"Fifty thousand is fifty thousand, we can go to the stall market outside to have a look, maybe we can meet good luck." After a long groan, Li Youfu finally spoke slowly, but there was some lack of confidence in his words.

Luck is not so easy to touch.

"Lao Li, the time has come to test your ability, just now I tried my best to get your ex-wife to agree to leave that ancient calligraphy and painting, don't let me down." Liu Feng lit a cigarette and put gold on his face without shame.

"Don't worry, I, Li Youfu, will do my best." Li Youfu patted his chest and said.

"Well, that's okay, Lao Li, you seem to have a very beautiful daughter, does she have a boyfriend?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Lao Li, don't be so nervous, I'm also out of kindness, you said that you are no longer there, leaving them orphans and widows, I'm afraid she will be bullied in the future."

"It's not a matter of worrying about the clerk, she has practiced martial arts before, and like you, she can fight three or four."

"When I didn't say it."

……

The next day was a cloudy day, which was a good weather for Liu Feng, Li Youfu was a ghost after all, and if there was sunshine, he would not dare to expose it to the outside at all.

He asked the company for a day off, and then rushed to the antique trading market with Li Youfu.

At more than nine o'clock in the morning, there were already many people in the antique market, including ordinary citizens who were interested in antiques, and some hardcore players who were mixed in.

Liu Feng took Li Youfu and looked along the stalls one by one, Li Youfu would stop from time to time and let Liu Feng take some cultural relics and antiques for him to check.

Because he was afraid of being treated as a monster talking to the air, Liu Feng rarely spoke during the whole process, and most of the time he listened to Li Youfu's opinions.

The two of them walked around until nearly eleven o'clock, but they still didn't see any good objects, and seeing that the stall was about to come to an end, Liu Feng was a little uneasy.

"Lao Li, isn't there a good thing in such a big stall market?" He lit a cigarette, covered his mouth and asked in a low voice.

"In the past, there were often some good things here, but in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer of them, and those with a little bit of value have been hidden by them, plus a few old things often come here to sweep the goods, and it is difficult to find good things!" Li Youfu sighed.

After listening to Li Youfu's emotion, Liu Feng's mood became heavier and heavier, and his plan to make a fortune seemed to be in vain, his smoking speed was getting faster and faster, and one person and one ghost turned on the silent mode and walked forward.

"Hey, I didn't look at it, you show me this."

When he came to the penultimate stall, Li Youfu suddenly let out a soft sigh and pointed at a yellowed ancient figure painting on the stall.

Seeing Li Youfu's surprised appearance, Liu Feng instantly felt a lot more energetic, and hurriedly asked the stall owner to take the ancient figure painting.

"After looking away, I thought it was Wu Daozi's genuine work, but it turned out to be just a copy of the work of later generations." Li Youfu looked at it carefully, and finally shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, Liu Feng's heart suddenly sank, it is not genuine, what can it do?

"Mr. clerk, don't be discouraged, although this is not Wu Daozi's genuine product, it can also be worth a lot of money."

"Copying works is also valuable?" Liu Feng was a little surprised, he really didn't have any research on the antique market.

"Of course, Wang Xizhi knows, his Ping An post Tang Dynasty copy works, once auctioned more than 300 million sky-high prices, although this figure is only a copy of the Song Dynasty, but the price will definitely not be low, the industry for the copy of the works, divided into ancient copy and ancient copy, high ancient mainly refers to ......." Li Youfu enthusiastically popularized the knowledge of cultural relics and antiques to Liu Feng.

"Boss, how do you sell this figure painting?" Liu Feng didn't listen to Li Youfu continue, but asked directly to the stall owner.

"Little brother has a good eye, this painting was collected by me yesterday at a great price, it is a masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty, even if it is regarded as a family heirloom, it is definitely qualified!" Although the stall owner's eyes were small, his treacherous spirit was not inferior to others.

