Lin Mo followed Grandpa Kang's instructions and prepared to get an errand at Linjiang Dushi Garment Company. He left his grandfather's ancestral house, pulled his suitcase, and came to the Zhouba Hotel near Linjiang Dushi Garment Company, checked in, and wandered around the antique street to see if there was any leakage to pick up.

Linjiang Antique Street.

Twilight shrouds in this ancient street full of green tiles and red walls, and the vicissitudes of history are deeply engraved in this antique street and alley. The abrupt cornices, the hanging shop signs, the endless flow of pedestrians, and the tranquil and comfortable smiling faces all reflect the self-satisfaction of antique lovers for the prosperous world.

At the intersection there is a rainbow-shaped bridge and the street surface of Qiaotou Street. At a cursory glance, it is crowded and disorganized; If you look closely, these are people from different walks of life, engaged in various activities. There are some vendors and many tourists on the west side of the bridge. The stalls are stocked with all kinds of antiques. There are those who sell tea, and there are fortune tellers, Lin Mo bought a cup of black tea and drank it while walking.

Many visitors lean on the railings on the side of the bridge, or point their fingers, or admire the boats passing by in the river.

Lin Mo also stood on the bridge, leaning on the railing on the side of the bridge and enjoying the street scene of the antique street. Although Lin Mo is no stranger to the antique street, he usually comes and goes in a hurry, and he has not seen it seriously. It's rare to have leisure today.

Antique Street. With the tall city tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up one after another, all kinds of antique shops are on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the sunset is faintly bathed in the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored pavilion cornices, adding a bit of hazy and poetic to the peaceful and prosperous evening scene of Linjiang City in front of you.

Lin Mo walked into the Yi Ya Zhai antique shop. This boss, Lin Mo is not familiar with. The boss glanced at Lin Mo when he saw that he was wearing a stall, and was busy with his business. The boss has been in the antique street for decades, and he looks at people accurately. Those who come to the antique street are either here to sell antiques or hang out. Obviously, Lin Mo belongs to the latter.

Lin Mo looked around the Bogu shelf, and felt that he didn't catch his eye: there are very few genuine products, and the real ones are ridiculously expensive, and more are modern handicrafts and imitation old objects.

He was just about to walk out of the antique shop, when a group of brightly dressed men and women, a bald man in a suit, carefully holding an antique rosewood box in his hand, greeted the shopkeeper warmly: "Boss Zheng, good afternoon." ”

"Good afternoon. Welcome. Boss Zheng smiled all over his face and beckoned everyone to sit and taste tea.

Lin Mo looked at the group, and suddenly, a sandalwood box on the Bogu shelf attracted his attention, and he always felt that there was a soul and life sleeping in the long river of history calling him, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

A thick aura that pierced through the years emanated, passed through his eyes, and went straight to his heart.

But when he saw that the price was only one million, Li Mo had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Boss Zheng, please give me the wooden box on the shelf." Lin Molin said silently.

Boss Zheng glanced at Lin Mo who was selling goods with disdain, and reluctantly handed the wooden box to Lin Mo. Although he was happy in his heart, he understood the truth that everyone who came was a guest, and he couldn't affect the mood of other guests because of Lin Mo. The professional smile on his face is still the same.

"This handsome guy has good eyesight, this painting is Tang Bohu's "Autumn Fragrance Fluttering Butterfly", the characters are lifelike, the flowers and butterflies are vivid and lively, the distant mountains contain Dai, the dense forest of Pituo, and the boat sails...... In particular, the water flow is painted very smartly, as if it is flowing, and it is a rare masterpiece. "The boss's mouth is so slippery that he can say that the dead are alive.

Hearing Boss Zheng's introduction, everyone gathered over, they took a closer look, and immediately decided that this painting should be a not very clever imitation of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Everyone looked at Lin Mo, who was selling all the goods, and they were not familiar with him, so they all kept silent, just waiting to see the joke.

