The villain who wears a book, this year's heroines all have their own systems?

"Hey, hey, hey, it's the same old routine!"

"But is this inkstone really real?"

"Brother, are you suspicious of Mr. Lin's eyes?"

"It's not that I doubt it, but Mr. Lin's character. Look at how the stall owner was teased by him just now. It wouldn't be surprising if he came to play tricks on this stall owner."

"Haha, wouldn't that be more fun!"

"I'll go. Now that you say that, I'm looking forward to it even more!"

The passers-by watching the show and eating melon laughed loudly, and the stall owner finally thought about it within the last time given by Lin Chuan, raised his head, and smiled at Lin Chuan: "Mr. Lin, I have decided on the price. !”

"How many?"

Lin Chuan asked directly.

"all…"

The stall owner stretched out a finger and said: "100 million!"

"you sure!?"

Lin Chuan frowned inadvertently.

"That…"

Seeing Lin Chuan frowning, the stall owner was startled, thinking that the price was too high, and hurriedly apologized and said, "One million is the market price, but it's just Mr. Lin who is buying it, so, 100, 50!"

"confirmed?"

Lin Chuan laughed dumbly and said: "There will be no chance to regret it later!"

"I, I will..."

When asked by Lin Chuan, the stall owner hesitated again.

Immediately.

The people around him laughed even more joyfully.

Seeing the half-smiling expression on Lin Chuan's face, the stall owner was really not sure whether the inkstone was real or fake. He even didn't know whether Lin Chuan was teasing him.

Hesitantly.

The stall owner decided to settle down.

"Mr. Lin!"

The stall owner smiled all over his face and said: "It's only 50, but you are an expert, so I can't guarantee the authenticity of this inkstone. Of course, even if it is real, I will accept it!"

"Good talk!"

Lin Chuan nodded and said to Zhong Lingguang on the side: "Ling Guang, pay!"

"it is good!"

Zhong Lingguang nodded and took out the gold card.

Seeing that Lin Chuan really wanted to buy it, the stall owner immediately felt regretful and felt that he was missing something.

However, the stall owner was not a bad person. Although he regretted it, he did not change his words.

Take the card.

The stall owner quickly completed the deduction.

As the money arrived, the two parties successfully completed the transaction, and the inkstone was also in Zhong Lingguang's hands.

At this time.

in the crowd.

A member of the Capital Antiques Association suddenly exclaimed.

"This is……"

"The Piyong Inkstone of the Tang Dynasty!"

"This inkstone, this shape, and this craftsmanship are exactly the same as the Piyong inkstone in the early Tang Dynasty in the museum, but the inscription is a little different. I didn't expect to see it here!"

"Are you talking about the one excavated in Chang'an five years ago?"

Following the words of this member of the Antiques Association, it suddenly exploded.

Someone asked out of curiosity: "Is this inkstone very expensive? I see you seem shocked!"

"Expensive!"

"you are wrong!"

The man shook his head and sighed: "This inkstone is rare, and..."

"On the inkstone found in Chang'an, we found some incomplete inscriptions. The words on it probably mean something like Tan or Zhang Gong..."

"My teacher inferred!"

"The owner of that inkstone is most likely Zhang Gongjin, Duke of Tan, one of the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty. I thought at the time that the Piyong inkstone was an orphan, but..."

"did not think of!"

“I saw an identical one here today!”

After hearing this, the passers-by around him only felt strange. After all, although he was the 24th hero of Lingyan Pavilion, Zhang Gongjin was indeed not well-known.

but……

Other members of the Antique Society around him discovered something more important.

"You mean..."

"Correct!"

"Normally speaking, when they reach the level of a prince, their burial objects cannot be mass-produced!"

"Unless this inkstone has other special meanings!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became even more sensational. People who can come to Panjiayuan will more or less know something about antiques, so they understand better the price of antiques once they are associated with celebrities and have a good story.

Don't say anything else.

Let’s talk about the famous Ming Cheng Hua Doucai Chicken Cup.

The chicken vat cup can fetch a high price of 2.8 million. In addition to being rare, its story is also one of the main reasons. Otherwise, a single chicken vat cup would never have such a high price.

"Mr. Lin!"

"I dare to ask!"

Following the commotion around him, the old antique man who opened his mouth finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to Lin Chuan: "Is there any inscription on this square inkstone!?"

Lin Chuan smiled and took the inkstone from Zhong Lingguang's hand.

He raised the inkstone, nodded to everyone and said, "Indeed!"

"Really!?"

The man's face was full of excitement and asked: "What is the content!"

"Duke Li Jing of the Kingdom of Wei!"

"Fuck!"

"Another hero of Lingyan Pavilion!"

"Li Weigong, this is the military god of the Tang Dynasty. He is much more powerful than that Duke of Tan. I didn't expect that the inscription on this inkstone actually belongs to him!"

"You said it!"

"Will there be 24 heroes!?"

"Brother, you are such a genius. When you say that, I think so too. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence. Zhang Gongjin has it, and Li Weigong has it too. They are exactly the same, and the places where the inscriptions are located are also exactly the same!"

"Isn't it Li Shimin who did it?"

"Hard to say!"

Hearing that it was actually Li Weigong engraved on it, the passers-by at the scene became more and more excited, and the member of the Capital Antiques Association was even more excited, as if he had drunk several kilograms of Erguotou, and his whole face turned red.

As for Zhong Lingguang, he couldn't help but laugh.

Just now she was worried that her boss would not like this inkstone.

After all, she knew her old boss's hobbies very well. It was good to like calligraphy and painting, but for example, she definitely didn't like the calligrapher Zhao Ji. Not only did she not like it, she even disliked it very much.

And there is an inkstone.

To be honest, even if this is a rare Piyong inkstone from the Tang Dynasty, Zhong Lingguang is not sure what his old boss's attitude is.

But now this problem is completely gone.

A Piyong inkstone from the Tang Dynasty, and more importantly, it was used by Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty. It would be strange if the old boss didn't love this thing.

The whole world is laughing.

Only the stall owner was very hurt.

"Mr. Lin!"

The stall owner opened his mouth and asked bitterly: "Mr. Lin, may I ask how much this inkstone is worth!?"

"priceless!"

Lin Chuan made a riddle.

Suddenly, the stall owner's expression became even more sad.

"Ha ha!"

"As expected of Mr. Lin!"

"Yes, you have a discerning eye. If it weren't for Mr. Lin, who would have known that this Panjiayuan stall not only contains a pair of "Execution Model" written by Yue Wumu, but also a Piyong inkstone used by Li Weigong! "

"Master Shen just said that Mr. Lin was more accomplished than him. I thought it was a joke, but now it seems that what Master Shen said is true. Mr. Lin is indeed a master of antique appraisal!"

"You already know he is the master, but you still call him Mr. Lin?"

"My fault, my fault, I should be called Master Lin, Master Lin!"