"Boss, don't lie in front of real people, the paper used for your character painting is the leather paper of Xuancheng, and the Tang Dynasty basically used hemp paper, and this ink is not the style of the Tang Dynasty." Liu Feng pretended to be an expert, of course he didn't understand these things, but Li Youfu told him on the side.

"Yo, it seems that the little brother is an expert, since this is the case, then I'll give a real price, how about 100,000 yuan?" The small-eyed boss said with a treacherous gaze.

"It seems that we can't talk about it, so you might as well keep it as a family heirloom!" Liu Feng turned around and left, he walked very simply, because he didn't have that much money at all.

"Little brother, don't worry, in terms of price, we can discuss it again." Seeing Liu Feng's attitude of leaving so resolutely, his little eyes were a little anxious.

"Okay, let's discuss it again."

"Little brother, I see that you do know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting, as the so-called connoisseur of goods sellers, so let's take another big step, how about 80,000 yuan."

"I can only give 10,000!"

"10,000 is too little, my purchase price is much higher than this, I let 20,000, 60,000 yuan, how about it?"

"20,000 yuan, I won't want it anymore."

"Fifty thousand, no less."

……

After a fierce competition, Liu Feng finally bought this calligraphy and painting for 36,000 yuan, he was very satisfied, and compared with the budget, he saved more than 10,000 yuan.

Xiao Yan is also very satisfied, his painting only cost 800 yuan, and now it can be sold for more than 30,000 yuan, which is enough for him to blow in front of his peers for a while.

Liu Feng finished paying the money and was about to put away the calligraphy and paintings.

"Yo, isn't this an old classmate?" At this moment, a voice with a bit of sarcasm came.

Liu Feng looked up, and a well-dressed man in a suit with a somewhat surprised face walked over, holding a wrapped object in his right hand, which should be a porcelain in shape.

This person was none other than his college classmate Wu Qiang.

When he went to university, his grades were mediocre, but he couldn't stand up to having a good father, and with his father's connections in the health system, he co-founded a cosmetic surgery hospital within two years of graduating.

Taking advantage of the popularity of plastic surgery in recent years, he can net more than two million yuan every year, and it is said that this number is still increasing.

After being developed, Wu Qiang's mentality has also swelled a little, thinking that he is already a winner in life, and looking at his former classmates has a little taste of looking down.

In the past, Liu Feng was also a popular figure in school, but now that he has become so down, Wu Qiang has a bit of revenge in his heart.

"I heard that you are running a business outside now, why did you come here to buy antiques?" As soon as he spoke, Wu Qiang's words were tingling.

"I'm idle and have nothing to do." Liu Feng responded lightly.

"Old classmate, antiques need a little eyesight, please don't meet by chance, I happened to bring a connoisseur today, he studied under a well-known cultural relics expert in the industry, let him help you palm your eyes for free."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Liu Feng's promise, so he took the calligraphy and painting and handed it to a young man in his thirties wearing a black suit behind him.

"Come on, old horse, you can help my old classmate take a look."

The man in the black suit took the calligraphy and painting, scanned it roughly, and handed the painting back.

"How?" Wu Qiang asked sideways.

"It's not Wu Daozi's real work, it's not worth a few dollars." The black suit pursed his lips, and there was a little disdain in his eyes.

"Really worthless?" Wu Qiang asked again.

"I dare to vouch for my personality!" The man in the black suit is categorical.

Hearing this, Wu Qiang was relieved, chuckled, handed the calligraphy and painting to Liu Feng and said: "Old classmate, it seems that you have an eye, antiques are not something that ordinary people can play, you should spend money to buy a lesson, in the future, it is best not to touch this business!" ”

Wu Qiang looked at Liu Feng with a little smug on his face.

"Little brother, can this painting show the old decay." Just when Wu Qiang was proud, a voice with some vicissitudes sounded, and several people followed the sound and saw an old man in a black jacket walking over.

Seeing the old man appear, Li Youfu was slightly moved.

"Clerk, this is Lin Wenyuan, a well-known collector in the industry, he has a very high level of appreciation, and he is known as Lin Sanyan in the industry." He said sideways to Liu Feng.

