Professor Tang's voice was loud and full of anger, so he slapped the table.

Bang! "What did you say?

Are my calligraphy and painting fake?

Are you blind?

This is an antique from the Tang Dynasty. Do you understand it?"

When Lin Xiao stepped into the store, Tang Shihu was blushing next to a display cabinet in the lounge area of ​​the hall.

The other party was a fat man, wearing a wide white suit, a yellow sweater inside, a big gold chain hanging around his neck, a cigar with his fingers, and staring at Tang Shihu with his eyes slanted.

"Professor Tang, look at the calligraphy and paintings. There are yellow burrs on the edges. The paper is so thick, it is obviously a fake. You can use this as a inferior one now, which is not authentic!"

The fat man speaks leisurely and speaks slowly, but looking at his expression, it is very annoying.

Tang Shihu is an expert in treasure appraisal in Zhennan. He is very famous. His eyesight is not enough for ordinary people to catch up, so the antique calligraphy and paintings sold from him rarely make mistakes.

Today, this fat man, who was like a nouveau riche, actually said that the picture of the Tang Dynasty horse he had worked hard to find was a fake. Tang Shihu really wanted to slap the other party's face that could squeeze out oil.

"Professor Tang, why are you so angry?

I know you are very capable in this industry, but people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. I can understand the occasional mistakes. Today I really can't collect this thing at the original price."

"Where are you playing with me?

This is a painting I finally received for you after working hard for half a month. If you say you don’t want it, just don’t want it?”

Tang Shihu reached out and pinched the fat man's neck tightly and shouted.

The fat man pushed Tang Shihu away, staggered him, smoothed the collar unhappily, and said lightly: "I am the buyer, I don't want it now. Do you still want it forcibly to buy and sell?"

"You must be trustworthy, right?

You patted your chest and told me that you would like to collect a picture of the four horses of the Tang Dynasty. It would cost as much as possible. Is it not worth mentioning that the red mouth and white teeth?”

Tang Shihu was so angry that he was breathing heavily.

The fat man buckled his teeth with his fingers, spat on the ground, and said disdainfully: "I don't want it anymore. You are fake. If you spend so much money to buy a fake painting, do you think I'm stupid?"

"What you say is fake is fake?

I can ask a few ancient painting experts to identify you right now."

Tang Shihu was so angry.

Lin Xiao stayed at the door for a while and then realized that this calligraphy and painting was not only not fake, but also a treasure.

The imitation products are made in real life, and they will lose the charm of that era. Of course, ordinary people cannot see it, but Lin Xiao's subtle observation is like a microscope, which directly penetrates the essence.

Lin Xiao actually doesn't know much about real antique calligraphy and painting, but he has learned relevant knowledge and his talent in observation, so he can tell the authenticity of a painting from the most essential perspective.

The fat man deliberately challenged Professor Tang, just to keep the price low enough. His cunning little eyes had long been betrayed his true heart.

"Professor Tang! It's useless to ask anyone to come! This way, I am a generous person. Although the paintings are fake, I can't really let you suffer. This way, I will pay 50,000 yuan to buy your paintings, how about it?"

"Five, 50,000?"

Tang Shihu's figure shook, and he grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it over, "Zhao Guo, are you still human?

Are you robbing money?”

Crack! The glass was broken! After Zhao Guo avoided, he pointed at Tang Shihu and said angrily: "What?

Is it still too little to give you 50,000?

If I go out and tell others that this painting is fake, who dares to buy yours?"

Zhao Guo is an antique buyer, and his eyes are also very poisonous. He often knows him in this industry. If this fat man really goes out to talk nonsense, the value of the calligraphy and paintings of Tang Shihu will definitely drop sharply.

"Son of a bitch!"

Tang Shihu looked left and right, and wanted to find something to throw it out, which scared Zhao Guo to hide behind the screen.

"Professor Tang, I will give you at most 100,000, so I can't get more."