Lin Mo unfolded the scroll, and the heavy breath of years of precipitation came across time and space. He took a closer look and felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say what was wrong.

He looked carefully, and the wooden shaft was ancient, which coincided with the era of Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty; However, the heart of the painting obviously does not have the feeling of vicissitudes of life, and the characters and hands are outlined with thin lines in light ink, although they are delicate and vivid, but there is no feeling of vigor, sharpness, liveliness and moisture, and it fails to express the fairness of the characters' skin, reflecting the melancholy and cold temperament of the characters. There is a discrepancy between the signature "Jinchang Tang Yin" and the authentic work of Tang Bohu.

He understood that the paper and painting techniques from the painting heart were more like imitations of the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. The paintings of this era used precious wooden shafts from the Yuan and Ming dynasties? When you are immersed in it, you can really feel the resonance of the mind with the spirit of the antique. There was only one possibility, he thought...... He decided to buy it.

Lin Mo smiled faintly and said, "Are you sure it's Tang Bohu's true work?" ”

"Handsome guy, buy antiques, with your eyesight and luck, you look slowly. I can guarantee that it is true, not fake. ”

"Tell the truth, how much is it willing to pay?" Lin Mo stared at the boss's eyes for a full minute and said.

The boss's eyes flickered, and this small movement was captured by Lin Mo.

"800,000, I can't bear to cut my love." Boss Zheng knew in his heart that the 30,000 yuan he received was called 800,000, and Lin Mo was a little weak-hearted.

Lin Mo smiled silently, still staring into the boss's eyes.

"This painting is related to you. If you really want it, 500,000, my blood is lost, and I can't lose any less. ”

"Boss Zheng, this paper, signature, seal, and facial lines of the characters ......," Lin Mo said the main point.

Boss Zheng pretended to think for a long time: "300,000, the price of jumping." You understand......"

Lin Mo was still smiling and silent.

"Then you say, how much do you want to buy?"

Lin Mo gestured.

"Famous paintings pay attention to fate, we each take a step back, 150,000." Boss Zheng thought to himself, if he could earn 120,000 yuan, it would also reach the price in his heart.

"Deal."

"Are you cash or card?"

"Swipe the card," Lin Mo took out a card casually, Boss Zheng inserted it into the credit card machine, Lin Mo entered the password, and there was no sound on the credit card machine, showing that the balance was insufficient. Lin Mo changed it again, and the result can be imagined. The people around them burst out laughing. I don't know who said, "Are you here to be funny?" ”

At this time, Boss Zheng was so angry that his face turned green.

"Do you have any money, you don't have the money to buy it next time." Boss Zheng's tone was obviously not good, but he still maintained a professional smile.

"Yes, there is money, I took the wrong one." Lin Mo changed a card: "There are 140,000 in it, and I have 10,000 cash in my bag." ”

"Drop", 140,000 successful card swiping. Lin Mo took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from his backpack, and the number quoted by the money counter was 99.

Lin Mo rummaged through his backpack, took out another handful of change, and counted 93 yuan: "I forgot, I bought a cup of tea just now, it cost 7 yuan, and I still have 7 yuan in my card, you can brush it for 7 yuan again." The people around him laughed again, some held their stomachs, some leaned forward and backwards, and the women even squatted on the ground, tears flowing.

"Seven yuan is free, welcome to come again next time." Although Boss Zheng was a little disdainful, he made a fortune with blood, and his heart was happy, and his face was much gentler. This painting has been put on for some years, and everyone who came to see it smiled and put it down, and today there is this stupid fork who is wronged, how is he not happy!

After watching Lin Mo's play, everyone exchanged a few more words, and the bald man carefully opened the rosewood box, and asked for a scroll painting to put on the table: "Boss Zheng, please palm your eyes." ”

Boss Zheng hurriedly got up, admired it with a high-powered magnifying glass, and praised it from time to time. Listening to Boss Zheng's praise, everyone also gathered around to watch. Du Xiyue stood in the middle, Ma Chaofan and Xu Zhengfan stood aside, and Lin Mo asked Boss Zheng's employees for a piece of cloth and carried the painting on his back, which looked a little funny.

