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"Your painting is just an ordinary imitation, and the painting is also ordinary. I can give you 3,000, which is already good." Tang Feng looked at the stall owner expressionlessly. "My painting has already been sold. The customer offered 80,000. How about this, I won't ask you for more, as long as you give 80,000, this matter is over." The stall owner took a step back with a painful look on his face. "80,000? Why don't you go and rob it? At most, I'll give you another 1,000, 4,000 yuan, no more." "How can 4,000 be okay? How about this, I see that you are also an honest man, and I really can't give you 70,000 yuan." The two of them had a verbal battle. Tang Feng finally offered 8,000 yuan, and no matter what the other party said, he refused to give in. The stall owner hesitated for a while, and finally agreed to the price. Tang Feng transferred 8,000 yuan to him on the spot, and the deal was completed. The stall owner finally showed a smile of success on his face. He made 7,500 yuan with tears in his eyes this time. I didn't expect to meet such a fool... Oh no, little cutie.

He wanted to hug Tang Feng and give him a kiss.

Including the people watching the excitement around him, they all showed strange smiles on their faces.

"This young man was cheated. I think this painting is not worth even 300 yuan, but he actually spent 8,000 yuan?"

"This boss is obviously calculating him. Alas, this young man should just treat it as paying tuition."

"This young man seems to be an appraiser of Yayuan? I seem to have seen him in Yayuan a few days ago."

"No way? The appraisers of Yayuan are at this level? No wonder the business is not very good."

"I don't know what that boss Qin is thinking. He actually hired such a fake as an appraiser?"

"No way, who makes him handsome?"

"Are you saying that this kid got to the top by eating gigolos?"

"Ahem, this is what you said, I didn't say..."

The discussion of the crowd reached Tang Feng's ears, but it did not arouse his anger.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not seeing through.

However, this is a good opportunity to attract customers to Yayuan, and he did not intend to let it go.

He immediately turned his head to look at the stall owner, "Boss, can I borrow a knife from you?"

The stall owner hurriedly stepped back, "You... what do you want to do? This is a fair trade, no rush."

Seeing that he misunderstood, Tang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Don't worry, I won't resort to knife and gun for 8,000 yuan."

"I just think there is a problem with the mounting of this painting, so I want to cut it."

The stall owner was relieved when he heard him say this, and immediately handed him a paper cutter.

After Tang Feng took it, he picked up a corner of the painting with the tip of the knife, and then gently cut it.

"Swish..."

The painting that cost 8,000 yuan was cut by him.

"Um..."

There was an exclamation around immediately.

"Not really, not really. It's just a scam. Is it necessary to be angry?"

"Alas, young people are too impulsive. Just treat 8,000 yuan as tuition. It's not worth getting angry."

"It's understandable. After all, no one will feel good if they are scammed 8,000 yuan."

"If you don't want it, you can give it to me so I can paste it on the wall. Haha..."

When everyone saw Tang Feng's "incompetent rage", they all had a bit of gloating in their words.

But soon, they couldn't laugh anymore.

When Tang Feng tore open the painting outside, a calligraphy work appeared inside.

This calligraphy is about two square feet in size, and it is densely written with words.

The square strokes of the side edge of the font are very similar to the "knife pen" method of the Northern Epitaph.

The side slant and high right shoulder of the character is also an exaggerated interpretation of the so-called "tight horizontal strokes" of the Northern Epitaph.

In short, this calligraphy has a kind of graceful and elegant demeanor.

And at the signature, there are four big characters "Zhang Daqian's calligraphy", followed by two big red seals.

When everyone saw the calligraphy work clearly, they were all dumbfounded.

"This... is this Zhang Daqian's calligraphy?"

"It's actually a painting within a painting? Oh my god, my scalp is a little numb."

"If this is Zhang Daqian's authentic work, it's probably worth millions, right?"

"I have studied Zhang Daqian's calligraphy, yes, the lines of words are like wind flags, it's really Zhang Daqian's authentic work!"

"Oh my god, is this a big bargain? For 8,000 yuan, I actually picked up a Zhang Daqian authentic work?"

This sudden big bargain immediately caused a sensation in the entire antique street, and more people rushed over here.

Soon the stall was surrounded by water.

Tang Feng had already taken out the calligraphy at this time, and said with a look of surprise: "I didn't expect that I would find a bargain."

Everyone around rushed to watch the calligraphy.

It is not uncommon to find bargains in antique streets, and you can often see them.

But the way of hiding a painting in a painting like Tang Feng is still quite rare.

Looking at the stall owner again, his face was extremely gloomy.

He specialized in calligraphy and painting business, so he naturally knew the value of this Zhang Daqian calligraphy.

He was almost regretting it.

"That... little brother, the customer just called and said he wanted it even if it was stepped on and damaged. I will return the money to you, and I can't sell this painting to you."

The stall owner pretended to answer a phone call first, and then smiled at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng pushed away his outstretched hand, "Boss, this is not how you do business."

"You forced me to buy it just now, and now you see that I missed it, and you want to take it back? You don't know the rules of the antique shop, right?"

The stall owner suddenly became displeased, "How come you, a young man, can't understand? This painting has been sold, and now the customer wants it, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Tang Feng took off Zhang Daqian's words and returned the painting to him, "Don't you want this painting? Here it is."

The stall owner was so angry that he gritted his teeth. What he wanted was Zhang Daqian's calligraphy. Who the hell wanted this crappy painting?

But in front of so many people in the antique street, he didn't want to break off easily, so he had to consider his tone before speaking again.

"Let's do this. I'll give you 100,000 yuan. How about you return this calligraphy to me?"