Tang Shihu spent more than five million yuan on buying paintings and said all good things to the seller. Zhao Guo opened her mouth and wanted to buy them with a fraction of the money, and even threatened him to go out and talk nonsense, which was extremely despicable and shameless.

"Okay, Zhao Guo, I finally know why you are a nouveau riche. Your method is simply more ruthless than robbing."

Zhao Guo didn't care about spreading his hands on the street, and looked like people and animals were harmless: "Everyone trades fairly, will you sell it?"

If I don't sell it, I'll leave!"

"Want to leave?

In order to rush your time, I will buy it back at a high price. If you don’t buy it, who will I sell it?"

Tang Shihu rushed over unwillingly and entangled with Zhao Guo.

Tang Shihu was short and thin, so he could not resist the pressure of Zhao Guo's huge size. He directly pushed his belly and flew out.

Bang! Tang Shihu fell down four feet to the sky, which made Zhao Guo laugh so hard.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Guo pinched her waist, thrust her big belly, and smiled, "Professor Tang, why are you lying on the ground like a turtle?

Do I need to help you?"

Tang Shihu was so angry that his old face turned blue and struggled to stand up, but accidentally saw Lin Xiao standing at the door.

"Lin, Mr. Lin!?"

Lin Xiao smiled. He basically determined the truth from the conversation between the two.

Zhao Guo asked Tang Lion and Tiger to buy a picture of a horse from the Tang Dynasty. Such calligraphy and paintings were old and valuable. The process of finding suitable items requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

After buying it at a high price, Tang Shihu asked Zhao Guo to trade it, but he didn't expect that the other party would be a scoundrel and mess around, wanting to get the cheapest price.

Tang Shihu couldn't beat him, and he couldn't scold him. His whole old face turned blue and he was at a loss for a moment.

Lin Xiao has no favoritism for such shameless, vulgar and untrustworthy persons.

"You know what a fake?

The yellow burrs are biological glue that later generations painted on the edges to protect calligraphy and paintings. You can smell it and have a faint vanilla smell."

Lin Xiao said as he walked towards Zhao Guo.

"The paper is made of thick, because the papermaking technique was very poor at that time, and it was already very good to have this quality; the second is that multi-layer paper is used to increase the thickness in order to make the ink trace deeper into the paper, make the whole painting appear three-dimensional, and deepen the flexibility of the horse."

When Zhao Guo heard this, she turned around and saw a young boy walking over with a vocal talk. She couldn't help but frown: "Who are you?

What a mess?”

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I don't mean to convince you to buy paintings, but I just want to tell you that there must be a limit on being a human being!"

Bang! Lin Xiao took a step forward and punched Zhao Guo in the nose.

Blood was flowing, and Zhao Guo covered her nose and squatted to the ground with a strange cry.

"ah!!!"

Tang Shihu was stunned. Lin Xiao did what he wanted to do the most. At the same time, a burst of joy suddenly surged.

Lin Xiao picked up Zhao Guo and slowly lifted it into the air, allowing him to wave his feet randomly, and said with a smile: "Can you fulfill your promise now? Have you bought the painting?"

Zhao Guo was so scared that he was trembling all over. He couldn't resist in Lin Xiao's hands, so he could only nod and said, "Buy, I'll buy it!"

"Take the money!"

Lin Xiao threw him out.

Zhao Guo did not dare to continue to struggle, so he quickly followed Tang Shihu as agreed, paid as much as possible, carefully put away the painting, and then left in shame.

The matter that made Tang Shihu extremely desperate was solved by Lin Xiao so lightly. His old face quickly rose with great excitement and enthusiastically invited him to his seat.

"Mr. Lin, you have helped me a lot! This bastard Zhao Guo is so hateful!"

"Haha, don't reason with such people. Fists are the most advantageous weapon!"

Lin Xiao took the teacup handed over by Tang Shihu and put it beside his mouth, took a sip of fragrant tea, then took out the Pixiu pendant from his pocket, gently placed it on the table, slowly pushed it to Tang Shihu, and said in a deep voice: "Professor Tang, where did you get this Pixiu?"
Chapter completed!