The bald Xu Zhengfan and Du Xiyue chatted a few more words, got up and said with a smile, "Boss Zheng, you drink tea and enjoy the paintings, I won't bother and leave." ”

Ma Chaofan and Xu Zheng also got up, Du Xiyue shook hands with Xu Zhengfan, Du Xiyue smiled: "Mr. Xu, I have worked hard, I will transfer 60 million yuan immediately after I go back, thank you." ”

"Mr. Du, when I auctioned at Linjiang Auction House, I spent 58 million, you just give this number." Xu Zhengfan politely excused himself.

Hearing their conversation is trading ancient paintings, Lin Mo, who walked to the door, turned his head and looked at the past, bald in his mouth This thousand-year-old painting of Zhang Xian's "Ten Verses" in the Song Dynasty, I always feel that something is wrong, is it fake?

He walked a few steps forward to look at the painting, remembering that Zhang Xian in the Song Dynasty did have "Ten Songs", but he had never seen it, and it took great skill to identify ancient paintings, Lin Mo was a good hand at appreciating ancient coins, porcelain, and bronze, and his attainments in ancient calligraphy and painting were deeper.

"Look at what, don't go quickly! Don't affect us. Ma Chaofan, who was closest to Li Mo, scolded.

Lin Mo has a characteristic, you don't let me see it, I want to see it, how do you drop me!

Lin Mo took a step closer to look at the painting, and Ma Chaofan saw that this person was dressed shabbyly, getting closer and closer to the painting, and deliberately blocked Lin Mo sideways.

It is human nature to judge people by their clothes, and this Ma Chaofan is a master of watching the dishes. The eyes that looked at Lin Mo were full of disdain.

Chen Zhenhuai is even more excessive, he thinks he is the chairman of Linjiang Pharmaceutical and Ceramics Import and Export Co., Ltd., his status is noble, but he looks down on people, and wants to push Lin Mo out of the door and let him leave the Yiyazhai antique shop.

Who is Lin Mo? It's not something that a cat or a dog can push.

Chen Zhenhuai saw that he couldn't push Lin Mo, so he swung a fist and threw it at Lin Mo, Lin Mo grabbed Chen Zhenhuai's fist, and with a little force, Chen Zhenhuai knelt down.

Lin Mo knew that the rules of the antique street, when trading antiques, it was not allowed to make trouble. So, he clicked to the end.

He was motivated by his hobby of antiques, and he just wanted to see the paintings.

At this time, Chen Zhenhuai was anxious, and he was embarrassed in front of so many people: "Do you understand the rules?" ”

"Rules? Are there any rules for selling fakes? Not only are you not low-key, but you still dare to hit someone? ”

If you do the first year of junior high school, don't blame me for doing the fifteenth. Lin Mo pouted and said, "What's the big deal." It's just a fake. ”

Fake? Hearing this, several people in the room were stunned, Xu Zhengfan was also anxious, the painting was transferred to Du Xiyue, if it was fake, not only would the old face be lost, but also a big loss.

Xu Zhengfan was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to Chen Yu in a deep voice, "This gentleman, don't pretend to understand!" ”

Chen Zhenhuai squinted at Lin Mo and sneered, "Do you know how to paint?" I won't spend 150,000 yuan to buy a copy. This is the ancient painting of Zhang Xian's "Ten Songs" in the Song Dynasty, can you understand it? Sling the bull! ”

Du Xiyue looked at Lin Mo and then at Ma Chaofan.

Ma Chaofan came over immediately, pulled Lin Mo, and said in a low voice, "Sir, do you know how to draw?" ”

Lin Mo was not polite, he understood the eyes of the superb beauty Du Xiyue. Du Xiyue was dressed in a neatly cut French smoke pink dress, with a good figure, a pale complexion, and a blow bomb that could be broken. The standard goose egg face seems to be outlined by natural and smooth brushstrokes, and the eyes are clear and bright, and there is an inquiring meaning in the eyes. How can such a beauty not help? Even if something doesn't happen, it's not bad to owe him a favor.

