"Mr. Qian, what's wrong with me in such a hurry?"

After leaving Yida Mall, Chen Zhan sent his sister and Lin Qingxue back, and came to the antique street that Qian Wanjin said.

When Qian Wanjin saw that Chen Zhan had arrived, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Chen, I'm sorry for you, I saw an ancient painting here, and I want to ask you to give me a palm!" ”

He knew that Mr. Six was good at feng shui secret arts, and his pair of golden eyes were unparalleled in the world, and he was known as the contemporary "Yuan Tiangang".

As a close disciple of Mr. Six, Chen Zhan's ability is naturally not weak!

Therefore, he called Chen Zhan as soon as possible.

After explaining the reason, Qian Wanjin asked the shopkeeper to directly unfold the ancient painting!

"This painting is called "Lonely Sun in the Desert", which is one of the few masterpieces of Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty......"

Qian Wanjin rubbed his hands together and introduced the origin of this painting to Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan looked at it carefully for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much?" ”

"Thirty million!"

Qian Wanjin looked excited.

Don't look at 30 million is a lot, but "gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times." He still understands this truth, as long as he can successfully accept "Lonely Day in the Desert", within three or two years, the price will definitely double!

"Thirty million?"

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows, looked at it for another two minutes, shook his head, and said in a shocking voice: "It's a loss, this is a fake painting!" ”

"What? Fake paintings? ”

Qian Wanjin looked shocked.

"Fart—"

Hearing Chen Zhan's words, the shopkeeper immediately became anxious.

"This painting is the treasure of my town store, if it weren't for the face of the richest man, I wouldn't have been able to sell it to him."

"You stinky dick, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you know? Dare to question "Lonely Day in the Desert"? ”

The shopkeeper glared at Chen Zhan viciously: "Come, open your dog's eyes and see clearly!" How big is this sun? How round? And this sand, how yellow? Lot? ”

"Do you know how many forks Wu Daozi has?"

"Apologize, I want you to apologize to me right away, or I'll call the police and arrest you-"

"Lao Wang, dissipate your anger!"

Qian Wanjin snorted, and then asked with a straight face: "Xiao Chen, are you sure?" "Lonely Day in the Desert" has been personally identified by Liu Huaqiang, a master of calligraphy and painting appraisal in the East China Sea, so he shouldn't smash his own brand, right? ”

"That's right, I have Master Liu Huaqiang's appraisal certificate here!"

The shopkeeper took out the certificate angrily: "I see it clearly, the authentic handiwork, the appraiser...... Liu Huaqiang! ”

"Do you still dare to question Master Liu Huaqiang's vision?"

Hearing the movement here, everyone gathered around one after another.

"Young man, young people must be down-to-earth, don't pretend to understand!"

"Yes, Master Liu Huaqiang is the top brick master in the East China Sea calligraphy and painting industry, that is an existence that you can't look up to!"

"You see that he is dressed in tatters, he is simply a grandstanding liar!"

"If you don't understand, shut up quickly, don't slander good people!"

Everyone was excited, and they all stood up to ridicule and abuse Chen Zhan mercilessly.

Chen Zhan looked calm, he looked at Qian Wanjin with a smile: "What about you?" Believe me or not? ”

Although Qian Wanjin is a person of the Fifth Master, if even he doesn't believe in himself, then he will definitely turn around and leave.

Even if Qian Wanjin will lose 30 million because of this!

"I ......"

Qian Wanjin said that Liu Huaqiang is the top brick artist in the calligraphy and painting industry, it stands to reason that he will definitely not be mistaken, and with his status as the richest man in the East China Sea, the shopkeeper will never dare to deceive himself.

Can......

Chen Zhan is a disciple of Mr. Six!

If Chen Zhan's face was refuted in front of so many people, it might make Mr. Six unhappy.

After weighing the two phases, Qian Wanjin said with a straight face: "Xiao Chen, I believe in you, but ...... This is not child's play, are you sure? ”

He said so, but he still doubted more than he believed!

"Easy!"

Chen Zhan smiled freely, raised his right hand lightly, and the "Lonely Day in the Desert" in the shopkeeper's hand suddenly split in half.

"Boom!"

Everyone's faces changed greatly, no one thought that Chen Zhan would dare to tear up Wu Daozi's famous painting?

Slightly stunned, the shopkeeper was furious: "Boy, you have a big deal, a big deal!" ”

"Dare to tear up my paintings, even if Jesus comes today, he won't be able to save you!"

When the others first woke up from a dream, they all scolded angrily.

"This kid is so bad, he may see that he was exposed by us, so he can't hold his face, so he wants to ruin "Lonely Day in the Desert"!"

"Damn, call the police, call the police quickly, I'm going to let him sit through the prison!"

Chen Zhan ignored their murderous gaze, and directly pulled out a thin thread from the break of "Lonely Day in the Desert" and threw it on the table.

"Uh, this ...... This seems to be a nylon rope? ”

"Damn, synthetic fibers?"

"Nima, this ...... Is this fake? ”

Seeing the nylon rope removed from Wu Daozi's painting, the people who originally cursed Chen Zhan were all dumbfounded!

At this time, even a fool knows that this "Lonely Day in the Desert" is a fake!

Everyone only felt that there was an invisible slap on their faces, making them embarrassed.

Qian Wanjin was also short of breath, and he was afraid for a while!

If he hadn't believed in Chen Zhan and lost 30 million, he might have offended Mr. Six.

Grandma's, this old king is so bad!

He viciously pulled Lao Wang's collar and shouted angrily: "Lao Wang, what do you say about this? ”

Lao Wang had an expression of eating flies, and said with a sad face: "Mr. Qian, I don't know, I really don't know!" ”

"I can guarantee that this painting must be real, and I dare not fool you......"

"Don't know?"

Qian Wanjin was angry and slapped Lao Wang in the face: "The painting is yours, and the nylon rope is also removed from this painting, you don't know a word, so you want to forget it?" ”

"Do you really treat my money as a soft persimmon?"

"If it weren't for Xiao Chen's presence today, I would have been fooled!"

"Tell me, how can this matter be solved?"

"I, this ......"

Lao Wang Ru mourned: "I really don't know! ”

"Fuck, in a word, lose money, or I'll smash your shop!"

Qian Wanjin was furious: "Thirty million, one less son, you won't live-"

Lao Wang looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to nod his head and promise, and promised that he would make up 30 million before noon tomorrow.

Qian Wanjin snorted, brushed his sleeves and left!

However, at this time, he had more respect for Chen Zhan.

The two left the antique street, and after eating at the Peony Water Pavilion, Qian Wanjin said: "Xiao Chen, in fact, I called you over today, on the one hand, to give me a palm; The other is that I want you to treat an old friend. ”

"Heal?"

Chen Zhan said: "What are the symptoms? ”

"He would feel chest tightness and shortness of breath from time to time, and he fainted on the road the day before yesterday, if he hadn't been rescued in time, he might have ......"

Speaking of old friends, Qian Wanjin sighed.

"Okay, it's idle anyway, let's go take a look!"

Chen Zhan nodded in agreement and sat in Qian Wanjin's Rolls-Royce Phantom.

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