President Gao Leng's Supreme Soldier King

Wang Li quietly walked into this unremarkable storefront.

The furnishings of this shop are extremely old. Inside the counter, there is a middle-aged fat man who is looking at a picture scroll that has just been collected in his hand.

And the aura fluctuation felt by Wang Li's spiritual sense came from this picture scroll.

Is there something weird about this picture scroll?
"Hey! This is a fucking fake! It's a loss to open today! If I knew it, I shouldn't have opened!" The middle-aged fat man didn't notice Wang Li who walked into the shop, and said angrily.

He had just finished saying this when he saw Wang Li out of the corner of his eye. He raised his head hastily, and the distraught expression on his face immediately turned into a warm face to greet him. He quickly walked out of the counter and came forward to Wang Li , asked with a smile: "Boss, are you looking at the goods?"

Wang Li hummed. His real goal of entering this store was the calligraphy and painting that the boss called a fake. Of course, Wang Li would not immediately reveal that his purpose of coming here was precisely for that calligraphy and painting. .

This middle-aged fat man is doing business in the antique street, and he is slick and ruthless. Once he sees the real intention of the customer, he will open his mouth and kill him fiercely.

Wang Li pretended not to care, walked past the middle-aged fat man, and stared at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall with great interest. He had never touched antiques, so he couldn't see the doorway inside, but his spirit However, he can perceive the faint spiritual energy in the calligraphy and painting.

In the entire store, all the calligraphy and paintings together did not make Wang Li feel aura, except for the calligraphy and painting in the hands of the middle-aged fat man, which he called a fake.

Could it be that the counterfeit is the real treasure?And all the calligraphy and paintings in this shop are fake, are they fakes?

"My little brother has a good eye! This pair of calligraphy and painting was painted by a master in the Ming Dynasty. Although it is not worth much, it is definitely an authentic work. If you really want it, you can take this number away." The middle-aged fat man He stretched out three fingers and said to Wang Li with a very painful expression.

These three fingers represent thirty thousand!
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Wang Li's eyes, 3 yuan for him to buy a pair of fakes worth only a few tens of dollars to go back?

It is said that antiques are an extremely profitable industry, it seems that this is true!

However, Wang Li's goal was not the fake on the wall, but the calligraphy and painting in the hands of the middle-aged boss.

Wang Li pretended to be extremely hesitant, and said to the middle-aged fat man: "It's because the elders in my family celebrate their birthdays, and the elders like these ancient calligraphy and paintings, so I came here to pick a pair and give it away as a birthday present. Your 3 Is the yuan a bit expensive?"

The middle-aged fat man saw that Wang Li was moved, and he was overjoyed. He hurriedly said, "It's not expensive! Brother, you should know that you get what you pay for! Buy this pair of calligraphy and painting, you will definitely look good!"

He has spent half his life in Antique Street, so of course he knows some ways of doing business in Antique Street.

The more stubborn they are, the more customers will believe that this is an authentic work, and they will finally willingly pay for a fake.

The middle-aged fat man is very slick with this method, and he has tricked many young people who don't understand antiques by relying on this method before. How much vision does this young man have?At first glance, it looks like a blank board that doesn't understand anything. If you don't cheat him, who will you cheat!

It happened to cheat him a fortune, and he could recover the loss of buying the counterfeit just now, and he could make a small profit.

The middle-aged fat man felt complacently that he was certain that Wang Li would pay for paintings in the end.

"How about this, boss, why don't you sell this painting and the one in your hand to me for 3 yuan?" Wang Li pretended not to care, looked around, and finally set his eyes on the middle-aged fat man's hand. Pointing to the calligraphy and painting in his hand, he said.

"This..." There was a hint of hesitation in the eyes of the middle-aged fat man.

"If you don't want to do this business, then I'll go to another house." Seeing the middle-aged fat man's hesitation, Wang Li didn't talk too much nonsense, and just walked away. He believed that the middle-aged fat man would stop him .

He had just walked to the door, without the slightest sloppiness, and was about to step out.

"Hey! Hey! Brother, I have something to discuss!" The middle-aged fat man hurriedly chased after him, grabbed Wang Li's arm, and said, "Brother, you are a happy person, so I'm not kidding. I will give you 3 yuan for a painting, so how about we make friends?!"

Wang Li was extremely decisive, and made it clear that if you don't sell them here, you will immediately go to another store to buy calligraphy and paintings.

How can this middle-aged fat man let the fat that is about to reach his mouth really fly away?
The pair of fakes in his hand that he believed to be top-of-the-line is only worth a few tens of dollars, and the two fakes cost Wang Li 3 yuan. This business is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

Seeing that Wang Li was really going to walk out of his shop, the middle-aged fat man was really unwilling to give up, so he chose to agree to the conditions proposed by Wang Li.

Only then did Wang Li turn around, hand over 3 yuan to the middle-aged fat man, and casually cast his eyes on the calligraphy and painting that the middle-aged fat man handed him.

Wang Li's spiritual consciousness slowly spread out and landed on the calligraphy and painting. His heart was shocked suddenly. He finally discovered the strangeness of this calligraphy and painting.

To be exact, there is nothing special about this set of calligraphy and painting on the surface, but there is a mezzanine inside, and there is another set of calligraphy and painting inside the mezzanine. The faint aura fluctuations come from the calligraphy and painting on the mezzanine!
The ancients who can make such fine craftsmanship are indeed ingenious!

Wang Li nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to put away the pair of interlayer calligraphy and paintings and leave, suddenly another beautiful figure entered the narrow shop.

As soon as this figure entered the shop, there was a strange fragrance rushing towards his face. Even if Wang Li smelled this smell, he was also distracted for a while.

"Sure enough it's here!" The beautiful figure behind said in surprise.

Wang Li showed surprise on his face, and when he looked back, he saw a young and beautiful young woman standing at the door, staring at the calligraphy and painting in his hand at the moment, with excitement in her eyes.

"Boss, I want this calligraphy and painting! Give me a price." The young woman said.

The middle-aged fat man froze on the spot, with a look of remorse on his face. If he had made a decision later, and waited until this young woman appeared, maybe the two customers who entered his shop would be bullied.

The value generated by this does not know how many times more than [-].

"This pair of calligraphy and painting has already been sold to this little brother." The middle-aged fat man smiled wryly.

"Sold it to him?" The young woman looked at Wang Li with a puzzled expression, then snorted softly, and said arrogantly, "How about 100 million? I, Su Mei, will buy your calligraphy and painting for 100 million!"

100? !
The middle-aged fat man's eyes widened, he was completely stunned on the spot, and the wind was messy.

At this moment, his intestines are almost turning green!