He came to the desk, glanced at the picture scroll on the table, and said, "This is not the authentic work of Zhang Xian's "Ten Songs" in the Song Dynasty. ”

Ma Chaofan frowned and said to Du Xiyue, "This gentleman said ......"

Du Xiyue was a little unsure, with Xu Zhengfan's status and the business of the two cooperation, it was impossible for him to fool himself with a fake painting. Du Xiyue glanced at Xu Zhengfan.

"Just now, this gentleman also spent 150,000 yuan to buy a painting, so he must have a little level. Mr. Du, let this gentleman explain clearly, and he must explain it clearly. Xu Zhengfan knew that if someone said that it was not genuine, he would leave, this was not wronging, and he thought he was weak-hearted. He specially accentuated the tone of 150,000 yuan, the meaning is very clear, how can this kind of person know how to draw.

Of course, Chen Zhenhuai knew the severity, and said to Xu Zhengfan, "Mr. Xu, this man is here to visit the antique shop, we are not familiar with him, who knows that he is actually beeping here!" ”

Then Chen Zhenhuai turned to Lin Mo and said sharply, "Who are you?" A stall of goods, hundreds of thousands of paintings can't be scraped together. Have you ever seen a real antique? You haven't heard of tens of millions of business! ”

Chen Zhenhuai is a shrewd person, he is cooperating with the Dushi Group in a very important pharmaceutical import and export business, and Xu Zhengfan also has a ceramic transaction, and he does not want the three parties to make trouble with each other. He pulled the thread from the painting.

At this time, Du Xiyue's heart also began to beat drums, and tens of millions of paintings said to Chen Yu, "This gentleman, since you said that the paintings are fakes, then where do you say the fake?" ”

Lin Mo glanced at Du Xiyue, his originally cold eyes, looking like he was not approaching, but now he looked at him gently and lovely.

Lin Mo's heart couldn't help but tremble. Don't say a thing, I'm sorry for the trust of the beauties.

Lin Mo looked at the paintings, and couldn't feel the charm of the Song Dynasty, can the paintings of Zhang Xian's "Ten Songs" in the Song Dynasty be preserved so perfectly? The color is so bright? If you look closely at the text on the "Ten Songs", there is also a problem, the painting can be imitated beautifully, but it is difficult to write the charm of the text, especially the promotion of each person, as if it came from the hand of one person. Although they are all in their own factions, they are suspected of being similar when they are carefully distinguished. Then the only explanation is that the painting is fake.

Lin Mo Chen Yu looked down at the painting, this is a scroll painting, the main part of the painting is a landscape figure painting, the beginning of the scroll is a corner of Wuxing South Garden, the main building is a pavilion with heavy eaves resting on the top of the mountain, matching the small pavilion railing loops and twists, flowers and trees are shaded, and there are cranes in the courtyard,......

Come close to see the first to see the Qianlong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty Hongli handwritten "reciting Fen and writing wonderful" four characters, the tail has the Southern Song Dynasty Chen Zhensun, Yuan Yan Yaohuan, Xian Yushu, and Totomuer four babes, and there is a Northern Song Dynasty Sun Jue in the painting. This piece has the Southern Song Dynasty Jia seems to be the road "Yuesheng", "Autumn Gully", "Autumn Gully Reward" and other seals, the early Ming Dynasty "Ceremony Inspector Seal" half seal, Qing Qianlong, Jiaqing Baoxi more than ten squares, and Puyi seal three parties.

