Village live broadcast Little Shennong

Chapter 57 The Priceless Treasure
Everyone stared at Lin Xiaoyu with surprise.

"Little brother, didn't everyone tell you that this painting is a fake? Why do you still care about the high price and low price?"

"You are really annoying, can you not disturb my business?" The boss was very angry when he saw that the man was still trying to make trouble, and almost wanted to drive him away.

He walked up to Lin Xiaoyu eagerly and praised Lin Xiaoyu: "Little brother, you are really discerning. I promise you that this painting is definitely not a fake. If you think the price is high, we can discuss it! I am here to do business with sincerity! "

Lin Xiaoyu said: "The price of this painting is too high! Make it cheaper, boss!"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu was so stubborn in wanting to buy this painting, others stopped talking, saying too much would be nonsense.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu seemed to really plan to buy it, the boss was even more excited, but on the surface he was still very calm.

"I also sell things from predestined people. Among so many people, I only see you as predestined. In this way, I will give you a discount, 16!"

16?[-]% off, this price is really a bargain!Were you selling clothes in the market at that time?
Lin Xiaoyu shook his head: "No, it's still too expensive!"

The boss lowered the price again: "15, it can't be lowered!"

Lin Xiaoyu still shook his head: "Boss, in fact, I know that your painting is a fake, and I feel good about buying it. If you sincerely want to buy it, I will accept 1000 yuan. If you don't want to buy it, then continue to hang it on the In the store, wait for the next predestined person."

Xiao Huang was lying on the doorstep and almost dozed off. The little master had been there for so long, and he almost fell asleep.

It urged twice impatiently, and when he heard the barking of the dog, Lin Xiaoyu took the opportunity to say: "My little Huang has urged me, if you don't want to, then I will leave."

After speaking, Lin Xiaoyu was ready to go out.

Seeing this, the boss quickly grabbed Lin Xiaoyu: "Oh, forget it, I'll sell it to you for 1000 yuan at a loss!"

Sure enough, it's a fake. The price of 20 is now only 1000 yuan.

There was a sound of sighing around, and the boss didn't feel embarrassed at all. In their line of work, all they need is a thick skin.

Lin Xiaoyu nodded immediately: "Okay, 1000 yuan deal!"

The two transferred the money on the spot and delivered the goods. Lin Xiaoyu held the "Wu Daozi's painting" and was very happy in his heart. He came to the antique market today to sell things, but he didn't expect to find a treasure.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu really bought a fake for 1000 yuan, everyone couldn't help laughing: "I bought a fake for 1000 yuan, what's there to be happy about?"

"Young man, you have been cheated. This painting is not worth 500 yuan, and you still spent 1000 yuan!"

"The boss is really unkind, he even lied to college students' money!"

The boss was not happy, and shouted: "One of us is willing to sell and the other is willing to buy, why can't it work? You people are still shouting here if you don't buy, it's really annoying."

Regardless of the sympathetic gazes of the people around him, Lin Xiaoyu opened the scroll and took out the contents.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"There are still things hidden in this scroll!"

The boss was also stunned. This fake painting had been in his hands for more than half a year, and he didn't even notice that there was something inside the scroll!

At this moment, the focus of everyone's attention fell on the things in Lin Xiaoyu's hands.

It was a piece of rolled paper, Lin Xiaoyu spread it out, and there was a picture of words on it!

The name of the person who wrote the pen on the paper is Wang Xizhi! ! !
Fuck!Lin Xiaoyu yelled in his heart!

"No, it's actually Wang Xizhi's small print!"

"This painting is a fake, and this scroll may have been used to frame the painting casually by the person who made the fake painting at that time."

"Is this really Wang Xizhi's small characters?"

"It is said that Wang Xizhi's authentic works have long since ceased to exist in the world, and the so-called authentic works now are all copied from the Tang Dynasty."

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Lin Xiaoyu raised his head and saw that the crowd gave way automatically, and two old people came to him like walking in the courtyard.

Seeing the two old people, Lin Xiaoyu was very surprised: "Grandpa Xiao, Mr. Feng! Why are you here?"

"We were bored and wandered around the antique market. Just when we passed the door, we heard you shouting about Wang Xizhi! So we came in to take a look!" Mr. Xiao said with a smile.

This encounter was indeed an accident.

Mr. Feng noticed what Lin Xiaoyu was holding in his hand, and took a look at Lin Xiaoyu.

Lin Xiaoyu immediately handed the things in his hands to Mr. Feng: "They said it was Wang Xizhi's original handwriting in small characters. I don't understand these, so I ask Mr. Feng to help you appreciate it."

Mr. Feng took the things from Lin Xiaoyu's hands. He actually didn't believe that Wang Xizhi's authentic works would appear in such an ordinary antique shop, so he didn't put on a serious attitude.

But the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

It seems to be the real work of Wang Xizhi!
"How is it, Lao Feng?" Mr. Xiao asked.

In the crowd, someone recognized the two old Ye Zi and exclaimed: "These two are not Mr. Feng Quan and Mr. Xiao Hai, experts in antique appreciation as rumored!"

"My God, I never expected to have the opportunity to meet the real people of the two of them. I am so lucky!"

"I'm going to buy a lottery ticket when I go back later. I'm lucky today."

The shop owner was stunned. Fengquan and Xiao Hai are the leaders in the antique world, and now they appear in his small shop, which really makes his small shop flourish.

But he suddenly remembered that what he sold just now was a fake, and he immediately regretted it. The most taboo thing in the antique world is selling fakes!

Lin Xiaoyu asked expectantly: "Mr. Feng, how are you doing?"

Mr. Feng nodded: "This is indeed Wang Xizhi's authentic work!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Lin Xiaoyu asked excitedly: "How much is this worth?"

"Do you know how many authentic works of Wang Xizhi have been discovered?"

"How many?"

"hardly!"

"so?"

"Your picture can be said to be priceless!"

Lin Xiaoyu gasped and covered his heart, he was so excited.

The shop owner closed his eyes and almost fainted!
The priceless treasure was sold by him for 1000 yuan!
Mr. Xiao said: "There are too many people here, let's talk somewhere else!"

So, the three of them turned and walked out of the antique store. When Xiao Huang saw Lin Xiaoyu coming out, he immediately followed him wagging his tail.

Inside the antique shop, everyone was still discussing about this matter. Wang Xizhi's original work was reproduced in the antique shop, and was bought by a young man for 1000 yuan. It is estimated that tomorrow's news would not dare to write so casually.

Everyone was a little bit resentful towards the shop owner just now, but now they only have sympathy in their hearts.

It's a pity that they didn't buy that painting because they were not lucky enough.But the shop owner paid 1000 yuan to hand over the original Wang Xizhi's work to others, and he just pushed out the priceless treasure like that. I guess I would wake up crying from a dream.

(End of this chapter)