"Zhang Chao, are you okay?"

After Li Jun walked away, Bai Wei remembered, hurriedly ran to the ring, and asked with concern in his arms.

Zhang Chao rubbed his somewhat swollen cheeks, shook his head and said, "It's okay, your brother is too unparticular and actually attacked me." ”

"I think he is an ordinary person, and he is afraid of breaking him, so he deliberately shows mercy."

Zhang Chao shouted.

"Yes, yes, it's all his fault, and I will make amends to you for him."

Bai Wei said again and again.

However, in close contact, the smell of perfume on Bai Wei's body stimulated his sense of smell, which suddenly made Zhang Chao's heart hot.

"Bai Wei, why don't we go to the bar to play, I know that there is a newly opened bar, there are well-known singers singing, and the decoration is also very stylish."

"This ......"

Bai Wei was a little hesitant.

She is not a child anymore, how can she not understand Zhang Chao's gaze.

Go to the bar, under the influence of alcohol, it is easy for something to happen.

Although she is very satisfied with Zhang Chao, she doesn't want to hand herself over too early, it remains to be investigated.

"Bai Wei, what are you afraid of? Don't you believe in my character? If you don't go, I'm going to be angry. ”

"And your brother beat me, if it weren't for your face, I could have let him leave easily? Even if you make it up to me, can't you? ”

Zhu Yuhan next to him also helped: "Yes, Bai Wei, let's go play together." ”

"Well... All right. ”

Bai Wei nodded hesitantly.

"Then let's go now."

Zhang Chao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his palm was placed on Bai Wei's shoulder without leaving a trace.

…

On the other side, Li Jun had already left the martial arts hall and came to the antique market next to it.

The old man gave himself a company and a villa, and the old man's favorite was jade.

Li Jun plans to find one and give it to the old man the next time he sees him.

As soon as I walked into the store, I saw an old man bargaining with the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, this is obviously an imitation of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the real work is still in the Jinling Museum, an imitation, you dare to ask me for a price of 100,000, it's a little dark."

The old man was dressed in a tunic suit, with a pair of cloth shoes under his feet, slightly gray hair, and glasses with gold rimmed rimmes.

There are also two bodyguards next to him, and his status is not ordinary.

The shopkeeper was wearing a melon skin hat with a braid behind the hat, which made Li Jun think of the Manchu relics.

Especially the other party's lips still have a big black mole, and he is born like a profiteer.

At this moment, the shopkeeper smiled and said: "Boss Zhou can't say that, although this lady's picture is an imitation, but it comes from the Ming and Qing dynasties, isn't it also an antique!" ”

"And if I want a price, I will make a counteroffer, and if you try it, maybe it will be done."

"Fifty thousand."

The old man held out a slap.

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Boss Zhou, your price is too ruthless, and you are such a big boss, with a net worth of tens of billions, do you still care about this money?"

The old man smiled.

"The net worth of tens of billions is not blown by the wind, and this thing is worth 50,000 in my eyes."

The shopkeeper insisted: "Eighty thousand, a fixed price, no less than a penny." ”

The old man hesitated for a moment and put the painting down.

"Shopkeeper, then you still have to wait to sell to someone who knows the goods."

Li Jun glanced at the scroll, but his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward.

"I want it, eighty thousand."

The old man who had just put down the scroll was stunned.

The shopkeeper next to him had a happy look on his face.

"Young man, are you paying by card or mobile phone?"

"Swipe your card."

Li Jun directly threw out a bank card.

The old man next to him finally couldn't help it.

"Young man, I shouldn't have intervened when you bought the old man, but I said that it was worth 50,000 yuan, and if you give 80,000 yuan, it is estimated that you will lose 30,000 yuan."

Li Jun also smiled when he heard this.

"Not only will I not lose 80,000, but I can make 8 million."

"What did you say?"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Young man, you probably watched too many TV series and want to pick up the leaks, right?"

"It was said that this is just an imitation of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it came from an unknown painter."

"The old man gave 50,000 yuan, in fact, it is already a high price, and he still earns 8 million, and now young people, before they have practiced their eyesight, dare to come to Taobao."

The two bodyguards behind him also showed a little disdain when they looked at Li Jun.

At this moment, the shopkeeper was afraid that Li Jun would regret it, so he directly swiped the card for Li Jun.

After the card was successfully swiped, Li Jun was packed.

"Wait a minute."

Who knew that Li Jun stopped him: "Does the shopkeeper know how to frame paintings?" ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately laughed.

"Young man, that's funny, that's what I rely on to eat, can I?"

"What, are you going to frame this painting? Two thousand dollars, help you get it. ”

"I've spent 80,000 yuan on your paintings, why don't you get a frame for free?"

Li Jun said with a smile.

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Framing is a handicraft job, two thousand is not expensive, and I will change it for you with a sandalwood shaft, and the quality must be guaranteed."

The shopkeeper swore by it.

In the final analysis, it is not cheap.

"Two thousand is two thousand, but not for you to frame, but to help me uncover the painting."

In the past, the rice paper used for painting had several layers stacked on top of each other, so it could be removed.

Hearing Li Jun's words, the shopkeeper couldn't help but chuckle.

He understood what Li Jun meant, Li Jun thought. There is a mystery in this painting.

He didn't find any mystery in this painting as a specialist in selling antiques, and this young man specified that he had watched too many TV series.

"Young man, I can help you take it off, as long as you pay for it."

"You can just expose it, the money is a lot of yours."

"Okay."

The shopkeeper immediately brought up a basin of water.

He took out a brush the size of a nail clipper, dipped it in the water, and brushed it against the corner of the scroll.

The paper is very permeable, and as soon as the brush comes into contact with the paper, it is immediately absorbed.

After the shopkeeper brushed it three times, the corner of the thumb-sized area was already soaked.

The old man, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop, staring intently at the shopkeeper's movements.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and kneaded the corners a few times, and the original integrated scroll was immediately divided into two pieces of paper.

However, there is no imaginary mezzanine painting.

If the cat is so recognized, then the person who framed the painting will have worked so hard in vain.

"Young man, now that I know that the leak is not easy to pick up, let's go home and study for a few more years before coming out, 80,000 yuan should be used as a lesson."

The old man shook his head, and there was clearly some flavor of education in his tone.

The shopkeeper's face couldn't help but show a little smugness.

If he really found out that there was a picture-in-picture inside, then he was slapped in the face, not to mention, and he had to die of distress, and now he is relieved.

Who knew that Li Jun's face was unmoved, but said lightly: "Continue to reveal." ”

"This ......"

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed.

"This painting is made of cooked rice paper, which is relatively brittle, and it will be damaged if you accidentally remove it, so don't let me pay for it when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose."

Li Jun said impatiently.

"This young man really doesn't shed tears when he sees the coffin."

The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to pick up the brush.

The old men next to him all felt a headache for Li Jun.

Soon the third layer of rice paper was removed.

The moment he lifted it, the shopkeeper's hands trembled.