Under the teaching of his grandfather and Grandpa Kang, Lin Mo had a deep understanding of identifying ancient paintings, and had his own rhetoric for judging the authenticity and falsehood. The text on the main suspicious paintings is very different from Zhang Xian's handwriting. In particular, the four characters of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty's handwritten "Reciting Fen and Writing Wonderful" resemble a god, and there is no domineering spirit of the emperor. There is also Chen Zhensun of the Southern Song Dynasty, Yuan Yan Yaohuan, Xian Yushu, Totomuer Sibai, and Sun Jue of the Northern Song Dynasty. The Southern Song Dynasty Jia seems to be the road "Yuesheng", "Autumn Gully", "Autumn Gully Reward" and other seals, the early Ming Dynasty "Ceremony Inspector Seal" half seal, Qing Qianlong, Jiaqing Baoxi more than ten squares, there are doubts; Pu Yiyin's tripartite seal also seems to be suspicious. If you don't believe it, you can do spectroscopic analysis, or thermoluminescence and pH determination. Chen Yu's words are eloquent and well-founded.

So far, everyone is not calm.

Du Xiyue was even more calm, and said in a playful voice, "This gentleman, what you said is only doubtful, how can you be sure that it is a fake?" Wouldn't it be a little unscrupulous? Her voice was as clear as a spring, and although it was an inquiry, it was not difficult to hear the meaning of praise.

"Beauty, the penmanship of Zhangxian in the Song Dynasty is a fine and smooth iron line drawing, and the clothing is painted with strong colors, which looks gorgeous. His pen is dipped in light ink, and he uses flowing water to draw and fold reeds, outlining the graceful posture of the characters, depicting the exquisite facial features, and outlining the fluttering clothes...... Do you feel that way? ”

After listening to Lin Mo's comments, she believed Lin Mo's words in her heart, but her understanding of the subtlety of painting was limited, so she had to smile awkwardly: "This ......"

"I bought this painting at the Linjiang Auction House, and the auction house has also done various tests, this gentleman, if you say it is a fake, I will sue you for slander." Xu Zhengfan said sharply.

Lin Mo glanced at Xu Zhengfan with a smile, and then said, "Real antiques have their own unique soul and life, penetrating the breath of historical precipitation, you can feel them breathing as if they have an opportunity, delicate and calm, but it makes people feel daunting." Fakes are not. You don't understand what I'm saying, and you can't feel it. You bought it at Linjiang Auction House, but are you sure you didn't get dropped? I don't dare to speculate on whether there is a fake at the Linjiang auction house, but this painting must be a fake. ”

"Zhang Xian's clothing pattern method in the Song Dynasty stretched and stretched the big axe, lively and moisturizing, with ink thick and fine, both the three-dimensional sense of the northern landscape, and the southern style of the landscape of the sense of interest. His pen and ink flow smoothly, turn the pen vigorously, the lines are undulating, and the work has changed from beautiful to simple. ...... Can you perceive it? ”

Lin Mo's words were easy to understand and mysterious, and his demeanor when he spoke was unfathomable, which frightened everyone, and Xu Zhengfan also thought deeply when he heard his last words. Then he said to Du Xiyue, "Mr. Du, I firmly believe that the painting is real, but for the sake of prudence, let's test it again, otherwise my heart will be uneasy." ”

Du Xiyue listened to Lin Mo's words and was interested in getting acquainted with him, so she looked at Lin Mo and asked, "Where is Mr. High now?" ”

"Me? I'm a master of antiques in Eden Boya Antique Street. Lin Mo smiled faintly, and also intended to show off in front of Du Xiyue, in fact, Lin Mo's level can also rank in the top ten in the national antique industry! In particular, Kang Yongqian's grandfather and the antiques left to him by his own grandfather can open a museum.

Du Xiyue thought for a while and said to Xu Zhengfan: "I know Professor Hu Zhou, a senior researcher at the Ceramic Chinese Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, otherwise we will ask him to give him a palm?" ”

Chen Zhenhuai was stunned by Lin Mo's words, and then came to his senses, if he could really see the authenticity of such an ancient painting at a glance, and he was a master of antiques in Eden Boya, of course he would not be poor.

