Early the next morning, Lin Yi and his wife drove to the Wang's Villa in Cangzhou again.

This time, everyone got to know each other a lot.

"Sister Xuanfu" took them directly to the study on the fourth floor.

Old Man Wang was already waiting for them inside.

After a period of greetings, the old man Wang uncovered the cover on the bookcase, revealing three pairs of embroidered shoes.

"Come, test your eyesight, and find out which pair is the one you gave me in the first place."

Wang Qiang volunteered to be the first to get started.

At the beginning, these shoes were taken off by him from the feet of "Zongzi Xiao Chen", and they were also carried back from Kunlun Mountain by him.

He boasts the best knowledge of the details of this embroidered shoe.

Although Qian Sheng's "old" experience in the middle, he still feels that he should be able to see some doorways.

But when he really held these pairs of shoes in his hands, he knew what it meant to be fake, what it meant to be ingenious, and what it meant to be magical.

These three pairs of shoes, whether in terms of appearance or details, can not see any difference.

Even the distribution of the dirt in the crevices and folds is almost identical.

Not to mention the above process and materials, there is nothing wrong with it at all.

Wang Qiang held it in his hand and looked at it for seven or eight minutes, picked up a few pairs of shoes and put them down, put them down and picked them up, and pretended to shine a flashlight for a long time, but he didn't find any difference.

In the end, he could only put the embroidered shoes back in place and hugged his fist at Old Man Wang:

"Convinced! Uncle, I'm really convinced! It's a crime to disobey the master, I really can't see anything wrong, if I buy this thing. Then I'm going to have to 'shoot the eye'. ”

Wang Xiangfu laughed, picked up the purple clay pot and took a sip gently.

"Why don't you two take a look?"

Qian rose to the second on.

He came prepared this time, took the magnifying glass with him, and took it directly in his hand and began to compare it carefully.

In terms of familiarity with these embroidered shoes, he is even above Wang Qiang.

After all, he had changed it himself, and many details were added by him.

The things you handle will leave some personal imprints on them, and it is basically difficult for others to notice.

When he picked up the magnifying glass and looked for his original marks, he was surprised to find that these marks were the same.

Even the stitches of his beads are exactly the same.

"Willing to bow to the wind, old man, I am willing to bow to the wind, I can only say that with my eyesight, I can't see anything abnormal in a short period of time, if I take it back and study it for a few days, I should be able to find out the difference."

That being said, but the antique shop has always paid attention to buying and leaving, leaving the cabinet and not recognizing, playing is eyesight, you think this thing is no problem, you pay to take it, go back to study it for a few days, turn around and come back and say that this thing is new, come back to find trouble? Not that way.

"Big brother, look up, anyway, I won't see anything wrong for a while."

Lin Yi has "discerning golden eyes", of course this thing can't hide from his eyes, and if you look closely, you can still see some slight differences.

Moreover, this is obviously Uncle Wang deliberately testing their eyesight.

Because among these three pairs of shoes, there is no original pair at all.

"Although I can't see any difference, I always feel that the charm of these three pairs of shoes is a little wrong, and I can't say what is wrong."

When he said this, he was very emotionally intelligent.

not only admitted that Uncle Wang was clever, but also told him that we people are not vegetarians, and we can still see some ways to some extent.

Uncle Wang put down the purple clay pot and lined up the three pairs of embroidered shoes.

"Or Xiaolin's skills are profound, these three pairs of shoes are all imitated by me according to the original products you gave, how about it? Are you satisfied with my craft? ”

Lin Yi also pretended to be surprised, and looked at the other brothers.

"Oh my mom, these three pairs are fakes made by you, ah no, your work? I just said that I took it, that was when I said it was early, and now I really take it! ”

Wang Qiang clasped his hands together and bowed to Uncle Wang.

Qian Sheng shook his head and said in surprise.

"Tut-tut, no wonder you have dealt with the 'Purple Marquis' for so many years, and you haven't turned it over. Seriously, I now think that the murals sold by the shopkeeper Yue to foreigners back then were definitely imitations. ”

Uncle Wang turned around and went to the inner room and came out with a box.

This box was the box that Qian Sheng used to hold embroidered shoes at that time.

"Return to its rightful owner!"

With that, he lifted the lid and presented the embroidered shoes to them.

Qian Sheng and Wang Qiang and their brothers are now completely dazzled, and it is a little difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

Lin Yi took a look at it, and basically determined that the shoes in the box were the original mother books they brought.

"This kind of thing, I'm still making it for the first time, I made an extra pair and kept it for myself, and you can take the other two pairs."

In order to prevent further forks, Qian Sheng also made a mark with a note and put it in two pairs of shoes.

After settling the final payment, the brothers said goodbye to Uncle Wang and drove to the small shop where they had eaten donkey meat and drank donkey soup again.

Finding a secluded position to sit down, Wang Qiang was still feeling incredible about Uncle Wang's craftsmanship just now.

"What's the name of their craft?"

"Hug the Remnant Sutra!" Qian Sheng reminded.

"Ah yes, just this thing, why do you say it's so godly, the things that come out are the same as the real thing, I want to have this ability, to be honest, I didn't hesitate to live in the small courtyard just now, I have to build a big villa."

"You? People are so loud and rich, like you, you don't have to wait for your big villa to be built, you have to choose a good cemetery for yourself first. ”

"Cut, can't you hope I get better? Oh, by the way, you haven't told me yet, why are you asking Uncle Wang to make two fakes? ”

Lin Yi smiled but did not answer, and reached out to call the owner of the donkey meat soup shop.

"I'll let my boss teach you a lesson."

After speaking, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

"Your donkey meat is really good, business should be okay?"

The boss took the cigarette and pinned it to his ear, shook his head with a smile, and refilled the water for each of them.

"In the past, this area was just one of our restaurants, from my grandfather to my father to me, for three generations, and the business has been very good.

Later, others saw that our business was good, and they also opened it, our family called 'Lu's Donkey Meat Fresh Soup', and people called 'Lu's Donkey Meat Fresh Soup', and there were also called Lu Laoda, Lu Lao's second one, and it is said that it has now been ranked Lu Laoqi. ”

Speaking of this, the boss was also helpless, and could only smile bitterly.

"Your family is the authentic Lu family's old store, and customers must be coming to your signboard, right?"

"The old customers must only recognize our family, but you have to say how different the taste of this thing is. It's not an old diner, and it basically can't be tasted, and the two families next to it have been open for more than ten years now, and they have slowly accumulated their own old customers, and now who is the real old soup of the Lu family, there is not so much attention to it. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yi glanced at Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang suddenly realized.

(End of chapter)