"Two million!"

"What?"

"You can't sell two million or not!"

Xiao Lao shouted loudly, which immediately caused a commotion among the onlookers, and Lao Liu and Qin Song even relied on some friendship with Xiao Lao and greeted him attentively.

Lao Liu bowed down and said: "Old Xiao, I've seen this thing, it's just a rag with years, don't fall for this kid!"

"Ahem, rags, do you know how much the fabric of the Han Dynasty is worth today......? Forget it, you can just take away your broken bowls and bottles, this thing will be a waste for you. ”

Cloth ...... of the Han Dynasty Lao Liu knew that Xiao Lao was not a joker, he knew the value of the clothes of the Han Dynasty in the contemporary era, and some well-preserved clothes of the Han Dynasty were unearthed in the tomb of Mawangdui, which were all national treasures.

What will be the value of a national treasure-level cultural relic? Lao Liu couldn't help but give himself a hard snort. Qin Song on the side also glared at Lao Liu angrily, this antique shop was invested by his father, and he lost the priceless treasure all of a sudden, how could he not be angry?

At this time, Xiao Lao had already turned to Shen Jie with a smile and said, "How about it?"

Two million, where does Shen Jie have a reason not to agree, and immediately nodded vigorously.

Xiao Lao took the checkbook from Heihu's hand with satisfaction, and handed over the two million to Shen Jie lightly, as if he was giving a pack of cigarettes.

"Haha, I'm in a good mood~ Xiaojie, are you interested in visiting this antique street with the old man?"

Today's Xiao Lao's spirit is shining, and he has the meaning of fairy wind, which is the effect of the half-born peach last time.

Shen Jie was also very happy when he saw Xiao Lao like this, and even agreed to it. And it is especially recommended to go to Lao Liu's store first.

Everyone didn't understand Shen Jie's approach, only Lao Liu and Qin Song secretly rejoiced. They have already seen Xiao Lao's big money just now, and Lao Liu is even more convinced that with his superb sales skills, he will definitely be able to make a lot of money.

It's just that they would never have thought that at the moment when Shen Jie entered just now, many tricks in the antique shop had already been caught in Shen Jie's eyes......

Qin Song originally wanted to take Feng Rongrong from his hometown to show off in the antique shop, but he didn't expect to meet Shen Jie, a nasty person. But after all, this is the chassis of his house, and there are characters like Xiao Lao present, so he also went in together.

"Old Xiao, wait a minute, I have a true painting of the Bada Mountain People, I don't want to show him ordinary people!"

Lao Liu Le took out a delicate scroll from it, and after carefully unfolding it, he saw that it was an eagle rolling his eyes, and his expression of lovelessness was vividly displayed.

These Bada Shanren were famous painters in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and because they were dissatisfied with the rule of the Qing Dynasty, they painted things with a face of dissatisfaction and disdain, which was quite unique. Lao Liu knew that ordinary things would never enter Xiao Lao's eyes, so he took out this heavyweight painting as soon as he came up.

Xiao Lao looked at the painting with satisfaction, but he didn't speak, just looked at Shen Jie with a smile, as if waiting for him to say something.

It's no wonder that Shen Jie has been radiant and confident since he entered the house, how could an old man like Xiao Lao not see his thoughts?

"Well, it's fake. ”

Shen Jie's words were light and light, but the people in the audience exploded.

Qin Song shouted sharply: "Damn! You are a bloody squirting person! How can our family's things be fake?"

"Smack!"

A loud slap slapped Qin Song's face, and immediately made him turn around in place before stopping.

"Boy, do you dare to scold Elder Xiao here? How did your father teach you?" A slap from the black tiger made the audience suddenly quiet, and Qin Song was beaten but didn't dare to say anything.

After a while, Lao Liu tentatively explained: "Little brother, you have to have evidence for what you say, this painting has been determined by experts!"

"Are you willing to bet with me?"

"Bet, what are you going to bet on?" Although Lao Liu was calm on the surface, he was actually weak in his heart, because this painting was indeed a fake.

However, he is also full of confidence in his fake, because this is forged by high-tech means, so many experts can't identify it, what problem can he find with his little hairy child?

A smile appeared on the corner of Shen Jie's mouth and said, "It's very simple, if this painting is real, then I will compensate you for the two hundred that Xiao Lao gave me just now." If the painting is fake...... Then you're going to let me pick up something in this shop. ”

When Lao Liu heard Shen Jie's words, his snot almost didn't come out, no matter how he calculated, he didn't lose anything. This shop was originally bought by his nouveau riche boss and was elegant, and there was nothing too valuable at all. Besides, even if the boy could know that this thing was fake, what could he do to prove it?

Shen Jie stepped forward confidently, while Xiao Lao on the side sat on the chair next to him and looked at it with interest.

"This kid is too impulsive, this painting doesn't look like a fake, it is estimated that these two million will have to be lost......"

saw Shen Jie look at the painting, then took off a sword hanging on the wall and walked straight over.

Everyone was shocked, they all thought that Shen Jie was crazy, this one was carrying a sword to look at the painting? Xiao Lao was even more determined to pay attention, after all, Shen Jie had saved his life, so he would pay for it to clean up the mess......

Shen Jie pinched a sword trick, and the employees in the store came to stop him, but how could they be faster than the sword immortal Li Bai's body technique? Shen Jie's long sword swept over, and a piece of rice paper as thin as a cicada's wings was cut off by him.

Seeing this scene, Lao Liu suddenly sat down on the ground. It's over, it's completely over, it doesn't make sense, how can this kid see it?

The body of this painting was made by an unknown painter in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and it was originally of little value. Therefore, the forgers found the master of copying, used some rice paper handed down from the Ming Dynasty, re-embellished the brushwork style of the Bada Shanren, and then used high-tech means to cover the original painting, so that it is difficult for experts to distinguish the real from the fake.

Now that Shen Jie has broken the trickiness of this painting with a sword, even Black Tiger and others, who don't understand antiques at all, can see that this thing is fake.

"Profiteer! dare to fool Xiao Lao with fake things, you don't want to mess around in Ninghai, do you!"

When the black tiger lifted Lao Liu on the ground, he was about to punch him, but it was Shen Jie who stopped him at the moment of crisis.

"Brother Hu, Boss Liu probably doesn't know either, besides, we have already made a bet, so we have to come according to the gambling agreement. ”

The black tiger threw Lao Liu to the ground hatefully, and drank: "Hmph, then I'll sell Brother Shen a face!"

For the rest of Lao Liu's life, he was naturally grateful to Shen Jie for his kindness. It was precisely because of this that he didn't notice the flickering golden light in Shen Jie's eyes.

"Boss Liu, according to the gambling contract, I have to take one of the things in your store, just a big flower vase. ”

However, without waiting for Lao Liu to speak, Qin Song suddenly stood up and said, "No! He has been fired by me, and you have no more gambling contracts!"