But this person is young, his clothes are shabby, and his pockets are cleaner than his face, and he secretly thinks that this kid is probably just a little sling in the rivers and lakes, and he has no strength. I just want to brush my presence in front of beautiful women.

So Chen Zhenhuai said to Du Xiyue: "I don't think it's necessary. ”

looked at Lin Mo again, and said disdainfully: "Poor ghost, do you know the value of this Mr. Xu Zhengfan?" How could he have a fake in his hands? You said so much, didn't you just want to attract people's attention? ”

Lin Mo glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, the ignorant are fearless." ”

Chen Zhenhuai insisted that there was no need for an appraisal, but Xu Zhengfan didn't think so and insisted on an appraisal. Lin Mo saw that this bald man had also been deceived.

The group said goodbye to Boss Zheng, and Chen Zhenhuai insisted on exposing Lin Mo's face, afraid that he would run away, so he let Lin Mo take his car and go to the direction of Yuehua Hotel. Du Xiyue and Lin Mo sat in the back row, and Du Xiyue asked, "Mr. Lin Mo, are you sure that painting is a fake?" ”

"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Lin Mo asked.

"Bet you don't have to."

Chen Zhenhuai was happy, this was not an opportunity to take revenge on Lin Mo: "I can bet with you." Chen Zhenhuai thought that if Lin Mo didn't have money, let him learn a few dog barks.

"How much to bet?" Lin Mo asked.

"A million. Can you afford a million, a poor ghost? If you don't have money and you lose, learn a few dog barks! Chen Zhenhuai laughed.

"I have a bank card here, and there is exactly one million in the card." Lin Mo said lightly.

"Okay, just bet a million and see how you die." Chen Zhenhuai said resolutely.

The two wrote a bet contract. Lin Mo didn't pay attention to him anymore, closed his eyes and rested.

Professor Hu Zhou's office.

Hu Zhou was a tall, clear old man with a half-foot-long beard.

"What about paintings?" Professor Hu Zhou asked as soon as they met, he was also a fan of antiques.

Xu Zhengfan handed over the scroll, Hu Zhou took it, opened the painting, spread it on the bookcase, picked up a magnifying glass, and looked at it intently. The old man looked at it for half an hour, then his head left the painting, sat on the chair and pondered, and after a while, he pointed to a shrub in the painting and said: "There are not many paintings of Zhang Xian in the Song Dynasty, I saw one in the Palace Museum a few years ago, and the text on the painting of the main suspicious points of this "Ten Songs" is very different from Zhang Xian's handwriting. In particular, the four characters of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty's handwritten "Reciting Fen and Writing Wonderful" resemble a god, and there is no domineering spirit of the emperor. ......” Professor Hu's words are almost the same as what Lin Mo said.

Seeing that what Professor Hu Zhou said was almost exactly the same as Lin Mo, Chen Zhenhuai was honest and stopped talking.

"So, Professor Hu Zhou, could this painting be a fake?" Xu Zhengfan asked urgently, this was already a matter of his integrity and reputation.

Professor Hu Zhou thought for a while and said, "It's hard to say, the same painter's painting techniques will be different in different periods...... However, even if it is a fake, the level of imitators is quite high. ”

"Let's do a test." Xu Zhengfan said firmly to Du Xiyue.

Hooper immediately turned on the various machines, and his assistant began to inspect them one by one.

Everyone started drinking tea and chatting. After chatting for a while, Du Xiyue talked about Lin Mo's purchase of paintings.

Professor Hu Zhou asked Lin Mo to take out the painting, and Professor Hu Zhou nodded while looking at it and said, "Wonderful, wonderful." ”

"What's wrong? Professor Hu Zhou. Du Xiyue asked puzzled.

"Sure enough, it's a picture-in-picture." Professor Hu Zhou turned his head to Lin Mo: "Young man, you have eyesight, courage, and courage. Will you unveil the painting? ”

"A little." Lin Mo said modestly.

