Chun.

A loose T-shirt with a big belly button and eyes, jeans with many holes, and then wearing a red Converse, Yan Chunfei, who is wearing messy long hair, wears very heavy makeup, and she can't see that she is a female high school junior at all.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Ying Yingying, the little sister next to Concubine Yan Chun, licked the lollipop and said sweetly.

"Oh, what's wrong with Mr. Jiang, how do you put a band-aid on your face?"

Concubine Yan Chun, who pretended to be surprised, seemed to care about Jiang Luan very much, but she was about to laugh out loud in her heart.

It seems that last night's violent beating made Jiang Luan really drink a pot.

"Classmate Yan, classmate Sun, hello."

Jiang Luan greeted the two of them with a smile, and did not mention the band-aid on his face.

"It's a coincidence that there is no book, Mr. Jiang, but I'm sorry, I fell in love with this skirt first."

Concubine Yan Chunfei stopped the clerk who was about to pack, raised her head and scattered her hair, looked at Jiang Luan like a female ruffian, and then looked at Mengmeng.

"Learn, senior sister..."

Mengmeng saw Concubine Yan Chun, and she was a little scared, Concubine Yan Chunfei was two years older than her, and her senior sister in high school was her senior sister, both of whom were studying in Taoquan No. 1 Middle School, and Mengmeng also knew about Concubine Yan Chun's behavior, she could be said to be the female boss of the whole school, a terrifying existence that no one dared to provoke!

"Hello, little girl."

Concubine Yan Chun squinted, and asked Mengmeng in a temper: "This little swan skirt, will the senior sister look good when she wears it?" ”