Just as Chen Shi was about to leave, the old man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Boss, show me the painting on the wall!"

The old man in Tang costume is the leader of the former Z Province, and he is in a high position, even if the current official sees him, he must be honored as Qin Lao.

During his reign, Qin Lao had some hobbies for antiques, and after he retired, he often asked his granddaughter to accompany him to the antique market to pick up leaks in his free time.

Qin Lao saw the painting hanging on the wall at a glance.

"The customer has a good eye, this painting is the treasure of the store."

The owner of Wei's antique shop carefully took off the ink painting and handed it to the old man.

"Boss, how much do you buy for this painting?"

Looking at this painting carefully, Qin Lao nodded slightly.

This ink dan has a good foundation, if you are not mistaken, it should come from the handwriting of the Qing Bo monks during the Song Dynasty, and it is a treasure worth collecting.

"One hundred thousand!"

After the boss said the price, his heart beat a drum.

This painting was bought by him at a price of 5,000, and it is said that it is the work of the Northern Song Dynasty in his later years.

After all, there is a relationship between this old man and the famous beautiful host Qin Ya, which shows that the old man is either rich or expensive, and the Buddhist beads he wears on his hand are not a bargain.

"100,000, it's not too expensive!"

The old man's words made the Wei boss's heart beat faster, and he really slaughtered the big lamb.

100,000 is enough for him to go to his old friend for a while.

Thinking of the old man's kung fu that made people lose their soul and couldn't walk, Boss Wei's whole body suddenly became crispy.

Immediately, he regretted it a little, and the old man agreed to him so easily, which showed that the value of this painting was not more than this price.

"I misremember, the price of this painting should be 300,000!"

The change of words of the owner of the Wei family's antique shop made Qin Lao frown slightly, what he hated most was insatiable people.

After thinking for a moment, he said lightly: "300,000 is 300,000." ”

The authentic works of Qingbo monks can generally be bought in the market for a price of more than one million.

This ink painting is obviously a late work of the Qing Bo monk, and its value is even higher.

Buying it for 300,000 is also a good deal.

A month later, he was going to hold a treasure appreciation meeting, and the painting was just enough to give him a long face in front of his old friends.

After hearing that the old man accepted his offer without hesitation, the whole heart of the Wei boss was about to jump out.

300,000, he never thought of so much money.

Just when the owner of Wei's antique shop was about to sell the painting to the old man, Chen Shi's voice sounded.

"Old-timer, you can't buy this painting!"

Qin Lao turned around and asked the young man with some curiosity, "Why can't I buy this painting?" ”

"This painting was produced during the Song Dynasty and is the authentic work of the Qing Bo monks!"

After hearing Chen Shi's words, Qin Lao was impressed by him.

Very few of Qingbo's paintings have survived in the world, and few people can recognize it, and the young boy knows that the real work of this painting is Qingbo Jushi, and it seems that he still has some ability.

"Since you know that it is the authentic work of Qingbo Jushi, why can't you buy it yet?"

The old man originally thought that Chen Shi said that he was a fake, but the young man was sure that the painting was genuine and at the same time refused to let him buy it, and he was even more puzzled in his heart.

"This painting was brought from the Yin House, although the things are good, they can't be kept at home, otherwise it will bring bad luck to the family!"

"If you don't want your family to bring bad luck, don't buy it!"

Chen Shi reminded.

Hearing Chen Shi's words, Qin Ya almost laughed.

What age is this, and he is still so superstitious, this teenager in a high school uniform will not be a god stick!

And the owner of Wei's antique shop was even more disdainful in his eyes, he scolded this kid just now, and now this kid now wants to use superstitious knowledge to disrupt his business and take revenge on him.

This boy is really ignorant.

Just by virtue of his one-sided words, how can he mess up his own business.

Qin Ya and the boss felt ridiculous, but Qin Lao nodded seriously.

"Little brother, you're right, this painting gives me a weird feeling."

When the old man took the painting in his hand, he was slightly uncomfortable.

At that time, he didn't care, thinking it was a physical problem, but after the boy promoted him, he suddenly realized that what the boy said was right.

The old man was a devout Buddhist, and was protected by a high-ranking monk.

He has a keen eye for dirty things.

After the boy mentioned it to him, he put down the painting in his hand and said to the owner of the Wei antique shop: "Boss, I won't buy this painting!" ”

"No...... Don't buy it? ”

The owner of Wei's antique shop stared, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The business of 300,000 yuan is so yellow.

While the old man was shopping for other treasures in the shop, the owner of the Wei antique shop walked up to the young man and whispered, "Boy, don't talk nonsense, where is this thing from the Yin Mansion, you'd better go and explain it to the old man." ”

"Isn't this painting really from the Netherworld?"

Chen Shi's eyes were filled with a hint of playfulness.

When he met the young man's gaze, the owner of Wei's antique shop was speechless for a while.

The painting was sold to him by a group of tomb robbers, and it is said that he got it by accident from the mansion.

"Even if you get it from the Yin Mansion, little brother, didn't you say that you can see each other in the future? Would you like to leave me a line! ”

"As long as you change your tune, my painting will be sold."

300,000 business, on the teenager.

As long as he said that he was wrong, the old man would inevitably buy his paintings again.

"Hmph, you looked down on me at that time and didn't leave me a line, why should I leave you a line now?"

When remembering the scene where the boss told him to "get out", Chen Shi sneered.

At that time, I was driven away by the boss and asked the boss to be a man and leave a line, but the boss not only did not leave a line, but also ridiculed himself in every way.

Now the boss knows that he has to leave a line for being a man, and wants to let himself leave a line for him.

This, how is that possible!

After Chen Shi finished speaking, he turned around and left.

He was tempted and didn't want to stay here long.

Seeing the boy leave like this, the boss jumped to his feet in a hurry, but he was helpless.

Now, only by lowering the price to Qin Lao can he buy this painting.

"100,000, as long as 100,000, I'll sell it to you at a price of 200,000!"

The owner of the Wei antique shop said to the old man.

The old man shook his head.

"Fifty thousand, as long as fifty thousand, I will sell it to you!"

The owner of Wei's antique shop was in a hurry.

He couldn't just let the big fish go.

"Even if you give it to me for free, I don't want it!"

Qin Lao shook his head again and walked out with Qin Ya.

Looking at the missed business, the owner of Wei's antique shop regretted not being at the beginning.

He didn't expect that as long as the young man's words made the old man decide not to buy paintings.

If he is given another chance, he will definitely be a man and leave a line, and he will not look down on people and offend the young man.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine, and his dream of making a fortune is yellow because he offended the young man.