Chapter 61

Song Yanning squatted down and picked up a piece of porcelain again. "The double ear Zun with pastel hundred deer is painted with hundred deer, lined with mountains, streams, Ganoderma lucidum, flowers and plants. Under the pines and cypresses, the deer are running, cuddling or resting. In the painting, the stones and leaves are mostly painted in green color, with strong color. The deer and branches are painted with ochre, black and other colors. The deer are vivid, the branches are vigorous, and the brushwork is vivid and delicate. Look at this piece of porcelain. Have you noticed its deer head? " She had seen the introduction of the double ear Zun of the pastel hundred deer picture, so she was very impressed.

The young man took the porcelain and looked at the deer's head carefully. Soon his face became ugly. "I went to the merchant to make a theory and sold me a fake. Thank you, little girl! Can you come with me? " Fortunately, the vase was broken. Otherwise, if he gave it to Xu Bowen, he would lose face. If it affected his father's illness, he would have no time to regret it.

"We'll go with you." Before Song Yanning spoke, Yang Lisheng spoke first. Whether the vase is true or not, he is always responsible for breaking it.

"Thank you, old man! I'm sorry just now. " The young man looked at Yang Lisheng apologetically.

Yang Lisheng waved his hand, "it's OK. I didn't see the way before I bumped into you."

"I'm responsible, too. I'm walking too fast." The young man was embarrassed. If he didn't just want to go home early and walk faster, he would not bump into each other.

"Young man, you just said that this vase was bought for 200000 yuan?" Yang Lisheng pointed to the debris on the ground.

"It's not that expensive, actually." The young man laughed twice, took off his coat, squatted down and carefully picked up the debris on his clothes. He wants to go to the boss to argue, so naturally he wants to take these broken tiles with him.

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang also squat down to help.

Song Yanning shakes her head and squats down to help pick it up. In fact, even if he went, the boss would not compensate him for the loss.

"Xiaoning, don't pick it up, don't scratch your hand." Li Meixiang saw song Yanning help to stop. This piece of porcelain is very fast. If she cuts her hand, she will be distressed.

"I'll be careful." Song Yanning winked at Li Meixiang playfully. As far as her physical strength is concerned, these porcelain pieces won't hurt her.

After picking up the tiles on the ground, song Yanning and his three friends, guided by the young man, walk to the antique shop where he bought the vase.

The boss was calculating his account when he heard the footsteps and looked up. Seeing the young man, he quickly welcomed him with a smile, "Wu Shao, do you still want to buy antiques? I can introduce it to you. I promise it's authentic. " Today, he made a lot of money on Wu Shao. A shop like his will kill a rich young master who has a lot of money.

Wu Tingfeng snorted coldly and threw his coat wrapped with porcelain pieces on the table. "I trust you so much that you sell me fake goods and give me a refund, otherwise it's not over."

The boss frowned and said with a smile, "Wu Shao, how can I sell you fake goods? Besides, didn't you ask someone to palm your eyes? " He happened to know the person who helped Wu Tingfeng. He promised to give him a commission as long as Wu Tingfeng bought their vase.

Wu Tingfeng opened the coat with porcelain pieces and found out the base fragment song Yanning had just shown him. "You still said it was genuine. If you look at the background book, do you really think I don't understand anything?"

The boss didn't take over the base and looked at Wu Tingfeng with a smile. "Wu Shao, this vase is broken. How do I know this vase is the one I sold to you?"

"You Wu Tingfeng glared at his boss angrily and gritted his teeth.

"Besides, when I sold you the vase, I told you that as long as you leave our store, the goods will not be returned or exchanged. You also agreed, right?" The boss looked at Wu Tingfeng with a sneer. Of course, he knew that the vase he sold was a fake, but so what? There are rules in the antique world. Even if the other party goes to the police, it will not be useful. Because the other party has gone out of his shop, who knows it is not the vase before, he can say that the other party dropped the bag, and then come back to blackmail him.

"You are so mean Wu Tingfeng trembled with anger, but he was helpless. Because when the other party said it, he really agreed.

"Boss, how do you sell this painting?" Song Yanning noticed the painting on the wall as soon as she entered the shop. There are a lot of things in this shop, but there are few authentic ones. Except for this painting, there is only one brush in the counter.

The boss glanced up and down at Song Yanning, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. "You can't afford this painting. Don't touch it. If you touch it badly, you will lose money." He bought this painting from an old man who collected waste products. He asked people to see it, and they said it was not worth much money.

Although this painting has a long history, it is not made by a famous artist, and there is no signature. It seems that it is just a casual painting. He hung it in the shop, intending to deceive those who did not understand the ancient paintings. There are many antique shops in this street, but there are few genuine ones. They usually rely on deception.

"How do you know I can't afford it?" Song Yanning looks at the boss.

The boss said with a smile, "this is the original work of song Xu, a calligrapher and painter of Ming Dynasty. If you take out 100000 yuan, I will sell it to you."

Yang Lisheng, Li Meixiang and Wu Tingfeng all looked at the painting on the wall. The painting is old and broken, and no one will look at it even if it is left on the side of the road. Isn't it obvious that the other side wants a hundred thousand from the lion? It's really black hearted. Song Yanning was stunned, obviously frightened. After a long time, she turned to look at Yang Lisheng, "grandfather, I like that painting. Shall we buy it?"“ That painting is old and broken. You'd better choose something else. " Yang Lisheng thinks it's really not worth spending 100000 yuan on a broken painting“ Grandfather Song Yanning looks at Yang Lisheng coquettishly. Yang Lisheng could not resist song Yanning, but shook his head helplessly, "OK." Anyway, Xiaoning earned that money“ How nice of you, grandfather Song Yanning looked at the boss happily, "boss, I want to buy that painting. Can you give me another thing?"“ Do you really want to buy that painting? " Some of the boss didn't believe it. Although 100000 yuan is not a lot of money for ordinary people, it's really not worth buying that painting. Even if the painting is genuine, but he has determined that the painting is a fake, let alone 100000 yuan, even 100 yuan is not worth it. Of course, a little girl can't understand antiques. It is estimated that she simply thinks that old things are antiques. But it was a surprise to him that her grandfather agreed“ Well Song Yanning nodded in affirmation.