Lin Sanyan has one more eye than ordinary people, which is undoubtedly a high affirmation of his level of appreciation.

"Hey, isn't this Lin Lao?" In the crowd, some people also recognized Lin Wenyuan.

"I didn't expect him to come, he's a real connoisseur."

"Looking at the way he looks, it seems that he has taken a fancy to something."

"Let's all go over and have a look."

Hearing that Lin Wenyuan was tasting objects, many people gathered around the stall market.

"Yes." Hearing Lin Wenyuan's reputation, Liu Feng immediately handed him this calligraphy and painting, and having this famous artist to give him a palm can be regarded as making this figure painting famous, but he can take advantage of the situation to sell it at a good price, why not?

Lin Wenyuan took the ancient painting, put on a pair of reading glasses, and admired it carefully, as time went by, more and more people gathered around.

"There are more and more people, the yang energy is too strong, I can't stay here any longer, clerk, someone may bid later, as long as it reaches two million, you can make a bid." Li Youfu and Liu Feng confessed, and left quickly.

Everyone looked at Lin Wenyuan quietly, and after about seven or eight minutes, he took off his reading glasses.

"The handwriting is neat, the lines are reasonable, especially the folds of the clothes on this, with the orchid leaf drawing created by Wu Daozi, showing a fluttering trend, although it is not Wu Daozi's true handwriting, but it has obtained its eight essences."

"Little brother, I like this painting very much, two million two hundred and twenty thousand, how about selling it to me?" Lin Wenyuan raised his head and asked.

Two million and two hundred thousand, which is 200,000 more than the price given by Li Youfu!

Liu Feng's mood was very excited, but he pretended to be calm on his face, and said with a little embarrassment: "Two million two hundred thousand, this price is ......."

"Okay, little brother, I'll add another 200,000, little brother, you also met me today, if you change someone, I'm afraid it will be ......." Lin Wenyuan smiled slightly and said to Liu Feng.

"Deal!" Before Lin Wenyuan finished speaking, Liu Feng simply settled down, just pretending to be reserved just now, he was a little drumming in his heart, and now he heard that Lin Wenyuan had added another 200,000, how could he hesitate.

"Two million four million!"

"That's not a low price!"

The onlookers were also a little stunned when they heard it, and they looked at Liu Feng with a little envy in their eyes.

It is not surprising to say that this price is placed in the entire antique market, but what is this place, it is a stall! It has been several years since there have been more than a million antiques, and now someone has found an antique worth more than two million, how is it not surprising?

Wu Qiang and the black suit standing in the crowd had extremely ugly faces, especially the black suit, who opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound.

"Ma Zhe, didn't you just say that it is worthless to guarantee with personality?" Wu Qiang looked at the black suit coldly, he wanted to step on Liu Feng, but he didn't expect to lose face.

"In this ......, people have misses, and horses have stumbled!" Ma Zhe defended himself.

"Hmph." Wu Qiang snorted coldly, and then he seemed to think of something, turned to Ma Zhe and asked, "The Tang Dynasty porcelain you suggested I bought before won't have a problem, right?" ”

"Absolutely not, this time I really dare to vouch for my personality!" Ma Zhe said in a firm tone.

Hearing Ma Zhe's personality guarantee again, Wu Qiang felt a little bad.

"Old Lin, I just found a piece of Tang Dynasty porcelain, I wonder if I can please appreciate it." Wu Qiang still decided to ask Lin Wenyuan to help take a look, as for Ma Zhe's personality, he didn't believe it anymore.

"Okay, the old man is also a little interested today, you can show it to me." Lin Wenyuan seemed to be quite interested, and responded generously.

Wu Qiang immediately opened the packaged porcelain in his hand and handed it over, while Lin Wenyuan put on reading glasses again and observed it carefully. After about five or six minutes, he took off his reading glasses.

"How is it, Lin Lao?" Wu Qiang took two steps forward and stared at Lin Wenyuan tightly.