Professor Hu Zhou said: "I just have the tools to uncover the painting here, why don't you uncover it here, so that we can enjoy the real work together?" ”

"Okay. Presumably Professor Hu is also a master of unmasking? Lin Mo and Professor Hu Zhou unveiled the painting together. Half an hour later, a pair of Tang Bohu's "Autumn Fragrance Fluttering Saucer" was displayed in front of everyone. The characters are lifelike, and the flowing water is depicted and folded, outlining the graceful posture of the characters,...... The thick breath that pierces through the vivid years and passes through the accumulation of history is about to come out.

All of them couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Professor Hu's assistant printed out a stack of materials and handed it to Professor Hu and said, "Professor Hu, we have done spectral analysis, thermoluminescence and pH determination, which are fakes. ”

Professor Hu Zhou nodded, flipped through the report, and handed it to Du Xiyue, who couldn't understand it and handed it to Xu Zhengfan. In fact, Xu Zhengfan couldn't understand the data, but he still looked at it for a while, then raised his head and apologized to Du Xiyue, "Mr. Du, I'm really sorry, how could such a thing happen, I didn't expect that there were fakes in Linjiang Auction House." ”

"Dong Xu, it's okay." Xie Hua comforted.

Xu Zhengfan said to Lin Mo again, "Thank you, Mr. Lin Mo, if it weren't for you, fortunately, your eyes were like a torch, and I was still in the dark, and I would have suffered losses for Mr. Du." ”

Lin Mo said: "You're welcome, it's really our duty to keep the fake and preserve it." ”

Chen Zhenhuai got up and wanted to slip away quietly. It's not that he doesn't have money, but he can't afford to lose people. Lin Mo stopped him: "Mr. Chen, don't go, it's time to honor the gambling contract, right?" ”

Chen Zhenhuai sat back in his chair with a red face. He blushed, since he had detected that the painting was fake, the ridicule and ridicule he had used to have made to Lin Mo had turned into a "snap" slap in the face. How ignorant and shallow he seems now, especially in front of Du Xiyue, what a shame! If there was a crack in the ground, he wanted to get into it right away. He is a dignified chairman of Linjiang Pharmaceutical and Ceramics Import and Export Co., Ltd., and he can't afford to lose this person.

"It's not going to be a bad deal, is it? Give money, or learn to bark a dog? ”

"How so. It's just the price of a meal. Chen Zhenhuai had no choice but to take out his checkbook, write a check for one million, bow his head and hand it to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo put the check in his pocket and patted it, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Uncle Hu, it was this Mr. Lin who insisted that the painting was a fake." Du Xiyue said.

"Oh. The level of imitation of this painting is very high, Mr. Lin is really a hero and a teenager! Professor Hu Zhou praised.

"Mr. Lin, do you sell your paintings?" Du Xiyue thought that Zhang Xian's painting of "Ten Songs" in the Song Dynasty could not be bought, and now it was the best choice to buy Tang Bohu's "Autumn Fragrance Fluttering Butterfly" to celebrate his father's birthday, so he asked Lin Mo.

"Sell. It's just that the price is not easy to set. Lin Mo said truthfully.

Professor Hu Zhou was interested: he said to Lin Mo: "If you can trust the old age, Tang Bohu's "Autumn Fragrance Fluttering Butterfly Picture", the current market is about 30 million. ”

"If Mr. Lin is willing to cut his love, I am willing to buy it for 30 million. What do you think? ”

"Good. Mr. Du really wants to buy it, then do an appraisal, if it's okay, I'll sell it to you. ”

Soon, the identification results came out, and there was no doubt about the authenticity. Du Xiyue took out a check and wrote 30 million to Lin Mo.

When the others saw it, they all showed envious expressions, and they made 30 million in a few hours, faster than the money printing machine. Just think about it, and you wake up laughing even from a dream.

Professor Hu Zhou: "Young man, you are really discerning, dare to ask where the teacher comes from?" ”