Jianbao life

Chapter 429 The Old Man Selling Fake Paintings
Li Heng had just cleaned up and washed up here, and before he got in the car and started it, his phone rang.

After picking up the phone, the other party yelled, "Have you arrived yet! I can't stand it anymore!"

"I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon... I'm already on my way. If you don't believe me, just listen!"

Li Heng casually found an excuse to prevaricate, then turned a key and started the car.

"Hurry up! I can't stand it anymore!"

"Okay, okay... Relax, don't get too excited! I'm driving, and I'll hang up."

Li Heng comforted the other party, hung up the phone directly, and drove to the antique market along the way.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of a shop, Li Heng saw Liu Guangming being hugged by someone's thigh. Liu Guangming pulled his trouser belt with one hand while pushing the old man who was hugging his thigh: "I told you, he'll be here soon... ouch You finally came!"

When Liu Guangming saw Li Heng, he almost looked at Li Heng with the eyes of a savior, and was immediately moved to tears of gratitude.

The old man who was holding Liu Guangming's thigh turned his head and saw Li Heng, who had a face of confusion. He let go of his hand holding Liu Guangming's thigh like an electric shock, and quickly jumped up from the ground.

The old man's legs and feet were very nimble, and he rushed in front of Li Heng with a speed that didn't seem to be available at this age, grabbed Li Heng by the collar and shouted at him: "You can do it, kid, pay me for Zhang Wanqian's authentic work!" You actually bought it for a few hundred yuan, and you changed hands for hundreds of thousands! Pay me!"

The old man howled and grabbed Li Heng's collar, snot and tears mixed together.

"Hey, hey, old man, don't wipe your nose on my clothes—ah!"

Li Heng yelled, trying to get rid of the old man: "When will I change hands for hundreds of thousands?"

"You, you, you! Don't you remember me?" The old man suddenly stopped crying and stared at Li Heng, his fingers trembling slightly: "You have forgotten that Zhang Wanqian's original work that was watermarked by Tianhe Printing and Dyeing Factory Got it!"

Tianhe printing and dyeing factory watermark?
Li Heng went to look at the old man's face again, and several fragments flew through his mind, the old man selling fake paintings, Zhang Wanqian's real work...

Then, it was assembled into complete fragments at once——

"Ah! You are the old man who sells fake paintings!"

"What fake painting!" The old man was unhappy when he heard the words, and jumped on the spot a few times, "If I hadn't heard that the painting was appreciated by the three connoisseurs later on, I would have paid a few million for it. , I am still kept in the dark by you!"

The more the old man talked, the more excited he was, and he grabbed Li Heng's collar, as if he wanted to do something.

Li Heng narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab the old man's wrist, twisting it slightly.

The old man screamed in pain immediately, and quickly let go: "Let go of me, let me go, it hurts so much... I'm an old bone and you still bully me!"

"Who is bullying whom?" Li Heng turned cold and said to the old man, "Old man, since you are an antique dealer, you also know the rules of this business, right?"

"I said at the beginning that if I can't sell it, instead of asking the price to be transferred to me. You also agreed. If I lose money, I can still ask you to give me money. There is no such reason, old man. .”

After Li Heng finished speaking, he immediately let go.

The old man sat down on the ground and cried, with snot and tears running down his face before he reappeared.

At that time, he was holding Zhang Wanqian's calligraphy and painting, and he was also in a hurry to go to the doctor. He wanted to find a bad guy, Little Sheep, and sell it.

Later, when I heard that the authentic work of Zhang Wanqian in the Song Dynasty was found here, the three appraisers offered hundreds of thousands of dollars but failed to buy it.

At first, the old man didn't think that Zhang Wanqian's authentic work had something to do with him, but later he heard from the grandson that he printed the watermark for fun, and the thing was indeed the original work!
At that time, he said that this kid was a fool, but it turned out that he was the real fool!

Obviously, it was hundreds of thousands... How could he sell it for a few hundred yuan, and he still felt quite happy!
The old man was crying so hard that he was selling it so cheaply for just a few hundred yuan!

Not to mention that it was sold cheaply, when his wife heard about it, she directly picked up the guy and beat him up. There is a fierce woman in the family, and everyone has to be a strict wife!

So the old man hurried back to the antique market after the Chinese New Year to search everywhere. After searching for several months, he finally heard that everyone knew such a person.

——So, there is something like this that you will see later.

After pestering Liu Guangming to death, Li Heng came.

"So, why are you looking for me?" After listening to the old man's rambling, Li Heng's attitude became better.

After all, the first time he tested his abilities and encountered the divine stone, it was also thanks to this old man. After all, it was his chance.

"I... I don't understand this rule. It's because I'm not good at myself and I don't have real skills. It's because I really have nowhere to go!" The old man continued to sob and say, "Since your story got out. , everyone scolded me, my mother-in-law was even more fierce, she just kicked me out of the house... Don't let me go back if I don't make money back!"

"..."

Li Heng was speechless for a moment. "Old man, are you afraid of your wife?"

The old man stopped sobbing and cried louder.

"Stop! Stop! Don't cry!" Li Heng's headache suddenly became even worse. People around him were looking at them, and those who didn't know thought he was bullying an old man.

"What can I do...I can't even go back..." The old man continued to cry.

"Stop it, just say it directly, think how I can help you." Li Heng looked at him with a headache.

The old man in front of him looked like he was out of nutrition. He felt a little more downcast than when we first met, and knew that what he said was probably true.

The old man's sobs gradually stopped, he twitched his nose vigorously and said, "Then at least let me make some money..."

(End of this chapter)