Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 67 The Mark of the Fox

When he saw the inscription "Made by Li Gonglin, a layman in Longmian", he couldn't help being shocked and said, "It's Li Gonglin's painting!"

Li Gonglin was originally a famous painter in the Song Dynasty. His authentic works are rare in the world. Among them, "Five Horses" is known as "the number one painting in Song Dynasty".

And the only authentic work in China, "Linwei Yanmu Fangtu", is listed as a national treasure and is prohibited from being exhibited abroad.

Following Huang Lu's cry, as if some mystery had been revealed, the noisy restaurant suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on her.

It wasn't until this moment that Huang Lu understood why there were so many customers in this restaurant with a bad taste. It seemed that everyone came for this ancient circle, "It's not the real one!"

Over there, Feng Wei stood up and said with a smile: "At first glance, it looks like an imitation. Li Gonglin's paintings are usually signed by Layman Longmian or Mr. Longmian. How can there be such an awkward style, and the characters don't look like..."

Hearing this, the quiet restaurant became lively again...

"Hey, that's right, I've been patronizing to look at the painting, and the signature seems to be wrong..."

"It's not just the signing, it seems that this chapter is not right..."

"There are also a few idle chapters next to it, which seem to be fake too?"

At this time, the customers all gathered in front of the ancient painting.

At the beginning, when everyone saw this painting, they were all as excited as Huang Lu, thinking that they had come across the real one, so they ordered casually in the restaurant, thinking about how to get the painting from the boss.

Now, when someone pointed out his flaws, he immediately calmed down, and when he looked carefully...there were too many problems!

As more and more problems are discovered.

The number of customers in restaurants has also begun to dwindle.

The only weird thing is the attitude of the restaurant owner.

As if he knew this would happen, the boss didn't say anything to explain it, and only cared about settling accounts and collecting money.

If he came across those customers who asked about the authenticity of ancient paintings, he would just say haha: "Oh, I bought them in the antique market, who knows if they are real or not..."

This weird attitude really surprised Feng Wei...

Gradually, as the customers gradually dispersed, a few "real customers" came here, but the food in the restaurant did not taste very good, and soon there were no people there.

Seeing that the people were almost gone, Feng Wei walked up to him with a smile: "Boss, your painting..."

"Do not sell!"

Before he finished speaking, the boss replied without raising his head: "Every few days, I run into a business disturber like you..."

"What?" Feng Wei was taken aback when he heard the words: "Boss, I mean..."

"I know!"

The boss raised his head with a smile, but his honest face was full of treachery: "This painting is not an original, it is a Song Dynasty imitation of Li Gonglin, but it should be worth a lot of money. How much do you plan to pay, 20 or [-]?" ?”

"Hiss!" Feng Wei was stunned for a moment. This painting is indeed a Song Dynasty imitation, not Li Gonglin's authentic work, but the artist's brushwork is strong, and the details of the characters are drawn in place. It is not much worse than the real one, but it is rare to see. masterpiece.

Feng Wei estimated that based on 5000 yuan for one character, more than a hundred people would be worth at least 50 yuan, and his psychological price was indeed 20 yuan. At this time, he was a little embarrassed to be called out by the boss.

Touching his nose awkwardly, Feng Wei looked at the boss and said, "So, you don't plan to sell at all?"

"Why should I sell?"

The boss once again showed a loyal expression: "With this painting, I can sell at least [-] to [-] more meals a day, and I can earn two to three hundred more a day, which is about a hundred thousand a year. This is a cash cow." Uh... ..." Feng Wei was completely speechless...

"Hey! Speaking of which, thank you!"

The boss looked up at him again: "If it weren't for your troublesome words just now, those people might have to sit for a day. Now that they leave, they will definitely be able to receive another batch of such people in the afternoon... By the way, those of you The table meal fee will be waived, count me as a treat!"

"Ha, your boss really knows how to do business!"

Huang Lu has also moved closer at this time: "It really fits the scene of this painting, as expected, I got a boy who spreads money, and I give you money every day..."

"Isn't it!" The boss looked at the ancient painting proudly and said, "Hanging up this painting is more effective than offering to the God of Wealth!
"It's hard to tell!"

Hearing this, Feng Wei rolled his eyes and had an idea. He sighed and said, "Boss, haven't you heard the old saying 'good fortune is hard to give up'!"

"What do you mean?" The boss was suddenly a little unhappy.

"Hey!" Feng Wei laughed strangely: "The good fortune boy...is not the God of Wealth, according to "Journey to the West", he is the red boy..."

"Come on, do you believe in tricks that lie to children?" The boss frowned when he heard this, "It's alright, alright, I'm sure I won't sell this painting!"

"Hey, I believe you when you say you can earn an extra 10 yuan a year, but not many people can get this [-] yuan, right?"

Feng Wei broke his fingers and said: "On February [-]th, there will be a fire on Avalokitesvara's Christmas day. On the eighth day of April, there will be a fire on Buddha's Christmas Day. On April [-]th, the Buddha's enlightenment will also be on fire. On June [-]th, the anniversary of Avalokitesvara's enlightenment and September [-]th. ..."

"Snap!" Feng Wei clasped his palms together: "Every year when we encounter these festivals, the Bodhisattva is on holiday, and the boy of good fortune is left unattended, so naturally he will have a big fire. Oh, by the way, boss, I am talking about the lunar calendar. You can convert it yourself. Check the Gregorian calendar to see if the date is correct..."

The boss was about to ridicule him for not being right, but when he heard the last sentence, he froze in place.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past few years I have been in business, it seems that I have to pay at least [-] yuan every year just because of the fire. Speaking of it, I took a calendar of last year from the cashier counter, and the restaurant owner flipped through it, and his face suddenly turned a little bit. ugly...

In fact, not to mention him, even Feng Wei was a little surprised. He used his "divination" skills to go back in time, remembered the date of the fire and made up a random reason. When he finished speaking, he was shocked: "Why such a coincidence?"

"Boss, let me advise you again!"

Although surprised by the coincidence of the fire, Feng Wei still added fuel and jealousy: "Today is February [-]th, the Christmas of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you should be careful..."

The boss looked proud: "I bought insurance this year..."

Before he finished talking, he heard a "boom" in the kitchen, and the boss rushed in without saying a word, picked up a fire extinguisher.

Feng Wei also hurriedly followed, only to realize that it was a false alarm. Just now the kitchen master was shaking the spoon too vigorously, so the fire was a little higher...

The relieved boss came to the front desk again, looked at Feng Wei and said with a smile: "You, don't bother..."

(End of this chapter)