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Chapter 153 Wenkong Street

Wenkong Street, the largest antique street in Qingcheng, is one of them!

There are hundreds of various merchants and shops on this street.

Without exception, they all sell all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings on this street.

All kinds of porcelain, ancient paintings, coins, and ancient books can be described as a dazzling array of everything.

As for its authenticity, haha, just treat it as a joke.

To put it bluntly, on ancient players, among a hundred pieces of antiques, it would be nice to have one piece that is real.

Some of the rest cannot even be called fakes, they can only be described as... modern handicrafts.

Since Qingcheng is a famous tourist city in the capital of China, the most indispensable thing is tourists.

And Wenkong Street is listed as one of the travel routes by many tourists.

Since those tourists have come to Qingcheng, they naturally want to buy some commemorative things to go back to, and the antiques that represent the culture and history of Qingcheng in Antique Street are of course the best choice.

then……

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

Anyway, those shops on Wenkong Street basically do one-shot deals.

No matter what, let's sell the things first.

You say this is a fake?Nonsense, if it can really be sold so cheaply?
What if it's true?You're just out of luck, let's admit it!
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Under Fang Lian's force coercion, Cheng Nuo obediently sat in the car of Fang Lian's company.

After turning and stopping along the way, we arrived at the entrance of Wenkong Street.

"Xiao Liu, park the car here." Fang Lian sat in the back seat and said to the driver, Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu parked the car in the parking lot outside Wenkong Street, then Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian got out of the car and walked into the antique street.

Because it is June, the weather is hot, and Qingcheng is backed by the sea, so the climate is cool.At this time of year, there are many tourists who come to play, and there are also many tourists who come to Wenkong Street.

On the Antique Street, even though there were many more people than usual, it didn't seem too crowded.

As soon as Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian walked into the antique street, they melted into the wave of people.

"Sister Fang, what are we doing here?"

Cheng Nuo blocked the slightly dazzling sun with his hand, turned his head and asked curiously.

"shopping!"

Fang Lian spit out these two words lightly.

Slut? !
Cheng Nuo was stunned when he heard this, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Sister Fang, I know you are a bit...that or something. But, calling yourself a slut on the street is a bit... not good, right?"

"Idiot, I said sweeper, not slut?" Fang Lian said with a black line on his head.

The Yuanfang Antiques Acquisition Company run by Fang Lian, simply put, buys antiques at low prices and sells them at high prices!

However, those low-priced antiques are not so easy to receive.Therefore, sometimes Fang Lian's inventory will enter a state of depletion.

At this time, Fang Lian, the big boss of Yuanfang Company, needs to go to the antique streets in various places to sweep the goods!

With Fang Lianna's ability to discern antiques, if he went to the Antique Street, he could scan antiques for more than ten years at least, and come back. It's not a problem to solve the urgent need.

Obviously, this time, Fang Lian's company was once again in this predicament.

As for why they brought Cheng Nuo...

One is because Fang Lian discovered that his little brother upstairs had extraordinary abilities in identifying antiques.

Another reason, of course, is that I want Cheng Nuo to be a coolie!

The antiques that Fang Lian wants to buy are quite a few, and she is short of a young and strong guy to be squeezed dry by her.

Isn't it?Did Cheng Nuo deliver it just in time?
Not only can you help yourself identify the age of antiques, but also be a free labor force, why not do it?

"Okay, let's go, the first one!"

In order not to attract too much attention, Fang Lian used to shop in several other small antique streets.

but……

Over the past few years, she has swept away almost all the genuine antiques on those antique streets.

It's not that there is no way, so I came to Wenkong Street.

The first antique shop Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian walked into was a shop specializing in calligraphy and painting antiques.

The name of the store is not bad, it is called Jingong Pavilion.

Since the store is located at the closest exit of Wenkong Street, the flow of people is not bad.

When Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian came in, there were already more than a dozen people in the store.

There are not many staff in the store, only a chubby boss and a thin and lean clerk.At this moment, both of them were busy and didn't have time to greet Cheng Nuo and the others.

Neither of them paid much attention.

Especially Fang Lian, the more low-key she is this time, the better.

Inside the store, ancient calligraphy and paintings are hung on the surrounding walls.

Of course, the word "ancient" contains a lot of water.

Among the dozens of ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, if even one of them can be authentic, it is considered good.

"You left me right, let's fight quickly." Fang Lian whispered to Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo nodded, then shook his head, and asked a little confused, "By the way, Sister Fang, why should I help you?"

"Just because I'm your sister." Fang Lian said in a low voice, gritting her silver teeth, "If you don't help me, I will be very unhappy. When women are unhappy, they tend to talk big. I’m afraid that I’ll accidentally tell your parents about your trip to Xijiao City. If your parents are not happy, they will reward you with your favorite food!”

"What you said...seems very reasonable." Cheng Nuo rubbed his chin and nodded slightly, "Then Sister Fang, since you are my sister, then I will help you with this. Even Jesus can't stop me, what I said !"

Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian, one from this side of the shop and the other from the other side of the shop, verified the authenticity of each calligraphy and painting.

Cheng Nuo came to the first calligraphy picture.It was a picture of welcoming the spring and being proud of the snow.

"Length 74.21 cm, width 31.28 cm, thickness 1.33 mm, produced in May 2017!"

Fake, no explanation!

Second painting.

"Length 70.38 cm, width 21.57 cm, thickness 0.98 mm, produced in May 2018!"

Cheng Nuo stayed in front of the second picture for only two or three seconds, then shook his head slightly, and walked to the next picture.

"Length 68.54 cm, width...produced in August 2019!"

Wow, boss, you really went too far!

The production of these paintings is getting later every year.It can't be fake!Is the next one going to show me the one from last month?

The fourth picture: "Length 78.25 cm, width 35.18 cm, produced in May 2020!"

Cheng Nuo: "..."

MMP, there really is, it was just made last month?
Shopkeeper, can you be more serious?Would anyone want such a fake painting?

Even if you use it as toilet paper, some people will find it irritating, right?
"Boss, how much is this painting? I bought it?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a briefcase between his hands pointed to the painting that Cheng Nuo had just finished reading, and he spoke proudly to the chubby said the boss.

The boss trotted over in a hurry, his chubby forehead covered with beads of sweat, "Hey, this gentleman has really good eyesight. This painting was painted by Wu Erzi, Wu Daozi's apprentice. It is a true biography of Wu Daozi."

"Well, I like this painting very much. I don't plan to sell it, but I think you are destined to do it. So, let's do it. You can take it directly for 1 yuan! I won't take advantage of you at all!"

Although the expression on the chubby boss's face was one of pain, he was extremely happy in his heart.

This painting is not painted by Wu Erzi, but... his son just painted it last month.

"Okay, boss, be refreshing! I'll come back to you next time!" The guest in suit and leather shoes laughed and took out 1 yuan from his briefcase, "Come on, help me wrap this painting."

"Next time? If you buy this time, I'm afraid you will never want to come to my place again."

The chubby boss wanted to take down the painting from the wall while secretly amused.

(End of this chapter)