Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 495

Seeing clearly what Shen Yunfeng was pointing at, Yuan Dongliang slapped his thigh, said "I'll go", turned his back and prepared to leave.

The old man in the melon skin hat slowly put the hat on his head, half-kneeled and took out the copybook pressed under an inkstone, first blew the dust on it with his mouth, then looked at Shen Yunfeng in disbelief and said: "You mean this Playing with antiques?"

Shen Yunfeng nodded.

He looked a little embarrassed, as if he felt that the extra hair he wanted was a bit too much.

The old man in the melon-skin hat wanted to laugh out loud.

He stuffed the copybook that Shen Yunfeng liked into Shen Yunfeng's hands, and kindly reminded: "Brother, take a good look at it, before it is finalized, there is still room for change."

"The old man is here, and there are others"

"Only this one, I,,,,,,, hehe, I don't understand the rest." Shen Yunfeng showed a simple and honest smile.

The old man in the melon cap smiled, pointed to the copybook that Shen Yunfeng held in his hand and asked: "Could it be that you understand it?"

Shen Yunfeng immediately changed into a smug expression and said: "Are you sure? Although the paper of this copybook is a bit damaged, I believe that it is definitely a master's handwriting. When I was in elementary school, the Chinese teacher taught us calligraphy. It is the inscription of that master."

"Pfft!"

From the place next to the stall of the old man with melon skin hat, there was an uncontrollable laugh.

At this time, the old man with the melon skin hat also felt that if he continued to chat with the raw melon egg in front of him, he would also be infected.

He said: "Brother, since you think it is it, then take it away."

"Thank you." Shen Yunfeng was overjoyed.

Yuan Dongliang asked without looking back: "How much is this time?"

"Two slaps." Shen Yunfeng said anxiously, "Hurry up and count the money for the old man."

"I'll go, ten thousand!"

Yuan Dongliang vomited blood.

"Keep your voice down, what if someone who knows the goods like me comes over and grabs me."

Shen Yunfeng said extremely unhappy.

Judging by his appearance, he seemed eager to kick Yuan Dongliang.

Yuan Dongliang seemed to be completely speechless to Shen Yunfeng. He raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead. He opened his handbag, took out a sealed wad of money and threw it to the old man with a melon-skin hat.

"Hey, I said you boy, treat the old man better." Shen Yunfeng raised his hand to slap Yuan Dongliang.

The old man in the melon cap hastily stepped over the booth and grabbed Shen Yunfeng, trying to persuade him.

"Just for your attitude tonight, you don't have to come to work tomorrow." Shen Yunfeng smiled gratefully at the old man in the melon skin hat, then immediately lowered his face, and shouted at Yuan Dongliang.

Yuan Dongliang said: "If you don't go up, you don't go up, you think I'm not interested in serving you, an imbecile"

"My C, who are you calling imbecile?" Shen Yunfeng raised his foot and kicked Yuan Dongliang.

As soon as Yuan Dongliang hid, he ran out of the ghost market sullenly.

"You boy stop with me."

Shen Yunfeng didn't have time to say goodbye to the old man with melon skin hat, so he chased him out.

The old man in the melon hat looked at the two people who disappeared soon, sighed helplessly, and said sorry to the crowd watching around with his fists folded.

Then, he quickly wrapped all his belongings in black cloth, turned off the lantern, and walked in the opposite direction of Shen Yunfeng and Yuan Dongliang without looking back.

In the Q8 car, Yuan Dongliang gulped down two bottles of water in one gulp, then exhaled a long breath and said "comfortable".

"Brother Feng, you really don't know how to trade by pinching your fingers?" He looked at Shen Yunfeng in disbelief.

Shen Yunfeng sat on the back seat, looked at the so-called Hetian jade ornaments bought for 5000 yuan and the snuff bottle bought for 1 yuan with the help of the lights in the compartment, and said without raising his head: "Pinch it in the sleeve. Price, generally pinch the index finger to indicate one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand; pinch the index and middle fingers to indicate two, twenty, two hundred, two thousand, twenty thousand; Ten, three hundred, three thousand, thirty thousand; adding the little finger means four, forty, four hundred, four thousand, forty thousand; pinching the five fingers means five, fifty, five hundred, five thousand, fifty thousand; pinching the thumb With the little finger means six, sixty, six hundred, six thousand, sixty thousand; pinch the thumb, index finger and middle finger to represent seven, seventy, seven hundred, seven thousand, seventy thousand; spread the thumb and index finger to represent people, eighty, eight One hundred, eight thousand, eighty thousand; holding the index finger together means nine, ninety, nine hundred, nine thousand, ninety thousand."

Yuan Dongliang laughed and said, "You are Men Qing!"

Shen Yunfeng smiled, raised his hand and threw it to Yuan Dongliang who was sitting in the driver's seat, and said, "Give it to Uncle Liu tomorrow, and let him take it with him when he goes to deliver goods to Hengxing next time."

Yuan Dongliang snorted, and put the jade ornaments and snuff bottle on the passenger seat without looking at it.

Then he turned his head to look at Shen Yunfeng and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"One thousand jade ornaments, two thousand snuff bottles, if anyone wants them." Shen Yunfeng carefully flipped through the copybook in his hand.

Yuan Dongliang said oh, moved closer, took a look at Shen Yunfeng's copybook spread on the seat, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, how was our performance tonight? There is no problem in competing for the best supporting actor, right?" '

Shen Yunfeng closed the copybook and said with a smile: "Fat man, let me tell you the truth, with your reaction tonight, it would be a loss if you didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination of Beijing Film Academy's acting major."

"I didn't even give you a hint. You got into the show in an instant. I really don't know how to praise you."

Yuan Dongliang chuckled and said: "I know that objects that can catch your eye must have something to say."

"From the time you were about to stop in front of that booth, I was ready to enter the scene in a second."

"Furthermore, the relationship between the two of us is short of wearing a pair of pants. What kind of hint do you want? As soon as you talk to the other party, I will know which role I should play next."

Shen Yunfeng admired: "It seems that I called you to come over to the ghost market together tonight, I called the right person."

Yuan Dongliang laughed a few times.

Shen Yunfeng patted the seat and said: "I reckon the old man should have gone far away, let's go back too, and chat while walking."

Yuan Dongliang said "Okay", started the car, turned around on the spot quite skillfully, called the Q8 and jumped onto the main road.

"Brother Feng, you have to think about it. After dawn, in just one day, where should we go to buy rare calligraphy, paintings, or porcelain." Yuan Dongliang looked at the road ahead, looking very preoccupied.

Shen Yunfeng smiled and said: "Fat man, do you think that if you give this copybook to that big boss as a birthday gift, he will be dissatisfied? Or do you think that my uncle Yuan and his friend don't think it is appropriate to give this thing as a birthday gift?" suitable?"

Yuan Dongliang sighed and said, "Brother Feng, you have both."

"I know that what you like is definitely good, but for someone who only likes calligraphy, painting and porcelain, it's really inappropriate to give him copybooks."

Shen Yunfeng smiled and said: "There is no difference between sending copybooks and sending calligraphy and paintings, since they both have words."

(End of this chapter)